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For a moment, Chen Xuan's emotions have accumulated to a very full level.

I saw him pick up the pen and drop the calligraphy.

It looks like an iron book and a silver hook again, with a crown of elegance of the past and the present.

With Chen Xuan falling one by one, Tao Yuan and the two have long been intoxicated.

The brush has become Chen Xuan's vent to express his emotions. Even a few simple words can make up his meaning.

What he wrote is nothing else, but the poem that he wrote yesterday to encourage learning.

The same poem, written with chalk, and written with this brush, have two completely different effects.

When the last sentence of "the young and strong don't work hard, the boss is sad" is written, everyone seems to see a picture, a sad picture of ordinary people who have achieved nothing from a teenager to a white head.

After the last stroke fell, Chen Xuan put the brush in the inkstone, let out a sigh of relief, and looked at the poem in front of him, very satisfied.

Under the master-level calligraphy, he has an almost paranoid intuition about writing.

He can use his pen to replace his mind, and use the front of his pen to paint all his thoughts and thoughts in one stroke.

"Good word!"

In the courtyard, the old man exclaimed.

The grandson stared straight at the side, as if his whole body and mind were caught in this poem. It was the old man's words that awakened him.

"Grandpa, this word...looks good." Grandson muttered to himself.

"It's a bit of insight to be able to see good looks."

The old man laughed, then looked at the words on the paper again, and said: "Only with this picture, he can call everyone Hanmo!"

Sun Tzu's eyes widened: "Han Mo...everyone?"

"Grandpa, he seems to be about the same age as me..."

"Humph!" The old man snorted: "Same age as you, look at people, look at you!"

"I……"

The old man didn't bother to pay attention to the grandson, and continued to read the words, the more he read, the more emotional he became.

Sun Tzu was heartbroken, but he was still curious. After all, everyone Hanmo is not qualified for this title.

The so-called Hanmo refers to calligraphy.

The word "everyone" can be regarded as a master or a master.

Hanmo everyone is at the top level in the field of calligraphy.

There will be no more than one hundred people who are qualified to be called Hanmo.

Excluding those who are selling fame and fishing reputation, they will have to cut half.

And now, grandpa told himself that the calligraphy level of the young man in his twenties was at the same level as his grandpa, and his grandson was a little unacceptable.

"Hey." The old man suddenly sighed slightly: "A lot of talented people come out from generation to generation!"

"Grandpa, can't you make a mistake? He is so young..."

"Do you think Grandpa is dim-eyed?"

"I didn't mean that..." Sun Tzu said, "But you said, I can make a copy of form at my age, it is considered savvy..."

"that is you."

The old man looked disgusted: "People are geniuses, how do you compare?"

"I..." The grandson was holding his heart, feeling a heart-stuck.

The old man said: "His words have the shape and meaning. They have already broken away from the basic shape and meaning. As long as he wants, he can freely assign what he thinks through words. What do you see when you read this poem?"

The grandson pondered for a few seconds and said, "I seem to have seen a young man and an old man..."

The old man shook his head: "That is a person. What you see is the process of an ordinary person from a child to old age. What you see is the gradual process from sunset to dusk. Young and strong don't work hard, the boss is sad, this teacher Chen The poems written to encourage learning really make people feel the importance of time and knowledge."

The grandson opened his mouth and asked, "Grandpa, the handwriting has to be sold for hundreds of thousands, right?"

"Money, money, money, you know money!"

The old man snorted heavily, glared at him, then stroked his beard, and asked: "How much did my second thank you post back then?"

Sun Tzu quickly said: "I remember that it was sold by Christie's in New York, and it was bought by an Australian buyer for 6 million."

The old man hummed and said, "This poem also has this number."

Sun Tzu's eyes widened again: "Six...six million? So many?"

"A lot?" The old man shook his head and said, "It has to be dollars."

"Fuck!"

Six million dollars?

Your mother, that can't be more than 30 million soft sister coins?

Damn it!

The grandson's head was a little dizzy.

...

...

"Good word!"

"Poetry and rhyme flow, form, meaning and spirit are available. This word has become a school of its own!"

