After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety Chapter 294: Only after a Thousand Strikes and a Hundred Blo

"Not bad writing."

"Thank you, Teacher Jiang."

Qian Yaya curiously glanced over as well, her cat-like eyes visibly widening, "Such beautiful characters!"

"It doesn’t quite resemble the Yuan Zhao style, but it looks sowhat similar," she said, touching her chin. "These characters are more elegant and fluid. Did your cousin modify the Yuan Zhao style and integrate his own flair?"

Shen Huchen honestly hadn’t studied it, "I’m not sure if it’s related to the Yuan Zhao style. My cousin asked to copy it, so I did. I’ll look into the Yuan Zhao style when I get back, or maybe ask my cousin."

Assuming he gets the chance to see his cousin this ti.

Qian Yaya, quite persistent in her calligraphy queries, unwillingly pressed on, "What was the original script you copied from? What’s it called?"

"No na, and it probably wasn’t from any famous script." Shen Huchen shook his head, feeling that the ink on the paper fan had dried enough, and efficiently put it away, "Actually... it’s nothing. You all carry on; I have to go report back."

What he didn’t ntion was that he suspected the characters he copied were written by his cousin himself.

But by now, Qian Yaya’s persistent questions had left him intimidated. This girl seed to turn into a relentless interrogator when it ca to calligraphy.

Qian Yaya watched Shen Huchen’s retreating figure until he disappeared from sight, then withdrew her gaze, "Ah, I should’ve taken a photo of those characters with my phone to show my aunt later."

Jiang Lingxi glanced over at her, raising her hand to gesture towards her chin.

Reminded her, "There’s ink on your chin."

Imdiately, Qian Yaya dropped her focus on the characters just written by Shen Huchen and started vigorously wiping her chin.

*

From the judges’ observation room ca a soft chuckle.

Noticing everyone’s attention turning, Xu Qingi lowered her hand from her mouth, "When Teacher Jiang suddenly asked that student Shen about his calligraphy teacher, I thought she had recognized which master’s style it was. But then she didn’t say anything more, keeping us all in suspense!"

She ended jokingly, hesitated, and looked towards Li Wanxuan, "I’m not well-versed in this field. Could you tell what font that student Shen was practicing, Miss Li?"

She actually wanted to ask Shen Yunqing but knew she couldn’t be too obvious.

Luckily, there were three full days of recording, plenty of ti for chances later.

"I can’t bear the title of ’senior’ you’ve given ." Li Wanxuan replied with a smile, but her husband, Old Master Shi, could easily tell it was re politeness, "You’re from the entertainnt industry, I’m from the arts. Our circles are different, so call Miss Li."

Faced with the cara, Xu Qingi’s expression didn’t change at all, smiling sincerely and nodding, "It was a slip of the tongue; I apologize, Miss Li."

Only then did Li Wanxuan give her a proper look, eting a face smiling with such genuine intent, causing her heart to skip a beat.

As expected, being an actress, if it were her, she would’ve walked away by now.

"That young girl, Qian Yaya, made quite a good analysis. The characters indeed have a hint of the Yuan Zhao style but not entirely. Honestly, I haven’t seen this style before. It’s either very niche or sothing Shen Huchen’s cousin created on his own."

"A self-created style?" Xu Qingi squinted, "That would be impressive! So, does this an Teacher Jiang knows that student Shen’s cousin?"

But rather than believing this guess, she hoped more that Shen Huchen’s calligraphy was just unpopular.

Among the seven guests thus far, it was evident that Shen Huchen seed to co from the most prestigious background.

So naturally, Shen Huchen’s cousin wouldn’t be far behind.

Jiang Lingxi shouldn’t have such an advantage!

"I wouldn’t know." Li Wanxuan seed like she didn’t want to continue this topic, focusing on another split-screen, "The other two guests in the brush-making area have finished too."

*

Brush-making area.

Jing Huai held the completed brush in his hand.

A bamboo handle with gray wolf hair.

He thought it was pretty good.

Normally, he wouldn’t have the patience to spend more than half a day making a single brush.

But everything becos a matter of comparison.

He pressed his lips and looked at the brush held by the master teacher coaching them.

Sa bamboo handle, but with white goat hair.

Produced ten minutes earlier by Lin Nuo.

"The joints are sturdy, the tip is well-rounded, and all four essentials are t. You can tell it’s made with care," the teacher praised with satisfaction, handing the brush back.

Lin Nuo quickly took it, "Thank you for your guidance."

Jing Huai t the teacher’s gaze and hastily passed over his brush.

"Master, this is the wolf hair brush I made."

Following the sa inspection process, Jing Huai sensed the teacher’s slight frown, his own heart skipping.

"Not bad, for a first-tir in brush-making, producing a usable product is already comndable." After a pause, "Nowadays, not many young people can calm down and do this."

Jing Huai forced a smile, respectfully retrieving the brush, "It’s thanks to your teaching."

The following comforting words, he wasn’t eager to hear.

Xu Qingi listened to the considerably different evaluations on the split-screen, still smiling but her eyes darkened slightly.

Jing Huai participating in the show was her doing, wielding her influence in front of director Chen Weiwen.

Now, in making just one brush, he couldn’t outdo Lin Nuo, indirectly making her lose face.

Honestly, the more she looked, the more unimpressive he seed!

She averted her gaze, not even bothering to comnt.

The fourth to finish was Lu Sen, creating a sheet of chengxin tang paper that Jiang Lingxi had previously touched.

After receiving a hefty appraisal from the master teacher, his arrogant deanor quickly returned.

Now, only the ink-making and hidden task areas remained busy.

Su Yi was ticulously piecing together fragnts, a slow and detailed job.

But if one compared her current speed to when she first started assembling, it was clear her efficiency had continuously improved.

The master teacher, occasionally offering guidance, noticed but didn’t remark, simply watching patiently as the young girl thodically carried on.

"I can’t do it anymore." Qian Yaya lowered the hamr, "Master, look, is this fine now? My arms really can’t lift anymore!"

"It’s passable. Are you sure you want to mold it now?"

Qian Yaya glanced at Jiang Lingxi, still calmly hamring away, hesitated but firmly nodded, "I’m sure."

If it’s usable, that’s enough; her aunt would just use it for practice anyway.

Qian Yaya went off to mold the ink, leaving only Jiang Lingxi still hamring on-site.

Xu Qingi watched the screen, seeing that focused figure, sighing with hidden intent, "For soone as slim as Teacher Jiang, I didn’t expect her to have such strength. She must have hamred the three thousand strokes the master ntioned by now. Once the ink is usable, why strain so much? She probably won’t be able to lift her arms tomorrow."

"Only through thousands of hamrings is good ink achieved." Shen Yunqing gazed at the split-screen image, "If one can’t bear even this much, it’s better not to waste ink-making materials at all."

Hearing these straightforward words beside her, Xu Qingi’s cheeks suddenly felt hot.

Imdiately, a voice chid in, "Mr. Shen is right; I agree."

Xu Qingi: "..."

She hadn’t felt so publicly embarrassed in a long ti!