The Almighty God starts from the NPC in the crying secret room

Chapter 86

As soon as Wu Ming started broadcasting, thousands of people poured into the live broadcast room.

After seeing Wu Ming's posture on the table, many people immediately understood that Wu Ming was going to do calligraphy live broadcast today.

"Master Nong, do you have any surprises that I don't know about?"

"What's so good about writing calligraphy? It's better to sing!"

"Yeah! Nongbao! I'm going to die without your songs!"

"I think Mr. Nong is able to attract so many people because of his changing style!"

"I know a thing or two about everything, so I ask you if you are afraid?"

Before officially starting to write, Wu Ming said: "I really want to write calligraphy live,
The teacher told me that in addition to reading more calligraphy, you need to practice more.

But calligraphy pays attention to the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, and the words are born from the heart. Can you write the words beautifully?
In addition to the skills at hand, the state of mind is also very important, so when I officially started writing,
I may not be able to have a good chat with everyone, so please forgive me when the time comes.

Of course, if you really feel bored, you don’t have to force yourself to stay in my live broadcast room. "

"Master Nong, take a look at the private message, you can give these people room management, and we will help you maintain order in the live broadcast room."

This is an eye-catching message sent by the housing management. Out of trust in the housing management, Wu Ming nodded and said, "No problem."

After saying this, Wu Ming clicked on the private message of the housing manager, and found that these people seemed to be quite familiar.

After he clicked into the homepages of these people one by one, he found that he knew all of them.

For example, girls in palace costumes, young people who almost jumped into the lake, and Dr. Huangfu and nurses at the Pet Hospital.

Since they were all old acquaintances, and probably knew that they were doing well, Wu Ming gave them the housekeeper.

This increased the number of housekeepers in Wu Ming's live broadcast room from one person at the beginning to twelve.

After giving the room manager, Wu Ming took a few deep breaths, and then began to copy.

The system task did not stipulate what fonts he had to copy, so he opened a copybook.

When you turn to a page, you can copy whose words.

Compared with other anchors who sing, dance, chat and play games, Wu Ming's live broadcast room is indeed a bit boring.

Therefore, many people ran away after a glance, but there were still many people who were interested in calligraphy stayed.

With the passage of time, many people found that even if Wu Ming only practiced calligraphy, he still had quite a pleasant surprise.

"Damn it! I just searched with pictures, and the ink, paper and inkstone of Mr. Nong are not cheap!"

"I also searched. It seems to be from Yanmo Pavilion, a century-old store in Beijing. It is estimated that this set will cost tens of thousands!"

"As expected of Mr. Nong! The brushes, ink, paper and inkstones used to practice calligraphy are so precious."

"Have you forgotten that Master Nong is the registered disciple of Wang Yanqing? Of course the equipment should be better!"

"That's right! And have you found out? These characters copied by Mr. Nong are all similar!"

With the blessing of elementary calligraphy, Wu Ming doesn't care whose calligraphy he copied.

Whether it is cursive script, official script or regular script, etc., it can be copied exactly the same.

"This is not copying! This is copying!"

"Understood! Master Nong is actually a copier."

"Shut up! After the founding of the People's Republic, you are not allowed to become a master!"

"Maybe Mr. Nong became a master before the founding of the People's Republic of China!"

"By the way, were there copiers before the founding of the People's Republic of China?"

In a courtyard in the capital, Wang Yanqing was also watching Wu Ming's live broadcast.

He saw much more than the average spectator.

He had only seen Wu Ming copying his calligraphy before, and he felt that Wu Ming's copying was not bad, and he was quite talented in calligraphy.

Now it seems that Wu Ming's talent in calligraphy far exceeds his expectations.

Although copying is written according to other people's words, different people must have what they are good at and what they are not good at.

For example, when he first learned calligraphy when he was young, he copied the cursive script quite well, but his official script was slightly worse.

But now, no matter whose handwriting Wu Ming is copying, no matter what typeface it is, he can easily grasp it at his fingertips.

And every time about ten characters are written, the following characters are not only similar in shape, but also a little more agile.

That is to say, Wu Ming is improving at a jaw-dropping speed.

After meditating on calligraphy for decades, Wang Yanqing can be sure that Wu Ming is not hiding his clumsiness.

In order to impress him with rapid progress, some people used a little cleverness.

When I write, I take it a little bit, but the habits, fluency, etc. are hard to cover up.

Naturally, Wang Yanqing saw through these people's tricks at a glance, and then he drove them away, and they never communicated again.

But he had seen Wu Ming write with his own eyes at a close distance, so he could be sure that Wu Ming was not hiding his clumsiness.

"Old guy, what are you looking at? So serious?" A familiar voice came, it was Zhang Wenling.

The two have been friends for so many years, and Zhang Wenling felt like coming home when he entered the courtyard.

"Watch Xiao Wu practicing calligraphy."

Without raising her head, Wang Yanqing just pointed to the teapot on the table and said, "I'm thirsty and make tea myself."

Zhang Wenling smiled. He leaned closer to the teapot and smelled it. It was his favorite tea.

After making a cup of tea for the two of them, he also took out his mobile phone and watched Wu Ming's live broadcast.

After watching it for a while, Zhang Wenling said, "Old man, isn't Xiao Wu's speed of improvement a bit exaggerated?"

Although Zhang Wenling's calligraphy skills are far inferior to Wang Yanqing's, he still knows more than ordinary people.

In addition, there are dozens of words written by Wu Ming, and Wu Ming's progress can be seen with a little comparison.

