I have a god-level invincible system

Chapter 129 Asking for Calligraphy
After chatting in the living room for a while, Zhao Qianhai dragged Liu Xiaoyuan to his study.

Zhao Qianhai's study was surprisingly large, comparable to the living room. On the walls of the study were some works of ancient calligraphers, as well as several copies of Zhao Qianhai's own works.

There is a large desk in the study, on which there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

"As an old man, I like to get into my study and write a few words when I have nothing to do!" Zhao Qianhai said with a smile.

Liu Xiaoyuan took a look at the bookshelf. The books on the bookshelf were all related to calligraphy. As for the other books, Liu Xiaoyuan really didn't see them.

"Mr. Liu, I, an old man, used to think that no one in China could match thin gold fonts, but after seeing Liu Xiaoyuan's calligraphy, I realized that this old man is like a frog in a well, Yelang is arrogant!"

Zhao Qianhai shook his head while talking, ashamed of his arrogance!
Liu Xiaoyuan thought to himself, no matter how good your copy is, it's still a copy, how can it compare to the original one!

"Old Mr. Zhao, you are too modest, too modest!" Liu Xiaoyuan didn't know how to comfort Zhao Qianhai.

Zhao Qianhai quickly shook his head and said, "I'm not being modest, but telling the truth. Especially those of us who are engaged in calligraphy and painting art, we must have a humble and teachable heart, and we must not be complacent, otherwise it will be difficult to improve to the next level."

After Zhao Qianhai finished speaking, he looked at his student Li Chenggong and said, "Success, did you hear that?"

Li Chenggong nodded respectfully and said: "The students heard it! You must remember the teacher's teachings!"

Liu Xiaoyuan admired Zhao Qianhai's courage from the bottom of his heart. If he were an ordinary person, he would not admit that Liu Xiaoyuan's handwriting was better than that of a long-established calligrapher.

"Mr. Liu, I invited you here today because I want Mr. Liu to guide me, an old man!" Zhao Qianhai asked modestly.

I go!Liu Xiaoyuan is a parallel importer, how can he guide a calligraphy master like Zhao Qianhai.

Fortunately, Liu Xiaoyuan immediately remembered the existence of the god-level invincible system, and immediately asked the system to summon Song Huizong.

"Old Mr. Zhao, you are offending me, I should be the one who asked Mr. Zhao for advice!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.

Zhao Qianhai shook his head and said, "No, no! Mr. Liu, don't be modest. In thin gold, you are indeed better than this old man. This old man sincerely asks you for advice. Please don't refuse, Mr. Liu!"

Now that we've talked about it, if Liu Xiaoyuan refuses, it will be too hypocritical.Isn't it just to teach Shoujin Body, Liu Xiaoyuan summoned Song Huizong anyway, with him as the creator, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Since old Mr. Zhao said so, then I'll do the trick!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhao Qianhai immediately went to the front of the desk and spread the rice paper. Originally, Li Chenggong wanted to help, but was stopped by Zhao Qianhai.

After laying out the rice paper, Zhao Qianhai immediately took the inkstone on the desk and began to grind the ink.

Liu Xiaoyuan took a brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write a traditional Chinese character "Zhao" on the rice paper.

When Zhao Qianhai saw the words on the rice paper, he looked adoring, clapped his hands quickly, and shouted a good word.

Of course it is a good handwriting, which is equivalent to that written by Song Huizong himself.

"Old Mr. Zhao, you must know the characteristics of this thin golden body. It is thin and straight, with a hook for horizontal strokes and a dot for vertical strokes. It is like a dagger, and it is like a cutter. The vertical hook is slender." As Liu Xiaoyuan spoke eloquently, Zhao Qianhai on the side nodded repeatedly, this is exactly the characteristic of a thin golden body.

"Mr. Zhao, let's take this Zhao character as an example. You see, when I close the pen, I gently lift my wrist up. Don't use the strength properly, otherwise it will be out of standard... "

Liu Xiaoyuan took the character Zhao on rice paper as an example, and explained to Zhao Qianhai in detail some things to pay attention to when writing in thin gold script. Zhao Qianhai and Li Chenggong listened attentively, for fear of missing a word.

"Master Liu, listening to your words is better than an old man like me who has closed his doors and built cars for ten years!" Zhao Qianhai has benefited a lot, and involuntarily called Liu Xiaoyuan Master Liu again!
As for Li Chenggong, after hearing this explanation, he has already paid homage to Liu Xiaoyuan, and he almost knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his teacher!
"Old Mr. Zhao, you are flattering me too much. No matter what kind of art you are learning, you need to communicate to make progress!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.

Zhao Qianhai nodded repeatedly and said yes, then took a brush and wrote a traditional Chinese character Zhao on the rice paper. After finishing writing, Zhao Qianhai asked, "Mr. Liu, please correct me!"

Liu Xiaoyuan is not hypocritical, and pointed out the shortcomings of Zhao Qianhai's Zhao character from Song Huizong's eyes!

After Zhao Qianhai listened to the shortcomings pointed out by Liu Xiaoyuan, he was completely convinced, and almost knelt down to call for the teacher.

Later, under Liu Xiaoyuan's guidance, Zhao Qianhai wrote a few more words.

Unknowingly, it was already noon, and Zhao Qianhai's wife knocked on the door of the study and asked them to have lunch.

Zhao Qianhai and Li Chenggong were very surprised when they heard the words. Zhao Qianhai looked at his wife and asked, "Lunch so soon? Didn't you just have breakfast?"

Zhao Qianhai's wife accused: "You are confused when writing and writing. It's already past twelve o'clock!"

Liu Xiaoyuan didn't expect time to pass so quickly. It seems that practicing calligraphy is an easy way to pass the time.

"Oh! Look at me, I'm so busy asking Master Liu to guide you that I've forgotten the time. Come on, Master Liu, let's go to dinner, go to dinner!" Zhao Qianhai looked at the time and patted himself head, then took Liu Xiaoyuan's hand and walked out!
The dishes prepared by Zhao Qianhai's wife are all home-cooked dishes, which are very delicious and suit Liu Xiaoyuan's appetite.

While eating, Zhao Qianhai never forgot to ask Liu Xiaoyuan about calligraphy.

"Grandpa, grandma, I'm back!" While eating, a girl came in and said happily.

When Liu Xiaoyuan heard the sound, he turned his head and saw an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl standing at the door, wearing a white short-sleeved upper body and a black short skirt lower body, with a pair of slender legs exposed to the air.

The girl is very beautiful, with an oval face, bright eyes and white teeth, those big eyes seem to be able to speak, and the neat bangs make the girl look more beautiful.

"Chuchu, you kid didn't say anything in advance when you came back, have you eaten yet?" Zhao Qianhai's wife asked.

"Grandma, don't I want to surprise you two?" Chuchu said, put the schoolbag on her back on the sofa, and then walked over, "I haven't eaten yet. Well, it smells so good, grandma made it The food is delicious."

As Zhao Chuchu said, without washing her hands, she just took the chair and sat down.

"You child, wash your hands quickly!" Zhao Qianhai's wife said dotingly.

"Okay!" Zhao Chuchu nodded and said, before leaving, she picked up a chopsticks dish and put it in her mouth, and said while eating, "The dishes made by grandma are the best!"

(End of this chapter)