The last poem!

After writing this poem, Tang Jian basically had nothing else to do at today's poetry meeting, and then he could clean up and take his wife back to the capital.

Now, he has become the focus of the poetry gathering, and his calligraphy is extraordinary, and he can read every poem at will!

So much so that other young juniors are embarrassed to show off their skills. After all, they are still a bit of a b-score about their calligraphy skills. If they come forward and show off their skills, they will only become green leaves, setting off the red flower of Tang Jian!

Even those calligraphy masters dare not take action easily now, let alone those half-baked guys.

Tang Jian picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and then waved his eye-catching running script fonts with great enthusiasm!

"When will the bright moon come? I asked the blue sky with wine.

I don’t know what year it will be today.”

Looking at these two lines of poetry, Liu Yuyan couldn't help but be stunned.

Did she remember that this wasn't the lyrics of the new song created by the little bitch yesterday?

Or is this a poem?

Also the lyrics of a song?

While I was curious, Tang Jian waved a passage of text again in his brush...

"I want to ride the wind and go back, but I am afraid that the jade building and jade pagoda will be colder at high places."

"Dancing and playing with the clear shadows, it's like being in the world."

It's indeed the lyrics of that new song!

Liu Yuyan remembers it very clearly. Yesterday she watched the process of Tang Jian filling in the lyrics. Although it was not completed, she would not forget these lyrics that were impressive to read!

At present, Liu's father, Teacher Gu and others were once again amazed by Tang Jian's calligraphy and this poem!

This time, Tang Jian wrote running script between cursive script and regular script. This font is not as sloppy as cursive script, and it is not as straightforward and easy to understand as regular script. However, combined with the advantages of the two, the running script written has a unique taste and beauty!

"What a good running script! This level of calligraphy is hard to surpass by calligraphy masters today!"

Teacher Gu said sincerely, even a top modern calligraphy master like him said so, no matter how others are not convinced, they dare not say too much.

Even the old Wang and his son felt their faces burning now, as if they were invisibly slapped by Tang Jian!

If I had known this, why should I be there?

If he had known that a celebrity actor could have such ability, even if he gave Lao Wang a few more courage, he would not have dared to sarcastically and contempt!

Originally, I wanted to bring my son to show off and get angry at Lao Liu! But I never expected that my son didn't pretend to be a good pussy. Instead, Lao Liu brought a prospective son-in-law to pretend to be so many pussy, and he was so angry that he almost spit out his old blood!

Tang Jian looked serious. Although this calligraphy was written using prop skills, if he could not concentrate, he could not use this skill to the extreme!

"Turn the red pavilion, lower the beautiful house, and shine without sleep.

There should be no hatred, so why does it take forever to part?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has phases and waxing, and this is difficult to be complete in ancient times. I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles away.”

After finishing writing, Tang Jian sighed.

Not to mention, this process of focusing on writing calligraphy feels more tiring than doing a hundred sit-ups!

This is a kind of mental fatigue, not physical.

Tang Jian put down his pen, Teacher Gu trembled his hands and began to occupy this hand and write a good poem again. With a thirsty look, he looked at Tang Jian and said, "Old Liu's prospective son-in-law, can this poem be given to me?"

Before Tang Jian could answer, Liu's father took the initiative and said, "Mr. Gu, are you too greedy? You already want one in front of you. This song is a Mid-Autumn Festival gift given to me by my son-in-law, right?"

As he said that, Liu's father looked at Tang Jian. If this brat dares to say it is not, then wait and feel the anger of his father-in-law!

Tang Jian smiled awkwardly. How obsessed are you?

Do you need to show this ugly appearance because of this calligraphy and painting a poem?

Lao Tian interrupted, "Old Liu, are you shameless? This kid and you are all family. You can just let him write any poem you want for you in the future! And Mr. Gu, you have already given him a poem, so let me give this poem!"

Teacher Gu couldn't put it down and pressed a corner of the paper, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch his treasure from him.

He said directly: "Then I will give you the previous song, and leave this song to me!"

Liu Ma was so amused and crying: "You are praising and killing young people! Although your calligraphy is good and your poems are good, you don't need to be so excited, right?"

Liu's father said directly: "Women's opinion! You don't understand how excellent this poem and this hand are!"

“…”

Good old guy!

He actually dared to say this to me in front of everyone!

Liu Ma snorted in her heart. Liu Yuyan was helping Tang Jian live. At this time, the fans and netizens in the live broadcast room were also amazed by Tang Jian's poem and this awesome running script. The barrage comments were very lively.

Gift rewards are endless!

Even if it is not in this field, people can still feel the charm of this poem and the running script fonts through live broadcasts!

That is a kind of style derived from Chinese characters!

That is a charm derived from Chinese characters!

Tang Jian suddenly thought that there were two calligraphy and paintings hanging in the hall of Zhang Bo’s house. Although he had never seen Zhang Bo write calligraphy, he intuitively thought that Zhang Bo should also have a hobby in this regard, because when Zhang Bo prescribed medicine for the patient, he wrote cursive script and it was very well written!

So, Tang Jian interrupted, "Sorry, I can't give this poem to you."

Old Liu glared at his eyes, "You guy!"

Do you want to marry my daughter?

Even if I don’t even give a poem or a word to your future father-in-law!

At this time, Tang Jian suddenly said: "I had a conflict with Lao Wang before, and then I used to fight and mock each other. Now I feel a little overwhelmed, so..."

Upon hearing this, Lao Wang's face was no longer so ugly, and he said in his heart: You kid know how to be a human being! Otherwise, you will feel better!

His face calmed down a little, and he flattered Mr. Gu by the way, and said, "Since Mr. Gu likes it, let me give it to Mr. Gu!"

Oh!

This old king really thought I was going to give him this poem?

Think beautifully!

This person who is in broad daylight dares to daydream!

Just as Lao Liu was twitching the corner of his mouth and was so angry that he was very angry, Tang Jian pointed to the two sarcastic poems in front of him that satirized Lao Wang and said with his forehead: "What I want to say is to give these two sarcastic poems to you as an apology. If this is transferred to Teacher Gu, it seems that it is not appropriate, right?"

Anger +400…

Anger +430…

Lao Wang was fooled, and the consequences were very serious!

He was so angry that his face turned red, and he wanted to jump over there, punched Tang Jian in the knee, making Tang Jian kneel down and kowtow to him to admit his mistake!

Old Liu suddenly laughed. Fortunately, this brat was talking about these two likable poems, otherwise he would be the one who would be angry!

"As for this poem, I plan to give it to one of my closest relatives!"
Chapter completed!