red art soldier

Chapter 252

Old man Ouyang's name is Ouyang Jingde, and he is the vice chairman of the Huaxia Calligraphy Association. The first painting and calligraphy that everyone didn't expect to sell was Ye Chen's work, and everyone was very surprised.

But Ouyang Jingde gave everyone a detailed explanation of Ye Chen's calligraphy works, leaving everyone speechless for a moment.

It is not uncommon for a poet to have good calligraphy works. Although many poets today are only in contact with poetry, they are not as familiar with brushes as before, so not every poet can write calligraphy with a brush, but Ye Chen A child under the age of 20 who actually writes a work that can be praised by the vice president of the Calligraphy Association is not an ordinary person. Even Cui Hui's work was praised by Ouyang Jingde once a long time ago, and then he was not praised. pass.

From this, it can be seen that Ye Chen's calligraphy skills are much better than those of the old fellows present!
"Old man Ouyang, you didn't praise this kid just to bury me, did you! Although Ye Chen has a good foundation in poetry, but this calligraphy, um, looks good to me, but this calligraphy is really as good as you said?"

Ouyang Jingde said with a smile: "Although this young man's handwriting is a little immature, he has the tendency to become his own family. In my opinion, this young man should have a famous teacher behind him!"

Famous teacher?

Ye Chen chuckled, where would he find a famous teacher? If a famous teacher had to go to another world, this rice-style calligraphy was also done when he was a little famous, and during the month when he was filming a movie in the village, he followed an old man in the village. I learned it, and later I found out that the source is a leader in Mipai calligraphy.

"Mr. Ouyang, my calligraphy, that is, I was thinking about writing nonsense. How could I become a family by myself? This is too flattering to me, but, old man, if you want this calligraphy, don't you?" I'll give it first, I'm making a contribution to the country's public welfare, if I have time, I will visit Teacher Ouyang in person, and I will ask Teacher Ouyang to give me some advice!"

Ouyang Jingde was taken aback by Ye Chen's directness, but then he chuckled and said, "You young man, I can still take what you have all by myself, Xiao Zhang, take the money and accept the words!"

Mr. Zhu looked at Ouyang Jingde and said, "Old Zhu, you are not kind! You want to take this word for five hundred yuan, isn't it a bit too stingy, you old boy only costs three or four Wan, under normal circumstances, although you don’t shoot, but when you see the baby, can you just dismiss it like this? Brothers, tell me, is what I say reasonable or not?”

A few middle-aged people behind Ouyang Jingde wanted to refute a few words, but soon the old man who was watching Ye Chen's work next to Ouyang Jingde snorted coldly: "Old Ouyang, you old guy is too unreliable , although the foundation of this kid has not been laid well, but this character has a shape, and it has already begun to take shape. I believe that it will be integrated soon, and the charm of calligraphy will be further improved. The price of this work is too low. I will offer 1000 yuan plus 1000 yuan as my heart for the Poetry Association's event. In addition, I will also join you and write two works for charity sales. I don't know Chairman Mai's intention. How about next?"

With the joining of the Calligraphers Association, Mai Jialiang was naturally delighted to hear it, nodded repeatedly and said: "This is the best, just now there were people watching and thought we were liars, so they didn't dare to buy it, let the Mr. Cherdormon next to him just look at it." It's a joke."

Hearing this, Ouyang Jingde looked at Cherdemon and said, "This is the great international poet, Master Cherdemon, who has been admired for a long time. Poetry and calligraphy belong to the same family, although most of the works written by Master Cherdemon are modern. Poetry, but literature is not divided into families, art is rooted in the same family. Since we met by chance today, I will also make a few paintings and calligraphy for this charity sale. Borderless, Master Cheldomon, we still need to communicate more in the future, don't we?"

Qierduomen laughed and said, "That's for sure, not to mention that I often stay in the capital, and I will not miss it in the days to come. It's my honor that Master Ouyang wants to give me a piece of work!"

After the members of the Calligraphy Association knew the identity of the Master Cherdemon in front of them, they all stood up and set up a momentum for the comrades of the Poetry Association, making Master Cherdemon overwhelmed.

Because more than 20 calligraphers and painters from the Calligraphy Association have joined, the lineup has become stronger this time. In addition, today is the Double Ninth Festival, and there are countless tourists who come to Jingshan, including foreign tourists. , This place suddenly became a place where people gathered.

The original works written by the Poetry Association did not sell a single piece of work, but because of the big red stamps of several members of the Calligraphy Association, their calligraphy and paintings immediately gained a certain collection value.

There are a few pieces of writing that are really difficult to enter the elegant hall. The big red badge of Master Ouyang Jingde is just covered, and someone comes and takes 50 yuan away in an instant.

Most of the other calligraphy and paintings cost between ten and two hundred yuan. Even Wang Sidi was handwritten by Ye Chen in a thin gold style, and the content on it was a new poem that had never been seen before.

"Lonely in a foreign land as a stranger, I miss my relatives during the festive season. I know that my brothers are climbing high, and there is one less person who planted dogwood everywhere."

Elder Zhu, who had been paying attention to Ye Chen, saw that Ye Chen taught Wang Sidi to write another work there, so he wanted to see what was written, but after he walked over, he was stunned.

What's more, the calligraphy written by Ye Chen with Wang Sidi is unheard of. This kind of font is erratic and fast, with thin and thin handwriting.

"Heavenly bones are beautiful, fun and kind, it's just a pity!"

When Ouyang Jingde heard what Mr. Zhu was talking about, it was a pity, so he hurried over to take a look, then looked at Ye Chen who was still holding Wang Sidi's hand, and said, "You wrote this too?"

Ye Chen rolled his eyes at the two old men and said, "It wasn't written by me, it was written by my girl, how about taking a look?"

Ye Chen simply liked Song Huizong's thin gold font, because he felt that it was very good for girls to write this kind of font, so at Wang Sidi's request, he taught Wang Sidi to write on a whim, but forgot The occasion at hand.

"I want this painting!" Ouyang Jingde and Wang Sidi said in unison.

They didn't get the previous picture, so they didn't dispute it, but the one in front of them had to earn it. This is simply a new world!
Wang Sidi smiled and said: "I'm sorry, two grandpas, this calligraphy was taught to me by brother Ye Chen, and it is also my first calligraphy work. I want to frame it as a treasure. , I am also like the grandfather just now, but I only have one thousand with me now."

Seeing this, Mr. Zhu said: "Since this is the case, we won't fight for you. One thousand is one thousand. This is also your intention."

After Zhu Lao finished speaking, he glanced at Ye Chen, leaving Ye Chen speechless, and Ouyang Jingde who was beside him sighed in distress.

(End of this chapter)