The layman can't see the way, but the two experts, Tao Yuan, can see the value of this poem at a glance.

Not only them, but all the members of the Calligraphy Association who watched the live broadcast were also shocked by this character.

As calligraphers, they have a more intuitive experience of calligraphy than ordinary people.

"Ms. Chen's handwriting is so beautiful!"

"Although I don't know how to evaluate, but I know this word is pretty."

"I seem to have seen an ordinary person finish his life."

"Me too, don't know why, I feel a little uncomfortable to see, I want to cry."

"It's too ordinary, I feel like this life is horrible, I don't want to live such a life!"The students at the scene all have different feelings.

[Jumbo Pavilion] I rewarded 100 Buddhas jumping over the wall, and left a message: Teacher Chen, please sell this picture to me!

[Three Cups of Wine] I rewarded 100 Buddhas who jumped over the wall and left a message: Brother Chen, I want this poem. I will add another 100,000 for how much other people pay!

"Wori, Brother Jiu is playing a rogue!"

"This trick is true."

"Which tycoon can tell, how much is this character worth?"

"It's not good, the price of calligraphy works of art is the most unstandard. Whenever I meet my favorite, hundreds of millions of people will buy it."

"Really... the paintings that I don't understand can sell for hundreds of millions, which is really outrageous."

"Don't worry about hundreds of millions of dollars. Those are money laundering. The ones that can be sold are basically half antiques, and the kind is tens of millions at most. And the historical significance is higher than the actual value."

"Brother Chen's calligraphy is still different. The calligraphy level is really high. If I have money, I will definitely buy it!"

Wang Tao slapped his tongue: "Chen Xuan is really talented, and he has such a high standard in calligraphy."

Ma Jingyao smiled bitterly: "I suddenly discovered that there seems to be nothing he can't do."

"Is this the Xueba?" Concubine Lin muttered to herself silly.

Chen Xuan put the brush down, waited until the ink on the paper was dry, pinched the left and right corners, flicked it gently, and lifted it out.

Then turn around and return to the podium, stick the rice paper on the blackboard, and use the four corners of the magnetic pole so that the rice paper will not fall off.

Next, he used this handwriting to talk about calligraphy to the students.

This intuitive way of teaching makes students feel deeper and understand more directly.

"Ms. Chen's calligraphy level is really high." Tao Yuan was deeply moved.

Yu Qianhe stared at the painting and said, "If you can let me watch this painting for a few days, it would be great."

Tao Yuan said: "If you borrow, don't say anything. Later I will ask Teacher Chen if I am willing to cut love."

They are all literati and disdain to take advantage.

If Chen Xuan is willing to sell, they will directly spend money to buy it.

In that way, you can take it out whenever you want to see (cidi).

A class soon came to an end. Chen Xuan looked at the time and said, "Today's class is about to end. Do you have anything else to ask?"

"Teacher Chen, can you write another piece of writing?"

"Ms. Chen, I still want to see you write."

The students booed.

Joining in the fun is one aspect, on the other hand, they really want to see Chen Xuan writing again.

Few people understand calligraphy, but after reading Chen Xuan's characters, they suddenly felt that if the calligraphy was written by Chen Xuan, they seemed to be able to understand it.

Chen Xuan said: "Writing is also state-of-the-art, and it also needs a theme. Now you let me write. I need to set a theme first, and then spend a few minutes or even ten minutes to brew emotions. It's eleven o'clock. It's too early..."

"It's okay, Teacher Chen, think about it slowly!"

"We are not in a hurry!"

"Ms. Chen, write another poem to persuade you to learn!"

The students said loudly.

Seeing that they are so enthusiastic, Chen Xuan smiled and said: "Okay, then write something."

As soon as the voice fell, Tao Yuanhao Yu Qianhe stood up immediately.

"Teacher Chen, I will study ink for you!"

"I'll wash the pen."

The two hurriedly got to work.

One to study ink, one to wash pen, and then spread rice paper, and then the paperweight.

