Everyone's attention is on Mr. Chen, he is a master of calligraphy, the price of his works is very high, and his character is as famous as his calligraphy, and he is very respected.

Mr. Chen started to write.

Brush calligraphy is different from hard-tipped calligraphy. In modern society, few people write brush calligraphy, and almost everyone writes hard-tipped calligraphy, so hard-tipped calligraphy is easy to practice, and brush calligraphy is difficult to practice.

It is required to have a calm mind, a broad mind, and practice hard for decades. When writing, the hands should not shake, and the strength should be controlled just right, and it can be retracted freely.

Calligraphy is a product of ancient society, and it is considered a rare species now.

Although Mr. Chen is old, the bottom of the book is solid. When writing, his hands are very steady and his strength is just right.

On the white paper, there are four large characters, written in cursive brush, which has a completely different charm of cursive script with hard pen.

This word is just like Chen Lao's personality, elegant and easy-going, with a round but clear frame.

Good word.

Good word.

As expected of a master of calligraphy, the characters written are pleasing to the eye, like a work of art.

"As expected of Mr. Chen, the level of calligraphy is at the level of a master, and we are far behind,"

In Meng Hong's eyes, Mr. Chen's calligraphy is rarely matched.

"Mr. Chen is amazing, the writing is so beautiful," Cheng Dao was an amateur, so he only read the outline.

Zhang Yuan said: "Good calligraphy, the overall structure is round, but it has a clear context. It can be seen that the bottom of Chen Lao's book is at least 30 years old."

Old Chen said, "That's right, Zhang Yuan, you can see very accurately, you have a good eye,"

Meng Hong was surprised, but Zhang Yuan did not expect that Zhang Yuan's research on calligraphy is quite advanced.

"Old Chen's level is here, anyone with a discerning eye can see it, but,"

Having said that, Zhang Yuan deliberately paused.

"Just what?" Old Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.

Meng Hong was taken aback, what did Zhang Yuan plan to say?

Dao Cheng was puzzled and looked at Zhang Yuan, but Zhang Yuan had a calm face and looked at Old Chen.

"But it's okay, we're meeting as friends today, I'll comment on your poems, you'll comment on my words, it's okay, just tell me, I'm all ears," Chen said.

Zhang Yuan said: "It's just that Chen Lao's handwriting has some shortcomings,"

"Ah? Zhang Yuan, you, this," Director Cheng was surprised. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuan began to question Mr. Chen. He is a master of calligraphy, a recognized master, how could his calligraphy have shortcomings.

Meng Hong said: "Zhang Yuan, you are not talking nonsense, why didn't I see it?"

Old Chen didn't deny it, which meant he admitted it.

Zhang Yuan was right.

"Yes, Zhang Yuan, you are right, then tell me, what are my shortcomings?" Chen Lao said, keeping his eyes on Zhang Yuan.

Cheng Dao and Meng Hong were taken aback. Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen would admit it voluntarily. Zhang Yuan's vision is too poisonous.

If you don't study the calligraphy in depth, you will definitely not be able to see it. They are all in the realm of Mr. Chen. Even if there are shortcomings, they are not something ordinary people can find.

Zhang Yuan said: "Your shortcoming is not in your words, but in your heart. You are a little impatient,"

These words shocked everyone.

Director Cheng didn't understand what was going on, and kept staring at Zhang Yuan, waiting for his answer.

Old Chen signaled Zhang Yuan to continue.

Zhang Yuan went on to say: "You want to improve the realm of calligraphy, but you are impatient. The more impatient you are, the more you can't ask for it."

"Calligraphy, pay attention to calmness and calmness, it will come naturally, and avoid impatience,"

This remark hit the point, Mr. Chen was speechless for a while, he could only sigh.

Cheng Dao was shocked, Zhang Yuan was really right.

This guy, yes, he can actually comment on Mr. Chen.

Meng Hong was surprised. She felt that she still underestimated Zhang Yuan. Just because Zhang Yuan saw Chen Lao's shortcomings at a glance, it was enough to show that Zhang Yuan had a deep knowledge of calligraphy.

abnormal.

