Overpowered Broadcast System Chapter 77: This is my Taoist Temple

　　Ning Fei took out the brush, inkstone, and ink.

　　 "My master likes to write calligraphy with brush, which is one of the few hobbies of the elderly."

　　 "So, I have learned brush calligraphy from my master since I was a child."

　　 Ning Fei began to grind, and slowly explained.

　　Chinese tradition has always been inseparable from pen, ink, paper and inkstone. To give the simplest example, in the 2008 Olympic Games, pen, ink and landscape accounted for a lot of space.

　　Because that is the essence of Chinese culture, it is a Chinese treasure that can amaze the world!

　　"Taoist writing? I suddenly thought of those masters."

　　 a netizen said suddenly.

　　 These words made many people agree.

　　 Some time ago, it was very popular on the Internet. A so-called "master" with a disheveled hair and a white coat showed Chinese calligraphy. He held a huge brush and shook it on the paper for a few times. A group of people around clapped. .

　　 This is still conservative, and there is a "master" who is even more ruthless. He has long hair and directly dipped his head in the ink, and then scribbled on the paper with his head.

　　 Just like this, there are many of his "disciples" around him, who seem to be middle-aged people in their thirties, clapping and applauding there.

　　 The clown is in the hall, and the master is wandering.

　　 Some time ago, there was a very popular painter on Douyin. He was nearly half a century old, with a little gray hair and beard, and shabby clothes. He sat on the street and made a living by painting on a fan.

　　 He can only draw 5 paintings a day, making about 240 yuan a day.

　　His paintings are purely handmade and lifelike. After being exposed on the Internet, they immediately exploded.

　　 Although this painter is relatively older, his eyes are very clear and pure, and he looks very sincere.

　　 is so popular, someone bid a very high price to buy his fan, he still, as always, only paint so many a day.

　　His realm, perhaps those so-called "masters" will never be able to reach.

　　 Ning Fei researched the ink, took out a wolf pen, dipped it in the ink, so that the tip of the brush was fully absorbed.

　　 With his brush holding, several people suddenly felt that the situation was not right, and began to have a rhythm.

　　 Now on the Internet, there has never been a shortage of people who show their superiority to others in popular science. In fact, there are many such people.

　　"The anchor only uses three fingers to hold the pen? Are you sure you can calligraphy?"

　　"I have studied calligraphy for three years, and I mean that the method of brushstroke is the five-finger pen method. All five fingers are used, and I pay attention to ‘pressing, pressing, hooking, pressing, and pressing’ to ensure that the pen is safe."

　　 "Three fingers, look like some laymen."

　　 "I thought I was a master of calligraphy, maybe it's also grandstanding."

　　"The Taoist master doesn’t know how to calligraphy, it’s not necessary."

　　 Several netizens who thought they understood started to popularize science and brought some rhythm, and some netizens who didn't know it hurriedly followed to show that they are as talented.

　　 The dogs in the village barked, and the other dogs barked, but they didn’t know why. ——Lu Xun

　　 Ning Fei also noticed the barrage, he just shook his head indifferently.

　　"There are many ways to move the pen, three-finger pen, five-finger pen, holding tube, etc. The most commonly used method is five-finger pen writing."

　　"The three-finger writing method is the ancient Chinese way of holding a brush."

　　"Su Dongpo once said:'There is no way to write a pen, you must make it vacant and wide.' This means that there is no standard for the method of writing. As long as the palm of the hand is empty, it is convenient when writing."

　　 "People who don’t understand can go to Baidu on their own. There is no need to show your ignorance in the live broadcast room."

　　 Hearing what Ning Fei said, the person with the rhythm at the beginning actually went to Baidu to check it.

　　 Actually, he has just started to learn calligraphy, and his five-finger pen is also learned from his teacher. He doesn't understand anything at all, just can't help but want to show off.

　　 Now that Ning Fei is so popular in science, I suddenly feel ashamed and embarrassed.

　　Ning flew down and was not disturbed by these people.

　　He holds a pen in his right hand, ready to write.

　　"There are three states for writing brush characters: resting on the wrist, hanging on the wrist and hanging on the elbow."

　　"Wrist pillow means the wrist is resting on the table, and the wrist hanging means the elbow is on the table and the wrist is hanging."

　　"The method I use is to hang the elbow! This method is more free and you can sway it at will."

　　 As Ning Fei said, hanging the elbow means that the arm holding the pen is all suspended in the air, so that the written characters are the most unrestrained and domineering.

