"Hehe, don't be presumptuous, my old man has a lot to say, and he doesn't have the habit of flattering people, especially a young man." Hearing Jin Haotian's modest words, Hu Delin waved his hand and said with a smile.

Now Jin Haotian is completely speechless, he really can't refute Hu Delin at this moment, if he refutes it, it will not only question Hu Delin's appreciation, but also question his character. Questioning the character of a provincial party secretary in person, the consequences are very strict.

Besides, Jin Haotian is indeed satisfied with his words, but he is not used to being praised so badly in person, so he has to smile awkwardly.

However, at this moment, Hu Ying and Hu Jun's sisters and brothers were so shocked that their jaws fell to the ground, others didn't know that they were very aware of their father's style, and it was more difficult to hear the praise of a person from his mouth than to ascend to the sky, especially in calligraphy.

Hu Jun has heard his father's criticism of the current calligraphy world more than once, and he thinks that the so-called calligraphers are too impetuous and vain, and there are very few people who really count everyone.

Hu Jun also asked him curiously, who is really everyone in his heart, this old man squinted his eyes and crossed his fingers and thought for a long time before barely making up four and a half. And this half is still himself, but he is not embarrassed to say it.

Now he was surprised to hear that he had put the calligraphy achievements of this young man of the same age as himself in front of him to such a high level, and that he was even comparable to Huaisu.

Although he is a bastard who does not learn and does not know how to do it in his father's mouth, but under the old man's subtlety, he still knows a little about who this Huaisu is, and he has a pivotal position in the history of calligraphy, and leads a generation of coquettish cursive calligraphers. and a generation of "grass saint" Zhang Xu is equally famous, known as "Zhang Diansu Maniac" or "Bimpy Drunk".

Poets and writers throughout the ages have praised the achievements of Huaisu cursive. The great Tang poet Li Bai once wrote a poem praising Huaisu cursive: "The young master is called Huaisu, and the cursive is unique in the world." The ink pond flew out of the Beiming fish, and the pen killed all the rabbits in the mountains...... "As for the comments of later generations of calligraphers and connoisseurs, there are even more, and there is hardly a book on the history of calligraphy that does not mention Huaisu."

Now that Daddy actually compares the two of them, this can't help but make him ask a little suspiciously: "Daddy, you are too exaggerated, can this painting be comparable to Huaisu's "Self-Description"?" ”

"Why don't you believe your Lao Tzu and my vision?" Hu Delin glanced at his son and said unhappily.

"Hehe, it's really a little, your old man is also the executive director of the Chinese Calligraphers Association, but the current official is not from the Calligraphy Association, let alone a director, even the chairman of the Calligraphy Association." Hu Jun joked with a smile.

"Hey, good boy, I'd call you to give it to you, but you think your Lao Tzu is one of those official calligraphers who can't even write regular script." Hu Delin glared angrily, and then said proudly: "Lao Tzu is genuine, I want to follow your Grandpa Lin to practice diligently for more than 20 years." ”

"Grandpa Lin, is he very powerful?" Hu Junjin asked in surprise.

"Grandpa Lin was praised by Qi Gong Qi as the 'Three Contemporary Uniques' of poetry, calligraphy and painting, and was also praised as the 'Grass Sage Relic in this Weng' by the giant of the island country's calligraphy circle, Qingshan Shanyu, do you say it is powerful?" At this time, Hu Ying explained.

"Ah, why didn't you say it earlier. If you said earlier, I wouldn't have discarded the painting that Grandpa Lin gave me, it would be worth a lot of money. After listening to Hu Ying's explanation, Hu Jun couldn't help complaining.

"Money, money knows money. Can you make a difference? Hu Delin scolded fiercely.

"Uh, Dad, you said that Brother Jin's calligraphy is really so good, why can't I see it, you can tell me about it, and let me have a little more knowledge, and I will be embarrassed to go out in the future." Seeing that his father was blowing his beard and glaring, Hu Jun hurriedly said flatteringly, he knew that this topic would definitely arouse his father's strong interest.

Sure enough, listening to Hu Jun's words, although he knew that he was changing the topic, Hu Delin still said very well: "Xiaojin's character, the essence of the deep Huaisu wild grass brushwork, although it is wild grass, but the center of the pen, like a cone and sand scratches, vertical and horizontal oblique and unstoppable; Up and down echo like a torrential rain, with the pen round and powerful, so that the turn is like a ring, unrestrained and smooth, in one go, like the Yangtze River, a thousand miles more commendable is that the words between the lines all reveal the leader's "Qinyuan Spring Snow" in the majestic momentum, far-reaching artistic conception, broad mind, can really be regarded as a hand-me-down. Hu Delin first gave a high evaluation from the whole, and his interest came, while gesturing, he opened a calligraphy art appreciation class for a pair of children, he preached endlessly, and from time to time and Jin Haotian had an exchange, and finally pulled Jin Haotian down the study, spread out the pen and ink and the two began to talk.

Hu Delin's hot pillow also aroused Jin Haotian's interest, so even a person in the study to pick up the pen and grind the pen to walk the dragon snake dragon flying phoenix dance of the exchange, if there is no one around, the interest comes to pour a glass of brewing to drink, by the stimulation of alcohol, a piece of exquisite calligraphy works flow out of the pen end of the two, seal script, official script, regular script, line script crazy grass different fonts are everything, the scene in front of Hu Ying and Hu Jun sister and brother are looking at each other. They have never seen their own official father have a dissolute side, who believes this.

"Sister, did you really fall this time?" Looking at Hu Ying's affectionate and admiring gaze, Hu Jun laughed and teased.

"What do you think of him?" Hu Ying asked leisurely.

"Hehe, yes, it's a wonderful person, it's the first time I've met such a person who not only doesn't scare our dad but also makes him deflated." Hu Jun also said with some admiration, it is really admirable to be able to have such an expression on the premise of knowing what his father's identity is, and then asked suspiciously: "By the way, sister, where is this sacred?" ”

"Don't know? He didn't sue you? Is it unsightly or ill-intentioned? Hearing this, Hu Jun said a little angrily.

"What, he doesn't even know who he is, he's amnesia." Hu Ying explained with a smile.

"What, amnesia? I'll go, is this a TV series? Hu Jun said in disbelief.

"Hehe, how can TV series be realistically exciting." Hu Ying smiled, and then explained the ins and outs of the matter concisely.

"Yo, sister, said that you picked up a treasure this time?" Hu Jun said jokingly.

"It's a good treasure, but it's hard to say if it's mine." Hu Ying said leisurely.

"Cut, what are you afraid of, I don't believe it, I can't clean up a man with your charm, sister, unless he is a wilted thing." Hu Jun said with a smile.

"What nonsense?" Hu Ying glared at Hu Jun and said unhappily, "Hey, old lady, you shouldn't give that kid anything." Hu Jun looked at Hu Ying with some ill will and said.

"Fuck off, impure-minded bastard. There was nothing between us. Hu Ying scolded with a slight blushing face.

"Really?" Hu Jun asked in disbelief.

"Hmph, believe it or not." Hu Ying said angrily, at this time the nanny had already put the meal on the table, so Hu Ying took the opportunity to stand up and walk towards the study, if he was talking to this unscrupulous brother, God knows what kind of ivory his dog can spit out from his mouth.

PS: Ask for flowers, brothers have flowers and send some to Jianyun, and I'm about to fall out of the flower list.