"Sister Luo Tang, Vice President Liang and the others are admiring the calligraphy paintings of several talented people in the pavilion, why don't we go and have a look too."
Huangfu Hongfang straightened up and smiled at Gu Luotang.
In the huge pavilion in the center of the man-made lake, a group of people were gathering. Liang Hongda and several literary association bosses were admiring the calligraphy paintings of a group of young people from the literary association.
After all, the annual Mid-Autumn Festival Party, apart from the so-called lantern riddles and partying with drinks and chats, the only biggest feature is to appreciate the paintings of other masters, perhaps the younger generation of the literary association, hanging in the pavilion for everyone to appreciate, and to give gifts to the masters
Guidance.
Gu Luotang frowned. She hesitated and looked at her phone from time to time. It was almost ten o'clock and she still didn't wait for Wan Yunting to come. She felt a little disappointed...
"Sister Luo Tang?"
Seeing that she was in a trance, Huangfu Hongfang called out, and Gu Luotang finally reacted, nodded slightly in response, and then followed Huangfu Hongfang, Gao Mingxu and the others towards the pavilion in the lake...
"It's true that a talented man matches a beautiful woman. Huangfu Hongfang and the talented Gu Luotang are truly a match made in heaven!"
"Yes, it makes people envious and jealous..."
The other young men and women around saw the elegant Huangfu Hongfang walking with the beautiful and elegant Gu Luotang, making everyone admire and sigh...
"Yes, yes, Xiao Sun, did you paint this picture of a house filled with wealth and honor?"
At this time, Liang Hongda and several big guys from the literary association were looking at the masterpieces of a young man named Sun from the association. They nodded in praise and commented: "This year's meticulous painting of "Full of Riches and Nobles" is better than your painting last year.
The paintings have improved a lot.”
"Yes, the overall concept is very good, and the strokes are neat. This lychee is very three-dimensional and full, and the color gradation is also very good. It is a good painting..." Another boss named Wang also echoed the comment.
"Thank you Vice President Liang and Master Wang for your comments..."
The young man named Sun was very excited and was recognized by Liang Hongda and others.
"Who wrote this regular script?"
Liang Hongda and the others continued to look at the next piece of calligraphy. Suddenly a young man raised his hand and said that it was written by him. But Liang Hongda and the others shook their heads and said: "Your regular script is not good at writing, especially this stroke. You still have strength, and you haven't practiced the basic skills yet."
Okay, you go back and practice more."
"Okay, thank you, Vice President Liang..."
Liang Hongda and the others nodded and continued to comment on the next calligraphy and painting written by the younger generation...
"Everyone is very active this year and has produced many calligraphy and painting works. Sister Luo Tang, what do you think of this wind-high-light painting?"
Huangfu Hongfang, who walked in with Gu Luotang and Qi Miaomiao, immediately pointed to a painting and asked.
"Well, very good..."
The absent-minded Gu Luotang said without any hesitation.
Huangfu Hongfang, who noticed this, was a little confused about what happened to Gu Luotang tonight and why he was so uninterested, so he asked: "Sister Luotang, are you feeling unwell?"
"No."
Gu Luotang shook his head slightly, and Qi Miaomiao next to him smiled. How could he not know that senior sister was thinking about Wan Yunting...
"President Fang is here..."
At this time, someone shouted loudly. Huangfu Hongfang, Gu Luotang, and Liang Hongda, who was commenting on the calligraphy and painting of younger generations, turned around one after another. They saw several men in gray Tang suits walking over, talking and laughing.
, everyone around saluted, "President Fang..."
"Okay, okay, everyone is here..."
Fang Guowen was smiling all over his face. He was in a very good mood tonight. One was because of Han Anhong's death, and the other was because Wan Yunting was already on the way!
"Uncle Fang, Mr. Hu..."
Huangfu Hongfang immediately went up to him and greeted Fang Guowen politely and the other man beside him.
This person is Hu Tianchi, the president of the Dongshi Literary Association. He is considered a representative figure of the modern Lingnan School of Painting and belongs to the master level. He was specially invited by Fang Guowen to attend this party.
