Edited: XiaXue
Shu Yong is indeed a wonderful person and very talkative. His biggest advantage may be talkative, and the biggest shortcoming may be talkative.
There is too much talk, and he said everything. He and Ye Guang just met, but they seem to be like old friends for many years.
According to this goods, he didn’t like to practice calligraphy when he was a child, and he was beaten frequently. Now he can barely write a decent handwriting because he was forced to come out under a stick.
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Chatted for a while.
Shu Yong received a call.
After hanging up the phone, Shu Yong seemed to be very familiar with Ye Guang, and put his hand on Ye Guang’s shoulder, “Go, brother, I will take you to have a long experience.”
Ye Guang looked at his hand on his shoulder and smiled. He didn’t care, he didn’t dislike it, but felt a little weird.
Is this Shu Yong so familiar with everyone?
Shu Yong pulled Ye Guang forward, paused and turned back, then he shouted at others, “The calligraphy exhibition has begun, those who are interested to see it, walk away.”
Several people heard this and immediately followed.
With that said, Shu Yong continues to walk forward with Ye Guang.
Ye Guang asked, “What’s the matter with this calligraphy exhibition?”
Shu Yong waved his hand, “In fact, it’s the same. Those old men showed out their treasured masterpieces for everyone to see. I heard that my old man recently got a masterpiece. I guess he’s showing off right now. Before, he wanted to follow showing off at home, but I didn’t give him a chance. Calling me over at this moment must have also asked me to see his smugly dressed face, yes, just go, give him face, who will let him be my old man?”
Ye Guang couldn’t help but laugh, do you dare to say that about your dad?
This Shu Yong… how can I say, he can only say that he is eclectic? Hmm… Wonderful flowers are also suitable.
In the face of others, Ye Guang didn’t laugh out loud, and held back very hard.
Shu Yong didn’t care, “Laugh whenever you want, what are you doing holding it?”
In this way, Ye Guang didn’t want to laugh anymore.
Along the way, Shu Yong kept chatting with Ye Guang, mostly he was talking, and Ye Guang responded a few times.
To be honest, Ye Guang couldn’t keep up with this leapfrog thinking mode.
The venue for the calligraphy exhibition is here.
Shu Yong and Ye Guang went in together.
There are not many people in it. They look like a ten or twenty people, all of whom are not young, all of Ye Guang father’s generation, or the grandfather’s generation.
Ye Guang glanced around, but didn’t see Father Liu.
In the middle, there was an old man who looked a bit similar to Shu Yong, spitting wildly.
“Look at my word, with dragons and snakes, dragons and phoenix dancing, vigorous and powerful…”
This person is Shu Yong’s father, Shu Hai. At this time, he was spreading a picture on the desk, surrounded by a circle of people, he was spitting and explaining every detail of the word that surprised him.
Shu Yong and Ye Guang walked over.
“Dad.” Shu Yong said hello, “Hello, seniors.”
Ye Guang also greeted everyone, “Hello, seniors.”
Shu Hai turned his head and looked at Shu Yong and Ye Guang, “Come here, come and take a look at this masterpiece. You young people should study more, you can learn the essence of this words. The calligraphy handed down by our ancestors is still need a successor.”
Someone beside him laughed and said, “That’s right, young people nowadays are too impetuous. For example, the kid in my family asks him to practice calligraphy every day, but he just doesn’t care. He is in his 30s. The words he wrote still so unbearable.”
Others said, “If you want to practice this word well, you have to work hard. Otherwise, how can it be achieved? Young people have to learn more, read more, and practice more.”
“Okay, Okay, look at the words, continue to read the words. Old Shu, you will continue.”
Shu Hai nodded and continued, “What I just said is the details. Now everyone looks at the whole, not to mention the others. This poem alone can be regarded as top-grade. Let’s look at this sentence first.
Fang has a reputation from all over the world and settled in Wanjia, there is a majestic aura between the lines…”
“The next sentence, Ye Li is righteous, Hua Yan is not flashy. This sentence written in the form of iron and silver hooks. The font is thin but powerful. The words are like steel knives. Even if you don’t read poetry, you can feel that everyone’s integrity…”
Ye Guang listened to a few words on the side, and then his face became a little weird. Because there were so many people around Shu Hai, and blocked his vision, so he couldn’t see the words on the table. So Ye Guang turned his body sideways, and tiptoed inward to take a look.
Sure enough, it was one of the two poems I wrote in Father Liu’s study that morning, “Yong Lan”.
Ye Guang has some doubts, how can the poem he wrote appear here? I remembered that Father Liu took a painting tube when he went out that day. Ye Guang guessed Father Liu asked him to write that day to give it to someone. And when he wrote this “Yong Lan” that day, Father Liu made himself write a little worse. The previous “Pale-dark Plums” was good, and Ye Guang couldn’t help feeling happy.
This Father-in-law is still quite a chicken thief.
