Chapter 861: Word shocking

Chapter 861: Words are astonishing
President Qian of the Chinese Painting and Calligraphy Association came to Yushan Village and brought some gifts to visit.
At the same time, there were master-level Ye Feng, master-level Bai Xingchen, master Qiu Yu, and national calligrapher Mei Sanhe Mei Lao, and a group of people drove fast in a car.
"I hope I can ask for a painting, but time is too late."
Bai Xingchen sighed.
"It will be used tomorrow night. The distance is so far. By that time, it will take a private jet to go to Zhongjing City. It will take at least a few hours. There is no time to draw the map of the country. Don’t run into anyone in a hurry."
President Qian looked at the couplets everywhere on the street and reminded the driver.
The driver nodded immediately and slowed down.
A painting prepared for the Spring Festival Gala was accidentally destroyed. This is a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. It took several masters more than a month to paint the ink painting.
The painting was ruined and they didn’t have time to paint again. President Qian immediately remembered Jiang Xiaoye, the speed at which Jiang Xiaoye painted...
So a group of people came quickly.
This painting has a poem written by the national player Mei Sanhe. This destruction, the most crucial opening painting is destroyed!
Old Mei was sitting in the car with a sore back and back pain. He turned his head inadvertently and saw a little girl dragging a couplet to a big man. His eyes lit up immediately.
"Stop, stop!"
Elder Mei yelled that he had to open the door and get off before the car stopped. The driver was so scared that he stopped quickly. Elder Mei had already rushed down instantly.
"what happened?"
"I don't know, go and see!"
Several people were taken aback. Seeing that Elder Mei was fine, he quickly got out of the car.
The two girls held the couplet upright.
"Brother, doesn't Mom say that Dad will come back?"
"I, I don't know, haha." Dahan scratched his head, then went to connect the couplet.
The second girl said angrily: "You said that too!"
"I, I posted couplets..."
Dahan has a dilemma.
"Where did Dad go?"
"Say it took me to the amusement park, lie, hum, I will ignore him when I come back!"
"Brother, where did you say Dad went?"
He Laogo went to the alien battlefield and couldn't come back to celebrate the New Year at all. Er Niu waited so many days and couldn't wait. They didn't want to eat the snacks in these two weathers.
Elder Mei had already ran over, staring at the couplet in Er Niu's hand that was about to be squeezed by her, and quickly said: "Little girl, little girl, don't pinch, tap it, don't pinch!"
This word...
It's a god!
Mr. Mei has a feeling at a glance that the person who writes this character has a higher calligraphy level than him!
Immediately his scalp became numb. After more than sixty years of calligraphy study, who would have a higher calligraphy level day and night? And this is generally done in one go on the most tattered paper!
National level?
"Grandpa is good!" It's okay for Er Niu to respect the old and love the young. After all, there are too many old people in the village, so politeness is good.
"Hey, hello little girl, little girl, can you show me this word?"
Old Mei swallowed his saliva, a little surprised, whose word is this? Why doesn't he know?
"Hey, grandpa, there are so many posts on this, and there are all." Er Niu pointed to the door, door frame, and courtyard of the house, which had already posted a lot.
Only then did Elder Mei notice, and he was stunned for a while!
Dahan saw that someone had diverted the attention of the second girl, he also let out a sigh, and slipped down cautiously.
"Good word!"
President Qian came, and he was shocked when he saw this word: "Who wrote this?"
"I also want to know...who wrote the character..." The more Mei Lao looked at it, the more frightened he became. This character seemed to have a sense of hierarchy that he had always wanted to achieve.
This casual handwriting is better than him!
"Brother Xiao Ye wrote. Brother Xiao Ye wrote a lot. I remember you guys. You came to send a painting to Brother Xiao Ye last time. Did you come to Brother Xiao Ye? He is still writing couplets at home."
Er Niu admitted Qiu Yu and the others by mistake. After all, Qiu Yu had been here several times, and Er Niu had seen it.
"Brother Xiaoye? Jiang, Mr. Jiang Xiaoyejiang?" Qiu Yu was the first to react, stunned for a while!
Isn't it? Even if it is a ghost painter, or a national calligrapher?
Not to mention painting, drawing, watercolor, oil painting, and ink painting are each of the most peak areas. Is even calligraphy now at this level?
How is this possible?
Human energy is limited, why can we achieve this level?
"One-character words, unexpectedly, actually... actually write couplets?" The fewer words of this level, the more precious, but Jiang Xiaoye actually wrote couplets for the whole village?
Old Mei was dumbfounded.
"Grandpa, have you finished reading it? After reading it, my brother will post it and I can go out to play."
The second girl looked at the excited Elder Mei eagerly. What's so good about this character, it's not good at all!
"This, this...give...give it!" Old Mei was so distressed that such a word was actually used to paste couplets, and what is even more exaggerated is that this word is posted everywhere like a stall?
"Mr. Mei, let's go and see?" Bai Xingchen motioned.
"Go, go!"
The group hurriedly got into the car and rushed to Jiang Xiaoye's house.
"Brother, I'm going to play!" Er Niu handed over the couplet immediately and ran away.
"Slow down, don't fall!"
"Got it!"
At Jiang Xiaoye's home, Jiang Xiaoye was writing couplets quickly at this moment.
"Xiao Ye, Xiao Ye, give me another family to reinvigorate people and business, prosperity, wealth and luck, come one by one!"
"Xiao Ye write a little more blessing and post it to the pig pen!"
"Who needs to hurry up, I won't write in a while!"
There was news about writing couplets at home, and many people came to have a look. Anyway, they looked beautiful, so they let Jiang Xiaoye come one by one.
"Guests are coming, I won't write any more, I won't write after finishing these few!"
Jiang Xiaoye found that President Qian had brought people here, carrying all kinds of gifts. It was strange enough to visit on the 29th of the New Year. Isn't it too long?
Jiang Xiaoye can write faster when he writes.
"Okay, good word!"
Old Mei walked over quickly, looking at Jiang Xiaoye with scorching eyes.
"Haha, just write and write casually." Jiang Xiaoye smiled and nodded, not slow.
"Are you old Mr. Mei San Hemei?"
Jiang Yunshan seemed to be the guest, and came to greet him. When he saw Mei Sanhe, he was taken aback for a while, and he repeatedly recognized it, and found that he really did not admit his mistake!
"Haha, yes, I am Mei Sanhe, good words, good words!"
Mei Sanhe's head can't turn!
"Mr. Mei San Hemei?" Jiang Xiaoye thought for a while, a little impressed. After thinking about it carefully, he was immediately surprised: "Is the old Mr. Mei San Hemei, the number one national player in China?"
"Hey, it's all flattering. There are people outside the mountain. I saw it today, hahaha, good words, good words!"
Old Mei looked at Jiang Xiaoye with scorching eyes. How terrifying talent is he really at such an age?