"Lao Huang, Lao Lin and Lao Hou, why are you here?"
When Wan Yunting saw Huang Yaodong, Zhao Yushi, Lin Yushu and Hou Xuesong, they greeted him in surprise. At the same time, he also attracted the attention of other talented people and beauties around him. They all focused on Wan Yunting's face and looked at him, feeling that he looked familiar.
"Isn't he Wan Yunting who won first place in this year's Lanting Award?"
"Yes, that's him. I didn't expect him to come too, and he was with Fan Cainv and Gu Cainv!"
Someone recognized Wan Yunting and immediately exclaimed.
When he won first place in the Lanting Award calligraphy competition and was praised by Mr. Fan in front of the media, Wan Yunting became famous overnight. His calligraphy works were even sold to hundreds of millions, and he was even sold at the Huadu Charity Auction.
The work of Kuang cursive calligraphy sold for a whopping price of 450 million, completely causing a sensation in the entire Chinese art world. It can be said that everyone knows about it.
"Brother Wan, it's normal for us to participate in the cultural exchange activities of the Cultural and Creative Hall."
Huang Yaodong and Lin Yushu looked at Wan Yunting and said in surprise: "But your appearance really surprised us."
"yes."
Zhao Yushi nodded and said: "We contacted Luo Tang and Miaomiao before and planned to let them attend together, but she said that you came to the capital yesterday to attend the National Conference of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so we did not contact you. I didn't expect you.
coming."
Wan Yunting smiled. He knew that Huang Yaodong, Zhao Yushi, Lin Yushu and Hou Xuesong were from mixed literati and art circles. It was very normal for them to participate in exchange activities at such a gathering place for literati and poets. He pointed to the side and Shangguan
Wenshan, Zhu Rong, and Gu Sinuo and Fan Shuyuan, who were together, laughed and said: "I was pulled here by them."
Huang Yaodong naturally knew that Fan Shuyuan was Fan Liren's granddaughter, and Gu Sinuo was also a well-known talented woman in the Beijing art circle. In terms of beauty and temperament, she was definitely not inferior to the goddess-level existence of Gu Luotang.
Thinking that Wan Yunting came to the capital, he must be related to Fan Liren. Now that he came here with Fan Shuyuan and Gu Sinuo, Huang Yaodong and Zhao Yushi did not find it strange, but they were a little surprised. He was not a member of the literary circle.
People, I still came to the Cultural and Creative Hall.
Over there, Shangguan Wenshan and Zhu Rong, who were surrounded by the two goddesses Fan Shuyuan and Gu Sinuo, were also looking at Wan Yunting. As for him, the Immortal of Ten Thousand Calligraphers, his reputation as a young calligrapher could be described as far-reaching and unparalleled.
People don't know.
"Shuyuan, Sinuo, why is he with you?"
Zhu Rong couldn't help but asked curiously.
"He seems to be here to attend some national conference of traditional Chinese medicine, and he's staying at Grandpa Sinuo's house."
Fan Shuyuan introduced.
Gu Sinuo rolled his eyes at her and corrected with a smile: "It was to attend the National Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference. He and Mr. Gu are the vice-chairmen and chairman of the Lingnan Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. They were invited to the capital to attend the conference. My grandfather let them live at home."
"I see."
Shangguan Wenshan nodded. Although Wan Yunting's calligraphy is superb, the outside world also revealed that he does not belong to the literati and art circles. It was also revealed that his main occupation is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, a teacher of traditional Chinese medicine, and the vice chairman of the Lingnan Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.
"So Shuyuan, Sinuo, you brought him here to give us a showdown?"
Zhu Rong pointed at Wan Yunting who was chatting with Huang Yaodong and the others over there, and smiled at Fan Shuyuan and Gu Sinuo.
Shangguan Wenshan understood what he meant, looked at Wan Yunting, smiled, and said: "I have seen his calligraphy works. The thin gold style and the crazy cursive style are really superb, and no one can match them."
"cut."
Fan Shuyuan was unhappy at this. She glanced at Shangguan Wenshan with disdain and said, "What is so extraordinary that no one can match it? Could it be that his calligraphy is better than mine?"
Zhu Rong, Shangguan Wenshan, and other friends were stunned. They looked at Fan Shuyuan's dissatisfied look and realized that this girl did not bring Wan Yunting over today to participate in their literary exchange meeting.
"Hey, come here."
Fan Shuyuan turned around and shouted at Wan Yunting who was chatting with Lin Yushu and the others over there. He turned back to look at this girl and Gu Sinuo, so Wan Yunting brought Huang Yaodong, Zhao Yushi and the others over...
Shangguan Wenshan and Zhu Rong smiled politely and nodded to Wan Yunting. He naturally smiled and nodded in return. Fan Shuyuan squinted at Wan Yunting provocatively with her peach blossom eyes and said, "Are you trying to compete with me?"
Thin gold body, or crazy grass body?"
Wan Yunting looked at the arrogant and domineering girl and said, "You choose."
Fan Shuyuan rolled her eyes disdainfully and said: "I heard that your wild cursive calligraphy was sold for a sky-high price of 450 million. I don't know if it was your peers who helped you nominate, or if it was that fool who had so much money and no place to burn it that spent so much money on your work."
, let’s compare it to Kuang Cao calligraphy. Today, I will let you see what Kuang Cao calligraphy is today!”
At this time, Huang Yaodong, Zhao Yushi and others around them realized that Fan Shuyuan had brought Wan Yunting over, and they were going to hold a calligraphy competition. This made Lin Yushu and Hou Xuesong look at each other.
