A Fully-Leveled Bigshot Builds a Farm with Her Family After Transmigrating

  Chapter 191 Writing, it’s very simple~

  Shen Nanwei realized that she had fallen into a dead end.

  Slapping his forehead, his eyes lit up, "That's right, Xiao Miaoer can write, but she just reviewed the words she didn't know."

  Her worries are unnecessary.

   "I cooked white fungus and lotus seed soup. The second sister wants to drink it. Would you like a bowl?"

  As the evening approached, the sun set and orange clouds billowed in the sky.

  Lu Jingzhi has been using supernatural powers to lower the surface temperature of his body. Shen Nanwei and Jiang Wunian in the room are sweating profusely, but Lu Jingzhi is not so hot.

   Until now, one afternoon has passed, and the ability has been consumed a lot, and there is some thin sweat on the back of the neck.

She put down the writing brush in her hand, first twirled her stiff wrist, then stretched her waist, and then bounced around in the hospital. Most of the discomfort.

   "Little Miaoer, you wrote all these?"

Shen Nanwei picked up a piece of wet paper and held it in her palm, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise and admiration, but in just one afternoon, Lu Jingzhi's progress was visible to the naked eye, which was already considered a super speed Bar!

  The deer ran over startled, "Can you see the difference?"

  Of course Shen Nanwei saw the difference, otherwise she wouldn't be so surprised. If the one at noon was 100% copied and pasted, then her handwriting in the latest one is 70% similar to Xu Shulou's.

   And the bigger part of these seven points of similarity is the arrogant and unruly style.

  Shen Nanwei praised, "Little Miaoer is really a little genius."

  Seeing that Lu Jingzhi stopped practicing calligraphy, Jiang Wunian brought out a cup of hot and thirst-quenching sour plum soup and cute biscuits for her. Lu Jingzhi took the cup and drank it down.

  The thin sweat evaporated from the neck, and the depression in the heart was suddenly washed away by the cold air, and she only felt clear and clear.

  Lu Jingzhi thinks that she is very powerful, but she never thinks that she is a genius. When she says that she is a genius, she teases herself excitedly when she is too happy to complete something.

  Hearing such a compliment from Shen Nanwei, he wasn't embarrassed, but explained it to her in a serious manner.

  It is of course impossible to sharpen one's own character from noon to several hours in the evening.

  Since the day Xu Shulou copied the book for her to read, Lu Jingzhi has been making progress bit by bit.

Her own calligraphy practice has no structure or strokes at all, she just simply remembers the appearance of the character. When she saw Xu Shulou outline the characters stroke by stroke, Lu Jingzhi was right for the people who appeared in this era. Traditional Chinese characters have a deeper understanding.

  Of course she knows how to write from left to right, then up, down, outside and back, but all theories are not as fast as what she can see with her eyes.

  After learning the structure of fonts, she has been copying them.

In the few days when Shen Nanwei didn't see it, Lu Jingzhi's font gradually shrank from the big square characters to the size of Xu Shulou's handwriting, and then the shapes became more and more similar and closer together. Finally, as a result of diligent practice, It is the 100% copy-and-paste font they see today.

   After training to this step, Lu Jingzhi's calligraphy practice plan is completely on the right track.

  Her writing style has changed from deliberate to casual, but the style and style engraved in her soul are beginning to resemble.

  Her font was born out of Xu Shulou but not completely similar.

   After all, words are like people.

  (end of this chapter)