Chapter Eighty-Four: The Historian Is Not Authentic
Ninghua University School of Arts Building.
A personal calligraphy and painting room in the innermost part, the door is open and the lights are bright.
"How did this kid do it!"
"The handwriting is so good!"
Song Yun looked seriously at the rice paper full of words on the ground, although she had already "shocked" Wang Tian once last time, but the second time she saw Wang Tian copying a hundred or dozens of scriptures, every word was of general high quality, she couldn't help but be shocked again.
"Come on, I've said this dozens of times, are you tired?"
"What's so strange about the world's problems that some people have special abilities?!"
Tang Ling came over with a cup of fragrant tea, earlier when Wang Tian was copying scriptures in the calligraphy and painting room, they were not there, but when they came back, they saw a piece of paper, as for Wang Tian had already left.
Song Yun couldn't stand it as soon as she saw it, she had an occupational illness, squatted down to study for a long time, and muttered to herself while studying, like a madman.
Song Yun thought about it for a while, and found that in addition to this reason, there was really no other reason, she had seen ninety percent of the calligraphers who were still alive in Huaxia, and none of them had such ability, it could only be attributed to genius ability.
"Tang Ling, tell you something.
Song Yun put down the rice paper in her hand and walked towards the tea table as she spoke.
"What's wrong?" Tang Ling looked at Song Yun strangely, looking like he had encountered something embarrassing.
Song Yun hesitated for a moment, but finally opened her mouth, she had to listen to Tang Ling's opinion on this matter.
"Someone called me today to inquire about Wang Tian. ”
Tang Ling frowned, Song Yun really seemed to be in trouble like this, and he was very embarrassed, obviously this person who called had a big face, and it was not easy to refuse.
"Who's calling?"
"Why is it related to Wang Tian?"
Tang Ling sat down on the sofa opposite Song Yun.
"Shi Zhu, do you know this person?"
Song Yun patted her thighs and sighed helplessly.
"You mean Shi Zheng's family, this Shi Zhu is his grandson?"
As soon as Tang Ling heard it, he knew that Song Yun was talking about that, after all, almost all of them were people in the same circle, and it was difficult to know them or not.
"That's right, that's the guy I'm talking about. Song Yun spread her hands, "You know what my family does, dealing with such people must be indispensable, in fact, the relationship between our family and theirs is not bad." ”
Tang Ling nodded lightly, Song Yun's family has been playing with brushes for several lifetimes, and Shi Zheng's family is a big snake who deals in calligraphy and painting, and dealing with it is a certain thing.
"What did Shi Zhu tell you?"
"Have you taken a fancy to Wang Tian?"
Tang Ling almost understood what Shi Zheng had in mind when he heard this, if it was really as he guessed, things were indeed a little troublesome.
"Yes, Shi Zhu doesn't know how to know that I know Wang Tian. ”
"The words are very polite, just saying that they invited Wang Tian to have a meal or something, in fact, what is the idea, fools understand. ”
"I don't want to get involved in this, but we can't ignore the relationship with their family. ”
After Song Yun answered Shi Zhu's call, she had a terrible headache, she knew the face of the Shi family and the way they did things.
"Xiao Yun, I think you still pushed this matter. ”
"Don't talk to Wang Tian. ”
Song Yun was stunned for a moment, her original idea was to mention to Wang Tian, how to choose is Wang Tian's business, the Shi family is a businessman, and it must be for profit, but this matter is also good for Wang Tian, but now Tang Ling obviously disagrees with his own approach.
"Huh?"
"What do you mean by that?"
Song Yun looked at Tang Ling incomprehensibly.
"Humph!"
Tang Ling sneered.
"This is not an authentic thing that historians have done. ”
"Think about it, they all know that you know Wang Tian, and they must have already been in contact with Wang Tian a long time ago, or they know that contact with Wang Tian will not be smooth. ”
"That's just your head, why are they doing this?"
"The reason is very simple, this is to use your relationship with Wang Tian to put pressure on Wang Tian and agree to their conditions. ”
"Song Yun, don't forget, Wang Tian has someone to help him take over the work now, not to mention that he is copying scriptures for Lu Hanyu now. ”
......
Song Yun's face became more and more ugly, a person who can achieve great achievements in calligraphy can't be a fool at all, she just didn't think about it carefully and at the same time cared about the relationship between the two families, and now Tang Ling's reminder suddenly understood.
"Humph!"
"You're right!"
"The people of the Shi family are indeed uneasy and kind. ”
Song Yun does have a little scruple about the relationship between the two families, in fact, if she doesn't care, she doesn't care, the status of the Song family is there, to put it bluntly, the Shi family has to please to be able to get good calligraphy and painting, and after understanding the careful thinking of the Shi family, how can they give them a good face.
"Song Yun, our relationship with Wang Tian is not good enough to be able to say such a thing. ”
Tang Ling thought for a while and decided to remind Song Yun again, Song Yun is a smart person, but all her energy is focused on calligraphy and painting, so she naturally won't think too much about other things, as a best friend, she has to help her pay attention.
"Shi Zhengdu began to focus on Wang Tian, indicating that this kid is going to become famous, and there will be more people looking for you in the future, and it is estimated that there will be a lot of the same thing, whether it is to do business with Wang Tian or to ask for words, you have to think of a principle first, or you will be in big trouble in the future. ”
Song Yun knew that Tang Ling was not wrong, this would definitely happen.
"Tang Ling, why did you say this kid became famous all of a sudden?"
Song Yun grabbed her hair, when she first met Wang Tian a few days ago, she was still a nameless boy, how did she suddenly become famous, even an old man like Shi Zheng knew his name, and wanted to take him down, wrap up his words or something, in the circle of calligraphy and painting, there are many people who want to be famous, but it is not easy to be famous at all, in addition to having strength, you also have to participate in all kinds of competitions, all kinds of exhibitions, etc., this process will take ten or eight years, even so, in the end, more than ninety percent of people still can't break out in the end, and everyone else, even if they have such a background, they have to visit those big names in the circle since childhood, under their beating and "boasting", he has today's fame, but Wang Tian is different, he doesn't seem to have done anything, and he suddenly comes out of nowhere, it's like a trick, which is really incredible.
"What's so strange about this?" Tang Ling spread his hands, "This thing looks strange, but in fact it is normal. “
"Okay, tell me what the hell is going on. ”
Song Yun was not convinced, how could this thing be normal?