Fan Shuyuan, the granddaughter of Mr. Fan, is proficient in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry, and poetry. Especially in calligraphy and painting, she is definitely a talented player.
The first place winner of the last Lanting Award was Fan Shuyuan, but the reason why she did not participate in this year's Lanting Award was because she no longer bothered to win this award again, so Fan Shuyuan did not participate.
Therefore, Huang Yaodong and Zhao Yushi knew that Fan Shuyuan's calligraphy was among the younger generation and definitely ranked among the top three.
In the Beijing art circle, Fan Shuyuan, Shangguan Wenshan, and Gu Sinuo are tied for first place in the ranking of the younger generation.
"Why would Brother Wan compete in calligraphy with Mr. Fan's granddaughter?"
Hou Xuesong said softly, wondering what their situation was.
Lin Yushu shook his folding fan and looked at Fan Shuyuan who was dissatisfied with Wan Yunting. He smiled and said: "Maybe Mr. Fan's granddaughter is dissatisfied with Wan's calligraphy, so she took this opportunity to compare."
Zhao Yushi nodded and said: "I have read Fan Shuyuan's wild cursive calligraphy works. They are indeed better than the older generation of calligraphers, but if compared with Brother Wan, then..."
The following words were not spoken, but Huang Yaodong, Lin Yushu, and Hou Xuesong looked at each other and smiled, indicating the ending.
Everyone present saw that Fan Shuyuan was going to compete with Wan Yunting in calligraphy, and they cheered excitedly. Most of them cheered Fan Shuyuan loudly.
In the literati and art circles in Beijing, especially some contemporary young people, they express disdain for Wan Yunting. Especially at the charity auctions in Huadu City in the past few years, his wild cursive calligraphy was sold for a sky-high price of 450 million. Some people
I think it was deliberate speculation that led to such a sky-high price.
After all, none of the paintings and calligraphy works of Fan Liren, a leading contemporary figure, can be fetched such a sky-high price, so everyone thinks that Wan Yunting's calligraphy, even if he writes well, is not worth such a sky-high price.
Therefore, some young people are jealous and jealous, and view Wan Yunting with hostility.
"Zhu Rong, go and prepare the four treasures of the study."
Fan Shuyuan didn't talk nonsense and immediately asked Zhu Rong to prepare. After a while, two young men came over carrying a desk and placed it in the center of the attic living room, with the four treasures of the study neatly placed on it.
Shangguan Wenshan on the side saw Fan Shuyuan determined to compete with Wan Yunting in calligraphy. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, pulled Gu Sinuo and whispered: "Why didn't you stop Shuyuan?"
Gu Sinuo turned to look at the man and said, "Are you not optimistic about Shuyuan?"
Shangguan Wenshan turned around and looked at her, smiled and didn't know what to say.
Then Gu Sinuo smiled and said: "Actually, I don't think much of her either, but you don't know what her temper is like, and you haven't witnessed it with your own eyes, so how can you be convinced."
Shangguan Wenshan looked at him and said, "So, have you seen Mr. Wan's calligraphy?"
"Well, my grandfather asked him to write it last night. I read it and it was indeed well written."
Gu Sinuo nodded and said.
Gu Shiren was in a drunken mood last night and asked Wan Yunting to write two calligraphy paintings to add to the fun. However, when Gu Sinuo saw his calligraphy, he felt ashamed of himself.
Although she admitted that Fan Shuyuan's calligraphy was very good, even better than those so-called masters, but compared with Wan Yunting's calligraphy, Gu Sinuo still thought that Fan Shuyuan's was incomparable!
"You first or me first?"
Fan Shuyuan had already rolled up her sleeves and turned to Wan Yunting, who was standing aside.
Huang Yaodong, Zhao Yushi, Lin Yushu and Hou Xuesong stood next to Wan Yunting, while Shangguan Wenshan, Gu Sinuo, and Zhu Rong stood next to Fan Shuyuan. The two sides formed a confrontation camp, and they were also surrounded by other talented people and beauties.
Everyone is looking forward to this calligraphy competition.
"Lady first."
Wan Yunting smiled disapprovingly.
"Then I'll go first."
Fan Shuyuan didn't care. She picked up a brush and started to dip it in ink. Thinking of something, she turned to look at Wan Yunting sideways and said, "You can drink some wine first and use all your strength in the calligraphy competition to avoid losing."
Not convinced."
"Do you have any wine? Get him two bottles of wine..."
Zhu Rong on the side immediately turned his head and shouted to the people behind him.
"Need not."
Wan Yunting waved his hands to them and said with a smile: "No need to drink, I have something to do later, so just write like this."
"Then don't cry if you lose."
Fan Shuyuan rolled her eyes at him, which made Wan Yunting laugh.
Zhu Rong stood beside her, holding a ruler to help her smooth out the rice paper. Fan Shuyuan dipped her ink in it and scratched the tip of her brush on the inkstone. Her peach blossom eyes suddenly shone solemnly and seriously, and she held the brush in her right hand.
She clicked into the rice paper, and then her pen flew gracefully on the rice paper. At the same time, she was still composing poems on the spot, and her pen was so radiant that her calligraphy skills and strength made Wan Yunting standing next to her eyes light up.
"It's still snowy and frosty, but it's not very red..."
Wan Yunting read the poem written by Fan Shuyuan in his mouth, and combined with her wild cursive calligraphy, he wrote out the perseverance and unyielding artistic conception in the poem. As Fan Shuyuan mentioned the last stroke, the surrounding young talents and their families immediately
There was thunderous applause: "Good words, good poems..."