Endless Rebirth

After the host announced the name of the program, everyone in the audience had different expressions.

Not to mention the audience members who were whispering and taking selfies, the VIPs in the front row were also talking about it.

"Calligraphy? Principal Yu, your school is full of talents." said the middle-aged man sitting in the main seat.

"Minister Liu is so complimentary. Young people are just doing calligraphy and writing. I don't know what they can write." Principal Yu knew that the deputy minister of education was a calligraphy enthusiast and said with a smile: "If you have time, I would like to ask Minister Liu for a calligraphy." What a blessing."

Minister Liu smiled and shook his head, "I won't show my shame. It's rare for an interesting little guy to appear. Let's watch the performance. At least it can be written in front of so many people. Your courage is commendable."

Principal Yu nodded and said nothing. As Xiaosi and Xiaosi came on stage, everyone's discussion stopped for a moment, and everyone watched the two performers with wide eyes.

As Minister Liu said, courage is commendable.This is what most guests think, and it is very real and realistic.After all, it is difficult to achieve success in calligraphy without long-term immersion. Think about it as a freshman who has just entered school, how can he write good calligraphy?

Most of the guests watched the performance with the idea of ​​encouragement and support. Nowadays, there are not many young people who can calm down and practice calligraphy.Of course, these are the views of some older teachers who have been engaged in education for many years.

The sound of the guzheng sounded, Lin Xiaoyu immediately danced, and Xiaosi also held the pen with both hands, calmly.

"'Mountains and Flowing Water'? Although it is played electronically and is not played live, it is appropriate to match it with live writing." Minister Liu squinted at the stage, seeming to be really interested in this program. "Just holding a pen with both hands, does he want to..."

Before he could say anything more, Xiao Si on the stage had already started writing.

"The clouds are desolate and the dawn is flowing, and the palace of the Han Dynasty is moving in the high autumn. At what time are the remaining stars blocked by wild geese. The flute sounds and a person leans on the building. The purple flowers are half open and the chrysanthemums are still. The red clothes are gone and the lotus is sad. The sea bass is so beautiful that it will not go back. , Wearing the Nanguan in the sky to learn from the prisoners of Chu."

This is the right-hand regular script, "Late Autumn in Chang'an" by Zhao Gu (gu three tones) of the Tang Dynasty.

"The devil invades the rogue poem at dusk. He walks around the fence and scratches the stone to silence his voice. He writes with beauty in the frost, and sings to the moon with fragrance in his mouth. The paper is full of self-pity and resentment. Who can explain the autumn heart in a few words? A comment from Tao Ling After the chapter, the eternal high wind speaks to the present."

This is left-hand cursive script, which is "Yong Chrysanthemum" written by Cao Xueqin in the Qing Dynasty.

After Xiaosi came on stage to write, he was immersed in his work and completely forgot that it was a performance.Writing with both hands is inherently difficult.What's more, to write these two seven-character poems, he had to be careful and focused to succeed.

The song "Mountains and Flowing Waters" played on the stage, and Lin Xiaoyu moved to the music and danced around Ke Lin.At some point, the long camera swing arm came over Colin, and the camera faithfully projected the picture onto the large screen.

"Do two things at once. Do both good and bad things, good! Good!" Minister Liu said happily.

A smile flashed in Principal Yu's eyes. He did not expect that there would be such a capable person among the new students.If Minister Liu can say yes, of course it is really good.This isn't just flattery, it's because he understands what's good about it.

Although the artistic conception is good, calligraphy performances are inherently boring, and only those who know the art can appreciate the fun.There is a lot less fun on the young stage.But it is not the case in front of you. The unique sound of the guzheng, in conjunction with the music, brings everyone into a specific environment, making the audience unconsciously attracted. They slowly calm down while enjoying the dance, and wash away the fatigue just now. .

Second, the creativity is good, and it is not unusual to do two things at once. What is difficult is to write at the same time, under the watchful eyes of nearly [-] viewers.Two different poems are written in different fonts, but the poems are of the same format and the same theme. How can it be said that it is not good?

As for the handwriting, it became secondary, because this performance had already made everyone in the audience applaud.For the principal, Minister Liu's satisfaction is the greatest comfort.

Although he is the president of Shanghai University, he is still under a lot of pressure.The purpose of holding this party with great fanfare is to show off our heritage and gain support from the city.

……

"It's true that there are many talents in this generation. I didn't expect that there would be such a talented person among the younger generations." In the front row of the audience, a beautiful woman holding a small bag exclaimed.She is one of the social representatives who returned to school this time and also graduated from Shanghai University. She also praised Colin's performance.

"Who says it's not? Think about it when we were freshmen, we didn't know where we were playing games. People are really incomparable." said a person next to the woman.

"Come on, you kid is so shameless. If you weren't playing games, how could you open a huge game company? Why, now that you have some achievements, you can show off your skills when you return to your alma mater?" The woman's words were sharp.

