Chapter 1081 Weibo grows grass

  Everyone kept staring at An Chen, first watching An Chen skillfully pick up the pen, and then it was covered with ink.

   Didn't write right away, An Chen thought about the content first, and then wrote it down with confidence.

  Although An Chen is young, the characters written are really vigorous and powerful. If you didn't see them in person, you might not believe that such characters were written by such a young person.

   Calligraphy, An Chen really didn't learn it temporarily because of something later, but had contact with it since childhood.

   I grew up with my grandfather since I was a child, and I have been more or less influenced by it, and I have really learned it.

  An Chen is talented in many things, coupled with his own hard work, so he can learn many things quickly and use them with ease.

  Although calligraphy was neglected for a while, at that time it was a last resort, and I couldn't even save my own life, so I still had time to do these leisurely things.

  Before today, An Chen hadn't touched a brush for a long time, and hadn't touched a brush for a long time.

  Although it has been a long time, An Chen felt a familiar feeling the moment he got the pen.

   Some things have long been muscle memory, as long as you pick up a pen, you can unconsciously think of it. Although this word is a bit poor in An Chen's own opinion, it is already very good in the eyes of others.

   "It's too ugly." After An Chen finished writing, he read it as a whole, and sure enough, he was still a little unskilled for the first time.

   Fearing that the piece of paper on it would be thrown aside in a ball, An Chen picked up the pen again and prepared to write the next chapter.

   Fortunately, Fu Yanxing has a lot of paper at home, and there is a thick stack, which is enough for An Chen.

   "Just throw away that piece of paper? How well written, what a waste." Before Ling Han could react, he saw that the Spring Festival couplets he wrote just now had been thrown aside, feeling a little pity.

   "There will be better ones." An Chen replied very positively, An Chen was still confident about what he had really studied for a long time.

   Picking up the pen again, An Chen felt a little more familiar than last time. As soon as the first word was written, An Chen felt the difference.

  The words this time are obviously a little firmer than the last time, and they look more imposing.

   Soon, a flowing couplet appeared in front of everyone, not only the words, but also the content was perfect.

  Ji Xuan quickly and carefully put the couplet aside to dry, then continued to look at An Chen.

   When he was about to start writing the next one, An Chen was held back by Ji Xuan.

   "Don't worry, I need to take a picture of this, and then I'll record a video, such a good Weibo benefit, I don't need to take pictures later."

  Ji Xuan's nature as an economic person exists all the time, and he is really dedicated to his work.

   Because of the video recording, everyone else stood behind An Chen, leaving An Chen alone in front.

  Ji Xuan's shooting angle is only An Chen, with hands and couplets all in the frame, so people must be able to see that it was written by An Chen, otherwise it would be unfair to be slandered if it is sent out.

  The entire video is less than two minutes long, and Ji Xuan forgot to tell An Chen to write slower.

   But the short time is short, and it is much better than letting Weibo grow grass all the time.

  Ji Xuan glanced at the finished video, except for An Chen and the coffee table, nothing else was exposed, and there was no need to edit it, just send it out.

  (end of this chapter)