Li Xuan stood on the stage, looking leisurely and not nervous at all.
But this leisurely feeling in everyone's eyes is clearly a mysterious thing.
"Also pretend, it depends on when he can pretend."
"He thought this was singing and dancing, so he just fooled it and passed it? This is calligraphy and cannot be done at all."
"That's right, Master Su is right next to you. You can tell whether it is well written at a glance. He must be unable to fool you."
"I just said that Master Su wrote it in a normal way. I am looking forward to how Master Su slapped him in the face later."
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Listening to the various discussions in the audience, Xing Lei was about to burst into laughter.
It's cool, so cool.
Although he had just been cheated of more than 10 million, Xing Lei couldn't help but laugh. Seeing Li Xuan getting defeated, it was even more satisfying than his fund's rise.
He even couldn't help but say to Su Mingrui: "Master Su, I respect the art of calligraphy very much, but some people don't respect it. I hope you can take this opportunity to let everyone understand what art is and what dregs are. Treat some
Don’t be polite to those who trample on art!”
Su Mingrui nodded slightly and said, "Well, I will."
At this moment, Li Xuan finished writing.
I didn't think about it, so I just wrote it. This action fell into the eyes of everyone. It was too basic. It was probably the level taught by the calligraphy class for 300 yuan a month.
No, it cannot be called a calligraphy class at all, it should be called a calligraphy class, it is used to learn to write for primary school students. Li Xuan's current movement seems to be different from that of primary school students, and it is even less than that of primary school students!
Can the words written in this way be called a character?
Tie a brush on the chicken feet and throw it on rice paper to jump around. Maybe it’s better than Li Xuan’s writing!
Just as everyone shook their heads, the big screen showed a picture of Li Xuan pulling his pen. A full "一" appeared on the paper, and then without hesitation, he drew the ink and drew a silver hook underneath.
"丨".
With this stroke alone, everyone's hair will stand up.
That "一" seems to be full of lament and confusion, like the cry of a child's newborn cry.
Confusion is confusion about leaving the mother's uterus, leaving the warm amniotic fluid, and coming to the world.
Lament is the feeling of facing the unknown, facing the puzzle of life and death.
Everyone is born to be confused. This thick "一" is like the beginning and the end, both like the exclamation point and more like the point of the question mark.
As for "丨", it is like a long sword that pierces directly into everyone's heart.
How could it be so dazzling and so proud!
Just like the young man Jinshi who stumbling and growing up, he felt that the world was around him, he felt that he was the most genius, and he felt that the future would be extremely beautiful, just like a beautiful monkey who had just emerged from the water curtain cave.
king!
That kind of heroism and arrogance seemed to be unable to accommodate my existence in this world!
However, Li Xuan's next move came again.
The heroic spirit, as the third horizontal hook appeared, was suppressed suddenly, like the Monkey King who was pressed under the Five Fingers Mountain after making a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace.
It's more like the boy who felt the coldness of the world after savoring the various aspects of life. He finally understood that the world has its own set of rules. He would not laugh because of you, nor would he cry because of you.
Everyone's mood, as Li Xuan wrote, was amazed and puzzled, and his heroism soared into the sky, and then quickly declined. They had never felt this way before, and their spirit would be driven by the strokes of a piece of characters!
In the entire banquet hall, everyone, including Zhang Yunji and Su Mingrui on the stage, were suppressed. Everyone recalled the troughs of their lives and the difficulties that seemed to be unable to escape no matter how hard they struggled.
Some people even shed tears silently.
At this moment, Li Xuan wrote a few strokes in a row and wrote out the last word "mouth".
"ask"!
As soon as the word "mouth" came out, it seemed that all the anger was vented and suddenly vented.
Everyone exhaled a long sigh of empathy and couldn't help but want to ask.
How much is life?
The simple word "ask" seems to be useless, but it stages a magnificent scene of joy and sorrow in everyone's heart.
What kind of word is this that has such magic power?
Just when everyone was shocked, Li Xuan wrote the remaining word "Tao".
Every stroke has a long and profound charm, every stroke has a profound meaning, and every stroke seems to have endless answers and asks endless questions.
"Ask the Way" and ask about the heaven, the earth, and the self.
"Pa", Li Xuan finished writing and threw the pen.
The entire banquet hall was silent, and everyone didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of breaking this rare artistic conception.
Two words give everyone a different feeling.
No matter what kind of questions you have, it seems that you can find the answer from these two words.
No matter how anxious you are, you can find peace in these two words.
No matter whether you understand calligraphy or not, as long as you are not blind, you can see that these two words have exceeded the scope of art.
This is not art, this is a miracle!
After a long time, applause suddenly erupted in the banquet hall.
It was Xu Man, her eyes were wet, and she stood up and applauded gently.
The applause seemed to have ignited everyone, and everyone stood up and applauded vigorously.
Although they mocked Li Xuan, although they did not think that Li Xuan could write any decent words, and although they actually didn't like Li Xuan at all, if they didn't applaud at this moment, they felt sorry for their lives.
Everyone's life, regardless of men and women, has nothing to do with wealth, ignorance of region, or race, is a journey of asking questions, all is an experience of searching for the whole country, and is constantly understanding the unknown, compromising with the world, and self
Resist.
The two words Li Xuan are like expressing the joys and sorrows of life, deeply shocking everyone's heart.
"Oh my God! I wrote so well. I seemed to understand it, but I didn't."
"Ask, ask, ask, ask... Life is a journey of asking!"
"I never dreamed that I would cry when I read someone else's writing."
"I don't know any calligraphy, I just think these two words are really good. I really want to take them back and collect them!"
"You want to shoot too? Then we are enemies."
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The people who just felt that Li Xuan didn't understand calligraphy at all have turned into Li Xuan's fans, and their eyes were full of heat when they looked at the word "ask".
Xing Lei stood in a corner of the stage, trembling all over, unable to believe it.
Li Xuan wrote well, but Xing Lei dared not deny this, because good is good. No one can tell.
But Xing Lei was unwilling to give up. How could he tolerate Li Xuan showing off?
Xing Lei also had some understanding of calligraphy, and soon discovered that Li Xuan's calligraphy does not belong to any school, which can be said to be unprecedented.
"Master Su, the word Li Xuan is a random writing." Xing Lei said deliberately, "It's not bad to write, but unfortunately I can't enter the elegant hall. What do you think?"
Xing Lei deliberately wanted to step on Li Xuan, but others were slight, so he could only ask Su Mingrui to express his opinions.
With Su Mingrui's status, as long as you devalue a few words, you will definitely be able to kill Li Xuan's majesty, right?