Chapter Eighty-Eight: Long Admiration and Long Admiration (Asking for All Kinds of Support)
Less than 100 kilometers from Jiucheng to Shuangqing, Zhou Yan soon came to the scene of the calligraphy workshop.
After answering the phone yesterday, Liu Dingqing sent a message to Zhou Yan about the location and contact number of the seminar, informing him in detail of the location where the seminar was held.
Although in the modern society, the power of literature is declining, and the common people rarely discuss poetry and songs, let alone calligraphy. However, after all, China has a strong national strength and a large population, and there are more than 1,000 people who came to attend the meeting today.
Almost all of them are highly respected people who enjoy literary names in various places.
"Kid, what are you squeezing?" An old man who was more than half a hundred years old looked at Zhou Yan and said, "This is a gathering of the Calligraphers Association, you are a hairy young man who has come to see the excitement, right?" Go, go, go, ......."
“……”
Zhou Yan was speechless, although he was unhappy in his heart, but seeing that this old man was already old, he couldn't say anything.
He quietly walked to the side of the team and made a call to Liu Dingqing: "Uncle Liu, I'm here - now outside, there are a lot of people......
Before he finished his words, Liu Dingqing said with a smile: "You wait a while, I'll come out to pick you up right away......"
As the saying goes, when a person is old and refined, he can certainly understand Zhou Yan's off-string sound.
A few minutes later, Liu Dingqing walked out of the back door and quietly pulled Zhou Yan into the Wenhui venue.
Half an hour later.
At the end of registration, a total of more than 1,000 people sat in this spacious conference hall, each seated, ready to eat.
That's right, it's eating.
Everyone came all the way, and they were all a little sleepy. At this time, wine and food are undoubtedly the best way to arouse everyone's spirit.
Of course, Zhou Yan was led by Liu Dingqing to sit down in a remote corner, there were already six people sitting here, and it just so happened that the old man who had despised Zhou Yan before was also here.
"Old brothers, this is Zhou Yan who wrote the inscriptions of 'Power Through Paper Back' and 'Three Points into the Wood' yesterday." Liu Dingqing introduced.
"Is that him?"
Although several people at this table have watched yesterday's video, the video is blurry, how can they see it clearly?
However, everyone praised one after another: "Heroes are young people, and my generation is old!" ”
"Yesterday's video made us ashamed!"
"'Power through the back of the paper' and 'three points into the wood' were originally just the swan songs of the ages, but I really didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to see them today!"
……
Only the old man in line earlier snorted through his nose and did not speak.
In his opinion, a young man of Zhou Yan's age would never be too high in terms of calligraphy attainments!
He doesn't know how to use a computer, and he hasn't watched a video of Zhou Yan writing before.
"The seniors have won awards, and the kid just has a special hobby for calligraphy."
Zhou Yan said humbly, but this made everyone appreciate him even more.
At a young age, his attainments in calligraphy have reached the level of "calligraphy saint", and what is even more commendable is that he is still so humble!
"Don't talk about this, let's drink and drink first." However, Liu Dingqing is still not sure whether Zhou Yan's video can be processed by the computer in the later stage, and waved his hand and said: "Just be slightly drunk." ”
This table is basically Liu Dingqing's old friends, and when they heard this, they quickly entered the state and toasted each other.
"Those who can sit here are all literati." At this time, the old man from before suddenly said, "Why don't we all carry out the drinking order?" ”
"Wu Lao's mention is very wonderful, just what I want."
"Yes, the Wenhui is held once every two years, which is very rare, why don't you drink and have fun with it?"
"Okay!"
……
Everyone present responded.
"How does the liquor order work?" Among this group of literati, Zhou Yan also asked in response to Jing Wen's crepe.
"There are just eight of us here, so it's better to have a casual solitaire." Liu Dingqing said with a smile: "In clockwise order, one sentence per person must rhyme, and the first word of each sentence must be the last word of the previous sentence." If the next sentence cannot be continued within 20 seconds, or the continued words and sentences do not conform to the rules, a glass of wine will be punished, and the next person will answer. ”
He continued: "Since I have made this rule, I will have a drink first. ”
Raising the wine glass, Liu Dingqing drank it all.
