20 years of restarting life

Chapter 994 Yuanmingyuan

At three o'clock in the afternoon, a group of old calligraphers who took a nap came to the Old Summer Palace enthusiastically, where the organizers had prepared a large number of high-quality brushes, ink, paper and inkstones, and knew that there would be a nationwide calligraphic competition here today. In the exchange gathering, a large number of tourists and calligraphy lovers arrived at the scene to observe.

The words that were hung up and hung up to draw a dragon and snake, attracted the admiration of the visiting crowd, and they kept taking pictures with their cameras.

"Old Zheng, this is the apprentice you mentioned. The young man looks good, and he has the spirit of a man of talent."

A white-haired old man with a cane came over with the support of a handsome woman in her early twenties.

The delicate woman was wearing a blue-green dress in the style of the Republic of China, with a high bun on her head, a hairpin stuck in a string of pearls, shaking every step, and constantly showing her hair from the hem of the long skirt as she walked. The small feet of the embroidered shoes and white socks are very eye-catching.

"That's natural, my apprentice! But your complexion looks good, and Xiao Guo took good care of you; you are not mean enough, why didn't you inform me of such a big matter, so that I can congratulate you?"

Zheng Wenzheng laughed happily and introduced Zhao Changan: "Changan, these two are—"

"I also told Xiao Guo that it was going to be a big deal, and I couldn't wrong her, but she convinced me. Xiao Guo said it was just a new style, there was no need to be so grand, and it was so expensive. I won't read your words , you haven’t made a breakthrough in more than ten years. I suggest that you leave home alone for half a year, take a walk on the road that Xu Wei used to walk, and take a look at the scenery along the way. Of course, it doesn’t matter if you don’t make a breakthrough. If you don’t break your mind, at least you can live comfortably. We in the calligraphy world should pay more attention to inheritance, and pass on these national quintessences forever. What about the young man's calligraphy, let me appreciate it."

Zheng Wenzheng, Zhao Changan, Liu Zhenhan, and Ms. Guo, the conversation between the four attracted everyone's attention.

Especially the matter between Liu Zhenhan and Ms. Guo, during this period of time, everyone in the calligraphy circle knows that Liu Zhenhan is already over 60 years old, while Guo Jie is only 26 this year. Fame still makes calligraphy lovers have different opinions.

"How is Chang'an?"

Don't look at Zheng Wenzheng's words at noon, but now it's a mule or a horse who wants to pull his lover out for a walk, and he still feels a little nervous in his heart.

"Aunt Guo, Uncle Liu, teacher, I sang a song at Fuda's welcome party last night, and I think the lyrics in it and the current environment are suitable for the occasion."

"lyrics?"

Zheng Wenzheng was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help hesitating.

He is familiar with Zhao Changan's several songs. In his opinion, apart from the first song "Tian Di Jian", which can be used in this kind of grand event, the other lyrics are not bad, but in such a grand event If it was written out, it would become a joke instead.

Because these popular kitsch lyrics are simply not in the elegant hall.

"The lyrics are good, Xiao Guo and I like to listen to the song and dance."

On the contrary, Liu Zhenhan became interested as soon as he heard it. As a calligrapher, he has long been tired of those "picking chrysanthemums and seeing Nanshan leisurely under the eastern fence", "When will the bright moon ask the blue sky for wine"-these messy things, moaning without disease, In his opinion, even the lyrics of a frivolous pop song are much better than these messy ones.

He has always deviated from the classics and claimed to be the "Liu Lanting" in the calligraphy world. Naturally, he is not as rigid and conformist as Zheng Wenzheng.

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Zhao Chang'an walked to a square wooden table. Those tall and slender academy beauties in cheongsam, when they saw someone wanting to write, they all hurriedly took care of grinding the paper,—

Zheng Wenzheng, Liu Zhenhan, and Guo Jie stood by the square table, waiting for Zhao Changan to write with various expressions.

And the movement here also attracted the attention of calligraphers, tourists and calligraphy lovers around, and they rushed over.

Seeing that it turned out to be a hairless young man in his early twenties, he couldn't help whispering and inquiring about the origin.

"Last night, I sang a song at Fuda's welcome party. It's called Tiandi Longlin. I am honored to be here today to participate in the grand event, and the location is in the Old Summer Palace. I am very impressed!"

Zhao Changan raised his eyes to look at the remnants of the Dashui method, sighed deeply, and took the Langhao brush from a beautiful woman from the academy beside him.

Full of ink, put pen to paper.

"I started writing this country, and the blood of the nation is tens of thousands of miles. In the centuries and 300 years, the descendants of the dragon have gone through wind and rain. This is the central axis of the capital, just like a gentleman's integrity."

"it is good!"

Liu Zhenhan was the first to applaud loudly: "Good words, better words!"

"it is good!"

"Clap clap~"

With Liu Zhenhan's affirmation, the surrounding cheers and applause exploded.

"Glass on the wall tiles of Nine Dragons, history has risen from this decline. But this dragon scale once fell to the ground with a clang like shattered ice.—"

As Zhao Chang'an wrote, he became detached with enthusiasm, and the reporters and cameramen of the TV station who were in charge of reporting the grand event were also alarmed by the movement here, and quickly walked over with a microphone and a camera on their shoulders.

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After Zhao Chang'an attended the dinner at night, before ten o'clock in the evening, Zheng Wenzheng and the others were going to visit Yanjing City at night, so Zhao Chang'an bid farewell to everyone and left first.

I made a phone call with Liu Cui, knowing that she, Zeng Xiaoxiao, and Xu Wanrong were watching TV in her uncle's courtyard, and Tang Shuang originally said she was going to come over at night, but she didn't, so she called and said that she would be with them tomorrow morning. Climb the Great Wall.

Because Zhao Changan had to catch the [-] o'clock flight tomorrow morning, he decided to go directly to the hotel at the airport to stay at night, told Liu Cui to pay attention to safety, and hung up the phone.

Tong Xiaoyu also knew about his coming to Yanjing, so Tong Xiaoyu specially opened a room in a big hotel next to the airport, and also reserved a banquet.

Zhao Changan hurried to the hotel and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Pushing open the door of the private room, the inside was smoky, and the sound of mahjong rang continuously. Four middle-aged men were playing mahjong with cigarettes in their mouths.

"Brothers have been waiting so long, sorry, sorry."

Zhao Changan greeted him with a smile, and took out a pack of Panda Cigarettes from his pocket.

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What surprised Zhao Changan was that Tong Xiaoyu was not planning to go back to his rented house, but wanted to share a standard room with Zhao Changan.

After a drink, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Tong Xiaoyu's three colleagues were arranged by him to go to the bathing city upstairs, to take a bath, massage, or something else, and Tong Xiaoyu paid all the expenses.

And Tong Xiaoyu also knew that there was no shortage of women around Zhao Changan, and he didn't like to play with those women as brothers and sisters, so he didn't arrange for Zhao Changan, but the two went back to the room, took a shower and talked.

"It seems that you are doing well here. In just a few days, you have gotten along with so many people, and they are all middle and high-level members of the core department of imagination."

Zhao Changan really admires Tong Xiaoyu, no matter what kind of bird he associates with, he is much better than himself in this respect.

In addition to his brothers from the mountain city, he also has Yinan's subordinates in Mingzhu. The ones who can be called out are Sun Yiyang, Qin Youyuan, Pan Gao, He Ting, and Lu Bei.

(End of this chapter)