My charming CEO wife

Chapter 194 The National Scholar Peerless! (5)

Hearing these cynicisms, Lu Chen frowned slightly.

"Looking at what you three mean, it seems that you all know calligraphy quite well?"

He looked at Wei Xiaobei, Chen Langya and Alex.

The three naturally nodded.

Lu Chen went on to say:

"Then I'll show you my handwriting first. If you can tell me anything wrong, I'll eat it up and don't talk about selling handwriting. If not, please apologize to me and Mr. Jing Lue."

The three readily agreed.

The main reason is that Lu Chen's proposal is too stupid.

Even if it's "Lanting Collection Preface" and "Ancient Poetry Four Posts", if you really want to pick faults, you can pick some.

For example, "The Preface to the Lanting Collection" was written after drinking, which is too showy. Although "The Four Posts of Ancient Poems" is both rigid and soft, it lacks some grandeur.

No matter how good this kid's handwriting is, they really want to pick the bones in the egg, but they can't pick it out?

Lu Chen cupped his hands and looked at Lin Qiu, Zhang Yinke and Sun Yafu:

"Just ask the three old gentlemen to show their copybooks."

The three old gentlemen nodded, and immediately two staff members wearing white gloves carefully unfolded the cursive script, which was three meters long and one meter wide.

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were cold, calm and confident.

He is not arrogant, but has arrogance.

Started to practice calligraphy at the age of three.

When I was four years old, I wrote "Five Thousand Words of Lao Tzu" on the beach, which made my grandfather laugh from ear to ear.Shout out that my grandson has the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix.

When he was six years old, when his grandfather was dying, he wrote Su Shi's "Liu Hou Lun" for the old man to read.

The old man read "There are great brave men in the world, who approach him suddenly without being surprised, and without reason. He is not angry. The person he holds hostage is very big, and his ambition is far away." He laughed three times and died without regret.

In the next 18 years, when I was bullied, I would write, when I felt uneasy, I would pick up a pen, and when I was full of depression, I would write quickly.

He practiced knives in the wind and snow, and he lit a lamp to write in the shabby room.

18 years have passed.

His knife skills are at the peak, and his calligraphy is superb.

Twenty years of ups and downs have made him full of splendor.

Not to mention, he still wrote this "Song of Killing a Man" with anger, and drank countless Xiao Xiao's blood, which became his shocking book.

With this "Song of a Man Killing a Man", he has a clear mind and broke through the Longmen Tianjian from acquired to innate.

This painting is his testimony.

Even the current him will definitely not be able to write words that can be compared with this copybook.

This copybook came out after a thousand calls, and slowly appeared in front of everyone.

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Quiet.

No one speaks.

No one dared to speak.

Even if many of the guests here, it is not the first time they have seen this copybook, which is known as the first copybook in the calligraphy world, and they are also shocked when they watch it again.

What kind of a picture is this?

The shape is new, the rules are strict, and the momentum is magnificent.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the ancients are not seen before, and those who are not seen in the future.

Between the lines, there are beautiful mountains and rivers, the rise and fall of the sun and the moon, the anger of the commoner, blood splattered five steps, murder and drinking of blood, and heroic men.

Everyone looked at it, as if they heard the clang of jade, and saw the scattered pines.

I saw the sun, the moon and the stars, and I saw the wind, rain, water and fire.

The changes of everything in the world seem to be hidden between the lines.

There was about a minute of silence.

An old man said tremblingly, "Good... good words."

Then he fell down and passed out from excitement.

"It's really... good."

Then No.2 old man fell down, also excited.

"My God, there is such an astonishing calligraphy in the world?"

No.3 The old man fell down.

Everyone was in a hurry, pinched people and poured tea, only to wake up the three old men who had fainted.

They are basically famous people in Haicheng's calligraphy circle.

Under the excitement, he fainted directly.

Even Lin Qiu, Zhang Yinke, and Sun Yafu have been keeping this calligraphy for the past few days and have read it hundreds of times. Looking at it now, my heart is also agitated.