"Wouldn't it be nice for all the literary friends to meet today?" Liu Dingqing said: "It's up to me to take advantage of this first sentence." ”
Looking around, he slowly chanted: "Shuangqing City and compose." ”
"Good sentence! This sentence not only points out the place where we meet today, but also reflects the joy of this gathering! 'Singing' is especially appropriate, because in ancient times, wasn't poetry just the lyrics of music? Wonderful, wonderful! ”
The next one praised.
After thinking about it, he continued: "Singing brings a lot of joy. ”
This sentence is mediocre, but it is in line with the rules, and everyone nods in approval.
"Smell more, think more, be happy."
The next person obviously played the game a lot, and he quickly gave the next sentence.
"Well, it's a bit difficult to start with the music word, Brother Bowen, haha, and don't stump you!"
Liu Dingqing heard this sentence and said with a smile.
Brother Bowen is the old man who was a little unhappy with Zhou Yan before, he was originally a high-minded and arrogant person, and when he heard this, he frowned slightly and said: "Although it is difficult to start with the word music, it is difficult to be old......
He picked up his wine glass, nodded slightly, and said, "Have fun drinking in it!" ”
"Good!"
"Wonderful sentence!"
"Brother Bowen really deserves to be a double masterpiece of poetry and books - not only is the words written well, but this poem is also wonderful!"
This sentence is really good, first of all, the idiom of happiness in it responds to the last word of the previous sentence, and three verbs are added after the joy in it - drink, drink!
Today, everyone drinks and has fun, and it is really drinking!
These three consecutive drinking words vividly reflect the joy of drinking.
However, it is indeed a little difficult to start writing a poem with the word "drink".
Zhou Yan was secretly frightened, if he sat at the bottom of the blog post, would he say: "Drink, drink, drink"?
Sure enough, an old man under Bowen pondered for a moment, then raised his wine glass and said, "Brother Bowen, you are embarrassed by the old brother...... I really can't make the next sentence - even if I do, it is not as subtle as my brother's sentence, but it spoils the artistic conception of the whole poem - I drank this cup, and I can hear this sentence today! ”
The old man was also cunning, obviously he couldn't answer, but he said, "Even if you do it, it's not as subtle as my brother's sentence, but it spoils the artistic conception of the whole poem." ”
It seems that it does not fall behind.
It's not that I can't do it! It's just that I'm afraid that it will be mediocre and ruin the whole poetic conception!
In this way, if the poems made by the next family are not as good as the blog posts, they will all fall behind.
Sure enough, as soon as this sentence came out, the old man also drew a gourd in the same way, and said: "I am ashamed of the subtlety of Bowen's words, I don't dare to continue the mink, I drank it." ”
The next one also said: "Haha, I don't dare to trespass, I drank this wine, just to satisfy my hunger." ”
In this way, it is time for Zhou Yan to take the next sentence.
Zhou Yan was originally just a high school graduate, although he learned all the Chinese knowledge of high school through guò scene transformation, but if he wanted to recite poetry, how could a young man like him do it?
Poetry, mostly in the heart, there are emotions, precipitation for a long time, and clever hands.
Zhou Yan said: "Why don't I drink this cup of ...... too?"
Bowen said: "I have admired Mr. Xiao Zhou's calligraphy for a long time, and I can see it today, don't let the old decay and others lose their interest!" ”
Zhou Yan only revealed yesterday that he could "penetrate the back of the paper" and "enter the wood for three points" in his writing, but the blog post said "long admiration", which clearly shows that he is looking for trouble.
How can one day be called a long admiration?
What's more, before Liu Dingqing's introduction, Bowen hadn't even heard of Zhou Yan's name!
(Thank you Zhuge Yunwu, Digital Brother, Mu Xiaoxi, and Big Dream for the reward of going with the wind, thank you!)
In other words, this crepe code word is really tiring! But it's pretty cool...... The next one is more likely to be later, maybe at 7 p.m.? )