Peerless prodigal system

Chapter 813 The Most Special Bidding Task

Wu Liang said from the bottom of his heart that he thought that he really didn't put his heart into writing this picture, it was just for coping.

Seeing these three middle-aged uncles boasting for a while, Wu Liang felt that it was really unnecessary.

Of course, from Wu Liang's point of view, he did use less than half of his skills.

However, the three middle-aged uncles who didn't know were unhappy, and even wanted to pull Wu Liang to reason.

Especially the uncle who was a teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts was going to teach Wu Liang again.

"Young man, what do you know? You don't know anything. This is the version closest to Wang Xizhi's font. When I saw it for the first time, I thought it was written by Wang Xizhi himself. This proves that Wuliangshanren's Calligraphy attainment has reached a level beyond the reach of all of us, young man, you dare to despise this unscrupulous mountain person, this is too much!"

Hearing this, Wu Liang couldn't help laughing.

Contempt?

If it is really contempt, then I also despise myself, can you control it?

Besides, if Lao Tzu used a little care back then, the characters he wrote, let alone look like Wang Xizhi, would be Wang Xizhi's handwriting, exactly the same!

However, Wu Liang did not say on the spot that he was the author of this version of "Lanting Collection Preface".

Because he knew that even if he said it in person, the other party might not believe it.

At his age, he is really too young, with a handsome face, and he looks a little tender, so he doesn't look like a great calligrapher.

In the eyes of many people, if you are less than fifty years old, without long hair or braids, how dare you call yourself an old artist?

Anyway, Wu Liang looked like a movie star, but his appearance didn't have much to do with an old artist.

Wu Liang responded to the three middle-aged uncles: "Look, the author of this picture is too lazy to write the inscription. It is obvious that the inscription on the left is made up by another person, which proves that the author's attitude is perfunctory."

Wu Liang didn't mind saying that he had a bad attitude, it was indeed to deal with Song Qingyun.

He wanted to give an example to prove that this painting is really not that good.

However, different realms determine different horizons.

In the eyes of these three middle-aged uncles, the side characters of the inscription are just a small flaw, which will not affect the overall situation.

"Young man, you may not understand the concept of flaws that do not cover up flaws. Sometimes things that are too perfect are not favored, and often leaving a corner incomplete can highlight the beauty. Besides, the author of this painting is very skilled, and all three of us can see it." , As for the inscription margin, we can almost ignore it."

"Old Wang, forget it, forget it, don't talk about it anymore, he is so young, and he doesn't have a certain experience, so he won't understand it. Let's continue to appreciate it."

"Yeah, Old Wang, don't talk nonsense with him, I also think it's a piece of rotten wood, what are you doing with so much effort, come and appreciate the calligraphy."

Wu Liang had black lines on his face.

Nima, the author you admire is standing right in front of you, you don’t blame me if you don’t know him, and there’s no need to be so hurt!

However, the middle-aged uncle called Lao Wang, who is also the director of the Academic Affairs Office of the Academy of Fine Arts, insisted on pulling Wu Liang over to teach him the theory of calligraphy in person.

"Young man, look, every word is written freely, without any pause, this is skill!" The uncle surnamed Wang said with a serious expression.

"Actually, it's not that he doesn't want to stop, but to cope with it, write at the fastest speed, and of course he won't stop."

Wu Liangxin said, I don't know the words written by Lao Tzu himself?

"Huh? No! Young man, you misunderstood. It is obvious that the author is able to retract freely and have profound skills, so that he can complete it in one go. This is really not something that ordinary people can do!" said the uncle surnamed Wang.

"Oh." Wu Liang nodded. Does he have the deepest skill and the clearest mind, so does he need the other party to tell him?

To be honest, when I was writing this picture, I was really in a hurry, so I could have slowed down.

"Young man, if you look at this character again, there is a "horizontal" added to it compared to the other copied versions. The author did it on purpose. After adding this "horizontal", do you feel that the overall structure of this character is better? ? This is the difference and the finishing touch!"

The uncle surnamed Wang pointed to a certain word in "Lanting Collection Preface" and explained it to Wu Liang seriously.

Wu Liang helped his forehead helplessly.

In fact, the uncle surnamed Wang thought too much.

Wu Liang clearly remembered that the reason why he wrote an extra "horizontal" at that time was indeed due to his own mistake, not a deliberate mistake for the sake of the beautiful font structure.

In calligraphy, writing more strokes is not considered a mistake. Sometimes you can write more strokes to make the overall structure of the characters look more beautiful.

However, what Wu Liang thought at the beginning, he knew best in his heart, it was not for the beautiful structure of the font that Uncle Wang understood.

"You think too much, you really think too much, this is just the author's negligence, not intentional." Wu Liang pointed out directly.

He didn't want viewers to mistakenly think that this is the correct way of writing because of his negligence.

In fact, Wu Liang did not expect that the sloppy work that was casually perfunctory at the beginning would be regarded as a treasure later, and it would be auctioned.

When the uncle surnamed Wang heard what Wu Liang said, he still put on a serious face, insisted on his own point of view, and said very firmly: "No! You don't understand! This is because of the structure of the characters, deliberately making mistakes! "

"Okay, okay, as long as you are happy." Wu Liang didn't bother to continue arguing with the uncle.

Originally, he wanted to wake up the uncle, but now he understood that it was useless, the other party was too poisoned, so he couldn't wake him up.

It's like being a fan of a celebrity, once you're infatuated, no matter what you do, it's good and right.

Wu Liang shrugged helplessly. Unexpectedly, his fans were all uncles except for uncles, except for no girls.

It's time to go, it's useless to stay here.

Now that the other party has been deeply poisoned, Wu Liang no longer decides to continue persuading him.

This "Preface to the Lanting Collection" written by myself must be taken when the auction starts later.

Coming to the auction this time, it should be the most special bidding task if you want to win your own work.

Wu Liang was about to leave when he turned around and saw Song Qingyun, an old fellow.

I saw Song Qingyun squinting his old eyes and smiling at Wu Liang.

The smile was warm and kind, but Wu Liang really wanted to complain about this old thing.

Song Qingyun would actually put his handwriting up for auction, this is what he wanted to complain about.

"Master Wu, I was looking for you, and I found you. Hehe, Huang Jianbang is also looking for you, but I was one step ahead of you."

Song Qingyun was secretly happy, but he was happy because he had found Wu Liang earlier, and those who didn't know thought it was a treasure hunt.

Wu Liang nodded, but his face was a little serious.

"I said Lao Song, what did you do? Without my consent, you put my writing up for auction?"

At this time, Song Qingyun smiled awkwardly, and said: "Well, hehe, this is not my idea, it is the idea of ​​the Book Association, but Master Wu, don't be angry, this is a good thing for you, you can carry out Why not do it for free promotion.”

While Wu Liang was chatting with Song Qingyun, the three middle-aged uncles looked at each other.

You look at me, I look at you...

Nervous and confused...