Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

Chapter 368, Calligraphy, Fame, Yoga Performance

On Sunday morning, after Jiang Zhe had breakfast and washed up, he did not paint as usual, but sat at his desk and played music.

Listening to ancient music, I found a piece of soot ink, added water to an eight-inch Duan inkstone, and slowly ground the ink.

When there was enough ink in the inkstone, he stopped grinding the ink. While the ink was waking up, he flipped through the Thousand Character Classic calligraphy works by Ouyang Xun and Zhao Mengfu.

Sister Liao called him and, in addition to asking him to meet, also asked him for a calligraphy copybook, which was "Thousand Character Classic", and specifically specified that she wanted two types of fonts, small regular script and running script.

Jiang Zhe didn't ask why.

After reading these two calligraphy books, he placed Zhao Mengfu's calligraphy book on the reading shelf as a textual reference, then thought silently and decided to write in the calligraphy style of Dong Qichang.

After all, Dong Qichang's style of calligraphy skills are the skills given by the system and are the safest.

He found two kinds of paper, one with a background pattern, and the other white with mica powder decoration.

Both are semi-cooked papers, suitable for writing.

With Jiang Zhe’s current skills, he no longer needs to fold grids on paper, and can write directly according to the format.

He moistened a wolf-hair brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a line of small regular script, the Thousand Character Classic, in the same rhyme as that of Zhou Xingsi, the Imperial Secretariat of Liang.

The second line is the main text. The sky and earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast and wild...

After finishing writing a line of text, change the regular script to running script and write it again.

Then on the third line, write the following text content, and so on.

You can write eight lines on each page of paper.

As he continued writing, he became more and more proficient. However, Jiang Zhe did not increase his speed. Instead, he maintained a good state and tried to avoid mistakes.

Even though I was very careful, I still made two mistakes. Fortunately, I could change the paper whenever I wanted.

After writing it once, it is two thousand words.

After signing and stamping, Jiang Zhe spread out dozens of pieces of paper and checked them.

The first few pictures strictly adhered to the format and Dong Qichang's font, but the later fonts inevitably added some of my own understanding, which made them slightly less rigorous, but more natural.

He used the system to review it, and the calligraphy reached the level of a masterpiece.

Jiang Zhe ground the ink again, took a short rest, changed the paper, and wrote for the second time.

The method remains the same, but it is more relaxed.

The second time I wrote it, the process went smoothly and I completed it in one go.

The system gave a high-quality evaluation.

Jiang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief. After the ink and ink were dry, he collected the two stacks of paper and put them into two large envelopes.

A set of works that was rated as excellent will be given to Sister Liao.

He thought about it while he was packing up his tools.

I can also try to make a breakthrough in calligraphy. I have never thought about it before. I can try it when I have time.

Look at the time, it's already past 11 o'clock.

He drove to the airport.

After waiting for a while, I saw Sister Liao walking out of the airport from afar.

He got out of the car and waved to Sister Liao.

Sister Liao smiled and pushed the gift bag towards Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe greeted her warmly and helped her put the suitcase in the trunk.

The two get in the car.

"Sister Liao, where are we going to eat?"

Sister Liao fastened her seat belt and said, "Have a simple lunch. If you're driving, don't drink."

"it is good."

Jiang Zhe started the car and asked, "Sister Liao, why did you think of asking for a calligraphy work?"

"I want to practice calligraphy. I know you are good at calligraphy, so I want you to write a book called Thousand Character Classic. When I have nothing to do, I will copy your calligraphy."

Jiang Zhe said: "I can recommend you some good calligraphy books, or you can choose works by famous calligraphers yourself. When practicing calligraphy, it is best not to learn from contemporary people."

Sister Liao looked at him and said, "I don't want to be a calligrapher. I can copy your works as a pastime and feel closer to you." Jiang Zhe said, "I drew a few works for you. Are you tired of seeing them?"

Sister Liao said: “That’s not the reason.

After your news appeared in the provincial newspaper, the auction of your works attracted the attention of many people.

Many people won’t look at your paintings, but a sophomore’s work can be sold for hundreds of thousands, even at an auction in New York. People love to talk about this kind of thing, and some even make up stories about you.”

"Really? What's the story?"

Sister Liao smiled and said, “Some people say that you were born in poverty, studied hard, and your works were discovered by chance and auctioned abroad, making you famous overnight.

Others say that you dream of some scenes, and after you paint them into works, they are noticed by foreign galleries, and they become popular both inside and outside the walls.

Some people even joked that some people were tripped by stones, but you were tripped by gold nuggets.

There are all kinds of opinions, including some disgusting ones, which I won’t tell you.”

Jiang Zhe laughed when he heard it: "This is too ridiculous."

Sister Liao said, "Just make up a story, whatever sounds good, and attribute it to anyone. It's just a topic for bragging. I've heard several people bragging that they were your teachers. But no matter what, your reputation in the provincial capital is growing.

Now, I don’t dare to show your work, for fear that someone will take notice of it.”

Jiang Zhe said, "I see. I've written it, take a look."

Following Jiang Zhe's instructions, Sister Liao found the envelope and took out a stack of stationery.

There is a faint scent of ink on the paper.

The first time she saw one, she was attracted by the regular script.

The characters are not big, the structure is stretched and generous, the brushwork is elegant, and the spirit is perfect and full of energy.

Looking at the running script again, some characters are close to regular script, while some are close to cursive script, which is particularly brilliant.

She read and praised: "I have seen some of your works, this one is better than the previous ones. It is definitely not inferior to those famous calligraphy works."

Jiang Zhe said: "Don't flatter me like that. It makes people laugh. There are too many famous writers who wrote Thousand Character Classic."

Sister Liao said, "After I go back, I will find a good mounting master to mount it. I will mount it into a book and put it on my desk so I can see it anytime."

After a simple meal, the two returned to Sister Liao's residence.

As before, after washing up, Jiang Zhe waited in the living room.

This time it took a little longer.

"Okay. You can come in now."

Jiang Zhe walked into the room and saw Sister Liao with her hair tied up and wearing a black yoga suit. This tight-fitting outfit is a two-piece swimsuit.

"What are you doing?"

"Teacher Jiang, I have recently started practicing yoga. Can you help me take a look at it?" Sister Liao said with a sweet smile.

Jiang Zhe said: "I don't know much about yoga. I do know Ba Duan Jin, do you want me to teach you?

Sister Liao smiled and said, "You look first."

She strikes her first pose…

After some intimacy, perhaps because they were too tired, they both fell asleep.

Jiang Zhe woke up but didn't move in a hurry.

He checked the system.

Recently, the speed of honor value income has been a little slow, but the cursor is still moving. It should be as Sister Liao said, some people unconsciously promote themselves.

He felt Sister Liao move. He looked down and saw that Sister Liao slowly opened her eyes.

"Can you stay tonight?"

Jiang Zhe said, "I want to stay, but I have to go home and have dinner with my parents."

"Okay, stay with me for a while."

At 5 pm, Sister Liao watched Jiang Zhe leave reluctantly.

(End of this chapter)