Meng Zitao followed Su Xingshun to the house of the seller of the calligraphy, and the other party immediately recognized Meng Zitao, so he happily took the two to the author's house.

On the way, Qian Qiwei told Meng Zitao that in fact, this calligraphy was made by the author after losing a bet with others, and it was purely for fun at that time, so he didn't think about it at all, otherwise it could have been done to the point of being fake.

Meng Zitao still agrees with this point, after all, the author's level is there, and he really intends to fake, and he has the ability to achieve it.

Qian Qiwei sold a pass, and did not say who the author was, and said with a smile that Meng Zitao would know when he arrived at the place, and sure enough, as soon as he arrived at the community where the author lived, Meng Zitao reacted.

"The author should be Zou Lao. ”

"That's him. ”

Meng Zitao said that Zou Lao is a famous calligrapher in the city, he is good at cursive, and his works have won many provincial and domestic awards.

It's just that seven years ago, when Zou Lao was attending a calligraphy exchange meeting, he had a car accident that caused paraplegia of his lower limbs, and due to his inconvenience, he slowly fell silent in the calligraphy world, and some people even forgot about him.

At this time, Meng Zitao recalled that work and understood that Zou Lao not only did not fall silent, but his calligraphy level had also improved greatly.

The car stopped in front of a small villa, Qian Qiwei rang the doorbell, and after a while, a kind-looking old lady came and opened the door.

"Xiaowei, why do you have time to come over today?" the old lady smiled and asked everyone to enter the house.

Qian Qiwei introduced with a smile: "This is Mr. Meng, the youngest and most promising calligrapher in our country. ”

The old lady looked at Meng Zitao and said, "Oh, I remember you, the old man of my family is full of praise for you, and he has been nagging to see you, but he has bad legs and feet, and it is not very convenient to go out, so he has to trouble you to come over." ”

Meng Zitao said: "It was my rudeness, I should have come to visit Zou Lao earlier." ”

"Don't be so polite, young man, come in. ”

The old lady ushered everyone into the house and said, "Coincidentally, today a person from Dongying came to exchange calligraphy, and I don't think he has any good intentions." ”

Qian Qiwei asked, "Aunt Jiang, did the Dongying people make any requests?"

The old lady said: "He wants to take your Uncle Zou's calligraphy to Dongying to participate in the exhibition, your Uncle Zou's character you should know, he doesn't care about any fame and fortune now, the work is really going to participate in the exhibition, and I don't want to be annoyed to death in the future, I don't want to ruin a good clean life." Your Uncle Zou also means the same thing, but the Dongying people don't give up, and when they talk about it, they mention the exchange of calligraphy again. ”

Qian Qiwei waved his hand: "Hey, don't worry too much, I really don't believe it, that little devil can win over Uncle Zou in calligraphy." ”

The old lady smiled: "If he was so powerful, he wouldn't have come." It's just that the little devil is not a good thing, and I'm afraid he will use some tricks. ”

Qian Qiwei nodded: "This is also the case." ”

While talking, the group walked into the villa, and the old lady led everyone into the study and saw the three people in the study.

Needless to say, the old man in the wheelchair is Zou Lao, although he is physically disabled, his complexion is not bad. The other middle-aged man should be the Dongying person that the old lady said, and the young man standing next to him should be the translator.

Seeing a group of people walking in, everyone in the house looked over, Zou Lao saw Meng Zitao at first sight, he was slightly stunned, his face showed a look of surprise, and he turned his wheelchair to meet Meng Zitao.

Meng Zitao walked up quickly and greeted: "Old Zou, I have heard your name for a long time, and I am very ashamed to come to visit today." ”

Zou Lao held Meng Zitao's hand and said, "I'm a bad old man, what do I have to visit, I still think it's delaying your young people's time, but my legs and feet are inconvenient, so I can only let you run." ”

Meng Zitao smiled and said, "You are too polite. ”

After a few polite words, the old lady signaled, and there were Dongying people present, so she sent the people away first.

Zou Lao laughed: "It's better to come early than to come by chance, this Miyamoto Shaojin brought a calligraphy work by his master, you want me to comment on it, you can also take a look." ”

"I wonder who this Miyamoto master is?" Meng Zitao asked with a smile.

