Chapter 297: Comparing people with people, people are mad
Chapter 297: Comparing people with others is so annoying
"Swings inside the wall and a road outside the wall."
Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful women inside the wall smile.
The laughter gradually fades away and becomes quieter, and the passionate people are annoyed by the ruthlessness."
Gu Luotang, who was standing next to Wan Yunting on the right side, slowly finished reading Su Shi's "Die Lian Hua". Then Wan Yunting also stopped writing and looked at his thin gold calligraphy with great satisfaction. Maybe tonight
I drank some wine with my second brother and was still feeling drunk.
Therefore, his thin gold calligraphy shows a free and easy, sharp and heroic sword spirit compared to when he usually writes prescriptions.
"Good words, really good words..."
Fang Guowen and Hu Tianchi, standing on the left side of Wan Yunting, looked at his thin gold calligraphy and applauded without hesitation. The other masters around him couldn't help but nod in praise.
After all, there are all literati present, and even those who don't know calligraphy can feel a kingly demeanor when they see Wan Yunting's thin gold calligraphy.
"Everyone, how are you?"
Fang Guowen looked back at Liang Hongda, Huangfu Hongfang, Gao Jiaxu and many other big figures from literary associations, and pointed at the thin gold calligraphy waiting for the ink to dry on the table, "Old Liang, Old Wang, do you have anything to say?
Would you like to comment on Xiao Wan’s calligraphy?”
These words were obviously aimed at Liang Hongda and the others. They looked at each other in confusion. Master Wang immediately shook his head in embarrassment and said, "I don't dare to comment. After all, we don't know much about thin gold calligraphy. It's better for you, President Fang and President Hu, to do it."
"Yes, this is the first time I've seen such a majestic and majestic style written in thin gold..."
For a moment, other calligraphers from the Huadu Literary Association nodded in agreement. It was not because of Fang Guowen's face that they were complimenting Wan Yunting, but because his thin gold calligraphy was indeed very good.
"Comparing it now, Huangfu Hongfang's Thin Gold Style seems to be a little thinner and has no momentum at all..."
"Shh, speak softer..."
Behind the crowd of onlookers, several young men and women murmured quietly, but these words reached Huangfu Hongfang's ears, like thorns piercing his proud heart.
Although he was very unconvinced, he had to say that Wan Yunting's thin gold-style calligraphy indeed conveyed the uprightness and majesty of a king.
And this was what Huangfu Hongfang was missing, which made his eyes darken when he looked at Wan Yunting. He didn't expect that such a character would appear in Huadu. Not only did Fang Guowen and the others appreciate him, but the most important thing was that he was the girl he liked.
, all eyes are filled with this guy.
As a recognized talent in the Huadu Literary Association, now seeing a person of the same age as himself who can write such good calligraphy, how could this make the arrogant Huangfu Hongfang convinced?
"The word is a good word, but if it is too sharp, it may not be a good thing!"
Liang Hongda glanced at the words on the table, and perhaps because he couldn't see Fang Guo's mastery of writing, he said something strangely, "Just like being a human being, if you act too sharply, you will only attract misfortune.
And when we write calligraphy, our characters should be round and straight, and should be restrained and subtle, so this is what we should learn from!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone around them became quiet. They looked at Wan Yunting next to Gu Luotang and Fang Guowen with various eyes. He smiled when he heard this. He didn't know who Liang Hongda was.
"That's right, we Chinese should be more reserved and restrained in our dealings with others."
Master Wang, who is from Liang Hongda's school, hangs his big hand over there, the thin gold calligraphy written by Huangfu Hongfang, "I think the thin gold calligraphy written by Hongfang is more in line with our aesthetics, and the momentum of his writing
, but there are hidden peaks instead of sharp edges, so I prefer Hongfang’s thin gold body!”
"Yeah, I also think the thin gold style written by Hong Fang is more enjoyable to watch..."
For a time, many people around him also agreed with Liang Hongda and Master Wang, praising Huangfu Hongfang's thin gold calligraphy as better than Wan Yunting's.
Gu Luotang frowned slightly. He didn't expect Vice President Liang to compare the thin gold style written by Wan Yunting with the thin gold style written by Huangfu Hongfang!
