Ouyang Yuan first tasted a cup of clear tea, making thorough preparations.
Jiang Fanyue smiled gently and said, "Old Master, since today is Yunxuan's birthday, how about you write the character 'xuan' for us?"
"The character 'xuan' is good, evoking grandeur and loftiness," Ouyang Yuan praised. "Then I will write the character 'xuan'!"
He took the brush from Jiang Fanyue's hand.
Everyone watched as he lifted the brush with force, dipped it in thick ink, and on fine xuan paper, wrote the character 'xuan'.
Even Gu Jiaheng, who had only seen Ouyang Yuan's writing in videos, had never witnessed him writing in person.
To see his adept technique, with the brush flying across the paper and the spirit of the strokes reaching the sublime, was truly a feast for the eyes.
The character was completed in a few seconds, as smoothly as the flowing of clouds and water, yet it brought the same level of comfort and satisfaction as watching an epic film.
