"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

"This mad cursive... actually has its own style?"

"What?"

The little boy was even more curious, and his eyes moved back and forth from his grandfather's face and the wild cursive under the camera.

"After first looking, it looks like Zhang Xu's madness, but when you look closely, it's a little different. Zhang Xu's madness is sprinting around, changing, and extremely strange and volatile things. This is consistent, but..."

However, the cursive script in Tang Shu's works, except for the arrogant, does not lose its rules, and every bit of it has rules.

"That's weird, weird, I actually saw a little restrained under this crazy cursive?"

"Restricted? How can cursive and restrained appear at the same time?"

The little boy felt that there was something wrong with his grandfather's eyes.

Calligraphy is really a mysterious art, especially cursive script. Writers are often passionate and completed in an excited state. Readers can feel a certain emotion vaguely from the ink traces.

But restrained...

Can you understand it in cursive?

This is even more mysterious.

Old Bai said nothing, staring at the pen in front of him with thoughtful thoughts.

In the live broadcast room, Tang Shu had finished writing Li Taibai's wine and put his seal in the lower left corner.

【...】

【Damn, this cursive script is so amazing!】

[The writing is sharp, I seem to have experienced the boundless heroic spirit of Li Taibai when writing poetry...]

[He is full of energy, but he still feels rational. Hey? What the hell are I talking about???]

[I am convinced that cursive script can be written like this!]

【Don't, the calligraphy I submitted is crazy cursive, this is simply incomparable--]

[I write regular script. Although it is not the same type,... forget it, I won't compare.]

【Damn, I lost again!】

【Sorry, I'm disturbing.】

【Sorry, I've disturbed 1】

......

Faced with a series of "I lost", the old fans are already unable to complain.

【He pretended again.】

[As expected, don't yell, our fans must have quality.]

【Well, isn’t this normal situation?】

【Normal, it’s so normal, think about that cat, although she is not at the same level as these hundred challengers...】

Challengers: "..."

I'm sure you are connoting me, but I'm powerless to refute it. After all... I've lost, who can guarantee who is better than who?

Just when everyone refreshed the second time "I lost", the live broadcast interface suddenly stopped moving.

After pausing for more than ten seconds, there was still no movement. Many netizens discovered this problem.

"Hey? Why don't you move? What's going on?"

"It's stuck!"

"I can't click on the comment area anymore. Is my home out of the internet?"

"...Brother, it's not that our dormitory is out of the internet, I can't open it even if I use my own traffic!"

At this moment, in a university dormitory, several boys looked at each other with one cell phone.

OK, it turns out that it is not that the campus network is unstable, but that the live broadcast room is indeed stuck.

***

Live broadcast backstage.

Several staff members had just installed a borrowed server and turned to look at the data. When their eyes fell on the number of people in Sheyuyu's live broadcast room, they stopped moving.

"...Damn it! When will it reach 17 million people???"

"It's overloaded!"

"Crash, collapse?!"

The manager in charge leaned his back against the chair and said blankly, "It's broken."

The interface is completely unmoved, and this situation has lasted for a whole minute. What isn’t this called collapse?

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Server: Sorry, I collapsed.
Chapter completed!