The City University Student Calligraphy Grand Prix kicked off.

The 60 selected works were exhibited in the Municipal Exhibition Hall, and major newspapers and municipal media followed up and reported on the calligraphy exhibition. As a cultural construction, now through such a simple exhibition, it has both visual effects and no trouble, which is the best carrier.

At the same time, there is also an official account voting system.

Nowadays, there are a lot of young people who stay at home, and there are too few people who go to vote for a calligraphy exhibition, so in order to make more people participate in this cultural construction, the Internet has become the best platform.

Each selected work was photographed and uploaded to the public platform.

People from the calligraphy department of the Academy of Fine Arts have forwarded and canvassed, and the space, circle of friends, WeChat platform, etc., are all about this calligraphy exhibition. A WeChat can only vote once, which can also ensure the rationality of the vote and prevent some malicious votes.

Huang Xu, as a grass in the calligraphy department, naturally has a wide range of friends. Major clubs, college groups, and various calligraphy exchange groups have become channels for him to canvass for votes.

The fat brother on the side smiled: "Brother Xu, this competition is really tailor-made for you." In terms of interpersonal relationships, there is anyone better than you in our Academy of Fine Arts?"

Huang Xu took a sip of red wine and looked disdainful, "What is this called? This is also part of strength." ”

"Yes, yes, Brother Xu, your strength is definitely not to say. ”

Bite!

Huang Xu looked down at the information. Someone in a calligraphy exchange group @ he spoke, so he clicked on it and looked at it.

"Very good, work number 60, voted on. ”

Huang Xu frowned, typed and said, "It's the sixteenth, not the sixth." ”

After two minutes, someone immediately replied, "But I think sixty is better." As he spoke, he posted the screenshot to the group. ”

"Hmm, who wrote it? Looking at the past, why is it so pleasing to the eye?"

"Yes, it's very meaningful, it looks like a painting, I thought this kind of competition was very low-end, it looks a bit level, wait, I'm going to vote too." ”

Huang Xu frowned, "Damn!"

"Brother Xu, what's wrong?"

Huang Xu sighed, "It's nothing, there's just a clown jumping off the beam." He swiped his phone and blocked the person who @ him in the first place. One vote or two votes, it's not worth him to please and accommodate, whatever, love to vote or not.

He put his phone aside and drank from his glass.

"By the way, fat man, retweet my Weibo and help me canvass for votes. ”

"No problem, Brother Xu. I don't know you yet, this competition, the first one. ”

Huang Xu chuckled and said: "Last time in the Cultural Center, I was won the gold medal by a clown who jumped off the beam, it's really hateful! In this college student competition, there is no one surnamed Wang, I see who can stop me from winning the first place!"

"Ahem. ”

Huang Xu looked to the side, saw the fat man drinking red wine all over his body, and frowned, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Xu, you ...... You see......"

Huang Xu took his mobile phone and glanced at it, "Who is this person?"

"You don't even know about this person. Zhou Qingyu, big star!" The fat man was a little distracted, "This big beauty is in good shape, convex and backward, especially this face, you see, this look, I feel dry when I look at it." ”

"You want to chase stars, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Look at this Weibo under her, it has just been posted for more than an hour. ”

Huang Xuhu took it suspiciously, glanced at it, and looked a little familiar, this ...... Isn't this the one in the group just now?

He opened up the picture in disbelief, Zhong Yue?

Why is this name a little familiar?

"Zhong Yue!"

The fat man suddenly remembered, "The one who wrote the lacquer book!"

Huang Xu was shocked into a sweat behind him, and quickly clicked on Zhou Qingyu's Weibo avatar, six million followers!

He hurried to Weibo an hour ago.

"I don't know why, but seeing this painting reminds me of my youth."

The comments and likes at the bottom have exceeded 10,000!

There are also many people who are commenting and forwarding.

"There is still such an operation!"

The fat man on the side clicked on the WeChat voting platform.

"Brother Xu......"

"What's wrong?" Huang Xu saw his ugly face.

"Don't look at ......"

Huang Xu clicked on the voting platform a little unwillingly, and when he saw the work with the highest number of votes and had been put to the forefront, his hand shook, and his mobile phone almost fell to the ground.

"Three...... 30,000 votes...... With the 3,000 votes of the second place, this ...... It's simply not the same heavyweight!"

The power of the Internet is terrifying, but netizens are not blind, if it weren't for Zhong Yue's youth-themed works that resonated with them, to pay attention to an official account like this, and then click on it to vote, such a troublesome thing, even if the star is influential, there will not be so many people who vote.

