Her Majesty the Queen is a god in the entertainment industry

Chapter 296 The aesthetics haven't changed, so he deserves it?

Asking the accompanying photographer to stay outside, Jiang Lingxi walked to the inkstone she had been optimistic about before.

Seeing the person in charge approaching, he simply asked, "Is this inkstone for sale?"

Now that she had Mo, she couldn't put it away due to her personality, so she simply collected the other three treasures of the study at once, and it happened that the things in this studio were not bad in her opinion.

"It's for sale, Mr. Jiang plans to buy it?"

"Well, I also want to purchase some other brushes and paper."

Without waiting for the person in charge in front of him to respond, "I will choose later, and I will send my assistant to pay for it."

Inexplicably, he became the person in charge of a business: "...ah, yes, Mr. Jiang."

So after Jiang Lingxi came out of the inkstone area, he went to the brush area and the paper and silk area.

She didn't bring a photographer with her, so she could only be seen in front of a fixed camera.

Quite a feeling of being elusive.

The observers were also confused: "What is Jiang Lingxi doing?"

"Wandering around?"

Xu Qingmei looked at the few guests who got together after completing the task, and then looked at Jiang Lingxi, who was walking alone, and chuckled: "Teacher Jiang seems a bit out of place!"

Everyone else stays obediently in front of the camera, but you are restless.

Engage in a maverick?

"She's picking something."

"Picking something?" Xu Qingmei questioned subconsciously, looking at the figure that swept across the camera, "How did Mr. Shen see this? Why didn't I see that she was picking something?"

Whoever picks things up just takes a look and leaves. When she goes to the mall and sees a bag she likes, she will take it down and carry it.

Shen Yunqing noticed the brushes and paper that Jiang Lingxi had looked at a few more times, and said in her heart: Your Majesty's aesthetics really haven't changed at all.

As for the muttering doubts on the side, Quan pretended not to hear them.

Xu Qingmei waited for a while but didn't get a reply, she couldn't help turning her head to look over, and saw that this person was staring at the split screen seriously, who wasn't at all ready to answer her.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he took a deep breath.

Then the PD in charge of field control received her look.

When editing this section, be sure to cut it out!

It is impossible for Xu Yinghou to be humiliated by anyone.

Especially in front of the camera.

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Before I knew it, the sky was already full of sunset outside the window.

Su Yi's inkstone restoration task has finally come to an end, but the closer it is to success, the harder it is to relax. If you don't pay attention, all previous efforts will be wasted.

The old master originally wanted to remind her at this time, but seeing that the girl was still steady and not agitated at all, he swallowed the reminder again.

Qian Yaya cheered from outside.

Her ink was taken out of the dry room.

A few strips that were soft when you put them in will have turned into hard ink strips.

Rao Jiang Lingxi couldn't help secretly praising after hearing the movement from outside: This dry room is really convenient!
If it was placed in ancient times, it would have to be dried in the shade for at least a month or two, or even half a year.

Now with the blessing of technology, it will be fine after a while.

The speed has increased too much!
"Brother Jinghuai, my ink is ready!"

Jing Huai looked at Qian Yaya who was walking towards him excitedly holding an ink stick, inkstone and rice paper, and couldn't help shaking the hand holding the brush.

Still haven't escaped!

He originally wanted to write a picture for this girl in private, but now he wants to finish it under the camera. He really couldn't be happier to be kicked out of the shelves like this.

However, Lu Sen leaned over Shen Hechen's shoulders, "Let's also enjoy Teacher Jing's Yuan Zhao style, does Teacher Jing not mind?"

Jing Huai gritted his back molars with a smile, "Of course I don't mind."

Qian Yaya had already set up the inkstone and the imperial decree, and started grinding the ink attentively.

Li Wanxuan pressed the button to look at the screen with sore eyes, looking at the young man who was about to write on the screen at this moment, she remembered that Jing Huai was the star who was airborne.

This will know that the other party will be the most difficult to practice Yuan Zhao body, and her dissatisfaction with this person will also be reduced a bit.

He sighed: "Few young people choose to practice Yuanzhao style these days. It's rare that this Jinghuai can do it!"

