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The Immortal Poet, the Sage of Calligraphy, and the Sage of Wonderful Paintings.

Each skill represented the pinnacle of Chinese culture and was priced at 500,000 points.

"System, are there only three options?”

"There will be more in the future. With the host's current fame points, you can buy two or none.”

"The Immortal Poet and the Sage of Calligraphy.”Han Chen was most familiar with these two skills. He could save the Art Saint's skills for the next time.

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, the skills of the Ancient Poet and the Thousand Years Calligraphy Sage were unlocked!

In an instant, all the poems and knowledge entered Han Chen's mind, and his appreciation of poems reached its peak. Then, everything related to calligraphy became one with him.

As long as he lifted his brush, Han Chen would be the current Wang Xizhi!

"Try it!" Han Chen immediately went to the study, took out the paper and brush from the drawer, dipped them in ink, and started to write.

When holding a pen, the fingers are solid and the palm is empty, and the five fingers are in sync. The meaning of the painting is the same as that of the pen, and the texture is the same as that of the pen. The distribution is complicated, the density is appropriate, the actual situation and the virtual situation are mutually generated, and the whole chapter is full of qi.

Every word was filled with the spirit of Wei and Jin!

" Yonghe ninth year, the year is Gui Chou. At the beginning of late spring, we will meet at the Orchid Pavilion in Shanyin, Kuaiji…"

The Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection by the Sage of Calligraphy, Wang Xizhi, was the best practice work.

A few minutes later, Han Xuan ran in when she heard the commotion in the study.

Seeing her brother practicing calligraphy on the desk for no reason, she smiled and walked up to him."You're back to your old job. Didn't you not write for half a year?”

In the past, Han Chen's calligraphy and painting could only be considered average.

Seeing that her brother didn't respond, Han Xuan pouted and stood aside to watch him copy the work of the Sage of Calligraphy.

"This Preface to the Orchid Pavilion!" Very quickly, Han Xuan saw the extraordinariness of her brother's calligraphy.

For a moment, she even felt that the legendary Calligraphy Saint, Wang Xizhi, was standing in front of her, overlapping with Han Chen.

" Exactly the same!?" Han Xuan zoomed in on the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection on the tablet and compared it to her brother's calligraphy. Every word was exactly the same!

In the past, his brother's calligraphy was not bad, but it was far from the level it was now.

"Have you been enlightened?" Han Xuan poked her head out and admired the calligraphy work more carefully.

"Do you believe that the reason why I earn so much money is related to this?”Han Chen raised his head and looked into his sister's eyes.

"Calligraphers and painters do make money when they become famous.”Han Xuan nodded." But you're not famous! Don't try to trick me, you stinky little brother!"

After saying that, Han Xuan pushed Han Chen's waist.

"Believe it or not!" Han Chen also pinched his sister's arm." Stay half a meter away from me. Don't disturb me."”

Han Chen could not concentrate when he smelled his sister's perfume.

Fifteen minutes later, a Preface to the Lanting Collection appeared on the paper.

"Awesome!"

Just as Han Xuan was about to pick up the calligraphy piece with her hand, Han Chen crumpled the Xuan paper into a ball and threw it into the dustbin.

"You threw it away just like that?”Han Xuan ran to the dustbin and picked up the "treasure" that her brother had thrown away.

"I wrote it for fun. Why do I need it?" With Han Chen's current strength, he could crush all the calligraphers in the world." Sis, hurry up and throw away the trash. If you like it, I can just write another one."”

"Then hurry up." Han Xuan urged after throwing away the paper.

Then, Han Chen wrote a poem on the paper under his sister's gaze.

"Farewell to an Old Friend in Guangling"

Old friends bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks fell in Yangzhou in March.

The lonely sail's shadow in the distant blue sky is gone, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.

This poem was "Farewell Meng Haoran to Guangling" by the great poet of the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai.

However, the world was different now. There was no great poet Li Bai in history.

"You wrote this poem?" Han Xuan looked at the exquisite words and slowly recited the farewell poem.

Although it was a farewell, the feelings were not sad. Instead, there was a kind of open and open mood, showing the poet's romance vividly.

Elegant and agile, deep but not stagnant, eternal but not sad, beautiful but not floating, far but not empty rhyme.

"Farewell to Chen Zi Shu: A little farewell to the family for a strong tour, autumn wind and autumn rain Mulan boat. Send your heart like a long river, thousands of turns around the ferry.”

Han Xuan recited a Qing Dynasty poem from the language textbook. After comparing it, she felt that her brother's farewell poem was much better!

"How do you feel?" Han Chen handed the poem to his sister and smiled." Now, do you think I can earn money from this?”

"Is our family really going to have a great poet?”

Han Chen left the study with a smile while his sister was overjoyed. Back in his bedroom, he turned on his laptop again and logged into Weibo to argue with the netizens.

He had to grab hold of the popularity on Weibo. He knew that it would not be long before this matter cooled down.

He was going to earn fame in the next few days!

Not long after, a reply came into Han Chen's sight.

"Scumbag, a man like you is destined to be an orphan!”

This message was not ordinary. It was actually the host Zhou Meng herself.

"You're here to give me experience points again?"

Since she had taken the initiative to come up and slap him, it would not make sense for Han Chen not to slap her a few times.

After cursing a few times, he opened Zhou Meng's account and saw a pinned Weibo post.

The content was very simple. The host, Zhou Meng, was going to participate in the show "Loving Each Other".

Coincidentally, Han Chen was also " registered " to participate in this show…

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