Huangfu Hongfang nodded and took out another piece from the box. Before he could make a framed scroll, he said, "I know Mr. Hu also loves to study thin gold calligraphy, so I temporarily wrote a piece of thin gold calligraphy in the afternoon.
I hope Uncle Fang and Mr. Hu can give me some advice."
"Oh, show us quickly..."
Fang Guowen and Hu Tianchi came to show interest.
Huangfu Hongfang and Gao Jiaxu opened the thin gold calligraphy work he wrote together. Liang Hongda and the masters from other associations also gathered around to watch. There was even a circle of people outside. Unfortunately, there were too many people and they couldn't squeeze in to enjoy it.
Huangfu Hongfang's calligraphy works.
"Not bad…"
Looking at this thin gold calligraphy work, Fang Guowen nodded and praised: "I heard that you recently went to the capital to study calligraphy with Mr. Yuan, and you have made great progress."
Looking at Huangfu Hongfang's thin gold-style calligraphy, Hu Tianchi showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but he still nodded and said with a smile: "The overall look is very good, the shape is long and slender, and the strokes are powerful. You can see that the basic skills are very solid."
…”
"Well, the only shortcoming is that the sword edge of the thin gold body is not written out!"
However, unlike Hu Tianchi, Fang Guowen, who gave Huangfu Xueyi face, sharply commented on the shortcomings of Huangfu Hongfang's thin gold calligraphy, "Although the form has been written, the real essence of the thin gold calligraphy is still in
The thin bones are still there, and the sharp edge is exposed. Not only must the writing be crisp and clear, but also there must be courage in it.”
"But your thin gold body work is good overall, but it still has shortcomings, so Hongfang, you still have to work hard."
"Uncle Fang commented that I do still have a lot of shortcomings."
Huangfu Hong responded with a smile. Although he looked like he was being taught, he was arrogant in his heart and did not disdain Fang Guowen's comments at all.
"Lao Fang, I don't agree with you!"
At this time Liang Hongda stood up and pointed at Huangfu Hongfang's thin gold calligraphy: "After all, in the calligraphy world now, no one can really write the strength and sword spirit of the thin gold style. Hongfang can do it."
By writing Shoujinti to this level, you have surpassed many people, haven't you?"
"Well, I think it's good too..."
The masters from Liang Hongda's group nodded in agreement.
The Huadu Literary Association actually had internal discord and was divided into two factions: Fang Guowen and Liang Hongda. In fact, this was no secret.
"Who said no!"
However, Fang Guowen glanced at Liang Hongda and said: "I know a young man who can write in thin gold style that is comparable to the reincarnation of Song Huizong!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone around Gu Luotang, Huangfu Hongfang and others were stunned. They looked at Fang Guowen in confusion, wondering who the young man he was talking about was!
"Senior sister, is there anyone who writes Slim Gold Style that is better than Dr. Wan's?"
Qi Miaomiao, who was standing next to her, turned her head and whispered to Gu Luotang.
Gu Luotang was also confused, but she didn't know that the young man Fang Guowen talked about was exactly the man in her heart!
"Haha, Lao Fang, are you exaggerating?
It is comparable to the reincarnation of Song Huizong..."
Liang Hongda, who naturally didn't believe it, glanced at Fang Guowen and said with a smile: "Please take out his works and let us all appreciate them and see if they are really as good as you brag."
Others around looked at each other and chuckled. After all, looking at the entire Lingnan Province calligraphy and literary world, there are countless enthusiasts who study thin gold calligraphy, and the top few among them are basically here.
Fang Guowen, Hu Tianchi, and the younger generation include Gu Luotang and Huangfu Hongfang. These are all enthusiasts who have studied Slim Gold Style, and everyone has read their works on Slim Gold Style. Their level is indeed better than others.
, but it is still far from reaching the level of a god comparable to the reincarnation of Song Huizong.
"I didn't bring his work!"
Seeing that Liang Hongda and the others didn't believe it, Fang Guowen said, "But don't worry, I have invited him to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival Party. He is on the way and should arrive soon."
