I really don't want to be red

Chapter 343
"Okay, that's great!" Liu Na waved her clenched fist, "I'm looking forward to Mr. An's plan even more, so sign the contract first!"

"No problem!" An Ran smiled.

Just kidding, Brother Li's masterpiece has been passed down through the ages, and normal people should be able to hear the difference.

Fortunately, these people are not those old antiques from the Music Association, talking nonsense with their eyes open.

"When will the bright moon come" is such a wonderful word, but it has changed the method and changed the name, and it can't even be ranked as the best lyrics.

Others in the meeting room were also very excited. Apart from other things, this poem is just four lines that seem heroic and grand, showing that unruly Jianghu spirit to the woods.

These are just the first four sentences, and the following should be more exciting.

Liu Na and An Ran went out to negotiate a contract, and the others stayed here, waiting for the next post.

Soon, An Ran signed the contract and returned with Liu Na.

As soon as she entered the door, Liu Na was stunned for a moment, "Why haven't you left yet?"

The man with the ponytail smiled and said, "Aren't you waiting to hear the next few words from Teacher An?"

Liu Na smiled "haha", "You guys are still in a hurry!"

She turned her head and said, "Teacher An, why don't you finish writing now?"

An Ran also became interested.

Grinding his fists, he said, "Okay, but this poem needs to be written with a brush. The pen can't write with that kind of momentum!"

The ponytail man was taken aback, "Teacher An, do you understand calligraphy?"

But thinking about it, it seems that people who like ancient elegance have more or less research on calligraphy, which is not surprising.

An Ran waved her hand, "I don't understand it, it's just a hobby!"

A person next to him said: "I'm going to buy a pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

They don't usually use these things, and the company is not prepared.

I'm talking about these things that most people use are not good products. If you want to use them for Teacher An, you can't use ordinary products.

The man came back within a few minutes after going out, and there was a stationery store downstairs.

He didn't know what was good or bad, so he specifically picked the most expensive ones to buy.

Just the four things of pen, ink, paper and inkstone cost three thousand.

An Ran took it over and took a look. Although this writing brush is not top-grade, it is considered to be of good quality in the market.

Really good writing brushes are stored and protected by others, who is willing to sell them.

First find clean water, soak the brush, and wait until the tip of the brush is soaked.

The creative impulse that has been brewing in An Ran's chest also reached its peak.

Calligraphy creation is actually managing a piece of paper.

When there is no creative desire and creative passion, the things written are often in vain.

Fortunately, the poem "Xia Ke Xing" has a strong visual sense, An Ran recited it silently twice in her heart, full of impulse to create!
Liu Na has already begun to study ink beside her with interest.

An Ran glanced at it, and was also slightly surprised.

Liu Na is an expert!
When grinding ink, press and push lightly evenly in a certain direction, and the whole ink block will rotate and grind in an elliptical pattern from far to near in the inkstone.

The strength on the wrist is just right, the ink stick is kept perpendicular to the inkstone pool, and there is no rush!
The ink on the inkstone forms a uniform and delicate black halo!
An Ran gave a thumbs up, "I didn't realize that Mr. Liu is actually an expert!"

Liu Na pursed her lips and smiled, "My dad usually likes these things, so I learned a little bit after hearing it!"

An Ran nodded without asking further questions.

Pick up the pen, dip it in thick ink, close your eyes...

After a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Everyone saw him splashing ink and brushing like flying.

One by one, tense fonts jumped on the paper.

There are many calligraphy lovers here, but everyone is a little confused. This word... doesn't seem to be any type of font they recognize.

It looks like the foundation of running script, but compared to running script, it is more sharp.

The strokes are like swords, and the characters are framed like pine and cypress branches. They are quite proud and firm, rather than bending.

They love calligraphy, but they don't know much about it at a deeper level.

But when this word is written, the first impression is that it is not round enough and too tough.

The pen is chic and smooth, and some characters are even powerful like martial arts moves.

On the whole, it gives people a kind of aura that the central palace is tightened, the wide part can be used as a horse, and the tight part is like a wind and rain!

Liu Na frowned slightly.

Calligraphy is good, but from her point of view, it is only good, and there is still a long way to go from those calligraphy masters.

But on second thought.

An Ran is only young, and is two years younger than himself. With such attainments in Chinese studies, it may be difficult for anyone in the younger generation to hold a candle to him.

A good handwriting, and a good poem!
It is a bit too much to ask others to use your own eyes.

And I have a high vision, but in terms of calligraphy, it is still worse than An Ran, and if it is about poetry... it is even worse!
An Ran's pen is like a dragon and a snake, without stopping.

In less than 3 minutes, the writing was completed.

An Ran put the brush on the pen holder and let out a long breath.

His forehead was slightly sweaty.

Although it only took so little time, the exhausted heart is not only superficially seeing this, but the whole person is in a state of extreme excitement.

After this relaxation, a feeling of fatigue emerged in an instant.

An Ran cheered up and said: "I'm showing my ugliness, everyone, look at this calligraphy, it's okay..."

"Not bad!" The ponytail man exclaimed: "It's a hundred times better than me. Teacher An's handwriting is quite good. Mr. Liu, you have to ask your father to help out this time!"

Liu Na cast a reproachful glance at the man with the ponytail.

Saying this in front of others, don't you look down on them a bit?
An Ran didn't pay much attention to it, after all, her calligraphy is really not very good.

So he asked, "Who is Mr. Liu's father?"

The ponytail man smiled and said, "President Liu's father is our famous calligrapher Liu Qianshan in Xiazhou."

It turned out to be Liu Qianshan... I had never heard of it.

He is in the entertainment circle, not the calligraphy circle, of course I don't know.

However, An Ran is quite good at playing tricks every now and then.

Showing surprise, "It turns out to be Master Liu...that really makes Mr. Liu write a new one!"

Needless to say, An Ran's acting skills, from showing shock to feeling admiration, the whole process has no trace of refinement, as if she really admired and sighed.

Liu Na also felt refreshed in her heart, and said happily: "The old man pays attention to health preservation now, and rarely writes. I don't know if I can talk about it!"

Then she changed the topic again, and said with a smile: "However, Teacher An's poems are so well written, I think the old man will probably not be able to bear it!"

Creative impulse is a very mysterious thing.

If you give the old man a philosophy book, he probably has no desire to create calligraphy at all.

But it's a different story if it's a good poem.

Maybe just take a look, and you won’t be able to tell him not to write!

"I'll talk about this later, let's take a look at this poem created by Teacher An!"

"exactly!"

Everyone's attention was on the calligraphy just now, and they really didn't pay much attention to the content.

When they saw the three words in the title, everyone's faces were full of shock!

(End of this chapter)