Moreover, this Hu Tianchi is also very accomplished in calligraphy, and his favorite is the thin gold style!
Hu Tianchi heard Fang Guowen say that he knew a young man who wrote thin gold style. His thin gold style was comparable to that of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty. This aroused Hu Tianchi's interest, so he came over tonight to see if he was really like Fang.
Guowen said it so well...
"President Fang..."
Gu Luotang and Qi Miaomiao also bowed slightly, Fang Guowen nodded and said with a smile: "Hongfang and Luo Tang are here, okay, Brother Hu, let me introduce to you, these two are the leading talents of the younger generation in our Huadu."
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"Um."
Hu Tianchi, who had a goatee, nodded, pointed at Gu Luotang and said with a smile: "Last time I was feeling unwell, so I went to see Gu Luotang, and it turned out that his granddaughter showed it to me. Later I found out that she was a talented woman from your literary association.
Gu Luotang.”
"As for this talented man, he must be Mr. Huangfu's grandson, right?"
"Yes, President Hu."
Huangfu Hongfang nodded, smiled, and said to Hu Tianchi respectfully: "I have always liked your paintings, especially the painting Jiangshan Yongtai that participated in the national calligraphy and painting competition. It is magnificent and the pinnacle. It is a masterpiece for our descendants."
a role model.”
"yes…"
Immediately, young people like Gao Jiaxu agreed.
"That's all in the past."
Hu Tianchi smiled and waved his hands.
"Hongfang, didn't you paint a masterpiece and want to comment on it for Master Hu?
Take it out quickly and let everyone see it."
Liang Hongda and the others came over.
"good."
Huangfu Hongfang nodded, took the wooden box from Gao Jiaxu, opened it, and took out a scroll. Judging from the paper material, it was not affordable for ordinary people.
"Mr. Hu, I hope you can give me a review."
Together, Huangfu Hongfang and Gao Mingxu opened the landscape paintings they painted and hung them in front of everyone for everyone to appreciate and teach.
This is a masterpiece of landscapes from the East. It is large in size and the overall style is very grand. Fang Guowen, Hu Tianchi, Liang Hongda and other literati and poets all nodded and said: "Not bad, not bad, the overall style is very grand."
"Especially this mountain highlights the majesty of our Chinese mountains and rivers, as well as the beautiful woods and overlapping seas of clouds. Your painting method is very good. Is it done with overlapping brushwork?"
"Yes."
Huangfu Hongfang nodded and said with a modest smile: "This painting is based on your painting of Jiangshan Yongtai. It borrowed many places and made Mr. Hu laugh."
"no no…"
Hu Tianchi shook his head and said with a smile: "This painting of yours is very good, especially the overlapping painting method, which is already better than mine."
"It's really better than the blue."
Fang Guowen laughed.
"Yes, he is indeed the grandson of the first painter of our Lingnan School of Painting, Hong Fang. Your painting of Purple Air Coming from the East is no worse than your grandfather."
Liang Hongda took the opportunity to compliment Huangfu Hongfang, which made him humbly shake his head and smile: "Uncle Liang flatters me. The gap between me and my grandfather is still far away."
“It’s already pretty good.”
Hu Tianchi smiled. Although this young man's paintings are very good and he is considered a leader among the younger generation, he is not that top-notch existence. As for comparing with his grandfather Huangfu Xueyi, Huangfu Hongfang is still far behind.
After more than ten years of hard work, it might be possible.
"Thank you Mr. Hu, Uncle Fang and Uncle Liang for your comments. I will work harder and produce better works in the future."
Huangfu Hongfang saluted and thanked the big names in the literary world present without being humble or overbearing.
Fang Guowen waved his hand and immediately asked Gu Luotang: "Luo Tang, didn't you bring any works this year?"
Gu Luotang shook his head slightly, "I've been a little busy lately, so I haven't had time to come up with my work."
"fine."
Fang Guowen said with a smile: "When I have new works, I will show them out for everyone to appreciate and comment on."
"good."
Gu Luotang nodded absently in response.
At this time Liang Hongda said again: "Hongfang, don't you have any calligraphy works?"