Chen Xuan walked over, and in the process of preparing for ink research, they frowned and thought about the subject.

Upon seeing this, the students shut up and did not speak, for fear of disturbing Chen Xuan's thoughts and affecting his state.

In the courtyard, the old man saw that Chen Xuan was about to write again. He also put down the teacup and stared at it quietly, for fear of missing it.

The people from the Calligraphy Association also stood in front of the screen, not daring to walk away.

When Mo Yan was done, Tao Yuan and the other two looked at him and were about to talk. They saw Chen Xuan's eyes in a trance, with a thoughtful expression, and they didn't dare to bother at once.

They stood aside, waiting quietly.

If someone who knows the identities of the two is there, it will definitely feel absurd.

The president of the Dignified City Calligraphy Association is like a schoolboy at the moment.

But the two did not complain at all. They even felt that this should be done.

"Um."

At this time, Chen Xuan recovered from thinking, with a little more smile on his face.

He stepped forward to the table in two steps, holding the pen and lifting it lightly.

And when he was writing the vertical book, he didn't know how many pairs of eyes were blinking at this moment.

Soon, Chen Xuan finished writing.

He put the brush aside and looked at the two lines on the paper, quite satisfied.

As for the two Tao Yuan standing in front of them, as well as the recent rows of students, their faces were already full of shock.

They looked at the words on the paper and were speechless for a long time.

The students in the back wanted to look curiously, but it was too far away, there were so many students in the front, they couldn't see anything.

In desperation, they had to take out their mobile phones and watch them through the live broadcast.

At the same time, Chen Xuan stepped back, looking at what was written on the paper, and suddenly said loudly: "The sky is healthy, the gentleman always strives for self-improvement; the terrain is great, the gentleman carries his virtues! This sentence is for all the students! "

This is what Chen Xuan wrote on paper.

He can write a lot, but he thinks this sentence is the most appropriate.

These are Daxia's future, Daxia's pride.

"Now, get out of class is over!"

Chen Xuan said loudly.

In the classroom, everyone woke up, followed by warm applause.

If it is said that yesterday’s exhortation poem is uplifting, it inspires everyone's fighting spirit.

So today these two sentences are taken from the "Book of Changes", it makes everyone feel a steady flow of power, but also feel a pressure.

For the first time, they felt so deeply that the power of words could be so great!

"Heaven is healthy, the gentleman strives for self-improvement..."

"What kind of person can write such words?"

The two Tao Yuan shook their heads in admiration.

Before, their focus has always been on Chen Xuan's calligraphy level.

Only now I discovered that Chen Xuan's level of poetry and literature has also reached a terrifying height.

His poems are of ancient style and rhyme, and they are of high quality.

His words are thought-provoking, like a famous saying!

Yesterday's phrase "Hanshan Shide" can be regarded as a wise man's view of the world.

Today's sentence is a spur and encouragement to all young people and students.

The two have different starting points and different meanings.

"Ms. Chen!" suddenly a student shouted.

Chen Xuan looked up: "What's the matter?"

"Ms. Chen, are there any public classes tomorrow?"

"Have."

"Is it still a calligraphy class?"

Chen Xuan smiled and shook his head: "Since ancient times, painting and calligraphy have no separation of families. Tomorrow, painting class."

"Then Teacher Chen will send us these words tomorrow?"

As soon as this word came out, all the students' assists were immediately drawn.

"Ms. Chen, will you write poems in every class in the future?"

"I don't think this chicken soup is strong enough, Teacher Chen, please work harder!"

"Ms. Chen, will you still write poems tomorrow?"

"It is strongly recommended that Teacher Chen give another ancient poetry class!"

Chen Xuan laughed and waved his hand: "I'll talk about it tomorrow, after class, go to dinner."

The students did not rush to leave, but came in a line to take photos of the two characters Chen Xuan wrote today.

After taking pictures, they all left.

Tao Yuan and the two have not left.

At this moment, Zhou Chengli is dealing with some official business.

Just after processing, he received a call from Qian Yanhong.

"Mr. Qian..."

"Principal Zhou, didn't you let me find someone who can write well for you?"