Miyamoto Shaojin also knew about Meng Zitao, and when he saw Meng Zitao asking, he hurriedly said politely: "Hello Mr. Meng, my contemptible teacher Ishida Ye, he also respects your calligraphy, and I hope to have the opportunity to meet you." ”

Meng Zitao has also heard of Ishida Ye, he is a master of Dongying cursive, and his level can be ranked in the top five in Dongying, which is still quite high. However, for Ishida Ye's works, Meng Zitao has only seen one with his own eyes, which is comparable to today's Zou Lao. Of course, that work was made by Ishida Ye three years ago, and what the current level is, you have to look at this to know.

Meng Zitao said with a smile: "If I go to Dongying, I will definitely visit Mr. Ishida." ”

"Hey!" Miyamoto Shaojin bowed to Mencius.

Next, Meng Zitao walked to the desk and admired the work of Ishida Ye on the desk.

The work is written in Wang Xizhi's cursive "Peace Post", which is very similar to the original in terms of style, body and brush. It should be a copy of the work, from the spirit in at least eighty percent of the similarity, and there are also some of the author's own unique style, it can indeed be regarded as a cursive masterpiece.

Seeing the end, Meng Zitao secretly praised, although this is a work of Dongying calligrapher, but it is also the top level in China, and Zou Lao may not be able to compare it now.

Of course, for Meng Zitao, such a level can only be regarded as so-so, with his level, at a glance, you can see several unsatisfactory places.

After that, under the gaze of everyone, Meng Zitao began to explain the advantages and disadvantages of this calligraphy work, he first pointed out a few advantages, and heard Miyamoto Shaojin's eyebrows flying, but soon, he mentioned the shortcomings of the work.

For example, you should know that learning the characteristics of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, when writing, we must grasp some of the vast, subtle, and unintentional feelings of the pen, although this has been expressed in the work, but it is too expressed, but there is a feeling of adding to the snake. For example, the word 'contemplation' is the most prominent. ”

"In addition, there is a bad thing about this work, that is, the cursive writing is not standardized, it is too simple and too provincial, and it does not express the artistic conception that it should have, such as this ......"

Meng Zitao commented in detail, and Miyamoto Shaojin's face darkened a little when he heard it, obviously the master wrote such a wonderful work in Wang Xizhi's style, but it had a mixed reputation in Meng Zitao's mouth, which made it difficult for him to accept.

Meng Zitao looked at Miyamoto Shaojin, and then said: "Of course, these are my feelings, if there is anything wrong, please correct it." ”

Miyamoto Shaojin opened his mouth, he wanted to refute Meng Zitao's point of view, however, after thinking for a long time, he found that what Meng Zitao said was reasonable and well-founded, and he was really a little at a loss to speak, and he was very aggrieved.

Halfway through, Miyamoto Shaojin bowed to Meng Zitao again: "Mr. Meng's comment is very exciting, I will convey it to my teacher." ”

Meng Zitao said politely, and said in his heart, no wonder they all say that the little devil has one thing on the surface and one thing behind his back, and he is obviously angry, but he is very grateful.

At this time, Zou Lao smiled and asked Meng Zitao to leave a little pen and ink, firstly, he really wanted to see Meng Zitao's calligraphy with his own eyes, and on the other hand, it was also to convince Miyamoto Shaojin, don't think that Meng Zitao can only talk about it.

At this time, Meng Zitao was no longer modest, and after a little preparation, he began to write: "Then I will also write a cursive "Peace Sticker" by Wang Xizhi, so as not to be said that he does not practice fake tricks. ”

Meng Zitao was about to start writing, and Miyamoto Shaojin asked: "Mr. Meng, excuse me, I wonder if I can take a picture of your creative process?" I don't mean anything else, I just want my master to see it with his own eyes, and I promise to do it only for personal research. ”

Meng Zitao didn't care about this, if you can improve your calligraphy just by watching the video, then the whole world is a master of calligraphy.

"No problem, it doesn't matter if you spread it, you can also promote my country's calligraphy, I can't ask for it. ”

Meng Zitao didn't expect his words to become a prophecy, after Miyamoto Shaojin returned to China, because of a chance, his friend also saw the video, so it spread ten, ten to hundred, and finally it was spread on the Internet and became completely popular.

At the beginning, Dongying netizens were very excited, their country produced a young calligraphy master, proving the excellence of the nation, but also contributed to the promotion of the video, and when they reacted, when Meng Zitao was a Chinese, basically knew everything he should know.

When the reporter interviewed Meng Zitao for this, Meng Zitao was still a little confused, and when he finally understood what was going on, he felt a little funny in his heart, which can be regarded as an unintentional insertion of willows and willows.

