Chapter 296: The aesthetics haven’t changed, so does he deserve it?

Chapter 296: The aesthetics haven’t changed, so does he deserve it?

Chapter 296: The aesthetics have not changed, is he worthy?

Leaving the accompanying photographer to stay outside, Jiang Lingxi walked to the inkstone she had been eyeing.

Seeing the person in charge coming over, he asked directly: "Is this square inkstone for sale?"

Since she has Mo, she cannot keep it away due to her personality, so she simply gathers the other three treasures of the study at once. It just so happens that the things in this studio are pretty good in her opinion.

“It’s for sale, Teacher Jiang plans to buy it?”

“Well, I also want to purchase some other brushes and paper.”

Without waiting for the person in charge to react, he said, "I'll pick it up later and ask my assistant to come over and pay."

　　Inexplicably, he became the person in charge of a business: "...Ah, okay, Teacher Jiang."

So after Jiang Lingxi came out of the inkstone area, she went to the calligraphy brush area and the paper and silk area.

 She did not bring a photographer with her, so she could only be seen in front of a fixed lens.

 It feels quite elusive.

The observers were also confused: "What is Jiang Lingxi doing?"

 “Wandering around?”

Xu Qingmei looked at the guests who had gathered together after completing the task, then looked at Jiang Lingxi who was walking alone, and chuckled: "Teacher Jiang looks a bit out of place!"

 While everyone else is staying calm in front of the camera, you are the only one who is restless.

 Are you going to be unique?

 “She was picking out something.”

"Picking things?" Xu Qingmei subconsciously questioned, looking at the figure passing by in the camera, "How did Mr. Shen notice that? Why didn't I see that she was picking things?"

Who only takes a quick look at something before leaving? When she goes to the mall and sees a bag she likes, she will pick it up and carry it.

Shen Yunqing noticed the brush and paper that Jiang Lingxi looked at a few times, and thought to himself: Your Majesty's aesthetics have really not changed at all.

As for the murmuring questions from the side, Quan pretended not to have heard them.

Xu Qingmei waited for a while but didn't get a reply. She couldn't help but turn her head and looked over. She saw that this person was looking at the split screen seriously, with no intention of answering her.

 The corners of his mouth twitched and he took a deep breath.

 Then the PD responsible for field control received her look over.

　　Be sure to cut this section when editing!

 Xu Yinghou cannot be humiliated by anyone.

 Especially in front of the camera.

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Unconsciously, the sunset was already filling the sky outside the window.

Su Yi's inkstone repair mission has finally come to an end, but the closer he is to success, the harder it is to relax, as any effort will be wasted if he is not careful.

The old master originally wanted to remind her at this time, but seeing that the girl was still calm and not a little irritated, he swallowed the reminder again.

 There was a cheer from Qian Yaya outside.

 Her ink was taken out from the drying room.

 A few soft ink strips will have turned into hard ink strips when you put them in.

Even when Jiang Lingxi heard the noise coming from outside, she couldn't help but secretly praise: This drying room is really convenient!

If this was done in ancient times, it would have to be done in the shade for at least a month or two, or even half a year.

 Now with the blessing of technology, it will be done in a while.

 The speed has increased so much!

 “Brother Jinghuai, my ink is ready!”

Jing Huai looked at Qian Yaya walking towards him excitedly holding an ink stick inkstone and rice paper, and the hand holding the brush couldn't help but tremble.

 Still not escaped!

He originally thought of writing a piece for this girl in private and then finish it, but now he had to finish it in front of the camera. He was really unhappy about being forced to put it on the shelves.

Unexpectedly, Lu Sen put his arm around Shen Hechen's shoulders and came over, "Let's also appreciate Teacher Jing's Yuan Zhao style. Teacher Jing, don't you mind?"

Jing Huai smiled and bit his back teeth, "Of course I don't mind."

 Qian Yaya has already set up the inkstone and announced the decree, and diligently started to grind the ink.

 Li Wanxuan looked at the screen with a little sore eyes, and looked at the young man who was about to write on the screen at the moment. She remembered that Jing Huai was the star who landed in the air.

Now that she knew that the other person also had the Yuan Zhao Ti, which was the most difficult to practice, her dissatisfaction with this person was reduced a bit.

She sighed: "Few young people would choose to practice Yuan Zhao Ti these days. It's rare that Jing Huai can actually do it!" Xu Qingmei originally wanted to ask if Yuan Zhao Ti was related to Emperor Yuan Zhao, but if she asked that If you do, you may expose your ignorance.