"Ms. Qian found it?"

"How about the president of the Magic City Calligraphy Association?"

"This is great." Zhou Chengli was overjoyed and asked hurriedly, "Can Teacher Qian recommend me?"

Qian Yanhong said: "I have already told him that the other person is at Magic University. If President Zhou has time, it is better to meet now."

"Okay, I'll go over."

Zhou Chengli put aside the things in his hands, and stopped two steps after he left the house.

He felt that he was going there alone, and he didn't pay enough attention to the other party.

After all, he was the president of the Calligraphy Association, so he called two professors from the Department of Literature.

The professors and teachers at the school do not like to participate in such activities.

They find it very troublesome.

They are academics, so they should do academics with peace of mind.

So many times, there will be some entrepreneurs or people in the society who ask them to participate in some business conferences, but they all refuse directly.

As for the school, there is hardly any such thing on the scene.

Zhou Chengli himself hates these too.

But this time, it was different.

After receiving the call, the two professors came over without saying a word.

"President of the Calligraphy Association?"

"I just checked. This president is really amazing. Twenty or thirty years ago, he sold millions of works for a single piece. He is a real master of magic arts!"

"Lao Zhou, have you booked a good restaurant? Don't be too low-grade."

"I know." Zhou Chengli said: "The restaurant will be too late at this time. Let's eat in the cafeteria first. I will let the master cook some special dishes."

"canteen……"

"The cafeteria is okay. I have a friend who knows President Tao and said that President Tao doesn't care about these material things very much."

The three of them walked over while chatting.

They came to the Twin Towers, Qian Yanhong was already waiting here.

"Mr. Qian, thank you very much this time." Zhou Chengli thanked.

Qian Yanhong said, "Whatever you do, you are all friends, and you won't delay things."

"They are listening to the class upstairs. I just saw a lot of students come down. The class should be over."

"Listen to class?" The three of them were a little puzzled: "What class do you listen to?"Qian Yanhong said, "I forgot to tell you, Lao Tao and my husband. I heard that Mr. Chen Xuan had a calligraphy class today and came here to listen. Especially my husband. The doctor asked him to stay in the hospital and observe for two days. , He was secretly discharged from the hospital without telling me."

A look of surprise appeared on the three people's faces.

If it weren't for Qian Yanhong's slow speaking speed, and having been a teacher for so many years, her words were also very clear, they really thought they had misheard.

Qian Yanhong led them upstairs and soon came outside the classroom.

When they passed the window, they saw the situation in the classroom.

Chen Xuan and two men about their age, standing at the front table, seemed to be talking.

The two elderly people over half a hundred years old had smiles on their faces. When they faced Chen Xuan, they actually saw a hint of humility on the faces of these two people, which only a younger generation had.

"Boom boom boom."

Qian Yanhong buttoned the door gently, and the three of them looked over. Chen Xuan quickly said, "Mr. Qian."

Then I saw the three Principal Zhou behind her: "Principal Zhou."

A few people walked in and Qian Yanhong said, "Ms. Chen, did you bother you?"

"No, no, the course is over. I am exchanging calligraphy with these two."

Qian Yanhong smiled and asked, "How is their calligraphy?"

Chen Xuan gave a very high evaluation: "The research on calligraphy is very deep, and the writing is not bad."

"Not bad?" Qian Yanhong was a little surprised.

Immediately looked down at the rice paper on the table.

On the paper, it was written by Tao Yuan and Yu Qian.

The face of the bones and muscles is extraordinary at first glance.

They are obviously meeting friends with words, and both of them have some intentions to ask for advice.

However, these two people who have written most of their lives can only get one sentence from Chen Xuan's mouth, which is not bad!

Principal Zhou and the others were also very surprised. Although they didn't understand calligraphy, they could feel that these characters were not something ordinary people could write by looking at the words on the paper.

Not to mention, one of them is the president and the other is a member.

Principal Zhou said: "Teacher Chen, this is the president of the Modu Calligraphy Association, Tao Yuan."

