Fang Yang painted a dilapidated courtyard house, an old man sitting peacefully on a rocking chair under the grape trellis, with a pot of tea in his hand, the spout of the pot was still steaming, a few small vegetable fields in the courtyard were planted with golden rape flowers, and a few bees were shuttling through the flowers and working hard. The old man was fascinated by a book of "Spring and Autumn" in one hand, and the index finger of his right hand was slightly bent, as if he was leisurely tapping on the armrest of a rocking chair.

What a picture of an autumn afternoon nap!

The experts present all showed shocked looks, not that this painting was so shocking - they didn't have time to savor this painting, but because the old man in the painting, the charm between the eyebrows, was the leader of today's expert review team, Master Bai Yan, and it was no wonder that with Master Bai Yan's qi cultivation skills, he couldn't help but lose a little bit of gaffe.

Compared with those experts, Master Bai Yan's heart was even more shocked, because the qiē in the painting was real and not imaginary, and even the gap in the wooden door, the broken bamboo basket hanging on the wall, and the big yellow dog curled up in the corner of the wall and napping were exactly the same as in the real master Bai Yan's house!

Fang Yang had long expected Master Bai Yan's reaction, he smiled slightly, and took the initiative to say:

"Teacher, students have admired you for a long time, and I have read your "Essays on the Years" many times, and I yearn for the leisurely life of your pen! On weekdays, I also repeatedly pondered and studied the teacher's paintings, and today I saw the teacher, and the students couldn't help but make this "Autumn Nap Picture" under the excitement of the students, and asked the teacher to give me more advice! ”

Fang Yang called "teacher" very smoothly, and others didn't have any sense of disobedience, as if they were taken for granted.

After listening to Fang Yang's words, Master Bai Yan was immediately relieved, "Essays on the Years" is a collection of essays by Master Bai Yan, which contains many articles describing his leisurely time in a small courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing, and among the paintings published by Master Bai Yan, many of them are based on this courtyard as the material, thinking that Fang Yang actually painted such a expressive painting with this, Master Bai Yan couldn't help but be moved, it can be imagined that Fang Yang's research on his paintings must be extremely in-depth.

Master Bai Yan nodded with satisfaction, and continued to focus on the painting, he looked at it very seriously, and from time to time stretched out his right hand to draw in the void, and the expression on his face gradually became excited. After a while, Master Bai Yan spoke:

"Good! Good! All right! ”

One mouth even praised three good words, everyone at the scene was shocked, and the audience's eyes invariably turned to the big screen, and a camera was specially aimed at the painting, which transmitted the picture to the big screen in real time.

Master Bai Yan continued:

"Young man, I can't imagine that at such a young age, you actually understand the essence of painting with calligraphy, see the pen without seeing the form, and transform all the shapes into calligraphy lines, completely forgetful, completely forgetful! Young man, you must have learned calligraphy first! ”

Fang Yang smiled slightly:

"The teacher's eyes are like torches, and the students do practice calligraphy first when they are young, and only start to learn Chinese painting after the calligraphy has become a small achievement!"

Master Bai Yan smiled and stroked his beard and said:

"It's the right way to go! Only by mastering the various changes of the calligraphy pen and the charm of the pen force, gestures, and brush and ink, can the painter's feelings come out through the changeable brush and ink. It's a pity that many people are in a hurry to get to the end of the day, but they are falling behind! ”

After saying this, Master Bai Yan laughed and asked:

"Fang Yang, are you willing to worship under my door and become my disciple?"

As soon as Master Bai Yan's words came out, Yan Huiming, who had been paying close attention to the situation here, suddenly looked like ashes, he was defeated? Defeated at the hands of this little-known redneck? That's impossible! Master Bai Yan obviously spoke highly of my paintings just now!

Yan Huiming's hands were clenched tightly into fists, and his body trembled slightly. Fortunately, he still has a trace of sanity, knowing that this is the live broadcast site, and there are many leaders on and off the stage, so he can still control his feelings and not lose his temper on the spot.

Fang Yang didn't say a word, he knelt on the ground with a "plop", and said:

"The teacher is above, please accept the disciple's three bows!"

After speaking, he simply kowtowed three times. Master Bai Yan did not stop him, and accepted Fang Yang's big gift with a smile. In the eyes of their older generation, apprenticeship is a big deal, and they pay great attention to respecting the teacher, and it is natural to bow down when worshipping the teacher.

The cameras at the scene faithfully recorded the footage and transmitted it through the Guò live broadcast system. The provincial station is satellite TV, and for a while, audiences across the country witnessed the moment of Fang Yang's apprenticeship.

