Chapter 11 Liu Xun's Appreciation
The calligraphy competition came to an end, and the audience passed the results of the competition to the class group through QQ, WeChat and other channels, and the name Li Yan was known to many people in a short period of time.
Especially in the 1311 class of business where he is located, the class group is hotly discussing this competition, and several students have uploaded photos of the scene.
Seeing Li Yan's two works, the classmates were deeply impressed, and many people were surprised, they didn't expect this usually extremely low-key boy to have such a specialty.
The most important thing is that I have never heard him mention it before, and I have never participated in a calligraphy competition in my freshman and sophomore years, so I am really low-key enough.
At the same time, Wang Shuyan is also thinking about this problem, if Li Yan participated in the first two competitions, it is estimated that it will not be her turn to be the first place.
In her opinion, practicing calligraphy is not an overnight thing, it must go through many years of accumulation in order to have a superior level, it is likely that two years ago, Li Yan already had the current level, but disdainful to participate in this kind of low-level competition.
In fact, she really thought wrong, if it weren't for that magic pen, with Li Yan's real skills, it would be impossible to enter the finals, and any junior high school student might write better than him.
When Wang Shuyan was confused, Li Yan took a bonus of 1,000 yuan and took Lao Wang and the three of them to the restaurant together.
"Hehe, I've wanted to eat this boiled live fish for a long time, but the price is a little expensive, and I haven't been willing to give it up, so I have to try it today!" Lao Zhang rubbed the chopsticks and said with a smile.
Looking at the menu, Lao Wang was not polite at all, ordered a stir-fried beef, and then threw the menu to Chen Zhijun, and ordered the same for one person.
This kind of food stall is still quite affordable, and it may be a little more expensive for students from ordinary families, but it is better to have enough dishes, and ordering four or five dishes can make them eat to support their stomachs.
After a full meal, touching the remaining six hundred-yuan bills in his pocket, Li Yan thought of the group of viewers in the live broadcast room of the underworld, and the egg yolk pie that was sent to the underworld yesterday had been divided up.
"You go back to the dormitory first, and I'll go to the rental house to review for an hour before I go back." β
Full of wine and food, Li Yan found an excuse to slip away, and bought ten packs of egg yolk pie on the way.
As the saying goes, taking people with soft hands and eating people with short mouths, the ancients were even more good-looking.
ate Li Yan's egg yolk pie, this time he just went online, and all kinds of rewards came overwhelmingly, looking at this trend, maybe he can be promoted to a second-level anchor tonight.
"Thank you for the gift of the old iron, Xiaoshuai has nothing to repay, and then send you ten packs of egg yolk pie to express your heart!"
Next, Li Yan chatted while throwing egg yolk pie into the raging fire, and the audience intermittently rewarded more than ten glasses of wine.
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As the judges expected, after the calligraphy competition, Mr. Wang Houchun included Li Yan's two works in his bag.
He is over 50 years old, has been practicing calligraphy for more than 30 years, and has a certain experience in regular calligraphy, and is a member of the Jiangnan Calligraphy Association.
As a half-calligrapher, he knows very well that Li Yan's two works are not simple, and he has never seen a young man who has such attainments in calligraphy, even he is ashamed of himself.
"If the teacher saw these two words, I don't know how he would feel. β
Holding two pieces of rice paper, Wang Houchun liked it more and more, carefully put it into his briefcase, and immediately went to the old professor Liu Xun's house.
Liu Xun was Wang Houchun's mentor in college, and he also led Wang Houchun to learn calligraphy, which can be regarded as his enlightenment teacher in calligraphy.
The old professor has been retired for many years, and he has practiced calligraphy at home, in addition, collecting antique calligraphy and paintings is also a major hobby of him.
Seeing Wang Houchun rushing over, Liu Xun asked in surprise: "I heard that the Industrial and Commercial Institute held a calligraphy competition this afternoon, could it be that Shuyan's Nizi won the first place?"
Liu Xun and Wang Shuyan's family are world friends, and she has known her grandfather Wang Miao for more than half a century, and the two families often correspond, so they know her situation better.
"The teacher guessed wrong this time, Shuyan only won the second, and the first was someone else. Wang Houchun said with a smile and took out Li Yan's two works.
"Oh, there are still students in the Industrial and Commercial Institute who are superior to Shuyan in calligraphy, which is amazing!" Liu Xun looked quite surprised.
He knows Wang Shuyan's calligraphy level very well, although he is not a master, but as far as young people are concerned, it is very rare to have this skill, and it is a rare good seedling.
