Unexpectedly, Xiao Ruotong moved very quickly and had already come in now.

She looked at Zhao Ruxi's handwriting and exclaimed: "Oh my god, is this your handwriting?"

She ran over, looked at Zhao Ruxi's handwriting carefully, raised her head and asked in surprise: "When did you practice?"

Zhao Ruxi had been her student. Because the two had met in the silver building before class, she had paid special attention to Zhao Ruxi's handwriting during class.

At that time, Zhao Ruxi's handwriting was not as good as that of ordinary people. It was completely disorganized and relatively ugly. It was obvious at a glance that she had never practiced calligraphy.

But now, Zhao Ruxi's calligraphy has already acquired the flavor of her master; what's even more rare is that she also has a little bit of her own style mixed in, forming her own unique charm.

Zhao Ruxi's character is free and easy, wise and transparent, and her paintings fully reveal this characteristic of her character.

Now, this characteristic is reflected in her words.

Mr. Mingcang's calligraphy is elegant and graceful. When Zhao Ruxi copied his calligraphy, he learned the essence of this graceful and graceful handwriting, and then added a free and uninhibited, wanton atmosphere. But Zhao Ruxi didn't seem to realize it yet.

In this regard, when practicing calligraphy, I tried my best to stick to Mr. Mingcang's style and try my best to resemble Mr. Mingcang, without daring to release my own style.

"Hey, wasn't my original calligraphy very ugly? I couldn't see anyone, so I practiced calligraphy whenever I had free time. After I became my master, I practiced even more diligently. I was afraid of embarrassing my master. When the time came, I would put inscriptions on the paintings.

Destroyed a painting. You originally gave me a copybook, and then Princess Shangde gave me a copybook by Mr. Mingcang. I practice when I have time. I have been practicing for two years now, and I must be a little bit

Progress.”

Xiao Ruotong: "..."

It took two years of training!

It's been a long time. There's still only a little progress.

If those scholars knew this, they would be beaten to death.

"You have completely understood the essence of my master. There is no need to stick to his copybook anymore. Let go of handwriting and show your own style." Xiao Ruotong pointed out.

"Look at your paintings. Only if you have your own style can you become a master. The same is true for calligraphy. If you only copy other people's paintings and don't have your own style, people will only say that your calligraphy is good and looks like a master, but not

I will admit that you are the master."

Xiao Ruotong's words really woke up the dreamer!

Zhao Ruxi patted her forehead: "Ah, I'm confused. Fortunately, sister Ruotong, you reminded me."

She was confused by the system's points.

The reason why she was not confused about painting was because she initially used modern painting techniques, which did not earn points. She had to combine them with ancient painting techniques to form her own style in order to gain points, which made her work hard.

Create your own way of painting.

But she had never practiced calligraphy in modern times, and had no basic knowledge in ancient times. At that time, the system told her that if she could practice to the level of Mr. Mingcang, she could earn one hundred points for each word.

Then she started from scratch, one point, two points, and climbed up. The goal was not to create her own style, but to achieve the effect of Mr. Mingcang's calligraphy.

Therefore, even though she has learned the essence of Mr. Mingcang's calligraphy, she still does not dare to go her own way. She is still bound by Mr. Mingcang's stereotypes, with the goal of earning one hundred points per word, and conscientiously works in Mr. Mingcang's inherent characteristics.

Move forward in the pattern.

If Xiao Ruotong hadn't reminded her, she would have thought about innovation only when she had reached 100 points per word. But if that time had come, it would have been a bit difficult to break out of the stereotype.

Of course, if she didn't have this target as bait, she wouldn't have had the patience to practice to this level before turning. It was possible that she would have let herself go when she got to two or three points in practice. That way she might have her own style, but the foundation would be unstable.

You will never become a master.

So everything is just right.

Zhao Ruxi became excited when she thought that she could innovate and earn one hundred points for one word.

She said to Xiao Ruotong: "Then let me write now?"

Xiao Ruotong nodded, his face full of expectation.

Zhao Ruxi took away the paper with thirty words written on it and took another piece of paper.

The size of the paper she used to practice calligraphy was deliberately cut by her, and Qing Feng also creased it for her so that she could stop writing at exactly thirty characters.

But now, in order to find that unfettered state, she took a piece of paper that had not been cut or creased, and planned to write a random passage that automatically came to her mind from the Four Books and Five Classics.

The reason why Zhao Ruxi is a top student is that in addition to her relatively high IQ, another characteristic is her extremely strong concentration.

She laid out the paper and did not immediately pick up the pen to write, but began to sharpen the ink.

Xiao Ruotong watched from the side, and saw that Zhao Ruxi had just been grinding the ink for a while, and then she completely entered a state. It was as if she was the only one left in the world, and everything around her was directly blocked by her, except for her.

and the words she is about to write.

Seeing Zhao Ruxi like this, Xiao Ruotong suddenly had a hint of enlightenment.

At this time, Zhao Ruxi put down the ink stick, picked up the pen, and started writing.

Because Qing Feng had to obey the girl's summons at all times, Zhao Ruxi did not ask her to go out. She also stayed in the room at this time. She just stood in a relatively remote position to reduce her sense of presence and try not to affect Zhao Ruxi and Xiao Ruotong.

At this time, she clearly felt that the way the girl wrote was different from before.

She used to be very serious, and would even enter this state of selflessness. But when she started writing, she was serious and slow, each stroke was very fixed, as if restricted by some rules, and her expression remained tense until she finished writing.

It takes one word to relax you.

But at this time, Zhao Ruxi was in the same state as the boxing she practiced in the yard in the morning. She was in a very relaxed and casual state, just like the clouds in the sky, gathering and dispersing with the wind, unrestrained, and even a little lazy.

Because of her spontaneity, Zhao Ruxi wrote more than thirty characters in this paragraph, and she didn't stop until she reached forty or fifty characters.

Xiao Ruotong was worried about affecting her, so she just walked to a place far away from Zhao Ruxi and sat down. At this time, seeing her put down her pen and recover from the selfless state, she walked over, got close to Zhao Ruxi, and looked down at her just now.

written words.

"Wow, that's great." She exclaimed.

The words on the paper are graceful, free and unrestrained, wild and uninhibited. The kind of free and easy flow that comes to your face is as if you will become an immortal in the next moment and escape from the worldly world. People can't help but admire it and yearn for it.

Zhao Ruxi had no time to appreciate and reflect on the words she had just written. She was shocked by the points reported by the system.
Chapter completed!