After Fang Yang finished kowtowing, Master Bai Yan stepped forward to personally help him up, and said with a smile:

"Good boy! Get up. I have done nothing in my life, and I can get a little bit of help in calligraphy, painting and collection, as long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you with all my heart! I'm an old bone, and after accepting you as a disciple, I won't be ready to accept any more apprentices! ”

The experts were shocked at each other, they dared to love Master Bai Yan for accepting Fang Yang as a closed disciple! Only then did everyone remember that what Master Bai Yan had just asked was whether Fang Yang was willing to become his "disciple", not a "registered disciple".

The difference between the two words is quite large.

A registered disciple only has the status of master and apprentice, while a formal disciple is to truly preach and teach. Especially in Master Bai Yan's words, he meant to accept Fang Yang as a closed disciple, generally speaking, the master would have a special preference for the youngest disciple, and it was even possible to inherit his mantle.

The experts all looked at Fang Yang with envious eyes, they knew that no matter how the young man in front of them was before, but from today onwards, no one could be underestimated, Master Bai Yan's closed disciple, even if he didn't know anything, he would have such a name, I was afraid that he would be able to occupy a place in the calligraphy and painting world. What's more, Fang Yang's calligraphy and painting skills are very good, and everyone present is an expert, how can you not see it?

As far as the work of this additional competition is concerned, Yan Huiming's landscape is not at the same level as Fang Yang's work.

"Yes! Teacher, I will definitely go to the capital and listen to your teachings face to face! Fang Yang replied respectfully.

"Bai Lao, congratulations!"

"Congratulations to Bai Lao for finding a good apprentice!"

"Young man, it's your blessing to be able to worship under Bai Lao's door! Be sure to follow Bai Lao and learn hard! ”

The experts of the review team came up to congratulate one after another, and these experts who are above the top on weekdays also encouraged Fang Yang with a pleasant face. Master Bai Yan was very relieved and thanked them one by one.

Liu Guangya, who had previously strongly opposed the awarding of the gold medal to Fang Yang, was red and white at the moment, but he couldn't do anything, and the authority of Master Bai Yan was not something that he could shake as a small vice president of the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting. And the opposite of his demeanor is He Ping, his face is full of red, and he glances at Liu Guangya from the corner of his eye from time to time, quite a sense of raising his eyebrows.

Then it was the awards, all the shortlisted students were invited to the stage, President He Ping of the Southeast Provincial Calligraphers and Painters Association awarded medals and certificates to the winners of the Excellence Award, and the bronze award winners were presented to Hao Xueqin, member of the Standing Committee of the Southeast Provincial Party Committee and Minister of Propaganda.

Fang Hongda, Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, also personally took the stage to present awards to Soho and Yan Huiming, who won the silver award.

Finally, it is the biggest dark horse in this competition, and the harvest is also the biggest Fang Yang, he deserves to win the gold medal, and the creation on the scene not only convinced the audience, impressed the expert judges, and even Master Bai Yan was amazed, and accepted as a closed disciple on the spot, this is the supreme glory!

Master Bai Yan personally came to the stage and presented the gold medal trophy and certificate to his disciple who had just been closed. Suddenly, the flash lights flashed, Fang Yang smiled, holding the trophy certificate and took a group photo with the teacher.

At this moment, no one paid attention to Yan Huiming, who looked lost, and he was completely reduced to the background of the stage.

"Fang Yang, there is a reception dinner after the meeting, you can attend with me!" After the live broadcast of the whole competition, Master Bai Yan said to Fang Yang, "By the way, the little girl in the "Lady Picture" who won the silver award, do you want to call it together?" ”

Master Bai Yan looked at Fang Yang with a smile, which made Fang Yang very embarrassed. Fang Yang's "Lady Picture" is actually Soho. He knew that with the teacher's vision, he could definitely see that the "Dotted Lips" and "Lady Picture" under the name of Soho were all from his own hands, but at the moment, there were many people, and the master himself did not break it, so Fang Yang didn't want to explain too much, so he said:

"No need for a teacher, I'll tell her to go back to school by herself."

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In the evening, in the No. 1 Banquet Hall on the third floor of Shangri-La Hotel, Rongcheng City, the reception dinner held by the Propaganda Department of the Southeast Provincial Party Committee is underway.

In the middle of the huge banquet hall of more than 200 square meters, there is a large round table with a diameter of 15 meters, more than 30 people sit around, and there is a waiter behind each person to provide one-on-one service. Of course, a banquet of this scale is divided into meals, and all the dishes are ready-to-taste, otherwise it will be a big trouble to pick up the dishes!

