God Zun's favor is a little sweet

Chapter 358 Luo Jinmo

Even though he was on his way, Si Chenran would find time to practice calligraphy in addition to his daily spiritual and profound strength training.

That night, she sat by the campfire and practiced calligraphy every day.

The sound of hasty footsteps came, she raised her eyes and saw a handsome young man.

The young man was dressed in Tsing Yi, with gentle eyes.

He took out the Four Treasures of the Study, spread out the rice paper on the boulder beside him, and began to write.

Si Chenran felt that the moment the young man started writing, his whole demeanor changed, with seriousness and excitement in his gentle eyes.

He writes in one go, with agitated strokes, like mountains and rivers when he writes, there is a kind of shock of majestic mountains and rivers.

Although the tip of each character has a sharp edge, it is hidden, and if it is not sharp, it will not lose its strength.

When the words were finished, the young man finally put down his pen and looked at his work with satisfaction.

"Good words!" Si Chenran praised from the side.

The young man's handwriting is majestic and majestic, like a dragon entrenched, or like a tiger lying on its side.His calligraphy is concise and steady, and one can tell at a glance that he has practiced calligraphy since childhood, and every word shows his skills and strength.

"Thank... thank you..." the young man stammered.

Si Chenran smiled and said, "Just tell the truth."

The young man walked up to Si Chenran, looked at her handwriting and said, "You...your handwriting is also...beautiful. The structure is smooth, the wind is handsome, and you are unrestrained, like...a phoenix soaring nine days, flying...a dragon winding meander."

Si Chenran smiled: "Si Chenran in Yuncheng."

"Mo... Cheng... Luo Jinmo." The young man said with difficulty, "Brother...Brother, can you give me a copy of your... Mobao..."

Although Luo Jinmo stuttered, he looked nervous, and he still looked natural after talking so much.

"Choose one, take whichever you like." Si Chenran said generously.

The young man only has words in his eyes, he wants it, but she thinks it's okay to give it away.

As long as people don't dislike it, it's fine.

Luo Jinmo happily chose Si Chenran's words, then sat aside and read her words, without speaking for a long time.

Seeing Luo Jinmo staring at his own words like an old monk in meditation, Si Chenran felt very embarrassed.

Her handwriting has not yet reached the level where young people can take it seriously...

In terms of skills, the young man's level is much higher than hers.

"What he reads is not the words, but the state of mind." Ye Liuguang said to Si Chenran, "Xiao Ran is open-minded and unrestrained, which is a state of mind that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve. You two have different styles, but he is now It will be helpful for him to quickly enter the bottleneck and observe other styles of characters."

Si Chenran said heartily: "Senior Liu Guang, do you think my handwriting has improved?"

Her voice is active, like a child who urgently needs a teacher's praise.

"Xiaoran practiced hard every day, so she made progress."

Si Chenran was satisfied, even she could see that she had improved, but she didn't hear Senior Liu Guang's praise, she always felt that something was missing.

Early the next morning, Si Chenran parted ways with Luo Jinmo because Luo Jinmo was going to look at the stele on the mountain and would not return to Mocheng.

Mocheng is a place full of ink fragrance and bookishness. The cultural heritage here can be seen everywhere, even the roadside stalls and hawkers will read books in their spare time.

After Si Chenran inquired about the registration place of the calligraphy competition, she hurried to the registration place.

But, before she arrived, a tall wolf dog rushed out.

(End of this chapter)