Chapter 1455: Calligraphy Exhibition
"Count me in, I'll go too!"
"Let's go together and take the master home!"
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At the same time, some people's attention has also been cast because of the boiling rumors on the Internet.
A female reporter who is buying shoes, an old secretary who is drinking, a female Taoist priest who is drinking tea in the mountains, a sunny girl who is practicing calligraphy, a man who is crookedly wearing a hat and playing with a mobile phone, and a few children walking in a group looking for a finger on the mountain road......
Deep in the southwest mountains, the girl in the forest road suddenly put down her mobile phone and said to her brother beside her: "Brother, I want to go abroad." ”
"What?" the boy looked confused.
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At the edge of Yn, a certain teenager who was trading with an elephant touched the elephant's trunk and said, "This person must be the host of Fang Zheng, although he looks different, but I will not forget the charm of that move...... I'm going to find him!"
The elephant roars in the sky.
In Southeast Asia, on top of a tall building, a man put down his wine glass and said, "Let's go, go visit the host of Fangzheng!"
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Yes, a group of people who have always enshrined Fang Zheng in their hearts, in the footage of Fang Zheng on TV, a few subconscious small actions can be seen in the cat, and then they began to embark on the road to Europe to find Fang Zheng.
For a time, countless people's eyes were on Europe.
Of course, there are also some who are purely idle and have nothing to do to join in the fun, everyone is not sure whether it is hosted by Founder or not, but no one thinks that it is a waste to verify it, and it is idle anyway. Many people are even willing to waste this in exchange for a glimmer of anticipation......
Fang Zheng didn't know that he had inadvertently caused another uproar, in short, he slept soundly that night.
However, because of personal habits, it was not dawn, he still got up, and he couldn't stay in the house, so he slapped the red boy's little buttocks, pulled the bear child out of the bed, and after washing, he went out to press the road.
"Master, what are you doing here? After you have eaten and drunk enough and lived in a place, why are you still blessed to come out and blow the wind?" the red boy rubbed his eyes, yawned, and said with a reluctant face.
Fang Zheng said: "Look at your little bit of interest, you have come abroad, so you have to turn around." Look at this place, it's also right to take a trip abroad. ”
"Okay, okay, you are the master, everything you say makes sense. The red boy yawned.
The two walked for more than two hours, and after more than two hours, the two looked at the tall buildings in front of them in amazement and the familiar scenes around them.
"No, Master, we seem to have turned back again. The red boy looked at the scenery in front of him in amazement.
Fang Zheng wiped his nose and said, "This...... It seems to have really turned back. Since I'm back, it's also fate, didn't I go to see the calligraphy exhibition yesterday? Today is just right, let's go! Go in and have a look!"
When the red boy heard this, he immediately became interested, and in the case of not being hungry, join in the fun, who doesn't love it?
The arrival of two monks, one big and one small, made the eyebrows of several waiters at the door wrinkle, no way, these two monks were dressed too tattered, and they looked like people with no money. But the waiter did not step forward to stop him, and after making sure that the clothes of the two monks were shabby but clean, he did not see them.
There was no bloody plot, and Founder successfully entered the exhibition hall.
At the front of the exhibition hall are some rubbings, all of which are celebrities, what Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and so on......
It was also the first time for Fang Zheng to see the handwriting of these ancient masters, and he was also interested in it.
Further on, there are some calligraphers writing on the spot, although there is less charm of the ancients, but it is also full of the beauty of calligraphy, one stroke at a time, very atmospheric, Fang Zheng nodded while looking at it.
"Hehe, this mage, look at you and nodding your head as you look, you seem to understand words?" said a middle-aged man who had just picked up a pen and smiled gently.
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk understands a little, but not much." The word Mr. has a very watery taste, and when it is soft, it enters the gurgling stream, and it is like the galloping Yellow River, which is really beautiful. ”
As soon as these words came out, the man was stunned, and arched his hand: "In Xia Wang Daochun, I don't know what the mage is called?"
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said: "The poor monk is square." ”
Wang Daochun was stunned for a moment and said, "Fangzheng? uh...... I'm sorry, but this name is too loud......"
Fang Zheng smiled: "It's okay, every time the poor monk breaks out the Dharma number, it seems that everyone's reaction is great." ”
Wang Daochun smiled and said: "This is not very impossible, Fang Zheng is a fairy-like figure in Huaxia, who doesn't know? It's not that because others have it, you have to change it...... Master, I think I'm pretty good at calligraphy. ”
Wang Daochun obviously didn't want to dwell on this issue, so he diverted the topic and returned to calligraphy.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "I know a little, I haven't written for a long time, and I don't know what else to write." ”
"Haha...... The mage is polite, it's just opened now, and there are no people. If the master wants to write, he can use our pen and ink, and everyone is talking about calligraphy, not good or bad. Wang Daochun said with a smile.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "No matter how good or bad calligraphy is, what are you doing with calligraphy? Can't you just write it when you go home? Everything has a high or low, this is a Chinese calligraphy exhibition, not a Chinese shameful exhibition." Every word here is for foreign guests to appreciate, find someone to write indiscriminately, not only your people, but also the face of Huaxia!"
As he spoke, a man walked slowly with several people like the stars holding the moon.
"Topaz, what are you doing here?" Wang Daochun obviously didn't like this topaz.
Fang Zheng didn't like it either, because Huang Yu didn't look like a calligrapher, but more like a businessman, and his eyes were not as frank and easy-going as Wang Daochun, and he was a little more sharp, like a knife.
Huang Yu said: "You have hung up a sign, Huaxia calligraphy touring exhibition, I am also a calligrapher, come and see, write a few words, is it not an exaggeration?
When a young man behind Wang Daochun heard this, he said angrily: "That's better than crossing the ocean to be a dog!" I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless!"
Huang Yu's face was slightly unsightly when he heard this, but he still maintained an arrogant smile on his face, and said lightly: "Wang Daochun, you are still so unproductive." The elders speak, and the children interject indiscriminately, which is rude. It's no wonder that Chinese calligraphy is lonely, the character is not good, the quality is not good, how to carry calligraphy?"