"Hmm. I don't know how this kid's head grows... His state of mind is completely different from those of his peers."

Although Wang Yanqing's apprentices are not many, but there are some, and there are also younger generations.

No matter how polite and calm they are usually, when practicing calligraphy, every word can reflect their state of mind.

That is more or less impetuous, but it is also unavoidable.

After all, they are young people, and those who can become Wang Yanqing's apprentices, their family background and other aspects will not be too bad.

After going smoothly for a long time, it will naturally be a little floating. Who is not frivolous when young?

These are relatively easy to handle, and as time goes by and age grows, you can gradually become more stable.

However, Wu Ming's writing did not show any frivolity, but a sense of calmness, as if he had experienced life and death.

After many people have experienced ups and downs, or life-and-death dangers, their state of mind will undergo tremendous changes and they will mature quickly.

This is how Wu Ming's words give Wang Yanqing the feeling.

"It shouldn't be! It was just a wave of rhythm, but after we came forward, shouldn't he be a blessing in disguise?"

Zhang Wenling was also a little puzzled.

"Could it be that Xiao Wu has a past that we don't know about?" Wang Yanqing asked.

"No. Someone checked Xiao Wu's past. He was born as an orphan and was abandoned at the gate of the orphanage since he was a child.
I don't even know who my parents are. Later, when I grew up, I was admitted to a decent university. After graduation, I went to work in a large factory.

But soon after, he was put on small shoes by the leader, and even lost his job. After losing his job, he changed his career as an anchor and UP host.
And it was from that time that he gradually showed his ability..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Wenling added another sentence: "There is another small detail, that is, after Xiao Wu lost his job,

I was bored, so I got very drunk, and then passed out on the green belt. I didn't wake up until the next morning and ran home.

Could it be that he experienced Nankeyimeng on the green belt?That's why you have such a state of mind? "

After listening to Zhang Wenling's words, Wang Yanqing was silent for a while before saying: "I don't know very well,

But if a dream can really change people's state of mind so much, it can only be said that Xiao Wu is lucky. "

"Yes!" Zhang Wenling nodded, and turned to watch Wu Ming's live broadcast with relish.

The number of people in Wu Ming's live broadcast room stabilized at around 10 after a round of dancing.

Among these people, apart from Wu Ming's beauty, many of them are interested in calligraphy and Wu Ming's characters.

"The anchor's handwriting is good! Can you sell it? I will pay 100 yuan for each word."

"Hehe. 100 yuan? Who do you look down on? Have you seen the writing brush used in the live broadcast?"

"Hiss—could it be the Langhao brush from Yanmo Pavilion?"

"Just now someone offered 500 yuan for one word, but the anchor didn't even bother."

"By the way, can the host help me write a picture?"

"I want it too, can you specify Wang Yanqing and Wang Lao?"

"What? Do you also want to use the anchor's words to deceive people?"

"What is it called?"

"I asked someone to make this idea just now, but someone said it after a little trick."

"Although the anchor's handwriting is copied well, it is still a bit rigid and does not have the agility of the prototype."

"It's okay to deceive laymen with such words, but an insider can see the problem after a closer look."

"The question is, aren't laymen usually the ones who are deceived?"

"Don't think about it, Mr. Nong is the registered disciple of Wang Yanqing, so don't come here if you make up your mind."

After the audience chattered for a while, someone posted a 1000 yuan note saying: "Anchor,
Could you please write down my ID?I'm going to use it as an avatar.

Or hang it in the room to add a little artistic atmosphere. "

Seeing someone really "throwing a lot of money" to ask for words, the barrage in the live broadcast room became lively again.

"Boss, can you take a look at my handwriting? Two hundred and one words are fine."

"Yes! I can also do calligraphy, and I only charge you 100 yuan."

"I'm eighty!"

"I have 50 yuan, write two copies!"

"This can be rolled, right?"

The girl in the palace costume also posted a barrage at this time, saying: "I'm sorry, Nongbao is more serious when practicing calligraphy, so I can't reply you immediately.
Let's contact you after Nongbao finishes practicing calligraphy! "

"No problem. I can wait." Just six words plus two periods, this person spent another 1000 yuan.

When many viewers in the live broadcast room began to lick the boss, Wu Ming also wrote 3 words.

During the whole process of copying and practicing calligraphy, Wu Ming could feel a sense of tranquility every time he finished writing a character.

This made him more immersed in it and entered a state of selflessness. There is a system to help improve calligraphy ability.

Now after entering the realm of selflessness, the speed of improvement is even faster.

In the novel, there is a word that can well explain Wu Ming's current state - epiphany.

In the state of epiphany, Wu Ming's handwriting is not only fast, but also very stable, and the length and thickness of each stroke are the same as those on the copybook.

And with the improvement of his calligraphy ability, the words he wrote became a little more agile, and they were no longer so lifeless.

If Wu Ming's calligraphy at the beginning was exquisite wood carvings, then his current calligraphy is like a small flower blooming on the wood carvings.

The breeze blows, the little flowers move, and the wood carvings seem to come alive.

After finishing the last stroke, a ray of light seemed to flash in Wu Ming's eyes.

【Ding!Congratulations to the host for triggering the Harvest Critical Strike, calligraphy ability +300, elementary calligraphy promoted to intermediate calligraphy. 】

When harvesting intermediate calligraphy, someone in the live broadcast room posted another eye-catching message:

"Anchor, what's the use of writing so many words? You can't make money other than gifts from everyone.

Even if you earn gift money, you earn less than when you sing, isn't it thankless? "

(End of this chapter)