　　"Qingfengguan!"

　　Ning Fei's movements were done in one go, and the writing brush seemed to have a soul under his hand, dancing wantonly.

　　 He wrote these three characters on the plaque in very standard block letters.

　　 "So handsome!"

　　"Really chic!"

　　"This word is so beautiful!"

　　 "I wipe, he really knows how to calligraphy!"

　　"What's the name of that word, yes, the pen is a dragon and a snake!"

　　"I know this, exaggerating the vivid image of calligraphy, from Li Bai's "Coursive Songs": I see dragons and snakes all the time, and Xu Xu is shocked by electricity!"

　　"Hahaha, netizens are all cultural people, I admire them."

　　"The pen walks the dragon and the snake, the snake and the mouse are a nest."

　　"Nest, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon"

　　"Ryoma Spirit!"

　　 Since ancient times, there have been talents in Barrage. Everyone was still complimenting Ning Fei's calligraphy. Soon netizens started playing idiom solitaire again.

　　 But this scene where Ning Fei writes the calligraphy still amazes many people.

　　 Ning Fei looked at the words on the plaque with a satisfied smile at the corner of her mouth.

　　 Qingfeng View.

　　This is his Taoism.

　　 Then, he wrote three more words on another plaque: Sanqing Palace!

After the words on the 　　 plaque have been written, the next step is to engrave.

The word "　　" requires three points into the wood.

The carving of 　　 is more detailed than the wood carving just now.

　　 Ning Fei took the file in his hand and started to engrave again.

　　 This is the plaque of Qingfeng Temple, which represents the facade of Qingfeng Temple.

　　 He doesn't want to make the plaque unusually domineering and aggressive, but he hopes that the plaque can also be generous and square.

　　 So, when he made the lettering, he engraved it with emotion.

　　 He was so selfless and immersed in the lettering.

　　 Little Falcon no longer knows where he went to play. Little Fox would lie on the sidelines and close his eyes quietly every time he was working hard.

　　 In the end, both plaques were made. Ning Fei smiled satisfied looking at the plaque he made by himself.

　　 "I have to buy something tomorrow, paint, glaze, seal wax, the new Qingfengguan plaque, even if it's finished!"

　　 "Congratulations to Ning Guanzhu."

　　"It's really amazing. After watching the whole process, I was amazed."

　　"Salute to traditional craftsmanship!"

　　"This is the master!"

　　 At the same time, in a small city, a middle-aged man with some vicissitudes of life looked at Ning Fei in the live broadcast and smiled happily.

　　 "I am so promising, much better than me, I know this kid will be extraordinary in the future, and the Qingfeng view is in his hands~IndoMTL.com~ will definitely be carried forward."

　　 "What are you smirking? Wash the apple quickly, and Jiaqian will be back in a while." A middle-aged woman's voice came from behind him, which sounded a little nagging.

　　"Here is here." The middle-aged man smiled happily after being scolded, and immediately got up to wash the apples.

　　.......

　　 Early the next morning, Ning Fei opened the live broadcast again as usual.

　　He first went to the morning exercise for a while, then took a bath and had breakfast.

　　At this time, he received a call. It was a colleague of ranger Zhou Peng and Yong Tao.

　　 "Hey, Ning Fei? Did Yong Tao go to your place?" Zhou Peng's voice was a little anxious.

　　"Yong Tao? Didn't he pick up Lao Zhang? Why, didn't he go back?"

　　 "Yeah, I didn't answer the phone when I called him. I'm almost dying." Zhou Peng said again.

　　 Ning Fei realized that something was not right, so he asked: "Then, Ranger Zhang, has he gone back?"

　　"Neither. I have already contacted the search and rescue team and the armed police, and I am worried that there may be something wrong with them."

　　 "Okay, I see."

　　 After hung up the phone, Ning Fei felt a little uneasy.

　　 In the depths of the Qin Mountain, there is no way for cars to pass, which means that the search and rescue team can only search inside on foot. Such progress will undoubtedly be slow.

　　"Yong Tao..."

　　 "I'm getting married, the bride is Lin Fang, hehe."

　　 "You are my best man, are you okay that day."

　　 Ning Fei didn't hesitate to think of Yong Tao's words.

　　 "Go and see what happened!"

　　 Next, Ning Fei quickly put on his hiking boots, carried his hiking bag, and took his Su Mu bow by the way, and rushed to the depths of Qin Mountain.