It took eight years to debut

The old man in kimono stood next to the old man who was writing, watching from a close distance, while the middle-aged man stood not far behind with a respectful expression, as if he was not qualified to stand in front of him.

The thin old man waved his arms in his hand, and the brush was like a dragon snake on the paper, one after another, the incomparably chic cursive script appeared one after another. It seemed that the paper was not a calligraphy font, but a dragon snake dancing wildly. Most people would not recognize it at all. I don't know what the word is, but I can also feel the crazy and rhythmic artistic conception contained in it.

Obviously, this old man is a master of cursive calligraphy.

His arms were shaking, full of vigor, cursive fonts appeared one after another, and he put down the brush after filling the whole paper. The whole person was full of a sense of freedom and arrogance, and a smile appeared on his face.

The old man in the kimono next to him clapped his hands lightly and praised, "Mr. Han is worthy of being the number one master of cursive script in China. This work will definitely cause everyone to snatch it up."

The thin old man's name is Han Zhao, who is known as the first cursive calligraphy master. In his early years, he was a professor of the Shuimu Chinese Department. He learned from a certain cursive script master. He is very talented. He is one of the leading figures in the domestic calligraphy field in China, a real master of cursive script, not those bragging cursive calligraphy masters on the Internet.Li Xiyan's qualifications and seniority are a little higher than Li Xiyan's, and he is on an equal footing with Lin Xizhan.

The old man in kimono is exactly what Wen Cangjian mentioned. Mingze Jibu, one of the three major literary schools in the island country, is good at writing poems and calligraphy, as well as Chinese painting, and is also proficient in rhythm. He can handle several folk instruments in the island country. One of the most versatile figures in island literature today.

Mingze Jibu and Han Zhao knew each other decades ago. Back then, Mingze Jibu also came to Huaxia Jingda and Shuimu two top universities to study for a period of time. He became good friends with Han Zhao and kept in touch for many years, so he came to the capital. After that, he lived in Han Zhao's house.

Han Zhao nodded in satisfaction after hearing Mingze's quick compliment, and said with a smile, "I'm old, I'm not as arrogant as I was when I was young."

Cursive script, if you want to write more artistic conception and taste, it is indeed more artistic conception when you write when you are young and arrogant.

However, Han Zhao's cursive script is more sophisticated at first, and there is sophistication in the arrogance, just like the growth process of a person, it is highly sought after by the calligraphy circle, and many calligraphy lovers and collectors in the market are paying a lot of money to buy it. The price of one character of his works has reached tens of thousands, making him one of the most valuable calligraphers alive today.

The middle-aged man behind said: "The teacher's cursive calligraphy works have been listed as one of the library collections by Beijing University and Mizuki University, and the National Museum has also been included in the collection, and it is called one of the contemporary cultural treasures."

Among the contemporary Chinese masters who are still alive, there are only a handful of people who have achieved such achievements!

Mingze laughed quickly and said, "Hahaha, I will definitely cherish the two works Mr. Han gave me and treat them as family heirlooms in our family."

Han Zhao said with a smile: "Mr. Mingze is too famous. If you want to say that the most valuable work is still Wang Qian. One of his works has been hyped to 500 million in the market. The National Museum is also planning to collect his works." Works, he has such an achievement at this age, it can be said to be No.1 in the contemporary era."

In Han Zhao's words, he recognized and admired Wang Qian very much.

He has also watched all of Wang Qian's live broadcasts, and even quietly went to Zhejiang University and Double Star. He has seen Wang Qian's handwriting and works, so he naturally knows Wang Qian's strength and talent, which can be called a monster.

After listening to Han Zhao's words, Mingze shook his head and said, "I don't think so. Mr. Han, you are the No. Work. How many years did you spend? I remember that when you became a master of cursive script, you were over 1 years old! I only touched the threshold of calligraphy master three years ago, and I was already 50 years old. Do you really think that Wang Qian is only 70 years old, Can you create calligraphy fonts like Thin Gold Body? Become the only contemporary calligraphy master?"

"Also, each of the works he wrote requires profound life experience. There are also pure feminine and graceful poems like Zuihuayin and Yijianmei. How can he, a big man, write so profoundly and delicately?"

Han Zhao came to the mahogany chair in two steps and sat down. He picked up the tea prepared beside him, took a sip, then raised his head to glance at Mingze and asked lightly, "So, Mr. Mingze, do you want say what?"

Mingze hurriedly said with a little seriousness: "I think this is a game, a game where many people create and create momentum for Wang Qian, and the official may be over. What do you think?"

Han Zhao glanced at Mingze and asked, "We are not good at poetry, so let's not talk about it for now. Let's talk about calligraphy. Then, who do you think is capable of creating calligraphy like Thin Gold and become a master?" Who is so magnanimous to give up the title of such a generation of masters to Wang Qian?"

