Traveling to Daliang Kingdom starts from falling into the water

Chapter 368 What’s going on?

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Wenxuan heard a burst of roaring laughter in the yard. He stood up again and looked out the window in confusion.

what's the situation?
"You just happened to call me when we were joking." Zhou Banxia said something and then reached out to pour himself a cup of tea. "What are you looking for?"

"Don't worry." Gu Wenxuan motioned for her to take a sip before following him to the writing desk. "Take a careful look at the handwriting on my handwriting. Have you made great progress?"

Just call yourself in specifically for this matter? Holding the cup in both hands, Zhou Banxia approached the bookcase as Gu Wenxuan wished and looked at it carefully.

"Actually, your style of writing is no longer what it used to be. Otherwise, when the top three answer sheets were posted, they would have already been criticized."

"But according to what Mr. Wang said, it's not enough. Without a unique personal style, it can only be considered passable and not worthy of the articles I wrote."

Zhou Banxia was speechless.

Can it be the same?
Being able to write good articles is because you took advantage of a lot of experience in your previous life to stand out in such a short period of time, but how many times did you use the brush in your previous life?

"It worries me to death. I haven't mastered this hand yet, so how can I practice other fonts? Master, please give me some advice."

"I don't dare to show off in front of you, a great talent. In fact, your skills are far better than mine. Although it is a bit raw, it is not easy to have such skills in less than a year."

"Stop complimenting me and be serious."

"The serious thing is that words are different from articles. Articles can rely on your clever head, but words can only rely on your hands. Practice more and practice harder."

Gu Wenxuan stretched out his hands and shook them.

"There's nothing you can do about it. Anyway, there are no shortcuts in calligraphy, there's only step-by-step accumulation. I've never heard of anyone who can achieve success in less than ten or eight years.

As for what my uncle said, he calculated it based on your ten years. Furthermore, considering his status and environment, his horizons are naturally higher. "

This point hits the nail on the head. The gentleman is not only visionary, but also quite vicious.

In the past, he could write an excellent article that would impress Mr. Cheng and Mr. Lin, but when it came to his husband, it was criticized to pieces.

But every criticism is very reasonable.

After listening to the teacher's advice and corrections, he sent it to Jingshan Academy. In his reply, the old man bluntly said that the teacher was not comparable to his eldest son, Uncle Cheng, and others.

Of course, apart from his often venomous words in his studies, he is usually very reasonable and reasonable, at least not using a ruler at all times.

"I need to relax my mind a little more, and take the time to copy the seal and official scripts. After practicing, it will be faster, almost done, and I will be able to write cursive script."

"Where are you coaxing the child?" Gu Wenxuan laughed and shook his head, "Bring me the paper box, the one in the middle of the shelf. I still don't believe that it takes ten years of calligraphy practice to achieve success!"

Yes.

You are awesome.

You are a god of learning.

I have never heard of anyone who took home the small three yuan after studying for the exam for less than a year. Zhou Banxia secretly talked about finding the paper box designated by Gu Wenxuan.

Putting the paper box in the corner of the desk, seeing that Gu Wenxuan had put away the rice paper and started practicing calligraphy again, Zhou Banxia suddenly became interested in splashing ink.

It just so happened that Dajiang was no longer studying here, so a painting table in the study room was vacant.

"Drawing embroidery patterns again?"

"No."

"I'm scared to death. I thought you took on another embroidery job without telling me."

"It's so funny that I, Zhou Banxia, ​​only know how to embroider."

That's not to say, although you are not a master of calligraphy and painting, can someone like you who can fake it still draw two strokes?
so close. He almost said it, but Gu Wenxuan quickly responded, "Who said that? My wife is so good at it, so I can only draw. Why did you suddenly think of painting?"

"Don't ask. Just ask. There are too many houses and it's expensive to buy calligraphy and painting. I want to do it myself."

"Isn't there Mr. Mo Bao?"

"Those are for hanging in the main hall." Looking at the few strokes of his paintings, Zhou Banxia frowned, "What I painted cannot be considered elegant."

"If you are modest, you will not be good at oil painting."

"It's not modesty." Alas, I'm rusty after all. Fortunately, I still feel comfortable with embroidery. It's not a problem if I take a break for two or three years.

"Are you going to draw that, Three Friends of Suihan?"

"Correct."

"Are you going to paint pine trees?"

"Regressed."

"Oh no, it's just a few strokes."

"Ah."

Come on, I've lost my temper. I can't ask anymore. If I ask, I'll be rejected. Gu Wenxuan immediately silenced himself and quickly retreated behind Zhou Banxia to continue watching.

Needless to say, I have really regressed. It is far inferior to the smooth brush I used when I painted the painting Three Friends of Suihan the year before last.

Strange things.

When I drew that embroidery pattern before, weren't there pine trees? Yes, where is the original painting of Three Friends of Suihan? Gu Wenxuan began to think hard.

sweat!
It was a coincidence that his father met his mother—coincidence added to coincidence.

It was placed in the storage room on the second floor and disappeared together with other authentic calligraphy and paintings. I should have known better than to put it there. I could have put it anywhere.

After returning to his senses, he looked again and saw that Zhou Banxia was engrossed in painting at this time. He seemed to have regained his feeling and was getting more and more comfortable. Gu Wenxuan couldn't help but secretly celebrate.

Fortunately.

If it's gone, it's gone. This time I won't be reluctant to hang it in the study room no matter what. I will hang it on the wall as soon as the painting is finished and framed!
"Rokuro!...Rokuro, Rokuro, are you in the house?"

Who was yelling, almost frightening his wife.

Just as he was thinking that the calligraphy and paintings made by Zhou Banxia were also missing, Gu Wenxuan suddenly heard someone calling him at the top of his voice outside.

It didn’t matter if he shouted or he could whisper first and then louder, but he kept shouting so loudly at the beginning that his wife shivered, “Snoring, snoring, snoring, you can’t be scared.”

"Fuck you." Zhou Banxia reminded with a suppressed smile, "Response quickly. Who is this? I can't tell who the voice is. How can I get back to the concierge? I don't even need to report."

Gu Wenxuan also thought about when outsiders came and left at his house. It was outrageous, but how dare the concierge dare to leave without closing the door?
Not really, probably...

"Silang, it's Gu Silang."

Think of it together!

Only we didn't pay attention to the outside. Just when the concierge came in to announce Shiro's arrival, he met his sister-in-law. Shiro's wife was there, and Shiro entered the inner courtyard.

"Respond quickly. Regardless of whether it's him or not, he's obviously at home. I'll tell you later that you're deliberately putting on airs and ignoring me. Speed ​​up."

"Why are you urging me?" Gu Wenxuan glanced at her sideways, "Let's paint your picture and worry about you. Will I, Gu Wenxuan, be afraid that people will say I'm putting on airs?
It scared my wife, okay, okay, stop staring, I yelled, cover your ears. Take a breath first, exhale, hey, who is it, I’m going out right now, wait a moment, I’m going out now! "

"Who else? It's me, your fourth brother. Why are you hiding in the house? You haven't come out for a long time. Come out quickly. I have something urgent to do with you. If you don't come out, I'll go in."