Opportunities are something that others can help create or even provide directly, but whether you can seize the opportunity depends on your own strength and preparation.

People will encounter two or three opportunities to change their fate in this life, so why do most people still live an ordinary life according to the original trajectory?

It is because most people do not have the vision to discover opportunities in time, nor do they have the ability to grasp their fate, and in the end they can only regret going with the flow and disappearing into the world.

The opportunity provided by Grandpa Zhang is very precious, you must know that he is a well-known calligrapher who has been famous for more than 30 years, although he has not yet reached the master realm, but he has made old friends for decades, and students who have been taught by him for decades are active in the circle of calligraphy. For Grandpa Zhang's sake, he will take care of himself. And in order not to let himself enter the calligraphy circle, the junior rank is too low, and he directly announced that he is his closed disciple, which is not insignificant.

In today's society, many people do not pay attention to the seniority of the industry, thinking that as long as they have the strength to innovate, they can also play a piece of the world with a low seniority. In fact, in this circle in China, which attaches great importance to the respect and inferiority of the elders and the young, low seniority is equal to low right to speak. The words spoken by the elders are teachings, and even the words of ridicule are contrary to the ear, for your good! Dare to blow up the thorn is not to know how to respect the old and respect the virtuous, a hats that are disrespectful and arrogant will make your fledgling career difficult, and everything will be over.

Isn't the cross talk master Lao Guo an example! To be honest, his seniority is not low, and he is still controlled by others. Your little theater is thriving, and every day is making money. Other people's dismal business still has to send tickets everywhere, or no one comes, so that people will not be blushing, and they will not attract envy!

So all kinds of shameless tricks such as stumbling, black hands, making small reports, and even finding fake reporters to frame them have been used, and they have also called on the media to call on cross talk to be anti-vulgar, pay attention to artistic virtues, and have educational significance, and there is no shame in the world. Lao Guo often sighs in his works: "Those who talk about cross talk are looking forward to death." The audience laughed when they heard it, but they really didn't know that the sourness in Lao Guo's heart was poured out of the Yellow River, and he couldn't tell it!

Now he has directly changed from the identity of the third generation to the second generation, just like Shi Shengjie apprenticed to Master Hou Baolin back then, with a high generation and a high starting point. The above are all famous people, and you don't have to embarrass yourself as a little junior. In the middle, they are their own peers, even if there are people who are jealous and jealous, they can't put the genealogy of their elders in front of them. As for the next generation, it is time to listen to their own teachings, it seems that he owes Grandpa Zhang an apprenticeship ceremony, how can he be disappointed by the elders who love him so much.

Now that the opportunity is in front of us, it depends on your own performance how you play next. Meng Fanzhu shook his spirits and found that he was actually high-spirited at the moment.

Xie Peishi was abroad to participate in the event, and he couldn't come to the scene today, and a total of 17 people were able to participate in the competition, 16 men and 1 woman. Basically, they are all disciples of famous people in the association. There's not a lot of red tape, and now that the board of directors has decided on the schedule, it's good to execute it. The men who participated in the competition moved the table with more grace, and formed a long snake formation in front of the rostrum, laid felt mats, tablecloths, and pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

In order to leave enough space for each contestant to create, only 4 contestants can go up and write in each round. There is no dispute, the older ones write first, and the younger ones write later. Meng Fanzhu naturally has no objections, he follows the local customs, and when he arrives in a new environment, the best way is to see more and talk less, and do less. After dividing the order, Meng Fanzhu was surprised to find that he was ranked in the fifth group without any doubt, and he was the only one! Wouldn't that be to compete in the competition under everyone's attention, Meng Fanzhu, who had always been low-key, smiled bitterly.

Five directors sat on the rostrum, from left to right: Xu Guangzhou, Zhang Likun, Zhao Ruji, Ouyang Zhonghui, Xu Xiangdong, all of whom are famous calligraphers in Long Province.

Zhao Ruji communicated left and right, flicked the microphone, and after focusing the attention of everyone on the scene, he announced loudly: "The 2004 Summer PEN Youth Tournament has officially begun. The competition has two parts: the first part is "Near Wine" in regular script, and the second part is free optional content. Each entry is limited to 10 minutes, no delays, start now!"

The lady was one of the four in the first group, all forty-four or five-year-old. Everyone is familiar with "Near Wine", especially for these calligraphers, the poems can be said to be easy. The difficulty is that it is difficult to complete in 10 minutes, and the whole poem includes the name of the poem, the dynasty, and the author's name, a total of 182 words, plus the inscription, and goes straight to 200 words. Writing in regular script with a square shape, straight strokes, and a model is the most basic skill for postgraduate entrance examinations.

This is not an embarrassment, it is a decision made by the Council after research. Modern society as a whole is impetuous, and those who seek fame and fortune abound. Inevitably, the calligraphers' association has also been affected by the general environment, and many famous calligraphers have been playing big brushes, showing off their freehand ideas, and seeking curiosity and curiosity to attract attention all day long for fame and fortune. This competition, and to take out the heavyweight prizes is to remind the new generation of the importance of basic skills, no art is not rootless, cross talk to practice every day, dance to press the legs every day, vocal music to practice in the morning and evening, calligraphy if in this generation go astray, I believe that these old artists will be ashamed of their ancestors after a hundred years.