Although she could ask the program team to cut out this section during editing, she still didn't want Shen Yunqing, who was sitting next to her, to know that she didn't even know this.

I had no choice but to keep this doubt in my heart silently.

“Brother Jinghuai, the ink is ready.”

Jing Huai held the brush that had been dipped in ink, looked at the blank rice paper under his hand, and took a deep breath.

Until now, he could only comfort himself silently. There were very few handwritings left by Emperor Yuan Zhao, and more were copied by later generations. Even if his writing was not very similar, not many people should be able to see it.

 Everyone who can see it cannot gather around him.

Even if he could see it, he could explain that what he used to practice Yuan Zhao Ti was just a copy of a later generation.

 It can be understood even if it is not written in real Yuanzhao style.

 Thinking about it, he suddenly made up his mind.

 “Have Yaya thought about what you want me to write?”

Qian Yaya nodded quickly. She had already thought about it, "Brother Jinghuai, just write, fresh clothes and angry horses will live up to your youth. This is my favorite sentence. I will write it as a gift to Yaya after signing it at the end." Just put your signature."

Jing Huai responded with a smile: "Okay."

As soon as the word "fresh" came out, Qian Yaya's little face full of expectation froze, and Lu Sen and Shen Hechen who were watching couldn't help but raise their eyebrows.

However, the changes in the expressions of the three people were not noticed by Jing Huai who was writing seriously.

There are only thirteen words in total, and they were written quickly.

Jing Huai put down the brush and then looked up at Qian Yaya, who was standing opposite and seemed a little distracted, "Yaya, I've finished writing."

“Ah, okay,” Qian Yaya quickly smiled, “Thank you, brother Jinghuai.”

 “You’re welcome, it’s not very well written, just don’t mind it.”

 “No, I don’t dislike it, I don’t dislike it.”

Lu Sen and Shen Hechen looked away from the eight characters and looked at each other silently without saying anything.

Although they have never seen the handwriting written by Emperor Yuan Zhao, they can still distinguish the quality of the handwriting.

 Regardless of whether the character written by Jing Huai is in Yuan Zhao style or not, they really look down upon this character.

 If you have to evaluate it, you can only evaluate its form but not its spirit.

 Fortunately, this person is self-aware and knows that his writing is not good.

The reason why I was selected for this show is probably because of my painting skills!

Look at Qian Yaya who smiled and accepted the gift handwritten by her idol. This... is probably a fan filter!

Jiang Lingxi came out after picking out the brushes and saw a few people gathered outside. Her eyes passed over the rice paper in Qian Yaya's hand and landed on the ink sticks on the table. She asked casually: "Are you done with the ink sticks?" ,easy to use?"

 “It’s a little sticky when ground.”

 “It should be that the glue failed to blend well.”

"I think so too, but if I want to use it, I have to ask Brother Jinghuai. Brother Jinghuai just helped me write it."

Jing Huai met Jiang Lingxi’s gaze and said, “It’s quite smooth to write and easy to use.”

Jiang Lingxi glanced at the big words on the paper. After first seeing the effect of using the ink stick, she then looked at the words and asked, "Are these the words you wrote on the paper?"

"Um."

Jiang Lingxi nodded and declined to comment.

 She really didn’t see any similarity between this character and her own font.

 There was also silence in the commentator’s observation room.

　　If you were looking forward to it at the beginning, then Li Wanxuan was very disappointed.

 Just like this, can it also be called Yuan Zhao style?

 She was so angry that she felt angry because she hated using Yuan Zhao style to show off her ability. But in the end, it turned out to be nothing but bullshit!

But there was someone beside her who added fuel to her fire, "This is a good calligraphy! By the way, I remember Jiang Lingxi and Teacher Jiang are filming "Empress Yuan Zhao". There should be a lot of scenes of writing calligraphy in costume dramas. , you can just ask Jing Huai to help with this part. Two people in the same company are still on the same show. How convenient! When the show is broadcast, Jing Huai’s Yuan Zhao Ti can also add a lot to the show. It’s a few points.”

As soon as Xu Qingmei finished speaking, Li Wanxuan couldn't help but sneered, but before she could speak, an unceremonious voice reached everyone's ears.

 “He deserves it too!”

 (End of this chapter)