Even under the crowd's watch, Lin Baoguo did not feel any restraint.
Instead, there was a vague feeling of excitement.
Especially when he picked up the pen and looked at the paper, he instantly entered the state.
Yang Haoran's words echoed in my ears again. You must relax your mind and not be bound by rules. Only in this way can you write with momentum and let your works have charm!
For a moment, Lin Baoguo entered a strange state. It seemed that he was the only one left in the world, and there was the bookcase in front of him!
A strange power filled Lin Baoguo's body. He dipped his brush in ink and put pen to paper without hesitation.
Lin Baoguo has never created as freely and vigorously as he does now.
The four big characters are as if they were made in heaven, just a few strokes of the brush!
At this time, Lin Baoguo had not completely escaped from that selfless state.
It wasn't until a burst of applause and cheers rang out that Lin Baoguo suddenly woke up.
Everyone around had surprised expressions, and their eyes were all focused on the calligraphy that Lin Baoguo had just finished writing.
"One breath, a masterpiece made by nature, wonderful! I never expected that Master Lin has reached such a high level of attainment!"
"The artistic level of this calligraphy is extremely high, its momentum is magnificent, and it has a fascinating charm. If it were not for its extremely high level, it would never be possible to complete such a great work!"
"Ashamed, Master Lin is the real master, yet he is so low-key, making us ashamed!"
There were even a few people who didn't say a word and just stared blankly. They were so shocked by the power and charm of the words that they couldn't speak for a long time.
Feng Zhitong sighed and nodded repeatedly.
"Master Lin, Master Lin, with just these few words, you have become one of the top calligraphers and painters in China. This is the pride of our Huaiyuan City!"
Faced with so many praises, if it had been in the past, Lin Baoguo would have been so proud that he would have to say a few hypocritical polite words.
But today, he couldn't be happy because he knew very well that although his calligraphy was beyond his normal level, it was still far less than Yang Haoran's calligraphy.
What's more, he was able to achieve this huge breakthrough because of Yang Haoran's guidance and inspiration.
Therefore, Yang Haoran is the real master!
Thinking of this, Lin Baoguo, who looked lonely, let out a burst of emotion.
A very sincere wry smile: "Everyone, in our own place, please don't praise me. I know my own level well, and I am still far from a real master!"
The small progress I have made today is all due to the guidance of an expert, and that expert is the real master."
Everyone was shocked, especially when they saw that Lin Baoguo's expression did not look modest, and they were even more shocked.
"Isn't Master Lin modest? In my opinion, your work is already of the highest quality. Who can be called a master in front of you?"
"If Master Lin doesn't dare to be called a master, and we can only be called calligraphers and painters, I don't believe that there is any kind of master who can receive such praise from Master Lin!"
Feng Zhitong's eyes lit up and he looked very excited.
He and Lin Baoguo have known each other for many years and understand each other very well.
The level of Lin Baoguo's calligraphy today was definitely accomplished after breaking through some kind of shackles. Perhaps he really received guidance from an expert.
"Master Lin, if there is such a master, you must recommend him to us. Even if we can listen to a few words from the master, it will be a great blessing for us." Haokan Novel Network
Lin Baoguo looked out the window with a look of reverence: "That master is much younger than everyone here.
But neither his writing skills nor his calligraphy insights are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
To be honest, the calligraphy I just wrote was an imitation of Dong Shichang. Compared with the original work of that master, it pales into insignificance.
If you see the authentic work of that master, you will know what momentum and charm are, and it will be a spiritual shock!"
Everyone was speechless, their hearts beat faster and their eyes lit up.
Feng Zhitong even directly grabbed Lin Baoguo's arm.
"It is a sin not to meet an expert but not to meet him. To improve one's own skills is what I pursue throughout my life.
Master Lin, please don't be so secretive. If that master is still in Huaiyuan City, you can take us there to see him now to express our admiration."
Lin Baoguo took it seriously and nodded.
"That's exactly what it should be, but it's a bit late today. Let me say hello to the master first. How about we go there together tomorrow morning?"
"Just do what you want."
Ling Fusheng was in an extremely comfortable mood. Staff members had already framed Yang Haoran's calligraphy and brought it back to the company.
"Be careful and don't damage it. It must be hung in the most conspicuous place in the hall. I will personally direct it."
Ling Fusheng was very interested, and under his personal command, Yang Haoran's calligraphy was soon hung in the center of the company hall.
Just when he was satisfied, Ling Fusheng received a call from Lin Baoguo.
"Hey, Master Lin, what can I do?"
"Mr. Ling, would you like to ask if Master Yang Haoran will show up at your company tomorrow? A group of my friends would like to meet Master Yang."
"Yes, I can convey your wishes to him."
Ling Fusheng, who put down the phone, was even more proud. Even Master Lin admired Yang Haoran so much, which further proved that his calligraphy was so worth it.
Afterwards, Ling Fusheng conveyed the matter to Yang Haoran. Yang Haoran just said yes and didn't pay much attention, but he felt that Lin Baoguo was making a fuss out of a molehill.
Early the next morning, Ling Fusheng's company had just opened its doors when a special group was welcomed.
A group of old people wearing various costumes gathered together, all of them were full of energy and elegant temperament.
Soon some staff members recognized several of them and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Is that Master Feng Zhitong? The president of the Huaiyuan City Calligraphy and Painting Association. It is said that a painting sold for a sky-high price of 50 million."
"And that one, who is also a famous calligraphy and painting master, what are they going to do?"
Ling Fusheng had already been notified by Lin Baoguo and had already rushed to the company door to greet him.
Seeing such a lineup, even he was quite shocked.
He hurriedly greeted him with a wry smile on his face: "Master Lin, have you invited all the masters from the Huaiyuan City Calligraphy and Painting Association?"
Lin Baoguo looked worried: "Excuse me, is Master Yang currently in the company? All my friends came here because they admire Master Yang."
"Ahem, Master Yang is indeed in the company, but it seems he hasn't woken up yet!"