Goddess of the giant dragon

Du Yunfei and Murong Xuechan naturally had no objections.

But Du Muyuan was very opinionated, and said coquettishly: "Huo Yanqing, do you want to show your sincerity, or your talent? In front of my brother, do you dare to play tricks?"

"Yuanyuan, my cousin is a professional in painting and calligraphy. It's okay to show off. Besides, I really want to give my cousin and sister-in-law a gift. I flew more than 4000 miles by plane just to show my sincerity. "

There is a large sea yellow pear wood desk, which is suitable for playing Go, and also suitable for dancing and writing.

Huo Yanqing put the rice paper on the special felt for calligraphy, brewing with a chuckle, suddenly looked at Du Yunfei and Murong Xuechan, envied Du Yunfei for having such a beautiful wife in his heart, and said: "I can write in regular script, cursive script, official script and seal script." Good at, which font do you like best?"

"Since you are good at it, cousin, let's choose any font."

Du Yunfei has been practicing calligraphy under the guidance of his adoptive father Du Zhigao since he was a child. With his own understanding of calligraphy, he won many awards in middle school and college.

Not long ago, he got the Taoist inheritance, and the Taoist talents included calligraphy and painting. From that moment on, Du Yunfei's understanding of calligraphy and painting became deeper.

From Murong Xuechan's point of view, Kaixing, cursive, official and seal script are very good, so it is possible that they are not very good at them.

Huo Yanqing began to write calligraphy.

The posture is very correct, and the font of Oukai is displayed-happiness and happiness, a good relationship for a hundred years.

Then there is the inscription in Xingkai font, and I can't forget to stamp it.

"Carry the seal with you, there is no other way, I have many friends, and almost every day there are people who ask me for words." Huo Yanqing said with a look of intoxication, he was very satisfied with the display of his talent just now.

Several people are looking at this work.

Du Hongzhou: "Yanqing, it's not bad. Your regular script attainments have improved again. Your handwriting is suspected of being a cursive style, but who said it's not art? Keep practicing and hopefully catch up with your father."

Zhou Yuerong: "Yanqing, your regular script is really good, with rigorous rules, good stippling, and good calligraphy."

Zhou Yueling and Huo Yingcai were of course very happy that their son was praised, but in Huo Yingcai's view, this word seemed a bit dull, lacking in creativity and spirituality. If it was used in a competition, it would probably be an excellent award at best.If it is a competition with a very high gold content, it may be difficult for this kind of work to be shortlisted.

Du Hongzhou looked at his son and daughter-in-law, and said, "Xiaofan, Xuechan, what do you think of Yanqing's characters?"

Du Yunfei: "It's okay."

Murong Xuechan: "It's pretty pretty."

Huo Yanqing sighed softly: "You don't understand calligraphy at first glance, and the evaluation you give is neither salty nor bland. Just this calligraphy, won the national competition, it must be the first prize, and it may even be the special prize. .”

Du Yunfei couldn't help frowning. If the director of the judges and all the judges were not blind, it would be extremely difficult for this kind of word to win a prize in the national competition.

Huo Yingcai is a master of painting and calligraphy, and his attainment is not known to be much higher than that of Huo Yanqing. His own calligraphy rarely wins the first prize in the country, and he has never seen the shadow of the special prize.

Huo Yingcai couldn't listen any longer, and said sullenly: "Yanqing, young people must be calm and not too impetuous. Even if your calligraphy attainments have improved again, you can't be so proud."

Then, Huo Yingcai's eyes fell on Du Yunfei's face, and he said with a smile, "Yuanyuan said that you are also good at calligraphy, is it true?"

"A little bit." Du Yunfei said modestly.

"Today is the day of family reunion, why don't you write a letter for everyone to appreciate." Huo Yingcai said.

"Ok."

Facing the whole family, Du Yunfei could only agree.

Murong Xuechan said: "Cousin Huo Yanqing has already given us a picture, why don't you give him a picture too?"

"Alright."

Du Yunfei looked at Huo Yanqing, "What content do you like, I will write it to you."

