deltrittennovels Chapter 181 The Age of Young People
Chapter 181 The Age of Young People
Chapter 181 The Age of Young People
"Old Wang, what good words did you see, with such a surprised expression?"
"As a normal you, don't you always talk about it. Practicing calligraphy is like training your heart. Why can't your heart be steady today? Hehehe."
A person walked in from the door, and that person was also one of the judges this time, the vice president of the Modu Calligraphy Association, Wu Kaishan.
Wu Kaishan and Wang Dalong are friends, the meaning of saying this is not ridicule, but a joke!
Wang Dalong raised his head and glared at Wu Kaishan angrily:
"Old Wu, come here and have a look, if you don't look surprised when you see the words on the rice paper, I, Wang Dalong, will give you a good compliment, "Hanshan Layman with a heart as hard as a stone"."
Wu Kaishan's hometown is in a place called Hanshan. In addition, there is a mountain in his name, and his calligraphy reputation is quite good, so he also has an elegant name called Hanshan Layman.
It's just that this elegant name was also a joking name at the very beginning.
Mutual teasing among friends.
"Heart of stone?"
"I said, old Wang, you are trying to harm me by changing the way!"
"Okay then, let me take a look at this calligraphy handwriting that shocked even you, Wang Dalong."
Wu Kaishan's voice is quite magnetic, coupled with his burly and straight figure, and his demeanor of walking slowly, he does have the appearance of a layman.
"Fuck you Wu Kaishan, although you are over 50 years old, but in terms of age, you are much younger than me, so you can't walk faster, don't pretend to be so aggressive?"
"My 60-year-old body can walk faster than you!"
Facing Wang Dalong's complaints, Wu Kaishan gave a wry smile: "I didn't pretend to be aggressive this time. I have a bad leg. When I walk, it not only hurts, but also feels a little soft. How can I walk so fast!"
Wang Dalong also knew that Wu Kaishan had the problem of old cold legs, seeing that he seemed to be having an old problem, so he didn't continue to complain.Instead, he said with a little concern:
"How about I turn up the temperature of the air conditioner in this office?"
"Forget it." Wu Kaishan waved his hand, "The current temperature of the air conditioner is not too low, which is relatively normal. If it is turned up, other people in the office will be hot. I will finish reading these copies later. Just go out and bask in the sun."
Wang Dalong knew about Lao Wu's temper, and seeing that he really had no intention of adjusting the temperature of the air conditioner, he didn't mention it.
The current air-conditioning temperature is just right for ordinary people.
There are not only a few people in the office, but more than a dozen people, and the emission of carbon dioxide is also high. If you turn up the temperature of the air conditioner, it will heat up, and it will have no effect.
Wu Kaishan walked to Wang Dalong's side, looked at the rice paper placed on the table, and his eyes became extremely surprised from the initial casualness.
"This, this is."
"Wang Dalong, this character. This character was really written by a contestant who meets the entry requirements, not a master in the calligraphy world?"
Hearing this, Wang Dalong was immediately unhappy.
"I said Old Wu, why do you have to say such idiotic words, there are only more than 100 people in the whole magic city, and our supervisors can't tell who is a master?"
"Besides, we also need to check the ID card, not to mention that you don't know that there are surveillance cameras in every competition venue. Do you think it is possible?"
"Yes, yes, I said the wrong thing, and I talked nonsense without thinking about it."
Wu Kaishan patted Wang Dalong's back with a smirk, then looked at the handwriting on the rice paper with a complicated face, continued with a wry smile:
"However, it is unbelievable that this level of handwriting appears in this kind of competition for young players. From ancient times to the present, only those great calligraphers with a long history can write such strength before the age of 35." Calligraphy!"
"Even Zhang Zhixin, who is recognized as the number one in Chinese calligraphy at present, didn't have such writing power before the age of 35."
"This is God Bless China. Is there a successor for Zhang Zhixin before he goes west?"
"If that's the case, it's really gratifying!"
"Otherwise, by the time Zhang Zhixin goes west, Sato Shinsai in Japan will probably go crazy."
"Before the age of 35? Hahahaha, do you know how old the child who wrote this calligraphy is? Far younger than you think."
Before Wang Dalong heard this 35 years old, there was already a smile on his face, but out of respect, he didn't interrupt immediately!
But now, after listening to Old Wu's words, he couldn't bear it anymore and spoke.
"child?"
Hearing Wang Dalong say these two words, Wu Kaishan knew that the age he imagined before was definitely wrong.
Although Wang Dalong is 66 years old, it is impossible to call a child in his 30s, so this person must be under 30 years old.
Wu Kaishan guessed a number in line with his prediction: "27?"
"27? Hahaha, the difference is too much." Wang Dalong laughed and said, "Forget it, you don't need to guess, don't waste time, let me tell you directly, I am only 21 years old."
"21 years old????"
Don't mention how surprised Wu Kaishan's expression was at this time, his face was full of an expression of "Don't make fun of me."
It's no wonder Wu Kaishan doesn't believe Wang Dalong's words, because it's unbelievable that he can write such words at the age of 21.
That kind of sophisticated brushwork, that kind of handwriting with charm, even a calligrapher at the age of 21 can't write such calligraphy!
How could this not surprise Wu Kaishan, so he couldn't believe it.
At this time, Wang Dalong saw Wu Kaishan's expression, and his face was full of smiles.
This expression is even more unbelievable than when he heard his friend Ye Jinghong say that the words on the wall were written by his 21-year-old grandson.
"Old Wang, are you sure your words are not deceiving?"
Seeing the smile on Wang Dalong's face, Wu Kaishan asked suspiciously.
"Cheat? If I lie, I will immediately become a puppy."
Wang Dalong said without any hesitation in his tone.
Don't hesitate, he has seen the ID card brought by that kid, so don't panic at all!
Wang Dalong deliberately paused for a few seconds, then continued: "Besides, I can tell you again, this Ye Fan is Ye Jinghong's grandson."
"Is it Master Ye Jinghong? That former vice president of the Huaxia Calligraphy Association, and now the lifetime honorary president, Master Ye Jinghong?"
"Hey, it's Ye Jinghong you mentioned."
"You guys also know that Lao Ye and I are good friends. Last time I was a guest at his house, I had already seen the handwriting written by his grandson."
"I didn't believe it at the time, even until I saw this word today, I didn't believe it. I even made a bet with Lao Ye and promised a lottery."
"Do you know what a lottery is? All the good wine in my house!"
Wu Kaishan was stunned, he naturally knew that Wang Dalong was a good wine man, and he had also heard that his family had collected a lot of good wine for decades.
If all the good wines in the collection are given away as a lottery, it may cost Wang Dalong half his life.
He was about to say something, but Wang Dalong continued: "But Lao Ye has already made up his mind, and he didn't intend to take my wine, so he just cut the lottery to just a bottle of ordinary wine."
"Now when I think about myself in the morning, I feel how ignorant I am!"
"As the saying goes, talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. The era of our group of people has passed, but the era of that group of young people has come."
(End of this chapter)