Her Majesty the Queen is a god in the entertainment industry

Chapter 294 A Thousand Hammers and Hundreds of Strikes Can Get Good Ink

"Well written."

"Thank you, Teacher Jiang."

Qian Yaya also looked over curiously, and suddenly her cat eyes widened visibly, "Good word!"

"It's not like Yuanzhao style, but it looks a bit similar to Yuanzhao style," she said, touching her chin. "These words are more delicate and elegant. It's your cousin's style based on Yuanzhao style." Did you change it and incorporate your own style?"

Shen Hechen really hasn't studied this, "I don't know if it has anything to do with Yuanzhaoti. My cousin asked me to copy it, so I just copied it. When I go back to study Yuanzhaoti, or ask my cousin. "

If he had the chance to meet his cousin this time.

Qian Yaya was quite determined to ask questions about calligraphy, so she continued to ask unwillingly: "Then what post did you copy? What's its name?"

"There's no name, so it shouldn't be a famous post." Shen Hechen shook his head, feeling that the ink on the paper fan was almost dry, and put it away neatly, "Actually...it's nothing. Keep busy, I'll go to work first."

What he didn't say was that he suspected that his cousin wrote the words he copied at the beginning.

But he was really afraid of being asked by Qian Yaya, this girl seemed to become a million whys when she encountered calligraphy.

Qian Yaya stared at Shen Hechen's back until he disappeared from sight, and then she looked away, "Ah, I should take a picture of the words with my mobile phone and go back and ask my aunt."

Jiang Lingxi looked at her, raised her hand and nodded her chin.

Remind: "The ink is on the chin."

Immediately, Qian Yaya stopped worrying about what Shen Hechen wrote just now, and began to wipe her chin vigorously.

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A chuckle suddenly came from the commentator's observation room.

Sensing that the attention of the people around her was being attracted, Xu Qingmei put down her hand covering her mouth, "Just now, why did Teacher Jiang suddenly ask that student Shen from whom she learned the calligraphy? I thought she recognized whose calligraphy it was. It's gone. In the end, I stopped talking, which is really tantalizing!"

After she finished speaking in a joking tone, she hesitated for a while and still looked in Li Wanxuan's direction, "I don't have a deep research on this aspect, can Senior Li see what font that student Shen practiced?"

In fact, she wanted to ask Shen Yunqing more, but she also knew that it should not be too obvious.

Fortunately, there are three full days of recording, and there are still many opportunities in the future.

"I can't afford to be your senior." Although Li Wanxuan replied with a smile, as her husband, Shi Lao could tell at a glance that his wife's smile was purely polite, "You are from the entertainment circle, I am from the art circle." , Our circles are different, so you can’t yell like a senior. Just call me Mr. Li.”

In front of the camera, Xu Qingmei's complexion did not change at all, Qiao Xiaoyan nodded kindly, "I made a slip of the tongue, I apologize to Mr. Li."

Only then did Li Wanxuan take a direct look at her, and met a face with a particularly sincere smile, and her heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

It should be said that she is worthy of being an actor. If it were her, she would have been unable to stand up and leave.

"The little girl named Qian Yaya did a good job of analyzing it. The character just now does have a bit of meaning in Yuanzhao style, but it's not quite. To be honest, I haven't seen this font before. It's either very small, or it's The style created by that cousin Shen Hechen."

"Self-created style?" Xu Qingmei squinted her eyes, "That's amazing! In that case, does Mr. Jiang know the cousin of student Shen?"

But compared to this guess, she hoped that the characters that Shen Hechen learned were very small.

Now the seven guests looked down one by one, and it can be seen that Shen Hechen should be the one with the best family background among the seven guests.

Then Shen Hechen's cousin is naturally not far behind.

Jiang Lingxi cannot have such help!
"Then I don't know." Li Wanxuan no longer wanted to continue this topic, her eyes fell on another split screen, "The two guests in the writing brush area have also finished their work."

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Pen area.

Jing Huai held the finished writing brush in his hand.

The body of the pen is made of bamboo and wood, and it is made of gray wolf hair.

In his opinion, it was already very good.

Normally, he didn't have that much patience, and spent most of the day just to make such a pen.

However, I am afraid of comparison.

He pursed his lips and looked at the brush held by the old master who was in charge of teaching them how to make brushes.

The same bamboo and wood body, but with white wool.

It was made by Lin Nuo who was about ten minutes earlier than him.

"The bonding place is very firm, and the four elements are all round and sharp. It can be seen that he has put his heart into it." The old master smoothed his beard, and handed the brush back with a look of relief after the evaluation.

Lin Nuo quickly took it, "Thank you for your guidance."

Jing Huai was stunned for a moment when he saw the old master's gaze, and quickly handed over the brush in his hand.

"Master, this is my wolf hair."

The inspection process was exactly the same as before, Jing Huai observed his words and expressions, and couldn't help but worry when he saw the master frowned.

"It's not bad. It's the first time I'm learning how to make a pen. It's good to be able to make a usable finished product." After a pause, "There are not many young people nowadays who can calm down and do this."

Jing Huai tried his best to smile, and took the brush with both hands, "You are a good teacher."

I don't really want to hear the latter sentence of comfort.

Xu Qingmei listened to the disparity in the evaluation in the split screen. Although the smile was always on her face, her eyes were a little darker.

It can be said that Jing Huai's ability to appear on this show was sent in by her, and she also used her face in front of the director Chen Weiwen.

Now it's just a writing brush, so it can't compare to that Lin Nuo, and it's indirectly embarrassing her.

Really, there is a feeling that the more you look at it, the more unbearable it is!

I simply looked away, and I didn't bother to comment on it.

The fourth one was Lu Sen, who made a Chengxintang paper that Jiang Lingxi had touched before.

After being highly praised by the master, the arrogance in the eyebrows and eyes suddenly returned.

Now the only things that are still busy are the ink making area and the hidden task area.

Suyi is still methodically gluing the pieces together, which is a slow and meticulous job.

But if you compare her current speed with the speed at the beginning of bonding, you can see that her efficiency has been improving.

The old master who was sitting next to him and gave guidance from time to time had noticed it, but he didn't say a word to remind him, he just patiently watched the calm movements of the little girl in front of him.

"I can't do it anymore." Qian Yaya put down the hammer, "Master, you can see that I can do it now, I really can't lift my arm!"

"It's barely usable, are you sure you want to cast it now?"

Qian Yaya glanced at Jiang Lingxi who was still pounding slowly, hesitated for a while but nodded heavily, "Definitely."

As long as it can be used, the ink sticks that my aunt gave me are probably used when practicing calligraphy.

Qian Yaya took the ink ball to cast it, and Jiang Lingxi was the only one who was still beating on the spot.

Xu Qingmei looked at the figure on the screen who seemed to be an old monk in meditation, a dark light flashed in her eyes, and her tone was worried: "Ms. Jiang is so thin, I didn't expect her strength to be so strong. It has to be beaten. Some masters said It’s three thousand times, it’s good that the ink can be used, why bother to be brave, I probably won’t be able to lift my arms tomorrow.”

"Thousands of hammers and hundreds of blows make good ink." Shen Yunqing stared at the figure on the split screen, "If you can't even bear this bit of suffering, then don't waste the materials for making ink in the first place."

Xu Qingmei listened to the unceremonious refutation of her own words, and felt her cheeks burning for a while.

However, the other side followed up with another sentence, "Mr. Shen's words are reasonable, and I agree."

Xu Qingmei: "..."

It's been a long time since she felt like she couldn't get off the stage!
(End of this chapter)