The birthday party started, and everyone raised their glasses to celebrate the old lady's birthday.

During the meal, everyone couldn't help but talk about Qin Guan's calligraphy again, and several old people praised Qin Guan's words.

Tang Ying had just been working in the kitchen with her two sisters-in-laws. She didn't know what had just been born. When she heard the gift her son gave to the old lady, she actually wrote a handwriting. Then she demonstrated it on the spot and wrote a birthday poem. She also received recognition and praise from the calligrapher Zou. She was also surprised and couldn't help but put down her chopsticks to read Qin Guan's calligraphy.

After reading his son's calligraphy, Tang Ying had only one feeling and was happy.

Although the Qin family is relatively united and never gives birth to anyone who looks down on anyone, Tang Ying is a strong-willed person. Forget about her husband's generation, she knew Qin Han's personality when she married Qin Laosan.

But Qin Yi from the uncle's family is young and steady. He has gone through the officialdom and inherited the resources of the Qin family. He thinks he should have a good future in the future. Although the second uncle's family is a girl, Qin Yue is also well-behaved and smart, and joined Zhejiang Satellite TV.

But Qin Guan inherited his father's temperament and was always fun. She used to be afraid that her son would achieve nothing, so she worked hard to make money, hoping to leave a family business for her son.

But now she realized that her son was not useless. She could write such beautiful calligraphy, and she could also be recognized by calligraphers like Mr. Zou.

At this moment, Tang Ying felt extremely satisfied and happy.

What else can make the mother happy than seeing her son have the ability?

If it weren't for the two words written by Qin Guan specifically for the old lady, she would have wanted to take them home directly.

After dinner, the old people should have said goodbye, but at this time, Mr. Zou said, "Xiaoguan, Grandpa Zou wants to ask you for a word, do you think it's okay?"

Qin Guan was shocked and quickly said, "Grandpa Zou, you are a famous calligrapher in Zhejiang Province, and you can also read my characters."

"Oh, I know my words myself. They are all praising by others. They are not good. They are your words. The more I read them, the more I like them. I am not easy to grab these two words from my sister, so Grandpa Zou wants to ask you for a pair now."

Qin Guan said: "Grandpa Zou, don't use this word. If you read it, I will write you a copy now."

Old Zou smiled, and immediately stood up and said to Qin Bainian, "Old Qin, I'll lend it to you for your study."

Mr. Dong also got up and said with a smile: "I happened to go and see Xiaoguan's writing again. I was just behind Xiaoguan. I saw him write that word in a flash. I felt so beautiful, and it felt like a kind of enjoyment."

Mr. Peng and Mr. Zhang also stood up, "It's time to digest food and find some entertainment."

Both of them stood up, and finally the Qin family followed them together, Hulala, and more than a dozen people arrived at the study. Fortunately, Qin Bonian's study was big enough, otherwise these people would not even have a place to stand.

Qin Guan is not vague. Isn’t it just a calligraphy? Since he obtained the skills of systematic calligraphy, his thinking is a calligraphy master. Although he still has to go through disdainful practice to achieve the effect of using his fingers like an arm, but now, in modern time and space, he is already considered to be a top calligrapher.

As long as you practice diligently, it is estimated that it will take a few years to become a master of calligraphy. Perhaps even if you have a Qin style, you may have a Qin style.

After getting the pen and ink out, spreading the rice paper, Qin Guan just pondered for a moment and started writing.

Qin Guan's writing speed was extremely fast. After a few strokes, a line of words appeared on the paper. Everyone was surprised that it turned out to be cursive.

Qin Bonian read the first line of words and couldn't help but recite, "Although the divine turtle is long, there is still a time. It is "Although the turtle is long". It is appropriate to use this poem to give to Lao Zou."

Qin Guan wrote very quickly without any hesitation. The characters on the paper are connected in a straightforward manner, free and unrestrained, and slackened. In just over a minute, a pair of characters have been formed, which is really fast.

But for more than a minute, the others were fine, but Mr. Zou, a person who knew calligraphy, was fascinated by the reading. As Qin Guan's pen went, Mr. Zou's breathing became heavier and heavier. His face was nervous and excited. When Qin Guan's last stroke ended, Mr. Zou couldn't help but shouted ok, and was so excited that he was as if he had seen his beloved treasure, he rushed directly.

"Okay, it's so good. It's so regretful that you can see such a wonderful cursive script in this life." Mr. Zou shouted excitedly.

Qin Guan was startled and looked at the excited Mr. Zou, thinking that it was necessary to be so excited? Isn’t it just a dew?

Just look good and appreciate it, is it necessary to be so excited?

Others also think that Qin Guan's word is well written, but without deep calligraphy skills, they really can't tell how good Qin Guan's word is.

Unlike them, Mr. Zou was immersed in the techniques of the ** in his life, and he could naturally see the wonders of Qin Guan's calligraphy.

The characteristic of cursive script is "astonished as a dragon", which emphasizes the five skills of dynamics, fluency, change, rhythm, and spirit. Without the rigor of regular script, the integrity of official script, and the meticulousness of seal script, you cannot write cursive script well.

Although everyone didn't know how good Qin Guan's cursive calligraphy was, looking at Mr. Zou's excitement, you would know that Qin Guan's calligraphy should be excellent, otherwise Mr. Zou would not be so excited and out of control.

At this time, Grandpa Peng walked to Qin Guan and said:

"Xiaoguan, Grandpa Peng has watched you grow up. I didn't expect that he will have a bright future now. Please write one for Grandpa Peng." Regardless of the excited Mr. Zou, Mr. Peng came over and said to Qin Guan honestly and bluntly.

Qin Guan looked dark and said, "Why are you tired of writing? You need to concentrate and combine your spirit to write a good work. Do you think it's printing?"

But he dared not refuse this Grandpa Peng.

He immediately smiled and said, "Grandpa Peng, what kind of font do you want and what content do you want."

"I don't want this. If you can't understand it, just write it in the font of the poem you wrote to your grandma just now. Is the content? Just write a Chairman's poem, the Chairman's poem is grand."

Qin Guan was not vague, spread out the paper, and finished writing it neatly with a few strokes.

"The mountains are high and the road is far and the pit is deep, and the army is galloping.

Who dares to stand up to the point of being able to stand up? Only General Peng!”

"Grandpa Peng, this poem is just right for you." Qin Guan said.

Mr. Peng happily took the calligraphy to the side and admired it. At this time, Mr. Dong stopped doing it. He came over and slapped Qin Guan on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Guan, write a poem for Grandpa Dong. I want to curse wildly, and I need a more imposing poem."

This Grandpa Dong is even more rude.

OK, he was not easy to refuse any of these people. He spread the paper again, and "Break the Formation" appeared on the paper.

"When you are drunk, you can see the sword with a light, and dream about blowing the horns and camping.

The command is divided into 800 miles and the sound is outside the command is 50 strings.

A autumn soldier is on the battlefield.

The horse made Lu Feifei was fast, and the bow was astonished as thunder and strings.

To resolve the affairs of the king and the world, you will win the reputation of your life and death.

Poor Bai Sheng!”
Chapter completed!