"I like a lot of content, but I just don't know, cousin, is your writing valuable for collection?" Huo Yanqing smiled contemptuously.

"You look down on my brother too much, my brother is more talented than you!" Du Muyuan was very upset, and kicked Huo Yan's green skin in public.

Not only did Huo Yanqing lose his temper, he even had to pretend to be hurt by being kicked, so as not to usher in a second kick.

"Yuanyuan, cousin finally flew to Haizhou, you are going to kick me back to Jiangnan." Huo Yanqing seemed to be in pain.

Zhou Yueling and Huo Yingcai are also very short-tempered. This is the eldest lady of the Du family, who can provoke her?

Du Muyuan didn't bother to talk to Huo Yanqing. When she looked at Du Yunfei, her eyes were very warm, and the corner of her mouth was a soft smile: "Brother, I suggest you write a cursive work."

"Since Yuanyuan likes to read cursive, I will write cursive." Du Yunfei said with a smile.

The content is what Huo Yanqing said-Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent, a fair lady, a gentleman is a good man.

First, Murong Xuechan's beauty stimulated him, and he really wanted to show his love for beautiful women.

Secondly, Huo Yanqing felt that there are a few words in it that are not so easy to deal with, and are prone to failures, just to make Du Yunfei look ugly.

Another piece of rice paper was spread on the felt, and it was time for Du Yunfei to show off his talent.

Du Yunfei looked calm, but Qiao Yan and Murong Xuechan were a little nervous, afraid that Du Yunfei's performance would not be so good.

Du Yunfei flicked his brush, showing a very elegant cursive.

"Pretty!"

Huo Yingcai, a master of calligraphy and painting, was the first to shout out, "It's done in one go, astonishing, handsome and elegant, full of personal characteristics, this is a fine cursive!"

Du Hongzhou himself doesn't know how to write calligraphy very well, but he knows how to appreciate calligraphy, and was even recruited by the Haizhou Calligraphy Association to be a judge. Of course, the other party asked for sponsorship.

So Du Hongzhou not only wanted to be a judge, but also to present awards to the winning calligraphers.

In Du Hongzhou's opinion, Xiaofan's cursive work is quite wonderful, almost the most elegant cursive work he has ever seen.

As a father, Du Hongzhou did not praise his son lavishly in front of his relatives, but just nodded with a smile.

Huo Yingcai began to praise Du Yunfei's words again: "This should be a feeling I have been pursuing for a long time. The processing of individual characters and the entire length of the text have been extremely good. I have not been able to reach this state for so many years. I finally saw it with my own eyes today."

"Yingcai, you are too willing to praise Xiaofan. You are a master of calligraphy and painting, how can Xiaofan's calligraphy compare with yours?" Zhou Yuerong said modestly, but what she thought in her heart was that my son Xiaofan is very talented.

"Xiaofan's handwriting is really better than mine. Maybe 20 years later, when I am close to 80 years old, I will be able to catch up with Xiaofan's level today. Or, this is a realm that I will never be able to reach in my whole life."

Huo Yingcai actually shed tears.

Both Zhou Yueling and Huo Yanqing were dumbfounded.

Mr. Huo's naughty side was revealed, and he suddenly raised the picture: "Is it really that good? Let me take a closer look!"

"Cousin, you just lack practice!" Du Muyuan didn't like Huo Yanqing's face very much, and kicked his ass again.

Huo Yanqing didn't even bother to cooperate with Du Muyuan, and kept staring at the calligraphy. After all, he is a person who knows calligraphy, and he found a kind of spirit in this calligraphy.

A kind of spirit that he can't describe, but can make his heart surge.

"Cousin, your handwriting is better than mine."

Huo Yanqing conceded defeat, and hurriedly said, "Sign it up, stamp it, I want to keep it for collection."

After Du Yunfei signed it, he smiled awkwardly: "I didn't bring the seal, so I can't stamp it today. Anyway, it's a gift between family members, so don't be too strict."

"Brother Xiaofan, don't you want this painting to be famous forever?" Huo Yanqing exclaimed.

Du Yunfei was slightly stunned, then shook his head, thinking, I seem to be able to write good words that will last forever.