The person next to me smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Sister Wu, what are you talking about? I am really feeling sorry for you. If I had the ability of the guy above, would I still be single? Game companies are useful, and they are not asking people to make a living. . How can I compare with Senior Sister Wu, in..."

"Okay, let's watch the show. I don't want you to disturb my mood." The woman snorted coldly.

This was just a small episode in the audience. In fact, many people praised Colin's show.I don’t know when, but the students had already raised their mobile phones, taking photos and videos, and their faces were very excited.

Damn, this is a great guy, a real martial arts figure.

It can be compared with Xiao Longnu’s left hand drawing a square and her right hand drawing a circle.

Anyway, they can't do it. I heard that they are still freshmen, which is even more surprising.

Various comments and admirations gradually heated up the atmosphere in the auditorium.Various pictures, messages, etc. appeared online immediately, allowing some students who did not attend the event to see them.

There was a small corner of the auditorium where all the students from the history class were sitting. After the fourth grader came on stage to perform, everyone started talking.

“I didn’t expect Colin, who looks so thin and weak, to have such abilities!”

"Yeah, seeing him sitting in the back every day, I thought he was a lonely person."

"This show is great, but I don't know what will happen next?"

"I really envy this guy, he can win the mysterious grand prize."

"What could it be?"

"..."

This was the discussion of classmates, and the voice was not noticeable in the huge audience.

Among the teaching staff, some people couldn't help but praise him, but this time the target was Lin Hongru, the class teacher.

"Old Lin, there is a talented man in your class. His calligraphy is so good. It would be a pity to be placed in your history department. Why not let him come to our literature..."

"Hey, you're so rude, old Qian. You've just started to poach me right after I entered school? Do you have any professional ethics? Besides, this calligraphy is good, what does it have to do with you who are engaged in literature? Oh, hehe Then we can’t have a calligrapher in our history department.”

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, Lao Lin, that's not what I meant..."

"That's not what you mean. What does that mean? You old boy, don't think that I don't know about your frivolous nature. Don't you just want to cultivate it well and bring it into the calligraphy association as a tutor in the future to earn some fame for you? Tell you, no way!"

"No, Lao Lin, everything is easy to discuss. Besides, the students haven't expressed their stance yet, so..."

"What can you do if I don't agree with this yarn?"

"I……"

The teachers next to them looked at the two bickering people in amusement. Lin and Qian, two teachers who entered the Magic City University to teach at the same time, were a little stumbling on weekdays. Everyone knew that they would not blush at each other, so they watched the show happily.

Teacher Wu, who was not far away, also pricked up his ears and heard the bickering between the two teachers. He looked at it in amusement and then stared at the stage again, thinking: Is this the program Hu Lidao was talking about?It's pretty cool, but I don't know what's next?

She was full of expectations. The promise she made in class was not a lie. She also hoped that there would be some outstanding students in this batch of freshmen.

Obviously, Xiaosi’s performance was a success!

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

In a corner at the back of the stage, Liu Zijun, who was watching carefully, suddenly shouted excitedly three times.

Boss Hu also took a deep breath, with a smile on his face.Xiaosi's appearance was very eye-catching. Even though they were some distance away from the auditorium, they could hear the admiration from the audience, not to mention the picture at this time was so beautiful.

Chen Feng looked at Ke Lin who was confident and swaying freely on the stage, and felt very happy in his heart.

Xiaosi didn't wear glasses this time, and was wearing a silver-white tuxedo, matching the tie around his neck. His usual childishness had faded away, and he had gained a mature and calm temperament.

Her hair was combed back and had some hair wax on it, making it shiny black under the light.The thin figure is not too thin at the moment, but it is embellished with a tuxedo and has a bookish air.

Writing is not done on the table, but on a drawing board.

It was like the kind used for outdoor sketching, except that the drawing board in front of Xiao Si was longer and slender.

Place it vertically in front of him, dip his left and right hands in ink at the same time and start writing, from top to bottom, only two vertical lines are written on each drawing board, and each vertical line is exactly four lines of poetry.

The writing board on the right hand is regular and neat, the distance between the words is very appropriate, and the strokes of the pen show a bit of the style of two kings.The left hand scrawls wildly, writing in black and white. The strokes are connected and circular. The shape of the characters is wild and changeable. The continuous convolutions can make people feel some of his wild emotions.

"It seems that Xiaosi has put himself into it!" Chen Feng discovered this, a smile suddenly appeared on his lips, and he murmured.

But he didn't want to be heard by Liu Zijun beside him. He put his arm on Chen Feng's shoulder and asked, "Third brother, what's going on? What can you say on your own?"

"Look at Xiao Si, he was a little jerky at first, but now he is gradually becoming more proficient and natural. Moreover, the dancing, music and noise did not disturb him. It can be seen that this kid has been trance-like and has entered a state where he forgets both things and himself. ”

"So mysterious?" Liu Zijun also looked up.

……

It took more than two minutes to write. After Colin finished writing, he did not forget to click on the time and place.

After writing the last word, he was already sweating profusely, and at this time the host also came on stage. (To be continued.)