This copybook has such a charm.

People at different levels can see different things.

Every time you read it again, you can gain something new.

The first post in ancient and modern times, who else?

"Grandpa Lin, I just think this calligraphy is so beautiful, but I can't tell you what's so good about it. Can you tell everyone?"

A socialite in her 20s asked Lin Qiu.

She doesn't know calligraphy at all, but she can feel the charm of this calligraphy, which almost captures her whole mind.

Other wealthy businessmen and celebrities who didn't know calligraphy also looked at Lin Qiu.

I hope that the president of the Haicheng Calligraphy Association will tell you what is so good about this calligraphy.

"That old man will show his shame."

Lin Qiu said loudly:

"Everyone, this copybook is neither Zhang Cao nor Jin Cao, but wild cursive. This calligraphy is done in one go, and the paper is full of dragons and snakes. The most rare thing is to refine the characters into momentum. The so-called writing is like seeing God, which is the sage's work." Book."

A few middle-aged people came to their senses and couldn't help admiring and shouting good words.

Seeing that some celebrities, rich and young were still puzzled, Lin Qiu continued to explain:

"Let's put it this way, the beauty of this big grass is that numbers are born with one stroke, and the momentum between the lines is constant, not weak but strong. Han Changli said that Zhang Xu's cursive script is resentful, yearning, drunk, boring, and unfair, and he is moved. The heart must be expressed in cursive script, so it is the most difficult to learn from Zhang Xu in cursive script, and the difficulty lies in the strength of character."

"Mr. Lu's calligraphy is imitated by Zhang Xu, but he only learns the shape, not the meaning. Zhang Xu is known as the Eight Immortals of Drinking, and the artistic conception of calligraphy is crazy, but the background of Mr. Lu's calligraphy is not madness, not domineering. , not unruly, not presumptuous."

"This "Song of Killing a Man" seems to be full of murderous looks for calligraphy beginners, but from the perspective of me who has been immersed in the practice for decades, I can see the full volume of compassion, and it is written with the method of King Kong's anger. , to practice the good fruit of Bodhisattvas who lower their eyebrows."

"Mr. Lu said such a sentence, the Tao does not spread to the six ears, so what is the praise? The Buddha does not save all living beings, why is it a Buddha. Mr. Lu is a person with great realm and great compassion. He just wrote this first post in the ages In terms of characters alone, it may not be as good as Wang Xizhi, Zhang Xu, and Zhao Mengfu. But Mr. Lu's artistic conception is far above the three sages."

"It is precisely because of the compassion behind Mr. Lu's murderous intent that this old man dared to risk the world's disgrace by enshrining this copybook as the first copybook in the ages. Mr. Lu is called the sage of calligraphy."

The first post in the ages.

Calligraphy is holy.

Everyone listened and nodded.

Deserved.

"Calligraphy is the most holy, accept my worship!"

I don't know who took the lead, all the guests present, except Wei Xiaobei, Chen Langya, Alex and others, Li Jinglue and that Young Master Wei, all bowed to Lu Chen.

Just based on this "Song of a Man Killing a Man", he deserves this obeisance.

Everyone bowed and kowtowed, turning into mountains and tsunami.

Looking at this scene, Xia Shiqing trembled.

She remembered a poem.

"Mochou has no confidant in the future, and no one in the world knows the king."

Her man is going to be famous all over the world after all.

He deserves it.

Is she worthy?

Xia Shiqing had mixed feelings in her heart.

Lu Chen stood on the stage, but there was no arrogance in his brows.

Glory?

glory.

Is it swollen?

Does not swell.

When people walk in the world, there are eight things in four directions and four inversions.

The heart is not destroyed by profit, decline, reputation, sarcasm, bitterness and joy, and then dare to say that the eight winds are not moving.

He, Lu Chen, was unmoved by the wind.

When he was unknown, he was not impatient.

At the moment when his fame moves the world, he is not arrogant.

He is still him.

The guy who only stands up for what he thinks is right.

A fool, a madman.

a simple man.

Want to do something not easy.

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