The Propaganda Department invited the relevant responsible comrades of the organizing committee of the competition, the experts and scholars of the evaluation group, the leading comrades of the provincial television station, the leading comrades of some colleges and universities, and the representatives of the main sponsors of the competition.

Master Bai Yan sat in the center, and on his left sat Fang Hongda, Secretary of the Southeast Provincial Party Committee, and on his right was Hao Xueqin, Minister of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee. Fang Yang had the least qualifications, and he didn't have any position in his body, so he could only admire the last seat, and he happened to sit directly opposite Master Bai Yan.

"Fang Yang, good job! Thank you for taking home a gold medal for Rongda! On behalf of the school, I would like to toast you! As soon as the leaders started to toast, Lu Qiushi ran over and patted Fang Yang's shoulder and said excitedly.

Fang Yang raised his red wine glass and touched it lightly with Lu Qiushi, and said:

"Thank you, Director Lu!"

"Fang Yang!" Lu Qiushi just wanted to say something more, and someone named Fang Yang not far away, who was also one of the experts of today's review team, came over to toast in person with a wine glass.

Fang Yang had no choice but to say to Lu Qiushi:

"I'm sorry, Director Lu!"

"It's okay, let's talk back to school!" Lu Qiushi also knew that Fang Yang would definitely be one of the focal points of the banquet today, so he didn't care, smiled freely and walked to the side to toast others.

Sure enough, after a while, people kept looking for Fang Yang to toast. Fang Yang was no stranger to such an occasion in his previous life, so he was naturally at ease, with generous manners and decent speech, coupled with the status of Master Bai Yan's closed disciple, these expert officials all left a good impression on Fang Yang.

Fang Yang finally broke out of the encirclement and walked to Master Bai Yan's side. The master smiled and said:

"Xiao Fang Yang! We just got to you! You're here. ”

Fang Yang smiled bitterly:

"Students are really not very drunk, so it's safer to come to you!"

Master Bai Yan immediately laughed, Fang Yang was right, in the entire banquet hall, his area was relatively quiet. Fang Hongda's official Wei Hehe, ordinary cadres did not dare to come over to persuade him to drink, and the old man Bai was very old, so for these two, everyone only gave a courtesy toast once, and few people dared to come after that.

Fang Yang came to Fang Hongda beside Master Baiyan with a wine glass and said:

Fang ...... Secretary, I'm here to toast you with a glass of wine. ”

In his previous life, he had always called him the third uncle, so Fang Yang was not used to being called like this for a while.

Fang Hongda's face was kind, he picked up the wine glass and touched Fang Yang gently, but he only tasted it on his lips, and Fang Yang was also refreshed, raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass.

After the two drank, Fang Hongda asked seemingly casually:

"Xiao Fang, where is your hometown?"

Fang Yang paused for a moment, and then immediately replied:

"Secretary Fang, I am from Nanpu County, northern Fujian."

"Oh......" Fang Hongda's eyes showed a complicated expression of disappointment and doubt.

"Hongda, is there any problem?" Master Bai Yan looked at Fang Hongda and asked.

"Oh! Nothing, Bai Lao! Fang Hongda came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "I saw that Xiao Fang was very similar to an old friend of mine, so I asked casually." However, my old man has never been to Nanpu, so I think I must have admitted my mistake! ”

After speaking, Fang Hongda turned his face to Fang Yang and said:

"Xiao Fang, don't call me Secretary Fang, Bai Lao and my father are close friends, you are his disciple, it is said that you should have a relationship with my peers, but this is shocking to the world, I see that we will each hand our own, and you will call me Uncle Fang in the future!" What do you think? ”

Master Bai Yan nodded with a smile: "Very good!" ”

Fang Yang immediately called out obediently: "Uncle Fang is good!" ”

This uncle Fang Yang's call was smooth, after all, Fang Hongda was originally his third uncle in his previous life.

"Good! Xiao Benjia, you don't lose this uncle's call, my daughters are older than you! Fang Hongda patted Fang Yang's shoulder with a smile and said, "You go to school in Rongcheng, and if you have time in the future, you will come to the house to sit and chat, talk and chat with your aunt, the two children in my family are not the masters of the family!" ”

Thinking of Fang Qiao, the cousin of the third uncle's family, and Fang Xu, Fang Yang's face couldn't help but show a knowing smile, these two are indeed quite capable of tossing, and Fang Hongda is not worried. But he obediently replied: "Okay, Uncle Fang!" ”

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