Ren Jing pulled Chen Mingming's sleeves, "You seem to have said the wrong thing, this is the master of other people's paintings." ”

"Huh?" , Chen Mingliang turned around, only to realize that he seemed to have done something stupid.

said in front of others that their handwriting was not good.

"I'm sorry, this uncle's surname, I really didn't pay attention to it just now, the language is offensive, please forgive the younger generation's unintentional mistake."

If you make a mistake, you will be beaten, Chen Mingliang quickly apologized.

"The noble surname is Jin, Jin Huatao, and his ancestors were also Manchu nobles, so he couldn't help but learn a little family heirloom paintings and offer ugliness. I really haven't studied my words systematically, and I don't write very well, which makes my little brother laugh. ”

"Disrespectful and disrespectful, there are many calligraphers and painters in the capital who are Manchu, are you the emperor's surname, isn't the great calligrapher Qigong also your Manchu, your traditional culture is very deep."

"It's true that they are all Manchus, but there are quite a lot of Manchus in the capital, and there are many people engaged in calligraphy and painting, because everyone has no other talents."

"This child also has a certain understanding of calligraphy and painting, so let's go to the tearoom for a cup of tea, and by the way, we can also look at the handwriting of the little friend."

"Mr. Jin is serious, I am also practicing blindly, there is no discipline, unlike Mr., as soon as I put out the pen, I can see that there is a portrait of everyone, I use ink finely, and the composition is reasonable"

"Then you're talking about painting, if we don't paint today, we will read the words."

Hey, this old man, I won't show you today, you don't know that your handwriting is bad.

Chen Mingliang is not a really humble person, and he really wants to learn from his peers when he sees them.

"Okay, we're bothered!"

When I came to the tea room, the furnishings were very quaint, and there were two tables. One of them is used to make tea, and a beautiful girl wearing Hanfu is sitting on a tea pier waiting for them; On the other case, there is a half-finished product, a beautiful woman in ancient costume sits in front of the window with a sad face, not knowing whether to enjoy the flowers or the moon.

"Come, two of you, please sit down and take a look at the kung fu tea in this clubhouse. Isn't it that I haven't been here yet, I like their tone, which is obviously full of copper stench, and makes it so distinctive, satisfying the vanity of our literati. ”

"It's really the first time we've come here, and the house we bought here is the first time we've walked up today, and we used to bask in the sun right at home."

"Oh, that's still a rich man, and he can afford to buy a house here, it's amazing, young man."

"It's just luck. But Master Jin, I have a question, your painting is auctioned here, don't you regret it when you donate so much money? ‘’

"What do you regret, isn't it good to be famous? It's not that they don't give money at all, don't they have a 6% management fee for doing charity, and 3% of it is for me personally. After this scene, I have earned both fame and money, so why not do it, if one of my paintings sells for one million, is it really worth one million? Of course, if you ask me to buy it for 30,000 yuan, I will definitely not sell it to you. But I only got 30,000 yuan, and artists don't live in a vacuum. ”

I see, I have seen it for a long time.

"Come on, kid, let's drink tea too, look at my painting, and help me fill in the words by the way."

What should come will always come, and Chen Mingliang has long been eager to try.

The painting depicts a sad woman. Looking at her face, she still looks like a Hanfu beauty making tea, this old man is still a little old.

Chen Mingliang looked at the painting, and then looked at the beauty.

Obviously, the beauty also knew that Old Man Jin was using her as a model, so she had to smile bitterly.

Old man Jin couldn't sit still, "Don't care about those details, you have to pay attention to the overall situation and emotions when painting." ”

Aside from the fact that it is a bit like a Hanfu beauty, the standard of this painting is still good, and the sadness and sorrow are expressed to a certain extent, but when should the background of this beauty be.

Looking at this shape, it is actually a bit like Daiyu hurting spring, or Zhaojun out of the plug? Or is it Shih Tzu's disease?

It's not easy to choose, and I don't have much poetry in my stomach.

Where is it so easy to find poetry for the occasion.

By the way, when I first went up the mountain, I still recited poems in my mouth.

"Left leads yellow, right is ......"

At that time, he was holding his girlfriend's hand and said that she was a big yellow dog, and then he was beaten.

Just write Su Shi's. He also has a song "Jiangchengzi" that is also very famous.

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window.

There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. ”

Anyway, you didn't say what the background was, I just wrote it, just think Su Shi was thinking about his wife.

Don't look at the words written by Su Shi so affectionately, in fact, he is a big scumbag.

When he was belittled, he gave his pregnant concubine directly to his friends, and one of his sons became a eunuch, called Liang Shicheng, who was also a famous eunuch in history.

Words should not be the case, and that's what it is.

But that's it.

Chen Mingming's handwriting has improved after two years of practice, and his pen power is indeed good.

A small song is close to Dong Qichang.

"Little brother, this is the origin of family learning, I can't write, I can still read words, you can't practice this method without 20 years of skills, it's amazing!"

Old man Jin was convinced.

"What kind of piece is the little brother engaged in, I have a wide range of friends in the capital, I haven't seen you in the calligraphy and painting industry in the capital, you are not usually in the capital."

"I've been in the capital for more than two years, and I really wasn't here before."

"No, it shouldn't be, it is said that with your strength, why does it take two years. It should only take a year and a half to become famous. Could it be that the xenophobia in the calligraphy and painting circle in Beijing has reached this point? What a complacent! ”

Old man Jin was still a little indignant.

"No, I'm not a professional calligrapher, I'm an athlete."

"Athletes, runners?" Old man Jin also made a running pose.

"That's right, it's running."

"If I can write so well in running, then I'll go for a run too."

"I'm a professional athlete, but I started practicing calligraphy since I was a child, and I didn't stop for a day."

"That's no wonder, but what's the point of running? I'll give you a referral another day, it's still a good mix in the calligraphy circle, and there are still tens of thousands of people who write a word casually, but you can't write more, the price will drop, and no one will buy you if your reputation is bad. ”

Old man Jin is actually a layman, and he can't talk without money.

"No need Mr. Jin, I can get tens of thousands of dollars when I go out and show my face, just stand for a few minutes, and make the same money."

Chen Mingliang is an embryo who kills pigs and castrates, so naturally he will not feel embarrassed to talk about money.

"And this good thing? I haven't heard of it, I think I'm already making money like this, you won't be engaged in pyramid schemes, right? ”

I didn't expect two people who were obviously very elegant in reading calligraphy and painting to talk about money so happily.

The Hanfu girl couldn't sit still.

"Mr. Jin, this Mr. Chen is very powerful in our country, he is an Olympic gold medalist, the top athlete, the newspaper said that he couldn't attend an event for 200,000 yuan."

"It's not that exaggerated, it's just that I don't want to make this money recently, I have enough money on my body, and I can earn money now if I want to stand."

"Ambitious! It's my old gold who is lonely and unheard. ”

"In this way, Brother Chen, let's not mention making money, but calligraphy can't be lost, I still want to introduce you, you have an Olympic champion foundation, a good reputation, this certainty is even greater, rest assured! Definitely get you a blockbuster. ”

"Mr. Jin, I've made a splash, and I don't dare to go out without a mask and sunglasses now."

"That's different, this is a different field, if you are as good as you in the calligraphy world, this is the blossoming of both genres and genres."

"Thank you, Mr. Kim!"