The four contestants dipped in ink, brushed a little bit, and rows of neat regular script jumped on the paper. The opposite heads are also slightly sweaty and red, which shows that this kind of formal and strict competition is a kind of postgraduate examination for both mental and physical strength.

When Zhao Ruji flicked the microphone again and announced that the time was up. Only three people completed the creation, and the female calligrapher had just finished stamping her name seal, and it was dangerous. The male player who ranked second did not complete the payment, his face was flushed, he was a little embarrassed, and he was ashamed to leave the field under the comfort of his acquaintance.

The work was brought to the rostrum, and the five directors saw it one by one. Immediately after the remaining three people started the second part of the schedule, this time it was very smooth, out of the lessons of the first part of the schedule, they invariably chose the short and incisive five-character Tang poem, mostly cursive, only the lady still chose regular script, so that several directors nodded frequently.

I don't know why, Meng Fanzhu felt that Ouyang Zhonghui's gaze at him was a little strange, and it seemed to be a little hostile and disdainful. This feeling of my own comes from righteousness and is very accurate. I definitely haven't seen him, let alone a grudge, so there is only one possibility, that is, he and Grandpa Zhang are at odds. Thinking of the resentment in Grandpa Zhang's tone when he called him before, he thought just now that he might have lost by arguing with Xu Guangzhou, and his old face couldn't hang up. Now I understand what's going on, the main owner who makes Grandpa Zhang unhappy is here.

"Hehe, since you make Grandpa Zhang unhappy, then you just wait, if you don't have trouble, you will pick it up." If you rely on the old and sell the old ......' Meng Fanzhu lowered his eyebrows and was more restrained, and it has always been his code of conduct to maintain those close to him.

Soon the second, third, and fourth rounds were all finished one after another. The results can't be said to be good, and it's a bit embarrassing. In the first part of the competition alone, 5 contestants were eliminated, and one of them was one of the best in the new generation in terms of awards and fame. Meng Fanzhu peeked and found that when the contestant named Chu Jinrong had not finished writing, Ouyang Zhonghui's face turned pale, and he knew that this was his disciple or junior, and he should have the intention of winning this competition.

Sorting out the mood, it's only my own round, and the directors are busy grading the works of the fourth round. Meng Fanzhu walked to the desk in front of the table in full view of everyone, took out the brush given to him by his grandfather freely, and started the game under the signal of Zhao Ruji. The surrounding members were whispering, and most of them were not optimistic about Meng Fanzhu's participation. knew that he was Zhang Likun's closed disciple, and he had a good relationship with him, thinking that Zhang Lao was letting his disciples see the world, and participating in the competition was a passing scene. The relationship is ordinary, and he thinks that Zhang Lao is a public instrument for private use, and he is a little too fond of this old apprentice. Those who have a bad relationship think that Zhang Likun is dizzy, and this kind of heavyweight competition dares to let a yellow-mouthed child grandstand.

No matter what they were thinking, the members present gradually gathered around, curious to see what kind of handwriting this teenage boy had.

Meng Fanzhu has no distractions, now when he focuses on one thing, he will shield the surrounding environment and simulate a virtual scene in his mind, at this time, the computer-like brain is running rapidly, Li Bai's life data is sorted out and analyzed, Li Bai's personality is simulated, the creative environment of "Near Wine" is simulated, and Li Bai's emotions at that time are simulated. If you can show the simulation in Meng Fanzhu's mind, you will be surprised to find that he is drinking with Cen Xun and Yuan Danqiu in the Yingyang Mountain Residence in the architectural style of the Tang Dynasty.

"Hiss ~ good word, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have thought that this word was from the hand of a young man, and the power was through the back of the paper, how could the hand power be so old-fashioned!"

"Hey! The old man has studied regular script for 30 years, how can he think that the words of this son contain a wild meaning, quite with the meaning of poetry, and the regular script and madness are perfectly integrated!

The so-called connoisseurs knew if there was one as soon as they made a move, and the first line of Meng Fanzhu's words made the surroundings quiet, and the members who didn't see it behind were even more curious, and some of them were itchy and squeezed hard. The surrounding circular team was a little messy, but no matter how crowded it was, he kept a distance of one meter from Meng Fanzhu to ensure his creative space, and even members who had a bad relationship with Zhang Likun could not bear to interrupt the teenager's writing.

They are all cultural people, and they must have a bottom line in life, and it is also Meng Fanzhu's strength that wins everyone's respect.

Meng Fanzhu's speed was very fast, and five minutes later, when he was about to finish two sentences, he heard a hoarse voice on the rostrum.

"I'll announce the results of the competition. Everyone looked up in amazement, how could Meng Fanzhu announce the results before he finished writing?

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are Chinese people, there are struggles, especially in the cultural circle. As the saying goes, there is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts. It has been an old tradition for thousands of years for literati to despise each other, just because of the grievances of the older generation, they so blatantly ignore the progress of young people, and lose the demeanor of a famous family!

The corners of Meng Fanzhu's mouth rose, interesting, more and more interesting!

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