"This is Mr. Qian Yanhong's gentleman, and also a member of the Magic Association, Yu Qianhe."

Knowing the identity of the two, Chen Xuan was a little surprised, but not surprisingly.

From the words written by these two people, Chen Xuan has already seen that they are definitely not ordinary magic lovers.

Without years of study and accumulation, it is absolutely impossible to write characters of this level.

So he guessed that the two of them were either retired teachers from a certain school or professional calligraphers.

As expected, it really is.

However, the height of the two of them was indeed beyond his expectations.

"This is President Zhou Chengli of Mordu University." Qian Yanhong was also introducing.

The double-reversed simple greetings, Zhou Chengli also stated his meaning: "Chairman Tao, I would like to ask you to mention a word for the school."Tao Yuan shook his head repeatedly: "Teacher Qian has already told me that I originally planned to meet with you after listening to Teacher Chen's class, and then write a picture. But now, I can't write."

Zhou Chengli was puzzled: "Why is this?"

Tao Yuan smiled bitterly: "Principal Zhou asked me to write it, but that poem to persuade you to learn?"

"Exactly." Zhou Chengli said: "I hope that it can be transcribed by Master Tao, and after mounting, it will be placed at the school gate for people to study."

"I can't write it." Tao Yuan continued to refuse: "If I hadn't seen Master Chen's calligraphy, it would be fine. Now that I have seen Master Chen's calligraphy, let me go to transcribe Master Chen's poems. I really can't help Chen Show off in front of the teacher, Principal Zhou, don't mention this matter anymore."

Zhou Chengli's trio was a little confused, and Qian Yanhong was also surprised.

She could see that Tao Yuan was not joking, but he would not make such a joke just because of her understanding of Tao Yuan.

So... Chen Xuan's calligraphy skills are above him?

At this time, Yu Qianhe smiled and said, "President Zhou, there is a Master Hanmo like Teacher Chen in your school, where can I find someone else?"

"Master Hanmo!" a professor of literature exclaimed.

Tao Yuan pointed to the two characters on another table: "That's Master Chen's work. It is not an exaggeration to call Master Chen at the level of Master Chen."

The two hurriedly stepped forward. As a team of literature departments, although they were not as professional as Tao Yuan and others in the study of calligraphy, they also had a certain level of appreciation.

When they saw these two characters, they suddenly got goose bumps.

The weight of the persuasive poems and the boldness of Zhou Yi's face made them immersive and unable to extricate themselves.

Principal Zhou also noticed that Chen Xuan's words really seemed to have this level.

But the question came again, how did he open this mouth?

At this moment, the cell phones of Principal Zhou and Chen Xuan rang almost at the same time.

The two of them picked up their mobile phones and walked aside to connect.

"Hey, who..."

"Principal Zhou, I am Lu Qingshan, the president of the Daxia Calligraphy Association, and an old friend gave me your number."

"Hello, President Lu." Principal Zhou had a faint guess in his heart. This President Lu, seven or eight out of ten, came for Chen Xuan.

Sure enough, I listened to Lu Qingshan: "President Zhou, can you help me and Teacher Chen and ask him to keep those two characters for me. As a thank you, Magic University has anything to write in the future, just ask me , Never shirk!"

...

Here, Chen Xuan also connected to the phone.

"Hello, who?"

"Hello, Mr. Chen, this is Hu Ke, the office director of Tsinghua University."

"Hello Teacher Hu." Chen Xuan was a little surprised by this call, and he couldn't figure out the other party's purpose for a while.

Is it for that poem to encourage learning?

But he has opened up the copyright of the persuasive poems, and the other party wants to use it, so he can use it at any time.

"Ms. Chen, can you give priority to Tsinghua University for the character you wrote today?"

"Ah? Which character are you talking about?"

"Tian Xingjian's picture." Hu Ke said: "We are discussing the school motto of Tsinghua University these few days. After seeing your picture, we all agreed that the sentence you wrote [Continuously improve yourself and be virtuous] is the most suitable. Therefore, we hope that this character can be placed in Tsinghua University, and we hope that it can be approved by you, Teacher Chen.".

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