God Level Star System

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Zhang Yu’s face was relaxed and he quickly finished writing the pen, then dipped in the ink, and then smashed the pen on the edge of the ring... followed by Anna, Lange, who said, “I am now teaching you to write your name. Anna! I am optimistic!" Then, pick up the pen and write the word Anna under the rice on the table.

When Jiang Chenxi saw Zhang Yu finish writing, his eyes immediately lit up... As a Chinese, how could he not know the level of Zhang Yu’s writing? It’s so good that it’s not there!

From the very beginning, Jiang Chenxi did not think that Zhang Yu’s words were actually written so beautifully, even better than the model of the top-level copybook. It is simply pleasing to the eye!

Anna? Lange certainly does not know how Zhang Yu wrote... But in any case, she is also a student of art majors. From the line of this strange text, it is definitely a uniform proportion, a beautiful posture, a look I know that this must be a very good word.

Tyrone Rogers is a professor at the Hungarian National Academy of Fine Arts. He is also a famous master of painting in Europe. Although he does not know the words written by Zhang Yu, he has already heard that Chinese characters still have certain pictographs. style of. At the moment, these two words will know that the proportions are well-proportioned and the fonts are beautiful. Just saying that this structure and skill are not ordinary people can practice in three days and two days.

Anna? Lange looked at the strange font carefully. Although she didn't know it, she knew that it was her own name. She also had a little impulse in her heart. I wanted to try it out. Can I write Chinese characters? Thinking of this, excitedly said: "Can I try it?"

"Of course!" Zhang Yu smiled and handed the brush to the other party, followed by giving up the position, and then telling the other party how to write to write Chinese is reasonable.

Anna? Lange is also a very intelligent person. After hearing the detailed explanation of Zhang Yu, he quickly touched the feeling of writing in Chinese. She said that she is also a student of art, and she still feels a little bit about the lines.

Anna? Lange quickly began to learn to write the first Chinese characters of his life... Chinese characters seem simple, but it is definitely not easy to write, let alone the first time. Under the guidance of Zhang Yu, she managed to finish her name. It was not so strong when she wrote it, but after writing it, she found it to look particularly awkward. Especially next to it, there are two nearly perfect reference objects. It is even more ugly to put them together. It is not like what you have written.

Anna Lange looked at the two twists and turns, and the heart was depressed. To say how you are also the origin of art, how can you write your name so ugly, compared with the two words of people, it is not a standard!

Roy Foster said with a smile: "Anna! Your name does not seem to be written very well! Look at what Zhang Yu wrote, you are like a primary school student who just went to elementary school."

"Hehehehehe!" The people around him heard that they all laughed.

Anna? Lange heard the words mad, and looked uncomfortable: "Uncle Joe Roy! This is simply two things! He grew up writing Chinese. I grew up writing Hungarian. We Two than Chinese, it is simply not fair. If I want him to be more Hungarian than me, would he dare to compare with me? I will fix him in minutes!"

"Hehehehehe!" The people around heard this and smiled.

Roy Foster shook his head with a smile and said: "That may not be! Do you forget that Zhang Yu is also Hungarian?"

Anna? Lange heard the words of not cutting: "I will say! It does not mean that I will write. I also speak English. Does it mean that I am an English calligraphy master?"

Roy Foster heard this and smiled at Zhang Yu and said: "Zhang! Do you dare to compare with Hannah than Anna?"

Zhang Yu heard a smile and said: "Try it! But I wrote in Hungarian, I may not be able to compare Miss Anna."

Anna? Lange heard a smile and said: "You can have self-knowledge just fine! Even if you can, you can learn it!" After that, look at his brother again, said: "Allen! Go help me. Find a pen."

Allen? Lange rushed back and heard a pen coming to her sister.

Anna? Lange took the pen that the younger brother took, and wrote a line on the paper in Hungarian. "The sun is life, the poetry is bright, and the optimistic person will always be young."

The people around watched Anna read the words and immediately nodded... These people have some opinions on literature and music, and naturally know what is good and what is bad. Especially Nicole, looking at her daughter's words so well, is also very happy.

After Anna Lange finished writing, she put down her pen and looked at her work with satisfaction. Then he smiled and turned to look at the people around him. "How do you think I wrote?"

Allen Lange admired the words: "Sister! Your words are still written so good. Have a chance to teach me well? At school they laughed at my ugly words!"

Anna? Lange smiled and said: "You have to take more time to play the game, I believe that people have already changed."

Paul Lange frowned and said: "Anna! Even if your words are ok, you must learn to be modest. Don't you know that modesty is a virtue?"

Anna? Lange seems to be used to this kind of words ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a face does not matter: "Word can not say so! Even if I want to be modest, then I have to write well! To be modest. If written Not good, what is the use of virtue?"

"You!" Paul? Lange's arrogance about this daughter is no longer awkward.

Anna? Lange looked at Zhang Yu again and said: "Now change you! If you don't have a pen, you can use my pen to write. To be honest! Your Chinese pen is too bad! I am really wondering why the Chinese should use such troublesome things to write! This is not the worse the writing." After that, I feel that the pen is placed on the paper with some kindness.

Zhang Yu smiled and took the pen to the side, followed by picking up his own brush... Anna? Lange saw Zhang Yu did not appreciate, and snorted unhappy.

Zhang Yu picked up the pen and paused. The thoughts in his mind turned, and then he began to write in Hungarian. "It’s like the summer flower, the death is like the autumn leaves. If you cry because you lost the sun, then you will also Lost stars."

"No! Really fake! How is it written so well!"

The people around me looked at the seemingly magical verse on the paper, which was quiet and audible.