"Who wrote that thin gold painting?"
Wan Yunting didn't know Huangfu Hongfang, so he curiously said to Gu Luotang.
"it's him!"
Qi Miaomiao pointed at Huangfu Hongfang, who was standing next to him, dressed in white robes and elegant. Wan Yunting let out an ooh, smiled and said nothing.
Although this man looks gentle and polite, Wan Yunting's intuition tells him that this Huangfu Hongfang is quite powerful!
"Let me tell you, Lao Wang, you are a running script writer, do you understand the true essence of Shou Jin Ti?"
Seeing that Liang Hongda and the others actually said that Wan Yunting's Thin Gold Body was not as good as Huangfu Hongfang's, Fang Guowen laughed angrily and said: "I'm not saying that Hongfang's writing is not good, but his is comparable to Xiao Wan's Thin Gold Body.
Compared to that, it still lacks the edge and momentum!"
"What you mean is that Hongfang is not as good as him!"
Liang Hongda pointed at Wan Yunting, and Fang Guo Wenqing laughed.
This made everyone around him look at Fang Guowen, knowing that Liang Hongda was trying to sow discord between him and the Huangfu family!
After all, Huangfu Hongfang's grandfather, Huangfu Xueyi, was also the president of the Huadu Literary Association of the previous generation. Even if Huangfu Hongfang's calligraphy was a mess, everyone would give his grandfather face and say that his calligraphy was good.
But now that Fang Guowen has admitted that his thin golden body is not as good as Wan Yunting's, this thoughtful person will naturally have another idea!
"Old Liang, you are making things out of nothing!"
Fang Guowen glanced at him and snorted, knowing what the old boy Liang Hongda was thinking.
"Okay, two presidents..."
At this time, Huangfu Hongfang stood up and quickly stopped Fang Guowen and Liang Hongda. He smiled generously and said: "The thin gold style I wrote is indeed not as artistic as what Mr. Wan wrote, so I am willing to be inferior and deeply admired.
!”
As soon as these words came out, everyone present changed the direction. Everyone felt that Huangfu Hongfang was really brave. Even if he was not as good as others, he still admitted it generously. Moreover, he saluted Wan Yunting and said with a smile: "Mr. Wan, I hope that in the future
If I have a chance, I can ask you for advice on thin gold calligraphy."
Facing this polite young man, Wan Yunting smiled and nodded, thinking that Huangfu Hongfang's palace was quite deep!
Now that he had said that, Liang Hongda and the others naturally stopped arguing with Fang Guowen on this issue and turned around and walked out.
"What a good word."
Hu Tianchi on the side couldn't wait to pick up the poem "Die Lian Hua" written by Wan Yunting. His eyes were full of love and he said excitedly: "This is the thin gold style I have seen, which can write the kingly style like Huizong of Song Dynasty."
"How about it, Lao Hu, I didn't lie to you."
Fang Guowen laughed.
The people who stayed behind were all calligraphers who had a special liking for thin gold calligraphy, and they all praised it one after another.
Even Huangfu Hongfang and Gao Jiaxu stayed and asked Wan Yunting: "Mr. Wan, how long have you been practicing thin gold calligraphy?"
"How long..."
Wan Yunting thought for a moment, then smiled at everyone and said, "About two or three years."
"What, two or three years..."
Everyone in Hu Tianchi was stunned and looked at him in disbelief. Wan Yunting shrugged, nodded and smiled: "Yes, I learned it in prison."
Anyone who knows him knows that he was released from prison last month.
"It's really, really a genius."
Hu Tianchi and the others reacted in amazement and admiration. After all, they had spent more than ten years, or even decades, still unable to write out the essence of the Slender Gold Body.
But Wan Yunting is good. After only two or three years of learning, he was able to write a kingly style with a thin golden body comparable to that of Song Huizong. How could this not make this group of literati and calligraphers sigh with emotion and admire his talent...
Even Huangfu Hongfang felt sad. He had practiced traditional Chinese painting and calligraphy with his grandfather since he was a child. He even practiced Slim Gold Style under Mr. Yuan in the capital for several years before he achieved such results.
But when compared to Wan Yunting in front of him, he seemed to be a useless person.
It's really annoying to compare people with others...