MTL - Release that Man-Chapter 29

As the saying goes, words are like theirs.

Because the scribes and ink writers have their own personalities, the characters they write will more or less bring their own style.

There are those who are wild and uninhibited, those who are elegant and elegant, and those who are magnificent. However, no matter how many wonderful or unique calligraphy have ever been published, everyone present has never heard of it before, and there are people who can write the characters so precisely ... precisely? !!

Yes, it is precision!

In the process of lifting the pen and ink, Ye Yeshuang was not as fluent as the ordinary calligrapher when he relaxed his wrists. Instead, he was as precise, accurate and meticulous as he was conducting a most rigorous experiment ...

When someone wrote a calligraphy, it was calligraphy, but Ye Shuang said that she was writing her calligraphy.

In fact, that's just paint.

In the framework in Ye Shuang's mind, the white paper she is writing about has been divided into countless horizontal and vertical axes by dense dense lines. Each stroke, stroke, or even an ink dot is on the original paper. Which position should be in proportion, now she is completely copied to the same coordinates on another sheet of paper.

I speak more plainly, just like Fang Mo's subconscious evaluation, this is indeed an alternative print.

But Ye Shuang's printing is more complicated. Other machines are brushed out by line. She is brushed out word by word in the order of handwriting ...

This subtle operation that requires the brain to run at high speed at all times naturally requires a careful and serious attitude that is not tolerant of mistakes, so it is no wonder that Fang Mo and others will see each other side by side.

If someone now compares the newly copied copybook with the original template, they can even find that it almost overlaps with the original.

So Ye Shuang's seemingly humble attitude of asking for directions just came out, and Fang Mo was suddenly speechless, while the other old men were straight away.

"Sure enough, the hero is a boy." The old man who looked like a small core figure in the circle was silent for a long time, and finally was pushed out by everyone's eyes, breaking the silence and stiffly speaking, "The old man, let me look at the words you write!"

Ye Yeshuang retreated from the table nicely, vacating the position to let the old man approach, and then the old man came over and looked down at the case—grass! Sure enough, the TMD score is not bad! !!

With the diligent eyes of Ye Shuang asking for praise, the old man's old blood suffocated in the throat only felt very uncomfortable: "... the structure of the book is still good. It seems that the little guy has really worked hard."

I was praised where I wrote the first time ... Ye Shuang opened his teeth and smiled, and the shocking handsome Mei Xuan spent a vote to watch the party: "The old man passed the prize."

"..."

There is also an old man who loves beauty. It is rare to see such a neat child. It is a bit difficult to export if the old man wants to add it.

But I didn't say it, and I was really panicked, and I was sorry for my conscience. So in the spirit of carrying the younger generation, the old man still made a hard turn "but" out: "Although the structure of this typeface is good, you have imitated it too stiffly. Instead, you lost your mood."

"..." something so ethereal in mood ...

Ye Shuang said in silence: "... Can you change it to an easy-to-understand term ?!"

The old man was silent, and his constipation seemed to want to curse without knowing how to curse: "... the simple words are the problem of writing power. Everyone's handwriting will bring their own style, for example, some people's words are timeless, some people's words are exquisite. Rugao, while some people are vigorous and powerful ... Take this word for example, it ’s the same from the point of view of the structure, but the picture of others is fierce and penetrating. It can be seen at a glance. The bold deterrence blows at you, and your words ... "It's just a description of a soft party ...

Grandpa also knows that you need to save face for later generations. In addition, how to say that the font structure of others is also practiced. It is also a skill to describe it so much.

Then the last sentence of some shocking evaluation was swallowed by the kind old man. But nonetheless, everyone present also heard what he meant.

It ’s a pity that although the old man is kind, Ye Shuang still has the attribute of being open-minded and good-minded, and the property of being inattentive ... whatever you do n’t tell her clearly ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ this The girl can really give you all the words you didn't hear.

Don't care if you are wise or really stupid. Anyway, the situation is the same. Ye Shuang has directly discarded the implied metaphor of the master according to his usual thinking mode, and skipped the essence to look at the phenomenon. Make a difference.

Back through the paper? !! Does this mean you have to work harder when you write? !!

墨 The ink color is naturally thicker when you force it hard. No wonder people's characters look deeper than their own color, so this is the meaning of meaning? !!

The old man is still waiting for the results of the juniors. Although the juniors have no aura, the basics are still there. If they can be ignited by themselves, they will blow up in the future ... No, it is also beautiful when talking with old friends It's all right.

As a result, he was waiting on the side, and Ye Shuang, who was suddenly realized, had already lowered his head again, and modified the copybook just now—re-analysis. This time, we must also consider the resolution of the shades of ink ...

The dots of this character are painted, the character of that character is described, the deep and dark depiction of the ink is still precise and detailed, and the transition is naturally natural ... it seems like you can really see that the writer was working hard at the time Change the same.

After ten minutes, the whole word has been modified by Ye Shuang, and I respectfully ask the old man to appreciate it again.

Grandpa Muran bowed his head and looked again ...

Back through the paper, vigorous and strong, thick and humbling ... a fart! !! !!

Grandpa's worldview was instantly subverted.