Chapter 296: True Hypocrite
Zhong Yue looked at Ji Bochang's hearty laughter, and said without humility or arrogance: "No way, someone has to stand up." At the beginning, the calligraphy circle in Shanghai was extravagant, and the fame and fortune were too noisy, so he gambled on Wang Ge of Xiaokai Wang, and took off the signboard of Xiaokai Wang in Shanghai, and later Yunhui Yunlao took over the baton and organized people in the industry to consciously abide by the self-discipline of calligraphers, although they dare not say that the Haiyan River is clear, but at least let the Huangpu River roll eastward The water of the Huangsha River is pure, what do you think?"
When Zhong Yue came over, he expected that there would be many obstacles, but was he still the same Zhong Yue as before? or the student who would only use "Wuxia Ameng" to secretly taunt him? Hehe, that was too underestimating him.
The room is terrifyingly quiet, some things, not to mention, others will never think how great you are, this is Zhong Yue's original intention, low-key and modest, those who can only communicate with gentlemen can be used, as for with some people, heh!
Ji Bochang chuckled and said: "Gambling is gambling, competitive, brave and brave, it's just that the old man Yun has deep qualifications, and he takes this opportunity to make a fuss, how can it be said that he is complicit with you, don't put too much gold on your face." ”
"Bochang, how can you say that. Qian Yunyao's face couldn't hold back, "If Zhong Yue was like this, he would have proclaimed himself the king of Xiaokai a long time ago, why should he pave the way for Huizhi?"
The villain will always have his reason for the belly of a gentleman, Ji Bochang said: "Who knows what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd?"
Shao Shouyun also took a deep breath, shook his head and said: "This matter is indeed beautiful, Bochang, the words are too harsh, Zhong Yue did the right thing, don't be sour." ”
"It's just a matter of facts, teacher, don't blame me for being too ugly. ”
Zhong Yue took a sip of barley tea, this meal is destined to be uneven, "The situation here in East China, I don't need to say, when Qian Lao came to me, he also mentioned the problem of the lack of calligraphy cultural inheritance, I think, this matter is urgent." As for who will carry the crown, it will be no problem to be re-elected at that time, I just want to ask President Shao, do you approve of this proposal?"
"Yes, of course yes. ”
"Teacher ......"
Shao Shouyun stopped Ji Bochang's words, "I have always admired capable young people. Of course, I also want to do my part in the inheritance of calligraphy, and you are right, someone has to stand up. Some things are not a question of whether they can be done, but whether they dare to do it, whether they are willing to do it.
It's just that Zhong Yue, the ideas of you or the professors of your academy are not too perfect.
What is the nature of the organization, how to do it, what are the things to plan, all of these things must have a complete plan, do you have one?"
Shao Shouyun was right. Ideas and plans, those are two different things.
"These are all things that were decided after everyone sat down and negotiated, and now it's just an idea. ”
Shao Shouyun nodded, "Well, what I mean is that as long as it is non-profit-making and can pass the review of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, I Xiling will definitely support it and raise my hands in favor!"
Zhong Yue smiled, this is a true gentleman, he doesn't hide it, he is harmonious and different, and he doesn't play Tai Chi with you.
"Old Qian, do you have any wine?"
"Why, didn't you just say you wouldn't drink?"
Zhong Yue drank all the tea in the cup, "I'll give Professor Liu, or the seniors of the Qingteng School, a cup of President Shao!"
With the participation of the Xiling Printing Society, the so-called East China Youth Calligraphy and Painting Alliance will not be an empty shell, after all, such as the first society today, the name of the century-old printing world is still there.
"Hehe, teacher, you have to be careful, don't be taken advantage of by some people and ruin Xiling's reputation, who will wipe your ass with this mess when the time comes? ”
At the two dinner tables, some people are in favor, some are against, and more are wait-and-see.
Qian Yunyao had already had this intention, but just as Zhong Yue said, this kind of thankless thing, no one does it, do it well, then it is really good, what if you can't do it well? Zhong Yue, you wrote a rice wine post in Shaoxing, this time you drank our Lin'an wine, do you want to write a world-famous post?"
Qian Yunyao deliberately mentioned "Huangjiu Post", so that some people who are a little wavering or unhappy can hear some taste, that is, Zhong Yue has this qualification, don't look at it now, he is just a student, but what if he wins the national competition?
And this is also a sure thing, some of them are well-informed, and Jingbei's previous discussions have also leaked some rumors.
Then, Zhong Yue does have the qualifications to talk about this matter.
Since the national competition has been held for more than ten years, who in East China has the ability?
No one.
That's it!
Of course, many of them are halfway monks, not college calligraphy students, but now the calligraphy atmosphere in East China is really not optimistic, this is like a river that will never return, to go upstream, how easy is it?
Zhong Yue watched Qian Yunyao personally pour wine for him, Xiao Ji Ji in his ear was still sneering, raised his glass and said: "It's impossible to write another amazing post at present, come, President Shao, I respect you." ”
Shao Shouyun raised his glass and asked suspiciously, "Oh? Why is it impossible, you are so young and promising." ”
Zhong Yue chuckled and said, "It is true that some people spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and they are worried that I will use this name to gild to raise my prestige and cheat something, so I decided to put aside my pen and write indefinitely." ”
Shao Shouyun shook the wine glass in his hand and almost spilled the wine, "What...... What?"
Many people present were also surprised, what?
A person who eats with a pen actually said that he would put his pen aside and not write?
Calligraphers are not immortals, they also have to eat grains, and they must have a tile on their heads.
But if you want to turn it into a substantial banknote, you have to sell your own works for money, and now I actually hear that I don't write a book, this is really crazy, do you want to consciously go back?
"Zhong Yue, don't be angry, this is not a casual joke?"
Zhong Yue chuckled: "Before I come up with a book that is more shocking than "Huangjiu Post", I have made up my mind, put aside my pen and refuse all the inscriptions, and I will issue a statement tomorrow to announce it." Now, guys, can you trust me?"
Spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
After listening to Zhong Yue's words, some of the older generation, who have been engaged in calligraphy and seal carving for decades, were a little moved: Is this really what a 20-year-old young man should do? They have all lived to be dogs in the past few decades!
The gentleman is frank, and the villain is a relative.
At the dinner table, several old men who had not spoken a word before all stood up, raised their glasses and said, "Mr. Zhong, it's disrespectful!"
"In this impetuous society, there is still such a gentleman with such a pure heart, it is the old man who looks down on people with cloudy eyes, and I will punish myself with three cups!"
"I agree with President Shao's proposal!"
"Yes, I'm in favor of it too!"
For a time, the people with lofty ideals of the Xiling Printing Society stood up one after another to respond.
This is what a calligrapher should do, but it is true, as Ji Bochang said, that is, he is afraid of trusting non-people, but when he heard that Zhong Yue had gambled on his future, what else could he doubt?
Ji Bochang looked at Zhong Yue, who was light and breezy, and gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes.
This madman!