Well, didn't I ask you to represent our calligraphy club last time to participate in the calligraphy competition jointly organized by the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Calligraphy Association, the first place! ”

Hearing Yang Mobai's chatter, Peng Huan raised his hand and took a long box from the upper level of the bookcase, slowly walked back to the desk, and said with a smile.

Kind eyebrows, I have to say that Dean Peng should have been a handsome guy when he was young, and that smile was too confusing.

"Open it and take a look!"

Yibutt sat on his chair, put the long box in his hand on the table, and pushed it in front of Yang Mobai.

"Huh?"

Closing the award certificate in his hand, Yang Mobai looked at Dean Peng again, with a suspicious expression.

"Hahaha, you have won awards, you can't just have a certificate, it's also co-organized by the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Book Association, not to mention the Provincial Party Committee, the Provincial Book Association alone has a lot of good things, this is a prize!"

Seeing Yang Mobai's expression, Peng Huan couldn't help but smile and raised his hand again to signal to Yang Mobai.

"Look!"

Seeing this, curiosity drove Yang Mobai to pull over the chair next to him and sit down, leaned his cane on Peng Huan's desk, took the long box he pushed over with both hands, and slowly opened it.

Open the blue-yellow cloth brocade box, inside is a layer of yellow silk interior, in the middle is quietly lying a brush, black and purple nib, the surface is shiny, sharp and hard, the hair stem is thick and straight, and the blue-yellow pen with a little spot.

"This is a pure purple pen!"

After seeing the contents of the brocade box clearly, Yang Mobai couldn't help but exclaim.

Zihao pen, especially pure Zihao is not as expensive as those ordinary sheep hair brushes on the market, but it is much more expensive, and the Xiangshan monks have poems that say: sharp as a cone and sharp as a knife. There are old rabbits on the stone in the south of the Yangtze River, eating bamboo and drinking springs. The people of Xuancheng took it as a pen, and they picked every millimeter out of tens of thousands of hairs. Although it is light, the work is very heavy.

This is written Zihao pen, the reason why it is said to be expensive, aimed at "picking one out of ten million hairs", is to take the longest needle hair on the back of the shoulder of the mountain rabbit, called Rabbit Ying, the best part of which is Zihao. And a rabbit only has a little bit of purple hair!

Of course, the gold of Zihao pen is not only because it is less, but also because it is sharp and elastic.

When the pen is pressed against the paper, you can clearly feel the force of the press coming back.

If you are in good enough shape when writing, you will be able to feel the details of each stroke.

From the moment the pen touches the paper, the pen enters the paper, so that the rotation of the front, then to the pen, and finally to the pen, the elasticity of each step of the pen can be clearly fed back into the hand. At the same time, the pen can rebound naturally, return to its original shape, and bounce but not hard, making writing completely enjoyable.

It is precisely because of these that Zihao pen is very popular in the literati and ink circles, and Yang Mobai is of course no exception.

Old man Xu has one, Yang Mobai has been thinking about it, but the old man protects it tightly, so Yang Mobai has no chance to take advantage of it.

Of course, it is also sold on a certain treasure, but the goods with a price of more than ten or twenty yuan in the ocean make Yang Mobai can only sigh with admiration. Looking at the price, he knows that he must just find a rabbit and pluck a handful of hair, and if he it casually, he will say that it is Zihao.

"How's that, like it or not!"

Yang Mobai's expression, Peng Huan was very satisfied.

He asked after taking a leisurely sip from the teacup on the table.

The things sent out by Peng Huan, Yang Mobai didn't doubt the quality of this Zihao at all, and he definitely didn't run away, not to mention that he still had the name of the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Calligraphy Association, no matter who these two families were, they didn't have the face to fool him with the stalls.

"This ...... Really for me? ”

Trying to restrain his surprise, Yang Mobai swallowed his saliva secretly and asked uncertainly.

"Uh-huh, originally their group of old guys prepared a Yanghao Lake pen, regardless of the fact that I knew that you were the first, I was thinking about helping you get this Zihao ...... stored in the association."

Speaking of this, Peng Huan didn't speak, just looked at Yang Mobai opposite with a smile.

"Old fox!"

Seeing Dean Peng's appearance, Yang Mobai understood in his heart and said secretly.

"Dean, what do you need me to do? As long as I can, it's easy to say! ”

Now that the words have been spoken, Yang Mobai is no longer reserved, and while speaking, he quickly closed the brocade box, picked up the box and put it directly in his pocket.

It's just that he looked like he was afraid of being robbed, and Peng Huan, who saw it, was speechless for a while, so he had to laugh and scold.

"You kid, I took it out, it's hard to take it back, Zihao pen is expensive, but for us, it's not that we can't get it!"

"Ahem, ahem!"

With the brocade box in his pocket, Yang Mobai coughed dryly twice, pretending that nothing had happened, staring at Peng Huan with a pair of innocent big eyes, waiting for him to give him a task.

This hand was still learned from Tang Yu, called "pretending to be stupid and stunned", after many experiments by him and Wang Chang, it is extremely easy to use.

"Of course, it's not so easy to get them to agree to change Zihao, the condition is to produce another work and participate in the National Calligraphy Competition held by the General Calligraphy Association at the end of this year!"

Peng Huan, who had almost figured out Yang Mobai's path, directly ignored his innocent expression and continued.

"Compete? That's not enough to exchange prizes, as you old say. ”

Touching his chin, Yang Mobai was already a little strange.

"Is it difficult for me to participate?"

"You're thinking too much!"

Dean Peng rolled his eyes angrily after hearing this.

"The focus is not on the national calligraphy competition, but on the calligraphy works of the young generation selected by each province, and there is competition between the writing of each province, not our old men, but you young people, and the fresh blood has the weight to show."

After a pause, Dean Peng picked up the teacup and continued to take a sip to moisten his throat.

"Last year's 'Pen and Ink Fragrance' was a screening, and you were selected, according to the agreement of the provincial associations, plus six other young people, and seven works were selected. If any of you can beat everyone else and get the first place, the president will probably give away the four treasures of the study that the association treasures. ”

Peng Huan explained this, and Yang Mobai understood, simply put, the Provincial Calligraphy Association was preparing to collect all seven dragon balls to summon the Divine Dragon, and the wish was to beat the Calligraphy Associations of other provinces, over.

"No problem!"

The man's money and the man's calamity are eliminated. Yang Mobai, who received Peng Huan's purple pen, was much better than the last time, he didn't think about it, and responded directly.

"Although the provincial associations only selected seven works, they did not say that there were only 238 works. This is a national competition, and private contributions are also accepted, so don't be careless, since you are participating, don't be empty-handed! ”

Holding the certificate, Yang Mobai, who was on crutches again, bared his teeth and made an "OK" gesture at Peng Huan.

"This time you can't just write big characters, you want small letters, words or fu, this is the purpose of giving you Zihao pen, while you are lame and can't run around, more to the calligraphy club to write, there is still half a year to ......"

"Right!"

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