Taking out the seal and putting it on the bookcase, Fang Yang trotted all the way to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water and brought it to the study. This habit Fang Yang is clear, sandalwood in the guest house of the provincial party committee is not easy to find for a while, but hot water still has to be prepared for the teacher.

Seeing that Fang Yang was carrying water, Master Bai Yan showed a hint of a smile and said:

"Xiao Fangyang, you really know my old man's habits!"

Fang Yang just smiled and didn't answer. But there was endless admiration in his heart, and in his previous life, Master Bai Yan often affectionately called him "Xiao Fang Yang" and cared for him.

Master Bai Yan washed his hands carefully, and Fang Yang handed over the towel in a timely manner, and the service guarantee work was very well done.

As soon as he was about to stop, Master Bai Yan picked up the pen and dipped the ink on the inkstone unhurriedly while closing his eyes and pondering. In the middle of the night, Master Bai Yan opened his eyes, and he seemed to be suddenly full of vitality at this moment, holding the pen in his right hand and falling steadily, and the whole person was deep and wide.

The moment the master put down the pen, Fang Yang felt that the momentum on his body suddenly converged, and the whole person seemed to be integrated with the pen in his hand, giving people a very harmonious and peaceful feeling.

Fang Yang was in awe, in his previous life, he had followed the master for many years, but he had never been able to reach the realm of Master Bai Yan's sending and receiving at will, returning to the basics.

Just like Fang Yang when he competed on the TV station, once Master Bai Yan put pen to paper, it must be done in one go, and even his movements when he dips in ink seem to have an invisible rhythm, which is an organic whole with the entire creative process.

Soon, the master's pen walked the dragon and snake, like a silver hook iron painting, and the back of the paper was a big character "rare and confused" appeared on the clean rice paper. Fang Yang looked at it, Mr. used a calligraphy, quite Yan Lugong's style, the words are thick and thick, childish and simple, see the flesh and bones, make people feel dignified and upright, and can't help but be in awe.

After the master finished writing the inscription, Fang Yang immediately stepped forward, first picked up the seal of the "Baiyan Mountain Man", and after eating enough seal mud, he printed it firmly on the tail of the inscription, Fang Yang held the seal with both hands, pressed it down twice, and covered the seal firmly; Followed by "Comfortable and Comfortable", the position of this seal is particular, and it has to be in the blank space between the upper two words of the whole word.

When many calligraphers are creating, the link of using the seal is done by the disciples, and Fang Yang has worked for Master Baiyan in his previous life, so he doesn't need to ask for instructions when he has done this work, and he is familiar with it.

Master Bai Yan glanced at Fang Yang approvingly, although this newly recruited little disciple today has been with him for a short time, he is very discerning about his temper and doing things, and he doesn't need him to open his mouth to understand his mind, as if he has been together for many years, Master Bai Yan feels very satisfied.

Professor Yan wandered in front of the bookcase like a treasure, and he wished to keep the calligraphy in store now, but the ink was not dry and he did not dare to act rashly, for fear of destroying this precious work. Seeing that Professor Yan's eager appearance was very different from his usual Yan appearance, Fang Yang was secretly amused in his heart when he saw it, and he opened his mouth and said:

"Professor Yan, please accompany the teacher to the living room to rest and talk for a while! I'll put it away for you when the ink is dry! ”

Professor Yan came back to his senses and hurriedly said:

"That's right! Right! Right! Bai Lao, you have worked hard, let's go to the living room and sit for a while! ”

Master Bai Yan nodded with a smile and walked out of the study first, and Professor Yan also followed quickly. Fang Yang waited in the study until the ink on the painting dried naturally, carefully rolled up the work, and found a paper tube specially used to place calligraphy and painting in the cabinet to put the work away, and then walked out of the study with his hand.

As soon as Professor Yan saw Fang Yang come out, he quickly stood up, his eyes staring at the paper tube in Fang Yang's hand. Fang Yang smiled and handed the paper tube to Professor Yan.

Seeing this, Master Bai Yan said with a smile:

"Xiao Yan! Xiao Fangyang is still studying at Rongcheng University, you old professor should take more care of him! ”

Professor Yan is also sixty or seventy years old, but Master Bai Yan is above him in terms of age and prestige, and he doesn't feel anything inappropriate to be called "Xiao Yan", he replied respectfully:

"Bai Lao, Fang Yang is also very good in his studies, and on the recent hot Du Island issue, Fang Yang's research is also very in-depth and insightful!"

"Oh, really?" Master Bai Yan was also very interested when he heard this.

So Professor Yan told Fang Yang's table in class that day and the topic of the paper he assigned to Fang Yang and Liu Xinyao to prepare for the Boao International Law Forum.

Master Bai Yan felt very pleased, he accepted this disciple on a whim, in fact, Fang Yang's understanding of Fang Yang was far less than Fang Yang's understanding of him, Professor Yan's words showed Master Bai Yan some aspects of Fang Yang, so that he had a deeper understanding of this disciple.

After the three of them chatted for a while, seeing that it was not too early, Professor Yan got up to say goodbye. Fang Yang sent Professor Yan to the door, and he turned back to Master Bai Yan's room.

Master Bai Yan stood at the door of the study, glanced at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that had not yet been put away, and then said meaningfully:

"Xiao Fangyang, are you still in trouble?"

Fang Yang smiled and helped Master Bai Yan to sit down on the sofa before he spoke:

"Teacher, there are really two things. This is the first one, which is about Soho's "Dotted Lips"......"

Fang Yang knew that Master Bai Yan must have seen that the painting was from his own hand, and sure enough, Master Bai Yan became interested as soon as he heard this, and straightened up slightly to look at Fang Yang.

