Xiao Yao put the teacup on the table: "Old Sun, old Sun, you lost four games in a five-game chess, and you are embarrassed to say that you are rash because of the light enemy, why don't you say that your own chess strength is not high." Always like to find some subjective reasons, ignore objective facts, and if dialectics is not good, it is necessary to make mistakes. ”

"Gotta have it, don't give me a big lesson, both of us brothers are from teaching craftsmen, don't talk about the second brother, let's play chess and don't pull it on this." I'm not very good at chess? Why did you lose, you should win me. “

Lao Sun raised his eyebrows and shook as he spoke, gaining the upper hand.

"Did my old Xiao lose? This game is not over yet, your grandson is proud of it early. “

"Then you should go down, don't just say that you don't practice, if you don't go on, of course you won't lose, with your Xiao Yinyu's character."

Lao Sun took a leisurely sip of tea, but his mouth was not relaxed at all.

"You ......"

Xiao Yao was stopped by Lao Sun on the scene, and he was about to be stopped by him on the chessboard, and he was in a dilemma for a while, staring at the chessboard in a daze.

"Ahem......"

The middle-aged man standing in the back coughed lightly twice, waking the two of them up from the chess game.

Xiao Yuyou looked at it, overjoyed, and said with a smile: "Brother Jinyu is here, we haven't seen each other for a while, what kind of good things have you brought to me today, I can't wait........."

He stood up suddenly, grabbed Nan Jinyu's arm, and said repeatedly: "Let's go, let's go to the studio over there and have a good chat." Xiaolong, you save that chess game, and you will have to play a good game of chess with your Uncle Sun later......"

"Yo hey! You two are really in the same vein, this is a father and son soldier in battle!"

Sun Lao put the teacup on the chessboard and laughed angrily. "Brother Qifeng, stop scolding, there's really something good......"

Xiao Yao's voice came from the flower garden outside the pavilion.

"Xiaolong, come over with your Uncle Sun, I don't have any eyesight to see ......"

……

"Bamboo Banana Moon Yin" is tiled on the painting case of the bucket room, without framing, it is such a wrinkled four-foot rice paper, but it is elegant and poetic.

"Pu Zuo paints bamboo...... Supplemental ...... Kegang makes up for the bright moon... Songyu Basho ...... Qifeng planting grass ......"

The three old men gathered around the painting case and appreciated this chic inscription together.

Xiao Yao said angrily: "Brother Qifeng, if I remember correctly, this painting should have been painted in the 80s......"

"That's right, the school was officially named at that time, Brother Pu Zuo, Brother Song Yu and our brothers, plus Brother Kegang who came to visit at that time, drank and painted this banana together!"

Old Sun Qifeng said affirmatively.

"You're still young and have a good memory!"

Xiao Yao smiled, with some loneliness: "Brother Pu Zuo is one step ahead, and Brother Song Yu is also difficult to get up. It's hard to get together five people to paint a picture again!"

……

"Tsumen VIII. "Lao" is a specific title, specifically referring to the eight representative calligraphers and painters who work in the Tianjin Art Academy or Painting Academy.

Among them are Mr. Sun Qifeng, Wang Songyu, Xiao Yao and Mr. Aixin Jueluo Pu Zuo from Jinmen Academy of Fine Arts; Mr. Zhao Songtao and Mr. Mu Zhongqin of Jinmen Academy of Arts and Crafts; Mr. Wang Xuezhong of Jinmen University and Mr. Sun Kegang of Jinmen Painting Academy.

These eight old gentlemen, as gentlemen of virtue and art, peach and plum all over the world, as famous artists in the art world, have inherited the essence of traditional Chinese painting, and have a huge influence at home and abroad, and their works are regarded as arches by collectors and lovers of calligraphy and painting.

"Tsumen VIII. The formation of "old" originated from the fact that these eight old artists were often invited together to create Chinese paintings for relevant institutions such as auditoriums in Tianjin and North China since the early 80s of the last century.

Despite the VIII. The painting styles of the old ones are very different, but the large-scale works they create together are really a perfect match!

Anyone who paints knows that it is not easy for multiple people to complete a successful work of art.

Among them, the overall control, the grasp of style, the perfection of composition, the rationality of discipline, the coordination of objects, the level of ink, the unity of tones, etc., not only require each painter to have high painting skills, but also must have the ability to cooperate with each other.

In this regard, in the history of Chinese art, "Jinmen VIII. "old" can be said to be an indisputable model.

……

"Brother Jinyu, where did you find this painting?"

The second elder felt nostalgic for a while, and Xiao Yao asked.

"This is not mine, it's my closed disciple who is often idle, Xiao Chang, come here......"

Nan Jinyu happily pulled Chang Xian over: "The few paintings and calligraphy I brought are all from this kid!" Bring him to meet the elders today, and see for a long time! Xiao Chang, these are two professors from the Academy of Fine Arts, your name is Xiao Lao, Sun Lao!"

"Xiao Lao is good!"

"Hello Sun!"

Chang Xian hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

"Hello, Xiao Chang."

The second elder smiled.

Nan Jinyu said proudly: "Xiao Chang is my last student before retirement, and he became a middle-level cadre of Xingchen Company in two years, and now he has gained a lot from just starting to collect, and this young man is still very capable."

"Are you comparing yourself to my students?"

Sun Qifeng just smiled, but Xiao Yao was a little surprised.

"I'm not that bored."

Nan Jinyu smiled.

"You're just so boring!"

Xiao Yao said with a glare.

There aren't many opportunities like this, the three are all cultural celebrities and are of similar age, so it's interesting enough to watch them squeeze each other.

……

Chang was eating melons happily, and heard Sun Lao ask: "Xiao Chang, I want to inscribe another inscription on this painting, can I?"

"That relationship is good, and I don't dare to ask for it."

Often idle and overjoyed.

The celebrity inscription of a calligraphy and painting is not only a proof of the authenticity of the calligraphy and painting, but also a trace of orderly circulation.

In just a moment, Xiao Long over there had already polished the ink.

"Brother Yin, are you coming or am I coming?"

"Brother Qifeng's words are better than mine, come on, wait a minute, I'll add a paragraph later......"

If you don't talk about chess, when it comes to art, Old Man Xiao is very humble.

Old friends are not polite, Sun Qifeng thought for a while, picked up the pen and inscribed in the lower left of the painting, and waved it:

"The year is in Jiashen, August is looking forward, and Yu and Yin are playing chess in Pingxiang Pavilion. Old friend Jinyu came to visit with her brother, and saw the old works of 20 years ago, looked at them, appreciated them, and thought about them, the paintings are still there and the people have passed away! Yu Nian passed away like the water moon and there is no foot, it is a pity that this body is decrepit, the pen is like a tripod, and you will not see the situation of the drunken joint pen again!

Recruit Huaiyuan Sun Qifeng to reacquaint. ”

Sun Lao is a native of Zhaoyuan, Shandong, and Zhaoxiang Huaiyuan is Zhaoyuan, so he is called.

After the book was finished, Xiao Yao took the brush, wrote Xiao Yao of the capital next to it, and then asked Xiao Long to stamp his own small seals, one red and one white.