"Back then, I entered the threshold of a master. I myself was as arrogant as the cursive calligraphy I wrote. I wanted to surpass the predecessors, create my own calligraphy fonts, and achieve the status of No.1 calligraphy master for hundreds of years. However, I Up to now, it has taken more than 20 or [-] years, but there is no clue."

"I also understand why there are only so few masters of calligraphy for thousands of years? That is really Wenqu Xingxia."

Mingze stepped silently for a while, and then continued: "Then, what if there is an official force behind it?"

Han Zhao asked back, "For what? Why was Wang Qian selected?"

Mingze stepped forward and said loudly: "In order to create a grassroots myth that the whole people pay attention to, and to overwhelm the Chinese cultural heritage of our island country..."

Han Zhao smiled, shook his head and said, "Mingze hurriedly, you are thinking too much. We Huaxia itself have always suppressed the Chinese culture of your island country! You have been learning from us and will always be just students."

Mingze was silent for the first time, but there was a look of refusal to admit defeat in his eyes.

The middle-aged man also said softly: "Mr. Mingze, in addition to giving lectures at Central Music and Beijing University, Wang Qian will also come to give lectures at Mizuki in Beijing this time. You have ample opportunities to find out the truth. And, according to me As we all know, Mr. Wen Cangjian, one of the three major Wenzongs, came from your island country to visit Wang Qian today."

"Together, there is also Mr. Lin Xizhan from Hong Kong Island."

The middle-aged man only mentioned Wen Cangjian and Lin Xizhan, because in his and Han Zhao's opinion, only these two people were qualified to mention it.

Others, not even Li Xiyan are qualified.

After all, Li Xiyan is not a pure literati, but a musician and a calligrapher. At the same time, he has only recently become a new master of calligraphy, and he is still a student of Wang Qian, and has become a new master of thin gold calligraphy.

At the same time, Li Xiyan is one of the vice presidents of the Beijing Calligraphy Association, but Han Zhao is the president of the Calligraphy Association, and is the only president, but there are several vice presidents.

Therefore, regardless of status, qualifications, or strength, Han Zhao never put Li Xiyan in his eyes.

Only Wen Cangjian, one of the three major literary sects in the island country, and Lin Xizhan, the first running script in the south, are qualified to be compared with Han Zhao.

Han Zhao said softly, "Wen Cangjian's calligraphy and traditional Chinese painting are both superb. Lin Xizhan's running script has reached the limit of a master. They are all dedicated to their studies. However, they are too eager to see Wang Qian..."

A trace of contempt flashed in Han Zhao's eyes.

No matter how popular Wang Qian is recently and how excellent his works are, in Han Zhao's view, he is just a junior with no background. How can he be qualified to let senior seniors like them visit?

Wen Cangjian and Lin Xizhan have surrendered their identities.

It should be Wang Qian who sent the greeting card to visit them.

Mingze shook his head quickly and said, "Wen Cangjian won't expose Wang Qian, Lin Xizhan's so-called first running script in the south is very watery... As far as I know, there are people who can't lose to Lin Xizhan in Nanyang and Baodao , the two old men of the Kong family and the Li family are low-key, but they are both very strong..."

When mentioning the Chinese national studies families in Baodao and Nanyang, Han Zhao smiled without saying a word, with a hint of arrogance still in his eyes.

Because, he is Han Zhao, he is a master of the cultural circle in the capital, he is a master of the cultural circle of the capital, and he has a natural sense of superiority when facing the masters of Chinese studies in other regions.

Even the man from the Kong family didn't pay attention to him.

Several people are chatting.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and then the door was pushed open.

A middle-aged man walked in with a young woman, looked at Han Zhao and Mingze, and said respectfully, "Mr. Han, Mr. Mingze. I just heard some news."

Seeing that the visitor was so anxious, Han Zhao took another sip from his teacup, and then asked, "What's the matter, so anxious? Don't be impatient at any time in your studies."

The middle-aged man said quickly: "I heard from a good friend of Beijing University that Mr. Lin Xizhan, Xue Zhenguo, Zhao Shuren, Wen Cangjian, and Li Xiyan left from Wang Qian. Jia Fuqing and Zhang Yue from the Northwest were also with him. , the news came from Zhang Yue and Jia Fuqing."

Han Zhao looked serious.

Mingze hurriedly asked expectantly: "Did Wang Qian lose when they met and competed with Wang Qian?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, and said seriously: "According to what Zhang Yue said, there was only one match between them this morning."

Only one?

Both Han Zhao and Mingze Jibu were full of curiosity.

From their point of view, Wen Cangjian and Lin Xizhan are both leading figures in their respective regions. If they visit Wang Qian at home, they must be unkind.

