The stunning doctor woman favored by the wealthy

Chapter 835

Erica also had the same idea, so she was confident.

Anyway, this kind of ghostly talisman that can't make out what it means can't attract attention and ears like her music. If it's well written, others can't see what's good at all, so it's hard to get any good response. Maybe it's better than a cold scene A little bit.

Erica felt that this should be enough to humiliate Jiang and make her feel ashamed.

Miss Savoy still felt that her violin performance just now was simply a natural sound, which amazed everyone.

No one was telling her the truth, so she remained in her own imagination.

Suxue said she wanted to give it a try, so she stood where Mr. Rick was just now, and asked Miss Xue Lingyun to cut a larger piece of paper for her, and Miss Xue asked softly, "Miss **, is she okay?" I like you, on purpose?"

Su Xue smiled and patted her head: "Yes, so I will play with her."

Miss Xue curled up her small mouth, glanced at Erika unhappily, and cheered up Suxue by the way: "Miss **, you are the best, don't let her succeed!"

"Of course not." Su Xue smiled lightly.

"Ok!"

Xue Lingyun nodded, and was a little worried. Calligraphy is no better than singing and dancing. It can bring direct sensory stimulation to people. It is full of praise, and most people will only say "not bad" lightly.

The chubby teacher Liu stood beside him, as if he asked casually, "Miss Jiang has studied calligraphy for several years."

"It's been a long time, I also grew up in elementary school." Suxue said.

Teacher Liu nodded slightly, expressing that he understood. From elementary school, the basic level is still guaranteed, but this Ms. Jiang is a busy person. If she neglects to practice, she can't say what her current level is.

It is actually extremely difficult to master calligraphy.

Nowadays, young people who study calligraphy will not make progress at a certain level, and most of them are like this.

"But it's really a little rusty, I'll try it first." Su Xue dipped her pen and said.

Principal Fu asked: "What is Miss Jiang planning to write?"

"It's a bit long for a poem." Su Xue said, "So I'll let you wait for a while."

"It's ok."

Everyone expressed their satisfaction. Although the foreign friends could not understand, they still expressed their expectations for Ms. Jiang's calligraphy. In the end, they had to praise her no matter what. This was out of respect for her.

Only Erika watched coldly, but this time she came closer to see Su Xue's writing clearly.

She would like to see what she can write, if the writing is messed up, if the writing is not good, that would be the best, and she can comfort her with a few words.

Su Xue didn't know that she was almost worthless in Erica's heart.

At this moment, she concentrated her breath and closed her eyes slightly, making her whole body sink.

Be quiet, calm down, and enter the state.

Everything in the outside world was abandoned, leaving only the pen in her hand, the paper in front of her, and the poems flowing like spring water in her heart.

Pick up the pen, swipe the brush, neat and graceful.

The tip of the pen seems to fall on the white rice paper, and time seems to stand still at this moment.

In the next second, the wind suddenly surged——

Turning from stillness, as if in a breath, the nib of the pen moves like a dragon, circling forward and backward, everything is amazing, but lifting the wrist is like lifting a weight, without any hindrance, every stroke has a rhythm, sometimes loose, sometimes tight, ink-colored Soaked in rice paper, iron book silver hooks, one by one vertically down, really floating like clouds, like a dragon swimming, it is amazing.

Watching Su Xue write calligraphy is really a kind of enjoyment.

"And Chunshan loves to laugh, my journey will be farther tomorrow..."

The people around didn't even care to take a breath, for fear of breaking the momentum of flowing water and clouds, wishing that it would fly down three thousand feet, and the tip of the pen would go on endlessly.

It's really done in one go...

She couldn't hold her breath anymore, so the melon eaters covered their mouths and took a little breath, for fear of disturbing her.

The mouths of the students were all opened into little eggs, dumbfounded.

This is the first time I know that writing calligraphy can still be so handsome, elegant and unrestrained, with an amazing momentum...

One pen can be famous all over the world.

Such an atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)