Chapter 1168: When the wind is about to rise 1

"If life is not serious, it is equivalent to squandering time!"

"Okay, since that's the case, that kid will be ugly." As he said that, Xiang Yufeng came to the prepared pen, ink, and paper inkstone.

Close your eyes, the article "The King's Way" that I have read for countless times suddenly appeared clearly in Xiang Yufeng's mind.

If you want to complete a great calligraphy work, the brush style, brush style, brush style, brush style, brush style are inseparable, and it is also a reflection of the calligrapher's talent and cultivation. Xiang Yufeng's talent in this area, like his grandfather, was cultivated by his acquired love for calligraphy. The reason why Xiang Yufeng liked Zhang Xu was not only because of the other person's crazy bones, but also inseparable from Zhang Xu's pursuit of natural artistic conception and style.

Open his eyes and looked at Zhou Yuwei who had raised his head and secretly looked at him. He smiled slightly. The hair of the sheep that was full of ink flew up like the flowing water of the rice paper, with bits of ink and brush strokes. The kingly text gradually jumped up on the rice paper under Xiang Yufeng's stroke. The layman watched the excitement and the expert looked at the tricks. For those young masters and princesses in the VIP room who did not understand calligraphy or had a little knowledge of calligraphy, their eyes were naturally fixed on the paper. For Ge Longsheng and the old man in the Tang suit, their eyes were placed on the man of Xiang Yufeng and his body.

The reason why Zhang Xu called him crazy is not because of his calligraphy, but also because of his calligraphy style and the feeling of freedom on his body. It was like hitting a spring on the mountain, and the fresh spring water instantly sprayed into the sky from the springs. Seeing Xiang Yufeng's rich body language, the old man in Tang suit couldn't help but nodded repeatedly, and Ge Longsheng gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

When Xiang Yufeng was waving ink, there was no sound in the VIP room. Everyone in Hu held Hu's breath and locked her eyes firmly on Xiang Yufeng and the pen and paper in his hands. Zhou Yuwei was still sitting aside, as if Hu didn't care about what was happening here, but her eyes that looked at her secretly betrayed her.

Looking at the man, looking at the man's face, and looking at the seriousness he had never seen before in that face, Zhou Yuwei's heart couldn't help but jump. The word charming did not only belong to women. It turns out that men can be so charming when they become serious. Zhou Yuwei only glanced at it and could no longer look away. Chen Ziyang, who was sitting next to Zhou Yuwei, naturally took her expression in her eyes.

Chen Ziyang's fists couldn't help but hold them tightly together. From childhood to adulthood, no matter where he was, he was the absolute focus. He felt what neglected and what a supporting role was for the first time. At this moment, he was just a small supporting role standing next to the protagonist. This feeling made Chen Ziyang's heart burst into flames. If it weren't for the character he had cultivated for a long time, he might have exploded. And he knew that even if he did what he did now, he would probably not be able to get it. After all, the red-haired man is the protagonist here now.

"Complete." With Xiang Yufeng's last stroke, the book "The King's Way" that was circulated by Zhang Xu officially appeared in front of everyone.

The old man Tang Hua took a step forward and grabbed the book sticker in front of him. He silently said to the book sticker in front of him. After his silence lasted for a period of time, he finally broke out.

"Okay, okay" the two good words that the old man in Tang clothing said were not loudly praise, but in a sigh, the old man in Tang clothing moved Xiang Yufeng from the book. He looked at Xiang Yufeng up and down, stared at Xiang Yufeng, and stared at the young man who shocked him. If it weren't for seeing with his own eyes, if it weren't for the ink trace that had not yet dried up, Tang clothing could not imagine that such a calligraphy work was in the hands of a young man.

"Dalong, go and invite Mr. Shishan!" The old man Tang Hua gave an order to the person outside the door.

"Mr. Shishan? Mr. Tang, what you are talking about is referring to."

The old man Tang Hua nodded, then looked at Xiang Yufeng and said, "My friend, tell me, who is your master?"

"Master?" Xiang Yufeng looked at the excited old man in Tang suit and smiled, "Does Tang want to ask, is he a teacher of calligraphy?"

"Of course, otherwise would I ask anything else?" The old man in Tang suit pointed to the calligraphy that was swept by Xiang Yufeng, and said, "The center of this calligraphy is round and elegant, with a straight stroke, but the temperament is grand. The brushwork is vigorous and vigorous, complex and dense, moving, and thick; simple and sparse, quiet and light. The two are transformed and reborn, and the meaning is continuous. If there were no masters and professors, I would probably not be able to write such a work at your current age."

"Haha, Mr. Tang, although I don't know what the thing I wrote is actually seen in your eyes, calligraphy is just a small path. Since it is a small path, there is no need to be too serious."

"Small path?" The old man in Tang looked at Xiang Yufeng with deep eyes and said, "Can you tell me what the avenue is?"

Xiang Yufeng smiled slightly, and was about to speak, the door of the VIP room opened gently, and then a middle-aged man about fifty years old walked in under the guidance of a man in black.

"Mr. Shishan, come and see this calligraphy." The old man in Tang suit saw the middle-aged man, and quickly handed over the book sticker. After looking at the middle-aged man in a few times, his body was shocked. He couldn't help but raise his head, looking at the old man in Tang suit in surprise and said, "Tang."

The middle-aged man had just said the word Tang, but he could no longer say the following words because a strong murderous aura had already pressed against him.

Xiang Yufeng, who had a smile on his face, heard the middle-aged man saying the word Tang, an extremely cold look shot in his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man.

Xiang Yufeng had a cold look with texture and a stunning aura weighing ten thousand pounds, spreading wildly from his body to the surroundings like strong wind, and suddenly bumped into everyone in the room's heart trembled!!

It turned out to be the quiet VIP room, and it was even more silent at this moment. Everyone was looking at Xiang Yufeng quietly. Because they found that the man suddenly changed! It seemed to have become another person!

An extremely tall person who can make everyone's eyes locked tightly on him!
Chapter completed!