Therefore, there will be at least two sparring sessions.

What, only one game?

Mingze hurriedly asked happily: "Wang Qian lost the first game, so there will be no second game, right?"

The young woman behind the middle-aged man quickly said: "Of course not. It is said that Mr. Wen Cangjian and Professor Wang Qian discussed calligraphy and Chinese painting. Mr. Wen Cangjian used his accumulated inspiration for several years to create the most peak painting in his life. work."

Han Zhao said impatiently, "Yueling, just tell me what happened."

The young woman is Han Zhao's granddaughter, Han Yueling, who is currently studying as a doctoral student in the Shuimu Chinese Department. Hearing grandpa's impatience and seeing Mingze's eagerness, she immediately said: "Then, Professor Wang Qian also created a piece on the spot. A pair of traditional Chinese paintings, and a poem written in thin gold calligraphy on it, called Wanglushan Waterfall, the poem is written, the sun shines on the censer to produce purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river from afar, flying down three thousand feet, suspected to be like the Milky Way falling nine days! "

Hearing this poem, the eyes of everyone present lit up.

Everyone is a master and expert in the field of Chinese studies. Even if they can't write good ancient poems, their appreciation ability is absolutely top-notch. Naturally, they can tell at a glance that this poem is not ordinary, but an excellent poem. Landscape description poems are not inferior to the few landscape poems that have been handed down through the ages in textbooks.

The middle-aged man whispered: "As expected of Wang Qian, this poem is truly a masterpiece."

Han Zhao didn't comment, and asked again: "And then? Yueling, continue."

Mingze Jibu also had a serious face, and said softly: "Wen Cangjian's traditional Chinese painting and calligraphy can be said to be one of the best in the island country, but it is both calligraphy and painting in the island country."

Han Yueling smiled after hearing Mingze's quick steps, and then said: "Mr. Wen Cangjian, even if he is a master of calligraphy and painting, he has to bow in front of Professor Wang. Professor Wang has a picture of looking at the Lushan waterfall, plus this poem. There is also the final signature, which directly made Mr. Wen Cangjian admit defeat on the spot, and let Mr. Lin Xizhan leave without writing a word."

Mingze quickly stood up with a face full of disbelief, and asked, "Why? A painting, a poem, and an inscription. Why do you do this?"

Han Zhao was also full of curiosity and anticipation: "Keep talking!"

Han Yueling nodded and said, "I was not at the scene, and I have never seen Professor Wang's painting. However, according to Zhang Yue, that painting is the highest-quality Chinese painting he has ever seen. It is said to be a collection of Chinese paintings. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is several grades higher than Mr. Wen Cangjian's paintings, and Mr. Lin Xizhan gave the highest evaluation on the spot, saying that it is an extraordinary painting and a national treasure."

"This poem is also an excellent landscape poem, coupled with the calligraphy of the master of thin gold calligraphy, it is of extraordinary value."

"The reason why Mr. Lin Xizhan left without writing a single word was Professor Wang's final signature."

"Zhang Yue described that Professor Wang's final inscription mentioned Mr. Lin Xizhan, Mr. Wen Cangjian, and Professor Li Xiyan. However, the calligraphy font used is authentic running script calligraphy, and its level and artistic conception are still higher than Mr. Lin Xizhan's. , so Mr. Lin Xizhan has no way to write."

At this moment, Han Zhaodu stood up in shock, spilled most of the tea in the cup in his hand, and stared at his granddaughter Han Yueling with wide eyes.

Mingze Jibu shouted loudly: "This is impossible, this is impossible! This bragging is too fake..."

Chapter 590 China's first running script?No, there is also Wang Qian!

Beijing.

After Lin Xizhan, Xue Zhenguo, Zhao Shuren, Xue Man, and Yan Zixin returned to Xue Zhenguo's home, they couldn't help discussing.

Zhao Shuren is currently a senior professor of the Chinese Department of the University of Hong Kong. He is a key figure in southern Chinese studies. He has a name in every major literary institution in the south. Calligraphy associations, poetry associations, writers associations, etc. are well-known and well-informed.

However, at this time, Zhao Shuren was still shocked and battered. He sat on the chair and said, "I have also seen what a real genius is today. Professor Wang's painting can be said to be the condensed highest achievement of Chinese studies today. This painting is destined to be handed down through the ages, and it is inevitable to become a national treasure in the future! If I can bring it back to observe and study, my calligraphy and traditional Chinese painting can make great progress."

Xue Zhenguo also had some regrets on his face: "Unfortunately, that painting may not be seen in the future. The little girl of the Qin family took it away, so don't even think about taking it out again. I didn't expect that Professor Wang's Chinese painting realm is so high. Even more than those few Danqing masters in history. When I think about it now, it still feels like a dream."