"real or fake?
?”
The people around were shocked. Looking at what Fang Guowen said, it didn't seem to be false.
This also made Gu Luotang and Qi Miaomiao curious, wondering who Fang Guowen was talking about.
Huangfu Hongfang was also curious. After all, Fang Guowen praised others so much, which made him feel very disdainful. He also wanted to see who Fang Guowen was, worthy of Fang Guowen's praise in public.
At the same time, outside Fuyuan Tea House, I saw Wan Yunting getting out of a car on the side of the road...
He was drinking with his second brother and the others at home just now, and had already forgotten about tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival party. If Fang Guowen hadn't called him specifically to remind him, Wan Yunting wouldn't even have planned to come.
After all, he was not a member of their literary association, let alone a literati, but when he thought about Fang Guowen and Gu Luotang's invitation, Wan Yunting hurried over to join in the fun and see how these literati were doing.
For play.
Tonight's Fuyuan Tea House is open to the public, so there are so many young ladies and brothers in ancient Hanfu coming to join in the fun. However, the usual Fuyuan Tea House is only for literati to come in to drink tea and discuss Taoism.
.
"Who is this person! Why isn't he wearing Hanfu?"
"I don't know, it should be a staff member of the tea house..."
At this time, in the tea house, everyone was wearing ancient Han costumes and gathering in small groups. When they saw Wan Yunting, who was wearing a black sports and casual outfit, walking in, he was also confused when he saw this scene.
Looking at it, I didn’t know that if I came to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival Party tonight, I would have to wear ancient Hanfu.
“Is this how all today’s literati behave?”
Wan Yunting looked around at the people around him. He usually found it strange to see Gu Luotang and Qi Miaomiao wearing ancient Hanfu. Now seeing everyone here wearing this, he seemed to stand out from the crowd, attracting countless people around to look at him.
.
Wan Yunting, who was interested, walked around for a while before coming to the artificial lake behind the tea house. He saw a group of young ladies wearing ancient Hanfu and long skirts setting off lotus lanterns and Kongming lanterns in the lake, and some were also doing lantern riddles.
, as if walking into ancient times, which made Wan Yunting feel very special...
"Sister, look, does that look like Dr. Wan?"
In the pavilion in the lake, Gu Luotang, who was admiring other people's works with Fang Guowen, Hu Tianchi, Huangfu Hongfang and Liang Hongda, Qi Miaomiao saw from a distance a man dressed in normal clothes, who stood out from everyone around him.
A contrasting figure appeared and he was immediately recognized as Wan Yunting.
"Brother Yunting..."
Seeing that he was really a man, Gu Luotang's originally depressed expression suddenly showed a happy smile, and he was even more excited inside. He held up his long skirt and ran directly towards Wan Yunting, ignoring Huangfu Hongfang next to him...
At this time, Huangfu Hongfang was stunned. He, Gao Jiaxu and the others turned around and saw Gu Luotang running towards a man who was not wearing ancient Han clothes, attracting countless people around him to look at him and wonder, "Who is that man?"
"I don't know. Look at the talented girl Luo Tang. She ran to greet him and smiled so happily. Could he be the talented girl Luo Tang's boyfriend?"
"Impossible, how can the talented girl Luo Tang's boyfriend be an ordinary person!"
The people around him pointed and started talking, which made Huangfu Hongfang raise his eyebrows. He didn't understand why Gu Luotang, who was usually gentle and quiet, showed such an abnormal joy and ran towards a man.
Who is this person!
"Brother Yunting, you are here..."
Gu Luotang trotted over, his pretty face couldn't hide the joy in his heart, and his eyes were full of Wan Yunting.
"Yeah, I'm late."
Wan Yunting smiled a little embarrassedly.
"No, I'd be very happy if you could come."
Gu Luotang's pretty face was slightly red. Although these words made her feel shy, but for some reason, she just couldn't suppress her admiration for Wan Yunting...
"Xiao Wan, why did you come just now..."
Fang Guowen, who was in the pavilion, turned around and saw Wan Yunting, and walked quickly towards him happily...