Fang Yang continued: "I wrote that character, it's a bit complicated to say......

Then, Fang Yang told everything about Shen Tuliang's showdown with the executive order that day until he helped Soho complete his work, and also told about Soho's miserable life experience and self-improvement deeds. After listening to Fang Yang's story, Master Bai Yan pondered for a while before he spoke:

"I don't blame you for this, if you want to say that some people's concepts are wrong now, they take the results of the competition too seriously, but it goes against the original intention of holding the calligraphy and painting competition!"

Fang Yang felt the same way: "Yes, teacher! I heard that some schools have promised big awards, and if you win the gold medal in this competition, you will be sent directly to the graduate school! ”

"Humph! It's ridiculous! Don't talk about it! Master Bai Yan snorted coldly, waved his hand, and said with a smile, "By the way, Xiao Fang Yang, you just said that there are two things, right?" So this second piece is not in good shape to see my old bones, and you want me to move again? ”

Fang Yang, who had been seen through by Master Bai Yan, scratched his head a little embarrassed. Master Bai Yan stood up and said as he walked towards the study:

"Accept you as a disciple, I haven't given you a meeting gift yet! Your requirements must be met by the teacher, say, what words do you want? ”

Fang Yang hurriedly chased after him, and said in his mouth:

"Teacher, it's not that I want to ask for words, it's one of my elders......"

As a result, Fang Yang explained the ins and outs of Ning Kuncheng's quest for words to Master Bai Yan very frankly, especially Ning Kuncheng's endless thoughts about his deceased wife and his aunt's persistent research on Master Bai Yan's works, Fang Yang even added fuel and vinegar to it, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

After listening to Fang Yang's words, Master Bai Yan couldn't help but exclaim:

"This elder of yours is really affectionate and righteous! Cheng, I've helped with this! ”

Seeing that the teacher agreed so happily, Fang Yang was a little hesitant, and he said:

"Teacher, write on the inscription to give to the deceased...... Wouldn't it be unlucky? ”

Master Bai Yan smiled dumbly and said, "Xiao Fang Yang, Xiao Fang Yang!" How can you be more pedantic than an old man like me at such a young age? This lady likes my work, although we have never lived in life, but we can also be called a confidant, what am I afraid of writing for her? Don't talk nonsense, pen and ink are waiting! ”

"Gotcha!" Master Bai Yan had said everything about this, and Fang Yang's resignation would be hypocritical, so he simply agreed and worked in the study.

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In the reception area of the lobby of Shangri-La Hotel, Fang Yang spent his time sipping tea. After saying goodbye from Master Bai Yan's residence, he took a taxi directly to the Shangri-La Hotel where Leng Junfei was staying, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, Fang Yang wanted to talk about it the next day, but then after thinking about it, he sent this painting over overnight, which also saved Leng Junfei the pain of tossing and turning all night.

Leng Junfei, who received Fang Yang's call, almost trotted out of the elevator and walked briskly towards the reception area. Fang Yang stood up and greeted him.

"Mr. Leng, fortunately not disgraced!" Fang Yang handed over the paper cylinder containing Master Bai Yan's calligraphy works in his hand and said with a smile.

Leng Junfei took the paper tube and said excitedly:

"Thank you so much, Fang Yang! That's right...... Master Bai Yan doesn't think anything about you, does he? ”

Fang Yang waved his hand and said with a big grin:

"It's okay! I told the teacher about Ning Dong, and he agreed without saying a word, and the inscription was 'Cheng Susu Xiaoyou Save, Baiyan Mountain people Gengyin was in Rongcheng on April 20th, you can rest assured that you will have to deal with Ning Dong! ”

Cheng Susu is the name of Ning Qiaoqian's mother, and Master Bai Yan wrote so at the signing office, which is equivalent to giving this work to Cheng Susu himself. Generally, the market value of this kind of work written as a gift to someone is discounted to a certain extent. Of course Ning Kuncheng wouldn't care about this, he begged for words to comfort his deceased wife, so Master Baiyan paid like this, but Ning Kuncheng wanted to see it the most.

Leng Junfei was overjoyed, thanked him repeatedly, and said:

"Let's go, Fang Yang! I'll ask you to go for a late-night snack! ”

Fang Yang hurriedly waved his hand and said:

"I still understand Mr. Leng's kindness, I drank a lot of wine tonight, I have to find a place to sober up! Mr. Leng, since the task has been completed, then I will say goodbye first and say hello to Ning Dong on my behalf! ”

In fact, Fang Yang saw that the time was almost up, he could just go to the bar to pick up Soho from work, and the two of them went to the event together today, but at the end of the day, he left her and ran to the dinner party, Fang Yang felt a little guilty in his heart.

Fang Yang walked towards the outside of the hotel, Leng Junfei hurriedly caught up with him and grabbed him, and said:

"Hey! Fang Yang, don't be in a hurry to leave! Ning Dong specially instructed me to prepare a little pen fee for Master Bai Yan, you can help me bring it to the master! ”

After speaking, Leng Junfei reached into his coat pocket to take out the cash check that had been prepared a long time ago. Fang Yang pressed his hand and said busily:

"Don't! Mr. Leng, don't hurt me! If the teacher knows that I have received your money, then he must not peel me off? And I have to ask for the words back! The teacher only helped out because Ning Dong was affectionate and righteous to his aunt, do you understand? It's an insult to pay him! ”

After speaking, Fang Yang let go of his hand and left the hotel as if he were fleeing, his heart had already flown to the Flame Bar at this time......

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