Yan Siyuan thought he was stage fright, so he smiled and encouraged him, "Yes, just write as usual. Don't be afraid, I'll be there to guide you."
"I am not talented, but I am good at calligraphy."
The little black fans looked at Cui Xian with an expression as if to say, "You are so lucky to have Brother Siyuan teaching you calligraphy."
Cui Xian said: "Okay, thank you."
Then pick up the pen.
Dip in ink.
Then he started writing casually, looking extremely nonchalant.
Yan Siyuan frowned slightly and was about to remind the other party to hold his wrist.
But the next moment, he was stunned.
Jia Shao seemed to be in a casual posture, but his wrist was steadily suspended in the air. The moment the tip of the pen fell, his aura changed!
The river wind is roaring outside the building.
In the building.
Jia Shao's writing moves like a dragon, and his wrist dances back and forth on the white paper at a speed that is dizzying.
If Jia Shao just now was warm, modest and gentle.
Then the Jia Shao who is writing at this moment is flamboyant, uninhibited and free and easy!
The young man in red carries an unstoppable momentum, like a hundred-jin crossbow fired, crashing waves and roaring thunder.
then.
A piece of elegant and graceful handwriting, full of scholarly spirit, suddenly appeared on the paper.
The moment he saw the calligraphy, Yan Siyuan, who was about to give Jia Shao some pointers, was stunned.
He trembled, stared at the words on the bookcase, and fell silent.
What kind of font is this? Why have I never seen it before?
But, it doesn’t matter!
What’s important is, what kind of amazing pen power and what kind of terrifying talent is needed to be able to write such peerless calligraphy!
Jia Shao can definitely be called the contemporary calligraphy master!
And this calligraphy master joined the anti-Xian alliance!
Cui Xian, God has eyes, you are finished, haha!
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