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Looking at these eight positive big words, Lu Yunfeng sweated coldly, opened his mouth, closed his lips, and smiled dryly, "Aunt Zhou, you still have to write a few small words on it - learn from Comrade Lei Feng."

Zhou Wanting burst into laughter, and her beautiful eyes looked forward to it: "Don't you like it?"

"This... I think with my age, my image, my temperament... OK! I'm not kidding, I know you want me to work hard, but these words are too white. Would you write me a "Golden Lu Clothes"?"

After saying that, Lu Yunfeng shook his head and said, "I advise you not to cherish the golden thighs. When I was young, I must have flowers that I can only be broken, and I must not wait for the flowers to be broken." After reading it, Lu Yunfeng exclaimed, "How great, the words are beautiful, the poems are poetic and picturesque, and I also advise you to be upright. It is much better than those eight words, and it is exactly the image of my ** boy."

The girls chuckled in unison.

Zhou Wanting looked at Lu Yunfeng and chuckled: "It's indeed a ** boy. I don't know how many girls will not be able to sleep for you."

"Uh, cough!" Lu Yunfeng was embarrassed: "Aunt Zhou, let's talk about this word. I really can't accept these eight words. Do you... change one?"

"Haha..." Zhou Wanting smiled, put the words aside, put them on a new one, wrote down the whole poem "Golden Clothes", and then added a line of small characters "Gived Lu Yunfeng", and then signed and stamped them together.

Looking at the words, Zhou Wanting turned her head and smiled slightly at Lu Yunfeng: "You're satisfied now!"

"Satisfied, satisfied." Lu Yunfeng's eyes were full of love: "Aunt Zhou, your handwriting is so good, thank you Aunt Zhou."

"You're welcome." Zhou Wanting chuckled and said, "Yunfeng, you have practiced calligraphy for many years. Do you want to write one?"

"Can I do it?" Lu Yunfeng's hand was itchy. Since he exchanged for the life profession of calligraphy, he had never written a word. Of course, the supplementary test not long ago did not count, it was not calligraphy. Today, it is rare to have complete pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He really wanted to write a few words to see the effect.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Wanting put the words "Golden Lu Yi" aside, took out a new piece of rice paper and spread it, and smiled and said, "Write it!"

"Then I'm welcome." Lu Yunfeng moved his fingers and wrists. His slender fingers were like flowing water when they moved, giving people a beautiful enjoyment. This was the first time Zhou Wanting and Cheng Yufei knew that it was so beautiful if they moved their fingers alone.

After the event, Lu Yunfeng picked up the brush that Zhou Wanting had just put down, dipped it in ink, and wrote the title of "Qin Feng Jian Jia" on paper. However, after Zhou Wanting and Cheng Yufei saw these four words, a trace of shock flashed in their eyes.

There is nothing else, just because Lu Yunfeng's font is unprecedented, and each character is as beautiful as a butterfly, which is simply another system of calligraphy fonts.

Neither mother nor daughter spoke. They wanted to see if the words behind Lu Yunfeng were all as beautiful as butterflies. If not, then it would not be considered as establishing a sect, but if it was...

The reeds are green and the white dew turns into frost. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water. Follow it upstream, the road is blocked and long. Follow it upstream, and it seems to be in the middle of the water.

The reeds are lush and the white dew has not yet dried. The so-called beauty is in the water. Follow it upstream, the road is blocked and steadily. Follow it upstream, and it is like being in the water.

The reeds are harvested, but the white dew is not over. The so-called beauty is in the water. Follow it upstream, and the road is blocked and right. Follow it upstream, and it seems to be in the water.

After writing, Lu Yunfeng put down his brush and looked at these fonts that were as quiet as butterflies, but moving as extremely beautiful as butterflies, and was extremely satisfied. Now he finally understood why the description of calligraphy in his life profession was worth a lot of money. It turns out that at this level, he could already create a new genre of fonts.

This is like the calligraphy saint Wang Xizhi. In the eyes of modern people, although Wang Xizhi's calligraphy is good, it is not as good as the world and the ghosts and gods. Many modern calligraphers write better characters than him, but why are Wang Xizhi's calligraphy so valuable? It is because Wang Xizhi was the founder of the running script school. Before him, there was no running script, so his calligraphy is so valuable.

This is the case for Lu Yunfeng now. The butterfly style has never appeared in the history of calligraphy fonts. Now that he writes it, it is like setting a precedent for a school. If it is spread out, it will definitely become a master of the calligraphy world. It is not an exaggeration to have a word of gold.

"Aunt Zhou, look at what I wrote..." Lu Yunfeng turned his head and was about to ask Zhou Wanting how he said this? But he saw that Zhou Wanting's big eyes were as bright as a light bulb, which made Lu Yunfeng unable to open his eyes.

"Yunfeng, did you create this word yourself?" Zhou Wanting asked excitedly.

"Uh, yes." Lu Yunfeng nodded.

"You...how did you think of writing like this?" Zhou Wanting asked.

"This, I just think that writing other fonts is too regular and does not have my own style. Once, when I was squatting on the ground in the park and writing, I saw two butterflies flying around in the air, and wondered if I should write the words like butterflies?"

"So you slowly wrote this font?" Zhou Wanting asked.