Xu Qingmei wanted to ask if this Yuanzhao style had something to do with Emperor Yuanzhao, but if she asked, she might expose her ignorance.

Although she could ask the program team to cut this part out during editing, she still didn't want Shen Yunqing, who was sitting next to her, to know that she didn't even know this.

I had no choice but to suppress this doubt in my heart silently.

"Brother Jinghuai, the ink is finished."

Jing Huai held the brush dipped in ink, looked at the blank rice paper under his hand, and took a deep breath.

Up to now, he can only comfort himself silently, the handwriting left by Emperor Yuanzhao is rare, and most of them are copies of posterity, even if his writing is not very resembling, not many people should be able to see it.

It can be seen that they can't all gather around him.

Even if he can see it, he can explain that what he used to practice Yuanzhao style was just a copy of later generations.

It can be understood even if it is not written like the real Yuanzhao style.

Thinking of it this way, he immediately made up his mind.

"Have you decided what you want me to write?"

Qian Yaya nodded quickly, she had already thought about it, "Brother Jinghuai, you just write, fresh clothes and angry horses, live up to your youth. This is my favorite sentence, and I will write a gift to Yaya at the end. Just put your signature on it."

Jing Huai responded with a smile: "Okay."

As soon as the word 'fresh' came out, Qian Yaya's face full of anticipation paused, and Lu Sen and Shen Hechen who were watching couldn't help raising their eyebrows.

However, Jing Huai, who was writing seriously, didn't notice the changes in the expressions of the three people.

There are only thirteen characters in total, and it was written quickly.

Jing Huai put down the brush, and then looked up at Qian Yaya who seemed to be a little distracted standing opposite, "Yaya, I finished writing."

"Ah, good," Qian Yaya quickly raised her smiling face, "Thank you Brother Jinghuai."

"You're welcome, the writing is not very good, as long as you don't dislike it."

"No, I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it."

Lu Sen and Shen Hechen looked away from the eight big characters, looked at each other silently, and said nothing.

Although they have never seen the handwriting written by Emperor Yuan Zhao, they can still tell whether the handwriting is good or bad.

Regardless of whether the character written by Jing Huai is in Yuan Zhao style or not, they really look down on this character.

If you have to evaluate, you can only look at the shape, not the spirit.

Fortunately, this person still has self-knowledge, knowing that his writing is not good.

I was selected for this show, probably because of the painting!
Then look at Qian Yaya who accepted the idol's autographed gift with a smile, this... probably is a fan filter!

Jiang Lingxi finished picking out the brushes and came out, and saw a few people gathered outside, her eyes passed over the rice paper in Qian Yaya's hand, landed on the ink stick on the table, and asked casually: "Your ink stick is ready ,easy to use?"

"It's a little sticky when rubbed."

"It should be that the glue didn't fuse well."

"I think so too, but if you want to use it, you have to ask brother Jinghuai. Brother Jinghuai just helped me write."

Jing Huai met Jiang Lingxi's gaze, "It's quite smooth to write, and it's easy to use."

Jiang Lingxi glanced at the big characters that fell on the paper, and after seeing the effect of using the ink stick, he looked at the characters again, "Is this what you wrote on the paper?"

"Ah."

Jiang Lingxi nodded and declined to comment.

She really didn't see any similarity between this word and her own font.

The reviewer's observation room was also silent.

If you want to say how much you expected at the beginning, then how disappointed Li Wanxuan will be this time.

Just like this, can it also be called Yuanzhao style?

She was so angry when she saw it, she hated to show off her ability by being able to write Yuanzhao style the most in her life, but in the end the writing was not shit!
But there was someone beside her who added fire to her, "That's a good handwriting! By the way, I remember that Mr. Jiang Lingxi Jiang is filming "The Empress of Yuanzhao", there should be a lot of writing brush characters in costume dramas , This part just happens to ask Jing Huai to help. It’s so convenient that two people and one company are still on the same show! When the show is broadcast, Jing Huai’s Yuan Zhaoti can also add to the show. Less points."

As soon as Xu Qingmei said this, Li Wanxuan couldn't help but sneered, but before she could speak, a blunt voice reached everyone's ears first.

"He deserves it too!"

(End of this chapter)