"Zhong Yue, he was really handsome just now!" Gu Qin's eyes flashed, and he praised Zhong Yue vigorously, making Zhong Yue a little embarrassed, "Do you know who that person was just now?"

Zhong Yue was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you say that the Municipal Book Association? It seems that he should not be very old, and he should not be a celebrity, right?"

"Haha, it's good that you're not from the Provincial Academy of Fine Arts, otherwise you would have been tortured to death by this Aunt Wu. ”

"Aunt Wu, isn't that man a man?"

Gu Qin chuckled, "Aunt Wu is the nickname given to this head by the students of the calligraphy department of the Academy of Fine Arts. You know, the art students who apply for the Academy of Fine Arts, in addition to those who have money and diplomas at home, there are also many who have artistic dreams, just like what you just saw, this Director Wu is money when he opens his mouth and closes his mouth, not only requires the students' style to be close to the trend of the times, but even asks about the teaching content of some professors of the Academy of Fine Arts, because of this matter, he also angrily took away several calligraphy professors. ”

Zhong Yue smiled evilly, "Your father also told you this?"

"You're a man...... Heck, I won't tell you so much. I'll tell you the truth, I'm a special student of the Academy of Fine Arts......"

When Zhong Yue heard this, he was not confused, it turned out to be a special enrollment for art, which was not unusual, he was still feeling that God was so unfair to Gu Qin's special enrollment identity before, and he was relieved to hear this.

"Then you're not going to fall into the hands of this Director Wu?"

"Haha, I studied oil painting. The calligraphy department of the Provincial Academy of Fine Arts only recruits a total of 30 people every year, and you can know how unpopular it is just by looking at this number, so this Aunt Wu is the most worthless director of the Academy of Fine Arts. Because there are few students, every student can't escape his clutches, just like the dormitory aunt in our high school. ”

The two walked to a lounge and sat down.

Zhong Yue still had some doubts in his heart, so he asked, "Since I am also from the education system, why does this Director Wu have such a big prejudice against me and my grandfather's works? ”

"Wait, let's go to the modern painting and calligraphy exhibition hall in the city, and you will know the reason. Your grandfather's works were not originally listed in the plan, because this half of the Wei monument has become the treasure of the cultural center, and with the special historical identity of your Zhong family, it is displayed in the modern calligraphy and painting exhibition hall. ”

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, "It won't be such a coincidence that Aunt Wu's works will be squeezed out, right?"

Gu Qin took out a bottle of water from his bag, took a few sips, and nodded, "Aunt Wu's works were originally not qualified to be displayed in the exhibition hall, because she just became the director of the calligraphy department last year, and now the city is vigorously promoting the construction of spiritual civilization, so I used it to make up the number, but unfortunately, I ran into your grandfather......"

"No, my grandfather doesn't carry this pot. ”

Gu Qin was amused by Zhong Yue's words, "Okay, let's go and visit, and we'll go eat chicken later." ”

"Eat ......"

"KFC!"

Compared with the previous Huizhou ancient culture exhibition hall, the modern calligraphy and painting exhibition hall that Zhong Yue and the others stepped into is full of modernity, with calligraphy and Chinese painting and oil painting on display.

Gu Qin looked at a pair of calligraphy works, covered his mouth and smiled: "How can this work be like a painting, I really can't appreciate it." ”

The middle-aged man standing on the side looked at Gu Qin with disdain, and muttered, "Do you know calligraphy, how can such a person get in......?"

was so angry that Miss Gu's nose was crooked, and she looked at the back of her head like a Mediterranean-like bald scoop, "You deserve to be bald!"

Zhong Yue smiled, "Don't be angry. You're right, this piece is really not good. This is the awkward situation of calligraphy now. In the previous decades, calligraphy had been considered an old art, so it led to a serious discontinuity.

Now that the quintessence of the country has been restored, in addition to the older generation of calligraphers who have experienced turmoil, the new generation of calligraphers lacks pen power and cannot write new things, so they can only find breakthroughs in such an embarrassing situation, so they have produced such and such strange works, which are incomprehensible. ”

These words, naturally, were not uttered by Zhong Yuehu, but what his father often said on his lips, and there are indeed not many new generations who can inherit traditional calligraphy well, but more, just like the works in front of them, focusing on the unique visual effect presented by the works themselves, and ignoring the inheritance of calligraphy itself.

The two continued down the exhibition hall.

"Zhong Yue, look. ”

Seeing that in the window at the end of the calligraphy exhibition hall, three of his grandfather's works were also on display, and the small nameplate at the bottom was engraved with the names of Zhong Xuan's descendants and his grandfather, Zhong Yue smiled with some relief, no matter how innovative others are, do their best, this is already very good.

A white-haired old man held his reading glasses, constantly scanning the Wei Bei work in front of him outside the window, and a pleased smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I haven't seen such a delicate and pure Wei Bei work for a long time." ”

"Huh. ”

The old man was too engrossed, and when he moved sideways, he didn't see anyone on the side, and bumped into Zhong Yue.

"I'm sorry, little comrade. ”

Zhong Yue smiled and looked at the old man in the black jacket, "It's okay. ”

The old man straightened up, "You are students of the Academy of Fine Arts?"

This is the fifth time Zhong Yue has heard such a question, "No, we were invited by Mr. Huang Mingchuan and Mr. Huang to participate in the opening ceremony of the cultural center." ”

"Oh? This is strange, he is a busy man, and he actually has time to invite two young offspring to come over. The old man wrapped his eyes in cloth and stuffed them in his pockets, "Everyone else has gone to see those dazzling works, what's the matter?

Gu Qin had already hid behind Zhong Yue, pretending not to hear, looking around, and asking her to talk about oil painting, and also to say two, five or six, this calligraphy...... The level of appreciation will also be able to recognize that it was written with a brush.

The old gentleman laughed, how can there be a difference in age of calligraphy works? only know whether you know how to appreciate it, these three works are the works of my grandfather in his later years, so I came to take a look. ”

"Oh?" the old man was surprised, "It turns out that he is the owner of the Wei tablet, and the family heirloom calligraphy, not bad, not bad." ”

"The old gentleman has won the prize. ”

The old man didn't ask much, he rubbed his shoulders on his back, "Now there are fewer and fewer people who can write calligraphy well......

"Eh, Xiao Gu, I've been looking for you for a long time, when did I see that you were interested in calligraphy? ”

Gu Qin hurriedly took Zhong Yue's shield to the extreme again, and said with a grin: "Brother Huang Xu, I'm sorry, promise Zhong Yue, invite him to eat chicken, and see you later." ”

"Hey ......"

Seeing the two slip away from under their noses, the smile on Huang Xu's face gradually converged.

"Brother Xu, what's wrong? Your little daughter-in-law ran away with someone?"

"Shut your dog's mouth! This kid surnamed Zhong, wait for me!"