Wu Zhonghe, who was presiding over the on-site calligraphy and painting competition in the exhibition hall, also heard the movement here, rushed over when he heard the news, and saw the strange stack of felt paper on Zhong Yue's table, as well as the bottle of "antique" starlight ink, and frowned, "Are you here to make trouble?

Zhong Yue shook off the label given by Huang Mingchuan, "Director Wu, I am participating normally. ”

"Normally, then...... And what's this mess on your table?"

"Pen, ink, paper. ”

Wu Zhonghe frowned and said: "These rags, you still say that you are not here to make trouble? Did you think I was not scolding enough before, and you want to come over and beg for scolding again?"

"I don't understand, Director Wu, is there anything wrong with this ink paper? Do you think I stole these things from my tomb?"

"You ......"

"Nakaga, what's the matter?" the old woman in a cheongsam on the side walked over with a straight waist.

Wu Zhonghe turned around and pointed at Zhong Yue, "Vice President, look at the students recommended by Teacher Huang, this is deliberately embarrassing me." ”

"What's wrong? Did he make any excessive demands?"

"Look at what is on his desk, alas, is this the attitude of a calligraphy lover?"

The old woman glanced at the pen and ink on Zhong Yue's desk, smiled and asked, "Do you need any help?"

"Hello, no. ”

The old woman nodded, "Nakaga, let's go." ”

"No, Vice President, look at this ......"

The old woman glanced at Wu Zhonghe lightly, "I don't have anything to say about you managing your students, you have to take care of the other contestants? What's wrong with the paper and pencil? This is people's freedom." Let's announce the start. ”

"Good. ”

Wu Zhonghe sorted out the disturbed thoughts, and said: "This on-site calligraphy and painting competition, jointly organized by the Municipal Calligraphy Association and Huizhou Academy of Fine Arts, has two gold and silver awards for painting and calligraphy, the competition time is two hours, the content of the work is customized, there will be teachers from the Academy of Fine Arts and the Calligraphy Association to patrol the field, no copying, plagiarism, the work is completed, you can leave the seat directly, and you are not allowed to return halfway." ”

After Wu Zhonghe announced the rules, he talked softly with more than a dozen famous calligraphers and artists sitting on the side. Zhong Yue glanced at the disdainful gazes of the people around him, and smiled.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Zhong Yue raised his head and looked at the display case not far away. Gu Qin vigorously gestured to the "Four Broken Studies" on Zhong Yue's desk, his eyes full of puzzlement. Just now I reminded him to go out to sell, and I thought I had prepared for it, this is considered preparation? This four treasures of the study room are probably worse than those beginners.

Seeing Gu Qinhou's anxious appearance, Zhong Yue shook his head with a smile, poured the bottle of starlight ink on a small porcelain plate, and soaked the inferior ink with the broken bamboo pen that had no pen edge to speak of.

The students of the Academy of Fine Arts on the side really couldn't stand it, thinking that Zhong Yue was so poor that he couldn't even afford a brush, so he would use such a broken pen, out of sympathy, he asked, "This classmate, I still have a few spare brushes here, if you need it......"

"Thank you, I'm used to it. Zhong Yue replied with a smile.

In order to bring out the essence of Jinnong's lacquer writing, it is difficult to write the style of lacquer books with ordinary brushes, which is to use this kind of brush.

Huang Xu glanced at Zhong Yue and smiled coldly.

To create a good work, it may be done in one go, or it may be halfway through the writing, and suddenly there is no inspiration and it becomes a failure. In particular, some lines of grass are known for their coherent brushwork, and there must not be the slightest flaw, otherwise a small stagnation may ruin the entire work.

For example, Yan Zhenqing's "Manuscript for the Sacrifice of Nephews" is the expression of true feelings, done in one go, even if it is scribbled and altered in the middle, it is the embodiment of thoughts, and the ink is often used to the state of dry pen, which is enough to see the depth of Lu Gong's pen. If later generations deliberately imitate the kind of scribbling and altering drafts, it will be self-defeating, and it will be suspected of being superficial and vulgar.

Zhong Yue spread the paper flat on the table, because the felt paper is too small, the general calligraphy, either directly with four feet of Xuan, or four feet of the size of the square, his felt paper, in the past practice, also wrote a twelve-word word, but as a work, according to the red grid layout on the felt paper, it looks dull, calligraphy works pay attention to blank, not full is perfect.

He glanced at Wu Zhonghe, who was staring at him like a poisonous snake, and with the content in his heart, he picked up the brush on the plate and began to move the pen.

The calligraphy is mostly hidden, which has something to do with the penmanship. The most common one used by calligraphers is Zang Feng's penmanship. The ancients paid attention to subtlety, sharp edge, often with a derogatory meaning, against the front of the pen, the center of the pen, this is the people, pen, book, the most direct spiritual embodiment.

Zhong Yue's pen, due to the thickness of the Jinnong lacquer book, in addition to the elements of penmanship, the requirements for wrist strength and concentration are also a test. General font, the line of writing is slow, the word is easy to be crooked, this is the basic skills are not solid, Zhong Yue due to the blessing of the penmanship system, with 90% proficiency in the pen, is naturally handy.

Many calligraphers in the city are already walking around and observing the students' creations.

"Mingchuan, is that the descendant of Zhong Xuan you said?"

Huang Mingchuan saw that the old woman was interested in Zhong Yue, so he smiled and said, "What does Mr. Liu have of Xiao Yue?"

In today's era, the word Mr. is generally not addressed to women, but for some elderly female scholars who are very famous and have outstanding achievements in a certain field, they still use the word Mr. to show respect, which shows Huang Mingchuan's respect for this old woman.

"I don't dare to be high, but in this impetuous era, it is rare to have such a mental offspring. ”

The two were afraid of affecting the students' creation, so they deliberately went farther away and talked softly.

"Yes, does Mr. Liu know what happened when I first met Zhong Yue?"

"Oh? ”

"It's because of the treasure of the city cultural center today, that half of the Wei monument, I personally went to Xiaohe Mountain in Daping Township, I didn't expect this kid to wear linen and filial piety, in keeping filial piety for his deceased father, and said that he would keep filial piety for three years, you say, in this era, how can anyone respect such an old ancient law?"

The woman smiled calmly, "I don't have much to say about this. After all, times are different. ”

Huang Mingchuan nodded, looked at Zhong Yue, who was creating with his head bowed, and muttered: "I don't know what this kid means, he ran over today and said that he was going to compete, his grandfather's Wei stele, to be honest, is indeed not badly written, but what is the situation of calligraphy in the book now, Mr. Liu, you also understand." ”

"It's just the pursuit of difference, but if you lose the fun and connotation of calligraphy itself, no matter how innovative you are, it's all grandstanding. ”

"Mr. Liu is very right, why don't we go and see, what surprises will Xiaoyue bring us?"

Everyone Liu, who was standing on the side, smiled slightly, "I don't know if I'm surprised or not, but it seems to have frightened Director Wu." ”

Huang Mingchuan looked over there, and Wu Zhonghe's face was almost darkened.