Chapter 63: The Partition Wall Has Ears

The various states of mind that Lu Lin experienced, Chu Feng was naturally not clear.

As for talent...... Lu Lin felt that Chu Feng's talent was enough to lead him to the mountains, but for Chu Feng, he never thought that he had any real talent in calligraphy.

This gap in cognition, to be honest, comes from a thousand-year-old gap, which is the so-called vision. Second, it is because the people who are analogous are different.

Lu Lin compared Chu Feng with ordinary people with mediocre qualifications, but Chu Feng looked at him as a professional in the field of art.

He decided to take this path since he was a child, so he has a high vision, and the so-called difference in talent is naturally seen from the same kind of people.

In other words, the people Chu Fengmu saw had already been screened. In later generations, as long as you want to be admitted to an art college, which one has not been a strong soldier since childhood, and even many of them were born in an artistic family, and the difference is naturally very large compared with the general public.

Chu Feng's so-called qualifications are mediocre, but in fact, the qualifications of this type of people are mediocre. It's like being in the Mensa club and saying that you're only on average IQ...... At the very least, it is also a person with an IQ of 130, where can ordinary people compare?

Of course, this is not how big Chu Feng is or even forked. He is seventeen years old, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, he still thinks of Wang Yishao and Zhang Boying, and he wants to compete with Huang Gongwang and Wu Daozi......

This is the best age, because there is a long way to go, and no one knows whether their dreams can be realized. This is the best age, ambitious, ambitious, but not intimidating.

Learn the best calligraphy and painting, and do it to be a famous person in history...... This is the ambition that only young people can have, and ordinary people can't compare.

Such ambitions may be funny or naΓ―ve, but they are something that every teenager dreams of. It's just that in most people's lives, in the end, it is the Shen waist and pan temples that are consumed......

But there is always a small group of people, very few, even very small. They not only have talent, but also know how to persevere, and they can meet the most correct things and people in the most correct things. The time, place, and people are favorable, they occupy them all, work hard, and finally turn into a one-in-100,000-mile achievement.

There aren't many people like that, but fortunately, there are.

Chu Feng is the age when a young man does not know what it feels like, and it is also the age when the ignorant are fearless. He hasn't recognized the barriers of the world yet, but he can still rely on the ambition in his chest to walk alone.

This is probably the unique enthusiasm and aesthetics of teenagers......

Spring flowers and autumn moons enter the end of the pen, and the wind knife and frost sword are idle.

Chu Feng was "stupid" and felt the wind sword and frost sword, but he was still at peace. Practicing calligraphy and painting as usual, the time of the day is just too easy.

The painting is still the one that Mr. Cheng Yuan asked him to study before, but at this time, it is like a calligraphy, and he can only come silently.

Silent presence does not mean that it can be simple and casual, Chu Feng is more focused. He wrote down all the vague places in his memory, and prepared to study and ask for advice after he went back.

Although he is young, he can't waste his time at will.

During this period, Lu Lin occasionally watched from the sidelines, the more he watched, the more frightened he became, and the more he watched, the more helpless he became, so he had to praise a few times, and by the way, he recalled his youth.

If I had studied hard like this when I was young, would I have ended up more glorious now?

The scariest thing in the world in this world is not the smart people, but the smart people who are still working hard......

People like themselves have wasted too much youth.

Lu Lin sighed again and again, he looked at Chu Feng like this, he wandered in the room for a long time, and he even felt uncomfortable. After all, he borrowed a handbook from Chu Feng, saying that he also wanted to study while he had nothing to do.

When Chu Feng heard that Lu Lin had borrowed a manuscript from him, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Lu Lin hurriedly said: "I just mentioned it casually, if Chu Langjun is embarrassed, naturally he doesn't have to borrow it." After all, this kind of thing is a secret of transmission, and I can understand that it can't be easily leaked out......"

"Brother Lu, that's not what I meant." Chu Feng shook his head and explained with a smile, "I didn't do well in the summer post, and if it wasn't hot, if Brother Lu directly took the original post to study, it would be one thing, and if I read it in my handbook, it would inevitably be too distorted, and it would probably not be good for Brother Lu's calligraphy attainments." ”

Chu Feng thought for a while, and then asked, "What kind of book style did Brother Lu learn from Pingsu?"

Lu Lin hurriedly said: "How can there be any book that is not a book, just learn some words of the countryside and let people know it." ”

"If Brother Lu is not stingy with teaching, can you write a few words at will first, let me appreciate it?" Chu Feng said sincerely.

"If you don't dare to appreciate it, if it's unsightly, Chu Langjun shouldn't laugh at it." Lu Lin was slightly shocked, thinking to himself, could it be that Chu Feng was really so concerned about this matter?

immediately took the pen in Chu Feng's hand, thought about it, and wrote a "Zheng Feng, Wild Vines" in regular letters.

Chu Feng took a closer look on the side, and felt that Lu Lin's font was regular, but there was a bit of grandeur in it, although it was not good, but there was still something to be desired.

"It's ugly." Lu Lin looked at his own words, and then looked at Chu Feng's handwriting on the side, and his face turned red.

Chu Feng smiled: "Brother Lu is really too modest. Brother Lu's words are vigorous, and for this alone, I can't compare. ”

He is telling the truth, as the so-called "threesomes must have my teacher", everyone's calligraphy has some merits, if you want to become a great calligrapher, of course, you must learn to learn from others.

But when these words fell into Lu Lin's ears, his face became even redder.

"Brother Lu, let's do it. Although Cai Junmo's "Summer Hot Post" is very good, firstly, there is a big gap between my practice, and secondly, Cai Junmo's words are too beautiful, and it doesn't seem to be suitable for you, Brother Lu. Chu Feng is not talented, he has been studying Su Dongpo's "Beijing Wine Sticker" a few days ago, although it is not good enough, but it seems to be more suitable for you to learn Brother Lu. Chu Fengsi smiled and said, "I'll write it out first, Brother Lu will take a look, and if you like it, you will take it and play with it at will." If you really fall in love, you might as well go to me after the township test. The original post is still at home, although it is not my property, but if Brother Lu has a heart, it is still okay to go to study occasionally. ”

Lu Lin didn't expect that Chu Feng would be so modest and polite, and a person who thought thoughtfully for himself in such a small matter, was very moved for a while, and his nose was slightly sour. Comparing his previous reluctance and reluctance, Lu Lin was ashamed and self-blaming, and he was also exclaiming and appreciating, and for a while, he had mixed feelings.

The two of them didn't know that there were ears outside the window, and they were gritting their teeth.