Zhang Yuan said: "The true highest level of calligraphy should be to do whatever you want, the pen falls into the word, the clouds flow, everything is born naturally, like nature, not affected by the environment, not affected by the brush, even with a branch Write a beautiful word, as the saying goes, when the pen falls, the wind and rain startle, and the poem becomes weeping ghosts and gods."

These words shocked everyone.

Like a bolt from the blue, it awakened the dreamer.

Old Chen looked at Zhang Yuan, his eyes sparkled. He seemed to have realized something, as if the knot in his heart was untied immediately.

Zhang Yuan walked slowly to the table, raised his hand to hold a pen, his movements were casual, and his mind was calm, as simple as holding a pair of chopsticks.

He wrote casually: "When the pen falls, the wind and rain frighten, and the poem becomes weeping ghosts and gods."

Just write it down.

Handy.

The posture is still so natural, giving people a very peaceful feeling.

Looking at the writing again, it is graceful and elegant.

Soft pen running script.

The pen is as sharp as a knife, with a clear structure, a fierce start and a steady finish.

The strength is just right.

Quite like the style of an ancient calligraphy master, one stroke at a time, writing casually, without affecting the posture of the body at all, even if you have a bad pen in your hand, you can still write a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

This is the real master of calligraphy.

Not limited to the environment and external conditions, just focus on yourself, practice hard for decades, deeply practice the skills of those ten years, and finally reach the state of doing whatever you want, without a pen in your hand, but with a pen in your heart.

For a moment, everyone was too shocked to speak.

Zhang Yuan's realm of calligraphy is far ahead of Chen Lao.

When Mr. Chen was still researching which kind of brush was better for writing, Zhang Yuan had already reached the state where he could write good characters with anything.

The gap between these two is too big. In addition to hard training, there are also reasons for talent.

"Ugh,"

Old Chen sighed heavily, Zhang Yuan's operation can be described as enlightening.

Suddenly woke him up.

He stopped being impatient in an instant, because he understood that he still had a long way to go, and being impatient would not help, so he could only calm down and work hard slowly.

"When the pen falls, the wind and rain startle, and the poem becomes weeping ghosts and gods. Good poem, good poem, very domineering, your handwriting is more imposing and sharp." Chen Lao said.

Chapter 172 The biggest highlight of this year's Spring Festival Gala

Mr. Chen admired Zhang Yuan's calligraphy very much. His calligraphy is very charming, and he is relaxed and casual when writing, showing the demeanor of a master.

After Zhang Yuan's guidance, Mr. Chen only felt that his eyes suddenly became clear, and his understanding and comprehension of calligraphy had reached a new level.

"God, Zhang Yuan, you, you are so young, you have such a high level of calligraphy, how did you do it?" Meng Hong's face changed drastically in surprise.

She has really learned a lot today. A calligrapher in her twenties is probably rare in ancient times.

A genius, a peerless genius, this kind of person is just too talented, otherwise, if the development speed of a normal person is followed, in his twenties, it is impossible to reach the master realm.

"Actually, I didn't think it was too difficult, and I did it naturally," Zhang Yuan said lightly.

Meng Hong found it inconceivable that Zhang Yuan's comprehension of calligraphy was far behind that of Chen Lao. His words just now were full of philosophy.

At this moment, everyone discovered that Zhang Yuan was the master.

She, Meng Hong, is nothing in front of Zhang Yuan, she is far behind.

A person as powerful as Mr. Chen needs to be comprehended through Zhang Yuan's guidance, let alone other people.

"Oh, I really shouldn't show off in front of Zhang Yuan. Now that I think about it, it's too funny. I was self-righteous just now, and I was proud of my calligraphy with hard pens. I guess Zhang Yuan has laughed at me countless times in his heart. Hehe, I This jumping clown,"

Meng Hong regretted her actions at the beginning, felt ashamed, and felt ashamed. In front of Zhang Yuan, she was nothing.

