"Well written."
"Thank you, Teacher Jiang."
Qian Yaya also looked over curiously, and her cat eyes suddenly widened visibly, "What a good word!"
"It doesn't look like Yuan Zhao Ti, but it looks somewhat similar to Yuan Zhao Ti," she said, touching her chin. "These words are more delicate and elegant. They are based on Yuan Zhao Ti by your cousin." Have you made any changes to incorporate your own style?"
Shen Hechen really hasn't studied this before, "I don't know if it has anything to do with Yuan Zhao Ti. My cousin asked me to copy it, so I just copied it. When I go back to study Yuan Zhao Ti, or ask my cousin Bar. "
If he had a chance to meet his cousin this time.
Qian Yaya was quite eager to get to the bottom of the problem when it came to calligraphy. She continued to ask with some reluctance: "Then what post did you use for copying? What was its name?"
"It doesn't have a name. It shouldn't be a famous post." Shen Hechen shook his head and felt that the ink on the paper fan was almost dry, so he put it away neatly, "Actually...it's nothing. You continue your work, I'll go and hand in the work first. .”
What he didn't say was that he suspected that his cousin had written the words he copied.
But he was really afraid of being asked by Qian Yaya now. This girl seemed to have a hundred thousand questions when she encountered calligraphy.
Qian Yaya stared at Shen Hechen's back until it disappeared from sight, then looked away, "Yeah, I should take a photo of the words with my phone and go back and ask my aunt."
Jiang Lingxi looked towards her, raised her hand and tapped her chin.
Reminder: "The ink is smeared on my chin."
Qian Yaya immediately stopped worrying about what Shen Hechen had just written and began to wipe her chin vigorously.
*
A chuckle suddenly came from the commentator's observation room.
Sensing that the attention of the people around her had been attracted, Xu Qingmei put down the hand covering her mouth and said, "Why did Teacher Jiang suddenly ask who Shen learned the calligraphy from just now? I thought she recognized whose calligraphy it was. It was over. But he stopped talking again, which is really appetizing!"
After speaking in a joking tone, she hesitated for a moment and then looked in the direction of Li Wanxuan, "I haven't studied this aspect deeply. Can Senior Li possibly tell what kind of font that Student Shen is practicing?"
She actually wanted to ask Shen Yunqing, but she knew she couldn't make it too obvious.
Fortunately, there are three full days of recording, and there are still many opportunities later.
"I can't afford to be a senior like you." Although Li Wanxuan smiled back, as a husband, Mr. Shi could tell at a glance that his wife's smile was purely polite, "You are from the entertainment industry, and I am from the art industry. , Our circles are all different, seniors can’t yell like this. Just call me Mr. Li.”
In front of the camera, Xu Qingmei's expression did not change at all, she smiled and nodded calmly, "I made a slip of the tongue. I apologize to Mr. Li."
Li Wanxuan just looked at her and saw a face with a particularly sincere smile, and she couldn't help but shudder.
It should be said that she is worthy of being an actress. If it were her, she would have been unable to bear it and would have gotten up and left.
"The little girl named Qian Yaya made a good analysis. The character just now does have some Yuan Zhao style connotations, but not completely. To be honest, I haven't seen this font before. It's either very niche or... The style created by Shen Hechen’s cousin.”
"A self-created style?" Xu Qingmei narrowed her eyes, "That's awesome! If you put it that way, does Teacher Jiang know the cousin of Student Shen?"
But compared to this guess, she hoped that Shen Hechenxue's calligraphy itself was very niche.
Now looking at the seven guests in turn, it can be seen that Shen Hechen should be the one with the best family background among the seven guests.
Then Shen Hechen's cousin is naturally not much different.
Jiang Lingxi cannot have such help!
"Then I don't know." Li Wanxuan no longer wanted to continue this topic, her eyes fell on another split screen, "The two guests in the brush area are also finished."
*
Pen making area.
Jing Huai held the completed brush in his hand.
The pen body is made of bamboo wood and is made of gray wolf hair.
It was already pretty good in his opinion.
Normally, he wouldn't have that much patience and would spend most of a day just making such a pen.
But, I am afraid of comparison.
He pursed his lips and looked at the pen held in the hands of the master who taught them how to make brushes.
The same bamboo and wood pen body, but made of white wool.
It was made by Lin Nuo, who was almost ten minutes ahead of him.
"The bonding point is very strong, and all four elements are present: sharp, round, and healthy. It can be seen that a lot of care has been taken." The old master smoothed his beard and handed the brush back with a look of relief after making an evaluation.
Lin Nuo hurriedly took it, "Thank you for your guidance."
Jing Huai met the old master's gaze and was stunned for a moment, then quickly handed over the brush in his hand.
"Master, this is the wolf hair I made."
The inspection process was exactly the same as before. Jing Huai watched carefully and became worried after seeing the old master frowning.
"It's not bad. It's my first time to learn how to make pens. It will be great if I can make a usable finished product." After a pause, "Not many young people nowadays can calm down and do this."
Jing Huai tried his best to smile and took the brush with both hands, "You taught me well."
The comfort at the end was not something I really wanted to hear.
Xu Qingmei listened to the comments on the split screen that there was a big gap between the front and back. Although the smile was always on her face, her eyes were a little darker.
It can be said that Jing Huai was able to be on this show because of her, and it was also her face that was used in front of the director Chen Weiwen.
Now she can only make a writing brush, but she can't compare to the one named Lin Nuo, which is indirectly embarrassing her.
Really, it feels like it’s getting more and more unbearable the more I look at it!
He simply looked away and didn't bother to comment.
The fourth person to finish was Lu Sen, who made a piece of Chengxintang paper that Jiang Lingxi had touched before.
After receiving high praise from the master, the arrogance in his eyebrows suddenly returned.
The only things that are still busy right now are the ink making area and the hidden task area.
Sui is still methodically gluing the pieces together, a slow and delicate job.
But if you compare her current speed with the speed at the beginning of bonding, you can see that her efficiency has been improving.
The old master who was sitting next to him and giving instructions from time to time was aware of it, but he didn't say a word to remind him. He only patiently watched the calm movements of the little girl in front of him.
"I can't do it anymore." Qian Yaya put down the hammer, "Master, you see I can do it now, I really can't lift my arm!"
"It's barely usable. Are you sure you want to mold it now?"
Qian Yaya glanced at Jiang Lingxi who was still pounding away, hesitated for a moment and nodded firmly, "OK."
As long as it works, it's fine. Anyway, the ink sticks my aunt gave her are probably only for use when practicing calligraphy.
Qian Yaya took the ink ball to cast the mold, but Jiang Lingxi was the only one left there who continued to beat.
Xu Qingmei looked at the figure on the screen who looked like an old monk in trance, a dark light flashed in her eyes, and her tone was worried: "Teacher Jiang is so thin, but I didn't expect that he is very strong. I have to beat him." Some masters said It's three thousand. As long as Mo can use it, why bother trying to be brave? I won't even be able to lift my arms tomorrow."
"It takes a thousand blows to get good ink." Shen Yunqing stared at the figure on the split screen, "If you can't bear this little pain, then don't waste the materials for making ink in the first place."
Xu Qingmei felt her cheeks burning for a moment when she heard the unceremonious refutation of her words.
However, another sentence came from the other side, "Mr. Shen's words are reasonable, I agree."
Xu Qingmei: "..."
It's been a long time since she felt like she couldn't get off the stage!
(End of chapter)