After listening to Shu Hai continue to say, “This word is perfect. Four lines contain four different artistic conceptions. From these artistic conceptions, someone who writes this word must be a full man. Being upright, extraordinary bearing, elegant, with fluttering white beards, someone with immortal style!”
Following Shu Hai’s description of the surrounding calligraphers, an old man with a fairy style, white beard and fluttering bones appeared in their mind.
After Shu Hai’s explanation, everyone sighed, but Ye Guang looked weird.
“Good words, really good words!”
“Poetry is good, words are better!”
“A good word that is rarely seen in life, Old Shu picked it up a bargain this time. He got such a masterpiece, which can be passed on as a family heirloom.”
“This kind of cursive script has only been seen once in my life. To put it bluntly, this character is not from modern times, it is pushed forward for thousands of years from the ancient copybooks left over, but I still never seen such a well-written cursive script.”
“This character can be regarded as the best cursive script in the world.”
“I really want to meet this calligrapher.”
“……”
Ye Guang listened on the side with a weird face, and said in his heart, the more they praise it, the more he became more boundless, is it really so good?
Ye Guang didn’t think it. He didn’t know how this group of people would react if they knew that he wrote this character.
“Where have you been?”
Ye Guang turned back, and Father Liu was standing behind him.
Ye Guang quickly said, “Walk around.”
Father Liu glanced at Ye Guang and said something unpleasant, “Call me when you turn around.”
Ye Guang startled, and then I remembered, as if he and Father Liu had never spoken on the phone, nor had they left each other’s phone calls. Looking at Father Liu’s forehead with sweat on his forehead, Ye Guang also realized that he hadn’t seen Father Liu just now. It’s estimated that he is looking for himself, Ye Guang is a bit embarrassed.
This son-in-law deserves it.
Ye Guang nodded and said, “Okay, uncle, I’m sorry, I was negligent.”
With a good attitude of admitting mistakes, and the large number of people, Father Liu didn’t embarrass him, nodded, and walked towards the crowd.
The Calligrapher also saw Father Liu coming, and they all said hello.
“Minister Liu.”
“Hello, Minister Liu.”
“Minister Liu is here.”
“……”
Shu Hai met Father Liu and greeted him, “Where is the person?”
Father Liu : “Who?”
Shu Hai pointed to the words on the table, “That person, didn’t you come here with him?”
Everyone also looked at Father Liu eagerly. All the calligraphy experts present were experts in calligraphy. Although their Calligraphy may be different, but everyone still has the ability to appreciate it. This character really surprised everyone present, plus Shu Hai’s just now. With that bragging, everyone would also like to see the calligrapher who wrote such good characters in an upright spirit. No, he is the master of calligraphy!
Father Liu turned his head and glanced at Ye Guang, then pointed, “Bring it, just him.”
The big guy looked at Ye Guang, all were taken aback.
Just him?
This young?
Just this little baby who is still a little stuck behind Father Liu?
What a joke!
They just said that he is upright, extraordinary bearing, elegant, with fluttering white beards, someone with immortal style!
Look at Ye Guang…
Full of violations…
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……
It is not that Ye Guang is not good.
It’s just that his image is very different from what everyone imagined.
Fantasy and reality are always easy to surprise people. It is like you go to meet a beautiful female netizen who is chatting on the Internet. After meeting, you find that her beauty only exists in the beauty camera, and she herself is two hundred catties…
Shu Hai is the least believer, “Don’t be kidding, please bring the master over.”
Father Liu : “It’s him, I told you before, it’s a junior in the family.”
Everyone looked at Ye Guang again.
Ye Guang nodded to everyone, “Hello masters, I really wrote this poem.”
No one can believe it.
Many Calligraphers have a strange look. When the first time Shu Yong and Ye Guang arrived, a group of people also educated the two in the position of their elders.
I especially remember what young people should learn more, especially remembering that the young people are too impetuous now, especially remembering what young people should learn more, see more, and practice more.
Then immediately after educating others, they praised the works of others in the face of others.
The calligraphers felt their old faces were a little hot and a little embarrassed.
The look in Shu Yong’s eyes towards Ye Guang is also a bit weird. Firstly, it was because he didn’t expect that the masterpiece his father had been boasting was actually Ye Guang’s works. Secondly, he was surprised that Ye Guang is actually the younger generation of Father Liu family. My dear, this is incredible.
Shu Hai kept looking at Ye Guang with a weird look. The other calligraphers were similar, and seemed to want to see Ye Guang thoroughly, and see something different in him.
But it’s a pity.
No matter how he looked at Ye Guang, he was just an ordinary young man.
Looking at the word on the desk, suddenly, everyone didn’t go to appreciate the desires, but it wasn’t because Ye Guang wrote that it was not good, so it must be good.
Although the learning is endless and the master is the first, all the elders present are the elders, and Ye Guang is too young. It may be fine in private, but in Ye Guang face, the calligraphers are still a little subconscious.
Want a face!
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