"Yeah." Lu Yunfeng nodded and said, "It was quite difficult to write at the beginning, because each word had to write the shape and rhythm of the butterfly. It looked good and had to be recognized at a glance. I spent a lot of time studying it."

"Are the current characters finished?" Zhou Wanting continued to ask.

"Yes!" Lu Yunfeng thought for a while and nodded: "I think the shape and meaning are right, and the font is also very beautiful, and there is no need to modify it." After a pause, Lu Yunfeng laughed and said, "This is the first time I have written it on paper with ink. If you like it, I will give it to you, just treat it as a birthday gift."

Zhou Wanting's eyes shone with bright light. She hugged Lu Yunfeng, tiptoed and sipped on his face, and said excitedly: "Yunfeng, thank you for your gift. Aunt Zhou really likes it. This is the most precious birthday gift that Aunt Zhou has received in her life."

"Uh, as long as you like it." Zhou Wanting's body was so soft, her lips were so soft, and Lu Yunfeng's bones were lighter.

Zhou Wanting admired this calligraphy happily, with beautiful poetry and even more beautiful words. This is the first time Lu Yunfeng put this font on paper, which is hard to find. Zhou Wanting even had the idea of ​​treating this calligraphy as a family heirloom.

"Brother Yunfeng..." Seeing that his mother was so excited, Cheng Yufei was particularly envious. She gently pulled Lu Yunfeng's clothes. Lu Yunfeng came to his senses and looked down at her: "What's wrong?"

With such close proximity to Lu Yunfeng, Cheng Yufei's heart beats very quickly, she pursed her lips and said with a blushing face: "Can you write one for me?"

"What's wrong with that?" Lu Yunfeng laughed and asked, "What do you want me to write?"

Cheng Yufei blinked and whispered: "Poems related to love."

"That's easy." Lu Yunfeng had some goods in his mind. After Zhou Wanting took away the reed, he laid a piece of rice paper again, took the pen and dipped it in ink, and then let it go.

Yanqiu poem

When asked about the world, what is love? Only life and death are allowed?

The two passengers flew from all over the world, and the old wings went on several cold and heat.

The joy and separation are painful, and there will be even more foolish children.

You should have a saying, "The clouds are vast and the snows of thousands of mountains and the evening snow are all the way to whom?"

The road across Fen is lonely, the flute and drums were in the past, and the smoke was still flat.

What can I sigh about the soul-suming Chu? The mountain ghosts are in secret and the wind and rain.

God is jealous and does not believe it, and the orioles and swallows are all yellow earth.

For thousands of years, to stay for the poet, I sing and drink hard, and visit the geese hills.

After writing, Cheng Yufei was stunned, Zhou Wanting was stunned. Only Zhang Meimei and the nanny thought the handwriting was very good, but there was no other feeling.

"This is..." Looking at the fonts that looked like wild gooses, Zhou Wanting was shocked. It turned out to be a new font!?

"What's wrong?" Lu Yunfeng asked happily when he felt the strangeness of the mother and daughter.

Someone must have seen it. Yes, Lu Yunfeng pretended to behave again, but it is undeniable that Lu Yunfeng pretended to be very good.

Zhou Wanting took a few deep breaths, grabbed Lu Yunfeng's hand, and shone in her beautiful eyes: "Yunfeng, join the Sichuan Calligraphers Association!"

"Uh..." Facing Zhou Wanting's eager and anticipated gaze, Lu Yunfeng laughed dryly: "This... I am from Yunhai."

A word made Zhou Wanting feel relieved. The Calligraphers Association has the rules of the Calligraphers Association. If outsiders want to join the local association, they must live in the local area for a long time, and participate in the calligraphy competition organized by the local association, and win awards or participate in the exhibition before they are eligible to join. Lu Yunfeng does not meet these conditions.

Of course, Zhou Wanting can also handle special matters, because Lu Yunfeng set a precedent for two fonts. As long as you take out these two characters, you will have no problem joining the Sichuan and Shu Calligraphers Association. But the problem is that once the calligraphers association on Yunhai discovers this problem, it will definitely protest. Why do you Sichuan and Shu people trap our Yunhai’s calligraphy genius? There is no reason!

For the sake of the relationship between the calligraphers associations of the two places, Zhou Wanting could not do such a thing, but she really loved talents too much and did not want Lu Yunfeng to be bound by a local association.

After a little determination, Zhou Wanting took Lu Yunfeng's hand and said, "Yunfeng, you also know that I will go to the hotel to celebrate my birthday at noon. In fact, it is because many members of the Calligraphers Association will come here today. First, to celebrate for me, and second, to gather together to exchange experiences. At that time, I want you to show your calligraphy on the spot. Is it OK?"

"Why?" Lu Yunfeng was puzzled.

"Because you are another person who started a sect." Zhou Wanting's eyes were shining: "I want to spread your reputation through this incident. I recommend you to join the National Calligraphers Association directly."

"Can it work?" Lu Yunfeng was stunned: "I have never participated in the competition, nor have I won the award. I am a young man. Even if I write a different font, I'm afraid I can't get in!"

"Haha, we have created a new font school, and there are two fonts at once. With the recommendation of all members of our Sichuan Calligraphers Association, who would object? Who dares to object?" Zhou Wanting said it was sonorous and domineering.

Lu Yunfeng thought for a moment and nodded: "Thank you Aunt Zhou, I'm willing to give it a try."

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