The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 156

Chapter 156: Mr. Chou, who doubts life, goes crazy criticizing Lianlian_1

Translator: 549690339

People who never pick up a brush to write large characters will never know just how difficult it is to keep their wrists steady when lifting the hand to write.

Wrist strength is the most basic of fundamentals.

Men and women are naturally different, so when Qiu Xuezheng first saw Bai Lian’s calligraphy, he thought it was the work of a male.

It was evident from her solid brushwork, but now, as Qiu Xuezheng watched Bai Lian remove the chunk of metal the size of an egg and calmly place it aside, he felt an urge to swear for the first time despite his usual composure in practicing calligraphy!

He wasn’t Chen Ju; he didn’t deal with Iridium or even recognize it.

Looking at the silvery-white metal, he could only think of iron and alloys; judging by its size, it seemed to weigh more than half a jin, which was already enough to make him question his life’s choices.

“This isn’t, your hand…” Qiu Xuezheng began to speak, unable to restrain himself, “You’ve been carrying half a jin of iron in your hand…”

As he spoke, he reached out to pick up the Iridium Bai Lian had set aside, wanting to weigh it himself. As soon as he got a hold of it, Qiu Xuezheng’s half-spoken sentence stopped abruptly.

“Classmate Bai, how heavy is this?” Qiu Xuezheng couldn’t tell and simply turned his head to ask.

His face was almost expressionless as he asked.

Bai Lian placed the Iridium down, lifted her brush again, and upon hearing the question, she tilted her head slightly and casually replied, “Just two jin.”

“Just, just two jin?” Qiu Xuezheng couldn’t believe it.

Do you know what you’re saying?

“Yeah,” Bai Lian dipped her brush in ink and seeing Qiu Xuezheng’s hesitant expression, she raised an eyebrow: “Is there a problem?”

Qiu Xuezheng looked at Bai Lian’s serene and slightly calm face.

How could she be so calm saying that?

“The best method to practice wrist strength is by hanging sandbags and practicing balance every day,” Qiu Xuezheng looked at Bai Lian and exhaled slowly: “But very few can truly do it. To my knowledge, even Xie Jinyun can only manage to practice with a one-jin weight, and even then, he is extremely outstanding. Even so, he only practices with that weight and doesn’t carry it around all day like you, Classmate Bai, this…”

Before meeting Bai Lian, Qiu Xuezheng had only heard of a few people in the Traditional Calligraphers Association who practiced writing this ancient way.

The current president of the Traditional Calligraphers Association is one of them.

Anyone who practices writing with weights in the calligraphy world leaves a brilliant mark, but only those few masters practice this way.

Yet Qiu Xuezheng never expected to encounter someone in Xiangcheng who practiced writing with hanging weights.

In her view, it wasn’t that heavy at all. _{frёewebηovel.cѳm}