My wife is on the show, I can't hide it anymore

"The Xunyang River sees off the guests at night, and the maple leaves and grasses rustle in autumn.

The master dismounts and the guest is in the boat, raising wine and wanting to drink, but there is no orchestra.”

Since Guan Songlin participated in this program, he has been very depressed.

Today, I was finally able to show my superhuman side, so I chose "Pipa Xing" with a lot of words without hesitation to show off my calligraphy skills.

But I have to say that Guan Songlin's calligraphy still has two brushes.

Although it is not as good as a professional master, it can be regarded as entering the door of calligraphy.

It took nearly ten minutes for Guan Songlin to write all of "Pipa Xing".

Looking at his own work, Guan Songlin nodded in satisfaction, then smiled proudly at everyone, and then walked back slowly.

"Teacher Guan's calligraphy is not bad."

Du Kang, the person in charge, couldn't help but admire.

He thought that these celebrities didn't have much research on calligraphy, but he didn't expect that Guan Songlin, who was the first, gave him a big surprise.

Several other guests also echoed a few perfunctory words, which made the arrogance on Guan Songlin's face even more extreme.

Next is Lin Hua.

Lin Hua's calligraphy is very ordinary, but he wrote a poem "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" in a well-regulated manner.

"The moon is setting, the sky is covered with black crows and frost is all over the sky, Jiang Feng Yuhuo is facing Mianmian.

Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bells to the passenger ship. "

Du Kang was also very satisfied with Lin Hua's handwriting, at least he could read it.

But following the performance of the Cangyue group and the Huaifan group, people were a little bit overwhelmed.

Cang Yue's combination is okay, at least they can understand what is written.

But the two of Yufan's combination couldn't even hold a brush, let alone write.

The written words are like chicken crawling, which cannot be seen at all.

The faces of everyone present became extremely awkward, for fear that they would not be able to help but laugh out loud.

"It's really embarrassing to show ugliness to everyone.

I have been living abroad these years, and I rarely write.

Not to mention writing brush characters, even normal characters are very unfamiliar.

However, after these few days of practice, I have developed a great interest in both calligraphy and poetry.

In the future, I will definitely study hard and spread calligraphy and poetry, so that more people can understand their charm. "

Facing everyone's teasing eyes, Li Yifan's mouth showed a subtle smile.

In fact, he could have chosen to refuse this link.

But he suddenly thought of an excellent way to improve his image by writing poems this time.

He is a foreigner, so it is normal to write ugly with a brush, right?
What's more, which of the young people can still write calligraphy? His current level is already considered good.

This time, he took the initiative to admit his lack of level, and then expressed his love for traditional culture.

I believe that many simple-minded netizens will have a good impression of him.

"Li Yifan's move was obviously planned in advance. He is indeed a top player who can fight from thousands of troops. He really can seize the opportunity."

Zheng Yan said that he really learned.

Li Yifan's operation not only resolved the embarrassment of poor handwriting, but also expressed his own ideas.

What a must!

And Wang Chuan's face was very ugly.

At first he didn't want to participate in the poetry writing process, but Li Yifan kept persuading him, saying that it didn't matter if everyone wrote poorly.

Wang Chuan thought that he was not a professional calligrapher, so he shouldn't be ridiculed for almost writing.

And with Li Yifan, who was even worse than him, as his companion, he reluctantly agreed in the end.

I didn't expect Li Yifan to be so insidious, he made a set of rhetoric to give himself money, which completely resolved everyone's teasing.

It means that now he is the only one left as a clown, which is too uncomfortable.

Next came Qian Xichun.

Qian Xichun didn't know calligraphy either, but under Zheng Yan's teaching, he made an impromptu assault for a long time.

"Last night, the rain was dredging and the wind was violent, and I was so drunk that I couldn't drink the wine,

I tried the questionnaire, but Dao Haitang remained the same.

Do you know?It should be green, fat, red and thin. "

The poem written by Qian Xichun was Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream Order - The Rain and Wind Sudden Last Night".

