My Identity As A Schoolmaster Has Been Exposed

Wu Liubai stared at the song "Spring Day" on the rice paper, dumbfounded, unable to speak.

"Old Wu has a lot of research on Crazy Grass! Even he looks dumbfounded at your calligraphy!"

Xu Cong pouted, is it such an exaggeration?

"Don't belittle yourself! Student Xu Cong, please formalize your strength!" Wu Liubai suddenly returned to his senses and took a deep breath.

He got goose bumps from head to toe.

"The most important thing in calligraphy is the line!" Some professors who know calligraphy came forward, and couldn't help but come forward!

He is the former president of the National Painting and Calligraphy Association, Lin Xiyuan! He has a lot of research on calligraphy!

Be a master of contemporary calligraphy!

I was personally received by the leader in the National Assembly Hall.

Because of his knowledge of calligraphy, he didn't bother when everyone first watched the excitement.

A true calligrapher has his own habit of mastering the brush. For example, he has been holding a brush since he was a child and has been writing painstakingly for decades before he has achieved what he is today.

He believes that even if Xu Cong is good at calligraphy, his calligraphy is inferior. Many people watched because they didn't understand it.

But after Xu Cong's "Spring Day" was written, Lin Xiyuan heard Wu Liubai's compliment, he would inevitably have to step forward to take a look, he is professional!

He often discusses painting and calligraphy with Wu Liubai, especially Crazy Grass! He doesn't care what other people say, but Wu Liubai really does research and has discussed it with himself!

Wu Liubai's words have a certain degree of credibility. When Lin Xiyuan came forward, he fixed his eyes, boom!

He seemed to be hit by five thunders!

He felt an invisible force smashed from the top of his head! Wow, goose bumps all over!

"Where is calligraphy, this is a painting!"

"I have been obsessed with calligraphy for decades, and I know that if a person succeeds in his lines, he will succeed in half. If the lines are not good, no matter how beautiful the body is, it will be in vain!"

"Especially cursive script!"

"Especially the poem he just wrote!"

"The paper lines are flying, the stipples are surging, as if giving the soul of Chinese characters! This

"This is the true art of calligraphy!"

"Xu Cong, can this calligraphy be given to me, a bad old man! I am willing to exchange it with my collection of Ming and Qing ink paintings!"

Lin Xiyuan saw that this was a good thing at a glance, he was extremely excited, but his words like this made more people rush.

"Mr. Lin Xiyuan, you speak directly to a junior like this, isn't it?"

"Yeah! Mr. Lin Xiyuan, you are a master of calligraphy! Your own calligraphy skills are far from what you can compare to yourself! You don't need to be true to our laymen!"

Cheer up!

Even you Lin Xiyuan thinks it is a good thing, we even think this is a real calligraphy!

Besides, you Lin Xiyuan is a famous iron cock!

This time, for the first time in the world, I have to exchange my ink painting antiques from the Ming and Qing Dynasties with Xu Cong. The thing that allows you to cut meat like this will further confirm the uniqueness of Xu Cong's crazy grass!

Lin Xiyuan was speechless, "You guys!!!"

Everyone also stared longingly at Xu Cong with a pair of eyes, and said one after another.

"I'm willing to use my collection of antiques for anything! As long as you like

"I am willing too!"

"Xu Cong, although it is inappropriate to withdraw money on this occasion, I still want to ask, how much are you willing to pay!"

"I'm shameless, I said it was inappropriate, and I still withdrew the money! Okay, if you raise the money, I will come too!"

"Are you intentional? You..."

Everyone is vying for it, and it's almost a fight!

This song "Spring Day" has been signed, and the handprint has been pressed! It is a complete set of calligraphy.

Qian Yuejiang stretched out his hand to pick up the rice paper, everyone gasped, "Academician Qian, what are you...?"

Some people even reached out to Qian Yuejiang's arm, not wanting him to stamp it.

"Academician Qian, let's just let it go! The pen and ink on the paper hasn't dried yet! Be careful

Qian Yuejiang, "!!!"

At this time, Wu Liubai looked at Lin Xiyuan and said softly to him: "Mr. Lin, this calligraphy, like clouds and flowing water, lively flying, and wind blowing under the brush, is exactly how the palmistry turned strange, and the strange shapes turned out to be appropriate, right? !"

"It's a great freehand work of splash ink!"

"It's comparable to Crazy Grass Everyone Huai Su's "Self Narrative Post"!" Lin Xiyuan slowly closed his eyes and smiled bitterly.

"Now I have a deep understanding! What is a running snake? This is it!"

"At first, I suspected that the ancient pine was lightly smoked, and it looked like a mountain with ten thousand peaks. I only look at the stimulating current, and the words are like a dragon walking." As soon as he opened his mouth, it went on endlessly.

Lin Xiyuan, "Crazy grass, there were Zhang Xu and Huai Su in ancient times, and Xu Cong today!"

"The Self-reporting Post" only belongs to the first-class transmission through the ages. It is an arrangement between word and word, line and line, with both changes and unity, and an overall perspective."

"The same is true of "Spring Day" in front of me!"

"Although I want to take it for myself, with you, I also know that I can't love it! Let me just comment on it!"

If you can't get it, then you can give it a good evaluation and put your life's knowledge and understanding on it. This can be regarded as respect for Xu Cong's calligraphy.

Wu Liubai and Qian Yuejiang knew what Lin Xiyuan meant, frowned slightly, and said, "Mr. Lin, you are a bit exaggerated!"

Lin Xiyuan smiled bitterly, "You don't understand the subtlety of Xu Cong's calligraphy! His calligraphy is well deserved!"

"Although I am very curious, at such an age, is it possible that I have held a pen since I first shot it?"

"But even so, it's impossible to have such an accomplishment! But he is so amazing!"

"I have also seen too many gifted children, but compared with him, the young people who are outstanding are eclipsed!" As he said, he was looking at Xu Cong's calligraphy.

Everyone looked at each other. Although Lin Xiyuan was stingy, his ability and level were here, otherwise the country would not give him such a high treatment! Otherwise, he would not be the president of the National Calligraphy Association.

Lin Xiyuan finally looked at Xu Cong, "Xu Cong! Would you like to cut love?"

Xu Cong was somewhat inexplicable when he was asked, and he was taken aback for a moment.

"Uh! It's too exaggerated, this word is just..."

"Xu Cong!"

Wu Liubai yelled abruptly and interrupted Xu Cong. He also knows a little about Xu Cong.

This guy is not very interested in things outside of his body, so naturally he doesn't care much about the value of his calligraphy.

Even if it is truly as these people say, how about such a high value?

The hand is his Xu Cong's. As many as he wants to write, isn't it as much? Xu Cong really thinks so.

He doesn't care!

Besides, what he knows is not only crazy grass, but also more calligraphy. Xu Cong twisted his eyebrows slightly and turned his eyes to Wu Liubai. He did not ask.

He calmed down and turned his eyes to Qian Yuejiang, "Academician Qian, Xu Cong's calligraphy is a gift to the National Revision Team!"

"really?!"

Wu Liubai, "If he didn't think so, why did he write this song "Spring Day"?"

"It makes sense! It makes sense!"

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