Xue Zhenguo was born in the capital, and his family is also a family of Chinese studies with a long history. Each generation is a senior scholar of Chinese studies. Naturally, he is well-informed in the field of Chinese studies. For decades, top Chinese scholars have seen it, so he was even more shocked. .

Zhao Shuren said: "When Professor Wang comes to your Peking University to give lectures, can you invite him to make another painting on the spot? At that time, will your school have a chance to keep this painting?"

Xue Zhenguo thought for a while, then shook his head: "Difficult! No one dares to ask Professor Wang to do anything now. Moreover, even if he really made a painting, whether it can be kept or not is not up to us, but to him. .”

Zhao Shuren smiled and said: "Old Xue, you are a fan of the authorities! We don't need to do anything, just go to the theater. How many people in the capital are staring at Professor Wang now? Someone will speak up at that time. Do you think we will talk to Professor Wang today?" Can we hide what happened during the meeting? Maybe it has spread all over the capital by now."

Xue Zhenguo thought that Jia Fuqing and Zhang Yue were present at the time, nodded and said, "Maybe everyone already knows."

Zhang Yue knows a lot of people in the capital, and he is eager to integrate into the Beijing circle, so he will naturally get closer to everyone with news that everyone is interested in.

What happened today was so shocking, how could Zhang Yue keep his mouth shut?

Moreover, this is not something that needs to be kept secret.

Xue Man said excitedly: "Professor Wang is really unbelievable. His calligraphy in running script has reached such a level. It's really hard to imagine how he practiced it."

Before, Xue Man also practiced running script calligraphy, which was very rare at her age. But recently, under the influence of Wang Qian, she gave up running script and began to practice Wang Qian's thin gold body calligraphy.

I started practicing calligraphy at a young age, and it took me more than ten years to practice running script to enter the classroom. It is estimated that I will be able to touch the threshold of a master in another 20 years. This is already a top-notch talent.

But Wang Qian, not only created the well-recognized calligraphy of thin gold style, and became a master of a generation, but also practiced running script calligraphy to the peak of a master?

This is really, I can't understand, I can't figure it out.

"teacher?"

Yan Zixin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly looked at Lin Xizhan, and when he saw the teacher came back, he stood there quietly without speaking, with a calm expression, fearing that the teacher would be hit, he hurriedly yelled.

Lin Xizhan was still calm, with focused eyes, staring at the table, as if something on the table attracted him.

The others looked at Lin Xizhan with concern, and were also afraid that Lin Xizhan would be hit and his spirit would be frustrated.

After all, Lin Xizhan is the number one running script in the south, and Chinese painting is also his field of expertise. Although he can't reach the realm of Chinese painting masters, he is only one step away. In today's era, he is already among the top ranks.

And Wang Qian left Lin Xizhan a bit behind in running script, and Chinese painting far surpassed it. It is normal to be hit!

Moreover, when Lin Xizhan went to Wang Qian's place this time, he was just a passer-by the whole time, and he didn't make a move or communicate with Wang Qian. This is already a relatively weak behavior.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Yan Zixin and Zhao Shuren walked towards teacher Lin Xizhan at the same time.

At this time, Lin Xizhan suddenly moved his eyes, and then said seriously: "Paper, pen!"

Several people were stunned for a moment, and their worried expressions changed instantly. Everyone was an expert in the field of Chinese studies, and immediately thought of something.

Xue Man and Xue Zhenguo were the hosts, and the father and daughter went to the study immediately to take out the good pens, inks, papers and inkstones they had stored at home, and carefully spread them on the table.

Yan Zixin concentrated on polishing the ink.

Zhao Shuren held the brush in both hands and handed it to Lin Xizhan.

Lin Xizhan didn't speak, just took the brush, stared at the white paper with his eyes tightly, dipped the ink lightly, then swung his arm steadily on the white paper, the arm moved quickly, and one cursive script after another appeared on the white paper .

Xue Zhenguo, Yan Zixin, Zhao Shuren, and Xue Man all looked at the words written by Lin Xizhan seriously, and there was a hint of joy in everyone's eyes.

Because, Lin Xizhan's characters are different.

Lin Xizhan has been here for two days, and they have seen Lin Xizhan writing here more than once, and now Lin Xizhan's handwriting has improved slightly compared to what he wrote yesterday.

But at his level of a master, even a little bit of progress is a huge leap forward.

Every word has an inner charm.

That is the unique charm of Lin Xizhan, and his unique understanding of literature, multi-life, and multi-national studies, which he integrated into the font.

Every word has Lin Xizhan's own unique artistic conception.

This is the realm of a top calligrapher, separated from pure skills.