"The first student is named Li Yan, I heard that it is the first time to participate in the calligraphy competition, I specially brought his characters to give you an old review. Wang Houchun spread out the rice paper like a treasure, and his heart was full of expectations.
"Even the entries have been brought, it seems that you are very optimistic about this little guy named Li Yan. β
Liu Xun laughed, he didn't take it too seriously, in his concept, young people's works lack heritage, even if they are better than Wang Shuyan, they are not much better, and there is not much to see.
But since he brought it, he took a look at it casually, so as not to let his proud protΓ©gΓ© run in vain.
On the top is "Chen Qing Table", the first glance swept over, and the smile on Liu Xun's face instantly turned into shock.
Although the article was not finished, and there were several mistakes, it did not affect his appreciation of calligraphy, and the more he looked at him, the more shocked he became, and he was speechless for a long time.
"Teacher, if you were to be a judge, how many points would you give for this painting?" asked Wang Houchun tentatively.
After a moment of silence, Liu Xun shook his head and said: "This person's calligraphy level is not below me, or even surpasses me, so I don't dare to rate myself." β
Hearing this, Wang Houchun's mouth opened widely, he expected that Liu Xun would give a high evaluation, but he never thought that it would be so high.
"Teacher, don't be presumptuous, your level is recognized by the calligraphy world, how can a young man compare. Wang Houchun said with a little trepidation.
Liu Xun didn't say much, put on reading glasses with a serious expression, and turned to the second one to carefully appreciate "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night".
Compared with the first round, the finals had more time and were more prepared, so Li Yan played better in the finals, and every word was almost perfect, and Liu Xun quickly indulged in it.
After a while, he raised his head slightly, and asked in disbelief, "Is this really created by the students of the Industrial and Commercial Academy during the competition?"
"It was indeed written by Li Yan on the spot, hundreds of pairs of eyes in the auditorium stared, it is impossible to be fake. Wang Houchun said with great certainty.
"To have such an achievement in his early twenties, what a genius!" Liu Xun couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and believed that there were geniuses in the world.
The old man was old, Wang Houchun was worried that Liu Xun would hurt his body if he saw it for too long, so he hurriedly interrupted: "Teacher, you can rest for a while, you will see the sadness for a long time, these two words will be put here for you, and there will be time to appreciate them slowly in the future." β
This is the meaning of giving the word to him, Liu Xun nodded with satisfaction, but then thought about it, after all, it was Li Yan's work, and he was really embarrassed to take it without the consent of others.
After thinking about it, Liu Xun said: "A young man who can write such a good hand, I also want to get to know him, you can find an opportunity to bring Li Yan over for a meal." β
Wang Houchun agreed, and he also wanted to communicate with Li Yan more, maybe he could make his calligraphy to the next level.
As the focus of their discussion, Li Yan also talked about Dashan in the live broadcast room, mainly introducing various delicacies that were not available in the Qing Dynasty.
Ten packs of egg yolk pie were successfully delivered to the underworld, and a group of fans were clean, and many people did not get it, which made Li Yan feel helpless, so he had to promise to send another batch in two days.
In the blink of an eye, it was nine o'clock in the evening, and before going offline, Li Yan glanced at the number of points, and there was still 1,500 points away from the second-level anchor, and it seemed that there was no chance tonight.
Now that he is gradually gaining popularity, he can get a lot of gifts every time he broadcasts, and he is not in a hurry.
As usual, after the gift was withdrawn, Li Yan put the wine into a mineral water bottle, and after accumulating several times, the bottle was about to be filled.
Thinking of the wonderful taste of this daughter in the underworld, the gluttonous worms in Li Yan's stomach moved again, and he drank half a cup like last time.
Strangely, this time there was no discomfort, not as dizzy as the first time.
"Could it be that I'm getting better at drinking?"
Secretly curious in his heart, Li Yan had the courage to pour the remaining wine in the cup into his mouth.
Now I finally had a drunken reaction, but it was not too serious, and my consciousness remained clear, but my steps staggered slightly.
Last time, I couldn't hold it with half a glass, but this time it took effect after drinking a whole glass, which shows that the amount of alcohol has increased by more than a little bit.
"I didn't expect that the daughter of the underworld red has the miraculous effect of increasing the amount of alcohol, it's really a good thing!"
Li Yan's eyes lit up, if he drank a small glass every day, wouldn't the amount of alcohol in the future reach 1,000 glasses without getting drunk? !