Chapter 175 What! You paid a million for a counterfeit
Yes, this is Zhang Zetian's recent dilemma.
Not only did Zhu Fei find that his calligraphy could not improve, but Zhang Zetian himself, as Zhu Fei's leader, also found that his calligraphy had been stuck in a bottleneck period.
He had always thought that he was already perfect.
Because he has made adjustments from various aspects, whether it is from techniques, postures, momentum, etc., but after he has improved everything to the extreme, he has no way out.
"You and Zhu Fei are actually in a bottleneck period, but Zhu Fei's bottleneck lies outside. He confused calligraphy with fame and fortune, which caused his calligraphy to be dragged down. But your bottleneck period is that you took a wrong path from the later stage.
.”
When Su Jiang said this, he felt that the word fork in the road was a bit inappropriate, so he changed his words:
"It shouldn't be said that it's a side road, this should be the standard of your life. You like everything to be in order and don't like to break the rules. From the moment I entered your house, I can say that everything in your house is arranged extremely neatly.
"
"Moreover, you should also have the kind of personality that pursues perfection."
"You don't like to fail, so you set yourself within a rule and don't let yourself break through. This will cause your growth to always be within this circle."
Zhang Zetian was like a studious student at this moment, looking at Su Jiang with fascination.
Listening carefully to Su Jiang's words, nodding from time to time to express agreement. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
Su Jiang continued: "So I just said that you have gone astray since the later stages. Once you decide to pursue perfection in all kinds of details, the upper limit of your achievements has been limited."
"The essence of calligraphy lies in flexibility, in writing words that follow the hand, and the hand follows the heart."
"The words you write when you are sad, when you are happy, when you are proud, etc., your words should all be different."
"If you don't believe it, write it again and you will find that your handwriting is beautiful, but every time you write it, it will be the same as a copy machine. Although it is not exactly the same, it will not be far from ten."
Listening to Su Jiang's words, Zhang Zetian really didn't believe it.
He really rarely tried to write two identical words for comparison.
He took out a piece of paper again without believing in evil.
Put down the paper and start writing.
This time he wrote very quickly, perhaps out of anger. He thought that his writing speed was different twice, so logically speaking, there would be some difference in the words.
Su Jiang also saw this detail, but he did not speak, but smiled slightly.
If he can refute his own opinion in this way, then the calligraphy skills of the national master given by the system are too weak.
After just a few breaths.
Zhang Zetian stopped writing.
However, not before taking the two pieces of paper together for comparison.
Su Jiang folded his hands across his chest, looked directly into Zhang Zetian's eyes and said, "You should have a deep feeling in your heart. You were increasing your speed just now and trying your best to change your hand strength, but in fact we are not comparing.
You already have the answer in your mind."
"well."
When Su Jiang finished speaking, Zhang Zetian let out a long sigh.
There is no other reason, because Su Jiang was right again.
Zhu Fei looked at this scene with some disbelief. He originally thought that Su Jiang's calligraphy was on par with or slightly better than Zhang Zetian's.
Now it seems that Su Jiang's calligraphy attainments are far superior to Zhang Zetian's?
He picked up the two letters on the table.
A comparison.
"hiss!"
This special meow is really the same.
He even overlapped the two words together.
The rice paper is relatively thin and looks very transparent.
The two words were stacked together, and immediately, Zhu Fei's eyes shrank again.
It can be said that they completely overlap, and only some of the details are slightly different.
Each character can be roughly said to be a copy.
Zhu Fei looked at Zhang Zetian and Su Jiang speechlessly.
Undoubtedly, Su Jiang once again defeated his pride with his superb calligraphy skills.
However, this time, his character was much better than before.
There is no great feeling of depression or self-abandonment.
As for Zhang Zetian, he actually already knew the result when he finished writing.
He raised his finger towards Su Jiang: "It seems that little friend Su Jiang is really a master, I'm convinced."
This was the first time for this man who had bravely killed enemies on the battlefield and petitioned for the people's orders in the officialdom to say such self-degrading words in front of a young man.
Anyone who is familiar with Zhang Zetian, or who is of the same generation as Zhang Zetian, will definitely be shocked to see such a scene.
The group of people returned to the living room again. Zhang Zetian took out the tea he had prepared for the distinguished guests and invited Su Jiang and the others to drink it.
During this period, while they were drinking tea, Zhang Zetian and Zhu Fei would ask some calligraphy questions.
Su Jiang did not hesitate to impart some knowledge to them.
Only when Zhang Zetian asked about Su Jiang's mastership, Su Jiang was careless and made up a fictional old man with a white beard to be his master.
Zhang Zetian and others could only believe this if they didn't believe it.
"Su Jiang, I feel like you also have some research on antiques?"
Zhang Zetian suddenly remembered Su Jiang's dowry that time and asked.
After some chatting, he no longer called Su Jiang "Su Jiang's little friend", but directly called Su Jiang by his first name.
Because Su Jiang gave him the feeling that he was no longer a junior at all.
"I can only do a little research." Su Jiang said in a low-key manner.
But Zhang Zetian's mention made Su Jiang think of the calligraphy and painting he bought from Wood for one million.
"By the way, Mr. Zhang, I have a calligraphy and painting here. I want to see you. Where can I sell it?"
"Oh? You also have a calligraphy and painting?" Zhang Zetian's eyes lit up: "Bring it to me and see."
Su Jiang responded and went downstairs and brought up the calligraphy and painting.
"Um?!"
As soon as he saw this calligraphy and painting, Zhang Zetian frowned a little.
"It's not kept well, it's all stained with ink." He felt like the person who collected it was wasting away everything.
After Zhang Zetian muttered and looked at it for a long time, he let out a hiss in his mouth.
He took out a magnifying glass from a drawer and looked at it for a long time.
Finally, he shook his head and looked at Su Jiang:
"Su Jiang, I think this thing is worth at most 50,000 yuan. It's a pretty good high-end imitation, and it's also quite old."
"How could you collect such a thing? How much did you collect?"
Zhang Zetian asked, somewhat puzzled.
Su Jiang's words in the next second immediately shocked the entire audience.
"I received one million."
"What! You actually accepted such a fake for one million?!" Zhang Zetian immediately exclaimed.
Zhu Fei and Lin Wanqing also looked at Su Jiang with surprise.