Du Kang also patted twice perfunctorily, but his eyes were somewhat disappointed.

Except for Guan Songlin who gave him a surprise at the beginning today, the calligraphy of the other guests is very poor.

If it weren't for him remembering that the leader asked for the words of several celebrities to attract tourists, and he is still recording the show now.

He really wanted to shake his hands and leave, so that he would be out of sight for nothing.

Finally, it was time for Zheng Yan to play.

"Then I'll write "Bamboo Stone"."

Zheng Yan took the lead in telling what he was about to write.

But the others didn't have any expectations on their faces.

After the performances of the previous guests, everyone felt that Zheng Yan's calligraphy must be similar to theirs.

However, the expressions of Li Yifan and Wang Chuan changed rapidly.

The song they are going to write in the future is "Bamboo Stone", maybe they will collide with Zheng Yan.

"It doesn't matter, this time I invited Mr. Hu who is as famous as Huang Weili.

With Mr. Hu around, Zheng Yan chose the same poem as us, he would only be asking for his own death! "

Li Yifan recovered quickly, and there was a trace of longing in his eyes.

Mr. Hu is not only a famous poet, but also a great composer. In recent years, he has written countless classic works about poetry.

If Zheng Yan dares to choose "Bamboo and Stone" this time, he will definitely be hit hard!
Under everyone's pretentious gaze, Zheng Yan moved his pen slowly.

"Stay firm on the green hills and not relax"

"it is good!

The brush strokes are majestic, the postures are endless, and the thickness and thickness are infinitely variable.

Mr. Zheng, your writing is really good! "

Just as Zheng Yan finished writing a sentence, Du Kang's eyes lit up like light bulbs, and countless compliments came out of his mouth.

Everyone else was taken aback by Du Kang's excitement. It was just a word, so there was no need to be so excited.

Guan Songlin, who knew a little about calligraphy, after reading Zheng Yan's handwriting, his complexion quickly turned gray, and he no longer had the pride he had before.

In his eyes, Zheng Yan's words were even stronger than those famous writers he had read just now.

How old is Zheng Yan? He is a top musical instrument and a top composer, and now he has become a master of calligraphy.

This is really too exaggerated!

"The root was originally in the broken rock.

Thousands of blows are still strong,
Let the wind from east to west, north and south! "

Zheng Yan didn't delay, and wrote out the remaining few sentences like a dragon and a snake.

"Ms. Zheng's handwriting is really wonderful, every word is like a steep mountain, extremely vigorous.

Coupled with this song "Bamboo and Stone", it really embodies that kind of tough and straight spirit to the fullest! "

Du Kang couldn't wait to squeeze to the front of the crowd, admiring Zheng Yan's calligraphy fascinatedly.

There was also a hint of surprise on the faces of the others.

Although they didn't know calligraphy, they became inexplicably excited when they saw Zheng Yan's handwriting, and they were full of strength.

"Zheng Yan's strength is really unfathomable, and calligraphy can be written so vividly."

Chen Wenzhong sighed in admiration, and couldn't think of being compared with Zheng Yan anymore.

Yang Weiwei nodded with admiration.

Zheng Yan can be said to be the most perfect person she has ever met in all these years.

If Zheng Yan hadn't been married, she might have thrown herself into her arms.

"Written words are good, but songs are not necessarily good.

Just let Zheng Yan be quiet for a while, and when he is on the field, I must make him look good! "

Li Yifan was going crazy with jealousy, his eyes were bloodshot.

Even if Zheng Yan could write with a calligraphy brush, it would be too unscientific for him to be able to write so well!

And Zheng Yan's strong performance completely covered up the performance that he had worked so hard to think about. It's really hateful!
Lin Hua and Guan Songlin next to each other looked at each other, but they both saw the fear in each other's eyes.

Zheng Yan is really too evil, can they really beat Zheng Yan in the last issue?