Chapter 63 Writing a poem, every word weighs a thousand pounds (please subscribe)

Author: Must persevere

Chapter 63 Writing a poem, every word weighs a thousand pounds (please subscribe)

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully preaching, reputation value +1000"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully preaching, reputation value +1000"

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On the way to the office building following Fu Qinglian and the others, Su Yang suddenly heard the voice in his mind that his reputation was worth it.

It should be the lecture he gave just now, where he taught students their homework and solved their doubts, and imparted knowledge of Taoist culture.

"Taoist Master, in class just now, I saw that you wrote the word 'Tao' with a master's style. I wonder if you also know something about calligraphy?"

Holding an umbrella and walking in the rain, Fu Qinglian recalled the blackboard written by Su Yang in the class just now, especially the word "Tao", which made him deeply moved.

In addition, he has been immersed in calligraphy for more than ten years. After seeing that Su Yang's calligraphy is so excellent, he naturally wanted to ask for advice.

"calligraphy?"

Su Yang nodded: "I know a thing or two about this."

In fact, Su Yang practiced calligraphy for several years in his previous life. Not to mention how superb his writing was, he still reached an ordinary level.

After all, words are like faces, and the words written are like a person's face. Although Su Yang himself is handsome, Su Yang still practices calligraphy in his spare time.

After receiving the Tao Te Ching this time, Su Yang clearly felt that not only was his Taoist culture more profound, but his talents had also increased.

When I just wrote the word "Tao" on the blackboard, the majestic Tao rhyme was the best proof.

"That just so happens. I'm also interested in calligraphy. There are also four treasures of the study in the office. Why don't we discuss it together?"

"good."

At Fu Qinglian's invitation, Su Yang, Zou Pingcheng and other leaders went upstairs and entered the principal's office.

The place is not big, but it is well-organized and extremely delicate.

On the desk in the middle are the four treasures of the study, pens, inks, paper and inkstones prepared in advance.

"Taoist Priest, please come."

Fu Qinglian smiled and made an inviting gesture, indicating that Su Yang could come forward and write as he pleased. Anyway, everything was ready.

In fact, Fu Qinglian had already arranged this link when Su Yang was giving lectures. After all, the weather is unfriendly now, with a violent storm outside, making it obviously unrealistic to visit the school.

In addition, during class, Fu Qinglian saw that Su Yang's handwriting was majestic and majestic, so he planned to invite him to write calligraphy together.

Su Yang also saw that these were all arranged by Fu Qinglian in advance, so he went straight to the desk without being polite.

But before Su Yang could get the brush, Fu Qinglian and Zou Pingcheng were laying out paper and holding inkstones.

"Taoist Priest, please wait a moment and I will grind the ink for you."

"I'll wash the pen."

The two of them started preparing for Su Yang in an orderly manner.

The other old professors were stunned by this, and looked at each other in amazement.

You know, one is the principal and the other is the head of the Chinese department, which has a very high status in the school. They usually give him two ink lessons.

But now, these two people turned around to help a Taoist priest, a young Taoist priest who was only in his early twenties.

But looking back, several people felt that it was excusable. They all listened to Su Yang's lecture just now. It can be said that they had a enlightenment and benefited a lot.

No matter which point it is, it is explained clearly and logically, and Su Yang has unique insights into many truths. It can be said that his knowledge is as profound as the ocean.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were also aware of their status in the school, and couldn't help but be surprised to see them personally helping Su Yang.

"Are these two old men so skilled?"

"You can tell at this glance that this person must have been studying calligraphy for many years. I've seen a lot of calligraphy skills done by old men."

"Eh? What kind of writing brush is there? It's quite pretty."

"Not only is it beautiful, it's also very expensive. The one on the left is a red sandalwood-carved dragon and phoenix brush, worth 500,000, and the one in the middle is also worth a lot... The last one is an ivory-carved grape squirrel brush, with precious materials, exquisite carvings, and auspicious meanings.

, plus it was handed down from the Ming Dynasty, it is undoubtedly the most expensive among them, 3 million!"

As soon as this barrage came out, there was a wave of questions in the live broadcast room.

"Damn it, it's so expensive? Isn't it worth so much if it's made of gold?"

"It can't be a fake, right? How can a writing brush be so expensive? It's worth my entire apartment."

"It costs four to five million to buy this set of equipment? Are there any cheaper ones?"

"Yes, that rice paper is cheap, about a thousand yuan a piece."

"Principal Fu, do you still need a son? I know how to run home when it rains, and I know how to eat when I'm hungry. He's easy to raise."

After Fu Qinglian studied the ink for more than ten minutes, he said: "Taoist Priest, okay, please."

"Thank you."

If it takes time to learn calligraphy, Su Yang will definitely lose to the group of old leaders in front of him, but this does not mean that his calligraphy is worse than them.

Do the Tao Te Ching inscriptions in my mind have an auxiliary effect?

Su Yang looked at the rice paper and after thinking for a moment, he had an idea in his mind.

Lift the pen, dip it in ink, and put the pen down with your wrist hanging.

I saw that between the dragons and snakes, the big characters with flying dragons and phoenixes appeared one by one, which were the warnings in the "Book of Changes" that he had read in class.

"Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement!"

"The terrain is good, and a gentleman carries his wealth with kindness!"

In the previous class, Su Yang only read it out and had limited experience. But this time, when everyone saw these two written warnings with their own eyes.

I just feel my brain roaring, as if I am in another world, where everything is revived, the grass grows upward regardless of obstacles, the trees grow strong, the eagle spreads its wings, and everything is constantly fighting for their own lives and self-improvement.

When everyone suddenly woke up from the world of words, they felt that their whole bodies were full of power.

"Taoist Priest, I understand!"

"Good, good words, good poetry!"

After everyone came back to their senses, they were all amazed and shocked in their hearts.

Fu Qinglian's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his whole person became more energetic and energetic.

Just when Fu Qinglian reached out to hold up the rice paper and appreciate it, he found that he couldn't get it.

The smile on Fu Qinglian's face paused, and a hint of doubt appeared.

"Um?"

When he was confused, Fu Qinglian picked up the rice paper with both hands and lifted it. However, the rice paper remained motionless, as if it weighed a thousand kilograms.

His move attracted the attention of others.

"Old Fu, what's wrong?"

"My hands are slippery and I can't pick it up? How about I help you?"

At this time, Su Yang smiled and shook his head: "You can't lift it."

"???"

Everyone looked at each other with doubts and questions.

It’s just a piece of paper, can’t it be lifted?

Even if you bring a thousand pieces of paper like this, I can carry them. How could I not be able to lift even one piece of paper?

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Su Yang had no choice but to let them test it one by one.

"Hey, I want to see if this piece of rice paper can become heavier just because I wrote a few words on it?"

After an old professor tried several times to no avail, the others even frowned.

"Lao Zhou, what's going on? Your acting skills are a bit exaggerated."

Under the questioning, the professor seemed to understand Su Yang's feelings before. He didn't say much and just asked him to come forward and try.

After a while, after everyone tried it again, they all looked at Su Yang in astonishment, with disbelief written on their faces.

Su Yang explained slowly and without haste: "This is a word worth a thousand pounds!"

Thanks to the two bosses [Half a Cup of Jiangjiu] and [Baozai] for the reward, thank you!
Chapter completed!