These are all later words, not to mention for the time being, Meng Zitao brewed his emotions for a while, and the pen in his hand fell on the paper.

When Zou Lao and the others, who were standing next to him, saw Meng Zitao's first stroke, they were stunned, and they were reluctant to blink, so as not to miss every stroke.

At this moment, in Miyamoto Shaojin's heart, in addition to shock or shock, if he didn't see Meng Zitao writing at this moment, the first impression of calligraphy to him would definitely be mistaken for Wang Xizhi's calligraphy written by a certain ancient master, and even think that this is Wang Xizhi's authentic handwriting.

However, he found that the characteristics of Wang Xizhi are not the same, Mencius Tao's calligraphy is very deep, not only has his own strong personality, but also maintains the basic calligraphy language, he has formed a closed structure according to his own language characteristics, so that this structure is not wrong. If you read it carefully, every word is an active living being.

It can be said that cursive writing has a new feature in the hands of Meng Zitao, which is different from all kinds of cursive writing in the past, with Meng Zitao's personal style and imprint on it, which is extraordinary!

When Meng Zitao dropped the last stroke, the room was silent, and everyone was amazed by Meng Zitao's calligraphy, fortunately, Miyamoto Shaojin asked the video to be translated, otherwise it would definitely not be filmed.

After a long time, Zou Lao breathed a long sigh of relief and praised: "The whole picture is completed in one go, the ink is dark and heavy, the pen is clear and clean, and the strength is sharpened; before the spring worm lingers, after the autumn snake; if the farsighted momentum is flying, that is, it does not know the spirit of the pen when it is close and suddenly." ”

In addition, the whole work has a bit of smooth and graceful style in the characteristics of vigorous and upright brushwork, which looks beautiful and elegant. To be honest, I don't know what words to use to describe my mood at the moment other than the word 'admiration'. ”

Like Zou Lao, at this moment, Miyamoto Shaojin only has deep admiration for Meng Zitao in his heart, and he can't get angry at all. The calligraphy level of his master is indeed superb, but it seems to be small compared with Mencius, and there is actually a difference between humans and immortals.

In addition, Miyamoto Shaojin's admiration for Meng Zitao also originated from Wang Xizhi.

Those who have studied the history of calligraphy should know that Wang Xizhi's calligraphy established an unshakable position in the Tang Dynasty, and at that time, the envoys and monks from Dongying who sent Tang envoys and overseas monks must have searched for the calligraphy of Wang Xizhi and the famous masters of the Wang Zi faction.

From the Nara period to the early Heian period (i.e., from the beginning of the eighth century to the end of the ninth century AD), Dongying calligraphy fully accepted the influence of Tang style calligraphy centered on Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, and in the heyday of Dongying calligraphy, Wang Xizhi's calligraphy had a prominent orthodox position, creating a new era of Dongying calligraphy.

It can be said that the development of Dongying calligraphy has an inseparable relationship with Wang Xizhi.

And now, Mencius Tao's achievements in cursive writing, compared with Wang Xizhi, even if it is not much worse, you know, Mencius is only in his twenties now, he has at least more than fifty years to sprint, sprint to the peak of calligraphy, and it is possible to surpass Wang Xizhi by then.

Based on this, Miyamoto Shaojin can't have the slightest "disdain" for Meng Zitao.

Miyamoto Shaojin bowed deeply to Meng Zitao: "Master Meng, thank you for letting me appreciate such wonderful works, I have no regrets in this life!"

"Mr. Miyamoto has won the award, and the calligraphy is endless, and maybe someone will be able to surpass me in a while. ”

To say, although Miyamoto Shaojin has the character of the Dongying people that Meng Zitao doesn't like, at least he hasn't seen what he hates, so Meng Zitao is more polite when he speaks, besides, as the old saying goes, don't hit the smiling face when you reach out.

Miyamoto Shaojin smiled, it is one thing for Meng Zitao to be modest, but it is definitely unrealistic for him to believe that there will be a calligrapher who surpasses Meng Zitao in his lifetime.

"Master Meng, I don't know ...... of your work"

Looking at Miyamoto Shaojin's hopeful eyes, Meng Zitao directly interrupted him and said, "Mr. Miyamoto, I'm sorry, I don't have the idea of bringing my works to your country for exhibition for the time being. ”

Miyamoto Shaojin sighed slightly in his heart, feeling very sorry and at the same time, he was a little relieved, because he was suddenly a little worried that if Meng Zitao's calligraphy appeared in Dongying, it would hit the confidence of his colleagues.