A king, a bronze, the difference is too far.

"Zhang Yuan, you can do it, you, I used to underestimate you too much, I said you are too serious, you hide too deeply, if it weren't for today's gathering, I wouldn't know that you are still a master of calligraphy,"

Director Cheng said.

He is very happy to have a calligrapher like Zhang Yuan as his friend.

It is said that since I met Zhang Yuan, I have always been pleasantly surprised. Zhang Yuan's talent is simply dazzling.

What kind of an excellent family can cultivate such an excellent child as Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "Calligraphy is just my hobby. Besides, it's nothing to show off. It's better to keep a low profile."

Mr. Chen is very satisfied with Zhang Yuan's personal qualities, he is talented, mature and stable, and not proud.

This is very commendable.

This good quality will help Zhang Yuan go further.

"Zhang Yuan, you helped me a lot today. You made me feel enlightened after a few words. Thank you. Although I regret that you didn't join the Calligraphy Association, it doesn't matter. We will be friends in the future. Let's talk more when you have time." Old Chen said.

Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "Mr. Chen is too much, it is my good fortune to be your friend."

Everyone chatted happily and ate very well. Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the whole country is filled with a strong sense of the New Year. Many people have returned to their hometowns to celebrate the New Year, so the streets of big cities are suddenly not so crowded.

After the party, Zhang Yuan returned to the hotel, packed his things, and returned to the Shanghai stock market with Xiang Zhen.

Then immediately uploaded on qq music where did the time go.

The National TV Spring Festival Gala is still being rebroadcasted continuously. On the Internet, the number of broadcasts of the National TV Spring Festival Gala has skyrocketed, reaching nearly [-] billion.

It can be seen that people's attention and expectations for the Spring Festival Gala are very high.

On the Internet, discussions about the Spring Festival Gala are going on fiercely. Everyone expresses their opinions on which program is good and which program is not good.

On Weibo, there are many topics about the Spring Festival Gala, and most of them are ranked in the top ten.

Among them, the topic of "the best programs to watch in the Spring Festival Gala" ranks the highest, and has been ranked No.3 recently.

The number of readings exceeds 20 million, and the number of discussions is nearly [-].

"Oh, why do you feel that the Spring Festival Gala is becoming more and more boring?"

"Yeah, I think so too. I thought the Spring Festival Gala was very interesting when I was a child, but now I don't like it at all,"

"Actually, it's not that the Spring Festival Gala itself is not good-looking. It's just that we have grown up, so we have to face a cruel society. Our minds are no longer on the Spring Festival Gala, but on making money,"

"When I was young, I had no entertainment. At most, I just watched TV. Now, we still have mobile phones. We can watch things that cannot be watched on TV, but on mobile phones."

"I think this year's skit is pretty good. It's very beautiful. I suggest you read it a few more times. It will make your stomach hurt from laughing."

"I still like Zhang Yuan's show, and the song Where Did Time Go is so nice."

"I am a die-hard fan of Zhang Yuan, and I strongly recommend Zhang Yuan's new song to everyone,"

"This song has made many people cry. It is so touching. The ordinary lyrics and simple melody make the song full of warmth,"

"I think the whole gala, where does Zhang Yuan's time go is the best program to watch, and it is also the biggest highlight of this year's Spring Festival gala,"

"That night, my family and I were sitting together watching TV. When my parents saw this video, they were moved to tears on the spot."

There are countless hot topics and news on the Internet, and in the hearts of every viewer, there is a standard for evaluating the Spring Festival Gala.

And in QQ Music, Zhang Yuan's new song became popular.

One day after its release, Where Does Time Go? Its downloads exceeded 2000 million.

The number of song comments exceeds 20.

"Good song, really good, this is good music with connotation,"

"Zhang Yuan's pace of development is too fast, he's already on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala,"

"In the Spring Festival Gala, I think this song is the best, and the others are boring,"

"When we looked back, we realized that our parents were really old and where the time had gone. They were worried about us."

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