However, Zhong Yue's "Whose Youth is Immaculate" reminded some netizens of their youth, and with the modern poetry of the chief Mu Rong, the artistic conception crushed all the entries.

If those are all counted as entries, then Zhong Yue's work is the only work that can be described as art.

"It's not fair! It's cheating!"

The fat man glanced at his eyes and said in a low voice: "Brother Xu, why don't we buy tickets too?"

Huang Xu glanced at him coldly, "Do you think I'll lose?"

"That's not what I meant. ”

……

……

Zhong Yue walked into the renovated house, and he was still very satisfied with the current living environment. Sitting in the study near the mountain, it happens to be in the shade, and there is no need to draw the curtains. He entered the system, and there were too many things in the past few days, and he couldn't calm down and practice calligraphy. He looked at the taskbar first.

The Ink Method quest and the primary Ink Bar Crafting are bound together. Now that he is on vacation, Zhong Yue thinks that it is necessary to go to the county to find a master of ink making to learn. Z County is a famous Huimo manufacturing production area, the past dynasties of famous masters, Cheng Gongyu, Wu Shoumo, Cheng Zhenglu, Cao Sugong, Wang Jinsheng, Cheng Yiqing and so on.

Then there is a jargon, the world's ink industry is in Huizhou.

Zhong Yue glanced at Xiao Kai's penmanship proficiency, forty percent, compared to the previous thirty percent, there is a qualitative leap, maybe after he has mastered all the penmanship of the nine potentials of the gods, he can complete the penmanship.

He sat on the green grass and watched the flying ink.

He has read the pen dozens of times, and the only thing that can comprehend the mystery is the rule of horizontal scales.

Some people appreciate calligraphy, and when they see that the strokes on the work are rough or crooked, they think that this person must not be able to write. In fact, this is not the case, such as the lacquer book written by Zhong Yue, using the side of the brush, the edge of the stroke, there will naturally be such unevenness.

What is a horizontal scale?

It is a horizontal gesture, which cannot be blindly flushed, like fish scales, which seems to be flat, but in fact it is not flat. The twists and turns of the Tang people are like this. Seeking agility and change in flatness, the fun and mystery of calligraphy is here.

Just like if you look at the surface of a calm lake, whether there are hidden whirlpools or fish playing underneath, you can't see it at first glance, you have to look carefully, and you can see, oh, it's not so calm and lifeless.

What is a erection?

It is written down vertically, not straight down, it must be fast and slow, and there is astringency in the disease, such as reining in the horse's reins, and constantly relaxing and always tightening.

Among the nine potentials of the gods and men that Zhong Yue saw in the system, on the reckless prairie, the ink rhyme that turned into a black horse, the fast and agile cuttlefish, crossed back and forth, which was a symbol of the god's penmanship.

Zhong Yue doesn't know if these exaggerated special effects are true or not, because even if he looks at the famous works of the second king, there is no such magical brushwork, maybe this is just an animation that the system specially simulated in order to let him have a deeper understanding, so that he can experience it.

In fact, Zhong Yue has already used the horizontal and vertical brushwork. Jin Nong lacquer book, Zhong Yue learned the essence, but he didn't experience it so carefully. Including the previous skimming pen, Jin Nong only taught him to write like this, without telling him why he wrote like this.

There are some things, how can there be so many whys.

Now it can be confirmed one by one from the nine potentials of this god and man.

Why do you write that? That's because this is the law that is most in line with nature and life.

Calligraphy, if it only stays on paper, is too superficial. What Zhong Yue is doing now is to gradually advance the artistic conception of calligraphy into life. He still has a long way to go.

Wen Zhengming left him seventy percent of the space, which just allowed him to complete this aspect of improvement.

He quit the system and slowly meditated.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Zhong Yue picked up the phone.

"Tatsuko, what's the matter?"

"Where are you?"

"At home, I didn't have anything to do, so I went home. ”

Zhang Da's tone was a little excited, and he asked, "I didn't expect you to hide such a hand, Brother Yue, you actually know Zhou Qingyu!"

"Who is Zhou Qingyu?"

"Don't pretend to be confused with me, sign the photo or sign the album, you can weigh it yourself. ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Da looked like he would not give up, the hard one was not good, the soft one was soft, "Brother Yue, I beg you, give me a photo of her." ”

Zhong Yue couldn't understand what he was saying at all, "I really don't know him." ”

"Don't you know, look at her Weibo!"