I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

Wang Youjun, one of the two kings, is revered as "Wang Shusheng" in Japan.

Because of Wang Shusheng's three-point approach to calligraphy, Japan later called the way of calligraphy "the way of calligraphy", and its concept has far-reaching influence.

Whether it is the ambition of a swan fluttering its wings in the sky, or the posture of a hidden dragon rising and changing in the face of wind and clouds, these are all considered by the Japanese to be hidden in calligraphy.

Wang Shusheng himself is also popularly regarded as the greatest calligrapher in history, and his status has been unmatched for thousands of years.

This is also the reason why there is a calligraphy category in the Tokyo Autumn Art Awards, and why the calligraphy category is so important that the other three categories combined cannot surpass it.

Chapter 86: Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches Divide Yin and Yang

Just like a foreign language that cannot understand the lyrics, people can relate to the singing.

Not understanding the meaning of the poems does not prevent you from appreciating the beautiful words that have been passed down to this day.

This is the universality of art and literature.

Furuno Takashi performed so well that the remaining eight classmates looked at the group of nerds at Hachioji with even more disdain.It would be great if you just immerse yourself in solving the problems honestly, but you must overestimate your ability to participate in the art award.

Miyaguchi Masaharu and the other five members of the Hachioji calligraphy team also looked ugly. Furuno Takashi's skills were far beyond their comparison.

If Teacher Wu Ma loses, I'm afraid the opponent won't even need to take turns with the remaining eight people, and Hachioji High School will be completely eliminated.

"That Furuno Takashi must be very good, right?"

"I feel like his handwriting is so good, just like those copybooks my mother used to collect."

Arakawa Kotoyuki frowned worriedly. Since this poem came out, the situation on the field has turned one-sided. Both the judges and the audience have been attracted.

The momentum at Xinyuan High School was high, and it looked very unfavorable to Mr. Wuma.

Holding a cup of steaming tea, Yuan Qingxue glanced at the few tea leaves left and decided to restrain her desire to drink tea in the coming days.

"The level is indeed very high. It can be said that everyone in this venue, including the judges, can hardly say that they can compare with him."

"Wouldn't that be terrible!"

"Um"

"If the level of poetry is average, it may be difficult for Wu Ma to win by relying solely on calligraphy."

Yuan Qingxue doesn't care whether Wuma Xingjin can advance. Their initial goal has been achieved, and gaining popularity in the Art Awards is not as important as before.

Even if Wu Ma Xingjin is eliminated, she and Arakawa Kotoyuki are still there to be on the safe side.

Her fingers caressed the soft surface of the blanket, which was given to her by Wuma Xingjin.

Since the last time when Qin Xue and Qin Xue went to Kawaki Yoko's house to find Wuma Xingjin, he saw Ming Qiu wearing only a thin school uniform, and later forcefully forced it on her.

Selfishly, Yuan Qingxue hopes that Wuma Xingjin can win, but the current situation is not optimistic.

Reciting poems and composing poems is the most basic and most testing way for a literati. Furuno Takashi can get a high evaluation from Minamoto Kiyoshi, which shows that his strength cannot be underestimated even in her eyes.

All the eyes of the audience were focused on Furuno Takashi.

As a young talent with a high level of arrogance, he naturally has the capital to make noise.

Looking at Wuma Xingjin with pride, Furuno Takashi planned to see his joke, and the others followed him and looked at him.

The latter picked up the pen several times and put it down several times, looking hesitant.

Furuno Takashi found Wuma Xingjin looking thoughtful and in a dilemma.

He immediately let out the pent-up energy in his chest.

He is indeed a person who is seeking fame and reputation!Now I have uncovered your mask!

Wuma Xingjin and those guys from the company are all the same, they are all guys who don't respect calligraphy and calligraphy.The pretentious attitude in the break room is almost ridiculous now that I think about it.

The audience saw that he had not been able to figure out the reason for a long time, and their eyes gradually became strange.

This seeded contestant who is extremely popular on the Internet has his account full of selfies of daily life, or sharing about marine life protection, and the few works he has posted are all coded.

Is it really, as others have said, all appearance but no real talent?

After all, this kind of situation has happened before. In recent years, due to the overwhelming public attention of art appreciation, many companies have stopped and established artist companies.

When the art awards are approaching, I train artists in a short period of time. After spending money to create a character, the contestants become popular and want a piece of the pie.

Because of Furuno Takashi's masterful cursive calligraphy, the Wuhou Temple audition sub-venue live broadcast has rapidly increased the number of real-time viewers among the 48 art award channels in Japan, and has already reached the top eight.

At the top of the list are branches of traditional strong schools such as Qingying Private School and Togei University Affiliated School.

First-class calligraphy, first-class poetry.

If it were other players, they would probably have no choice but to give up.

The pressure gradually shifted to Wuma Xingjin's side.

Which one should be used?

Forget it, just pick a sentence.

When everyone thought he was going to give up, Wu Ma Xingjin unhurriedly took out the red sandalwood and white deer pen that had been accompanying him in China until now from the pen holder.

This brush was a gift from his deceased calligraphy teacher. He has lived up to his teacher's expectations since he got it, but it was sealed after he arrived in Tokyo and has never been used.

Since Furuno Takashi specializes in cursive writing, then beat him at what Furuno Takashi is best at.

As Wu Ma Xingjin began to draw ink, his smooth and elegant handwriting followed the movement of the pen, twisting and cutting.

The rice paper is black and moist, like black crows reflected on the snow.

The heavenly stems and earthly branches are divided into yin and yang, and the bright clouds are burning with incense.

It is so difficult for me to understand the origin of the word, why should I lament the past and open up the window?

After finishing writing, Wu Ma Xingjin took out a seal from his arms as if he had remembered something, opened the wrapping cloth and printed it on the top row of the poem.

The four lines of poetry are full of ups and downs, beautiful and graceful.The brushstrokes are as sharp as a frightening dragon, and the flying birds are soaring.

Whether they are judges or viewers, whether they can understand or not, they are all amazed by his writing skills.

at the same time

A beautiful young woman sitting in the VIP seat on the third floor stood up in surprise. She did not expect to see such a level of calligraphy work, and immediately told the maid next to her:

"I want this calligraphy for 3000 million yen, just right to give it to Kobayakawa."

Not far away, a girl in a black dress looked at Wuma Xingjin with admiration in her eyes. After hearing this, she snorted:

"It's not up to you. I'll pay 700 million."

Miyoko Kamiko didn't even raise her eyelids: "Forty-five million yen, this is the most you can pay."

The girl in the black dress is not angry either. Anyway, there are still works to come, so there is no need to stick to this one.

"Aunt Shangxi, how about you give me the next picture?"

Kamisa Anna emphasized the word 'aunt' very strongly when she spoke, deliberately emphasizing that this old woman was not young.

Kamigomi Kaiko ignored her, but looked at Wuma Xingjin intently. The handsome young man's handsome appearance was deeply impressed in her eyes. Just looking at him, there was some kind of heat beating in her heart.

Seeing that she was being ignored, Kamisa Anna kicked the seat angrily. The man in front of him who was kicked to the seat turned back dissatisfied. When he realized it was the little princess, he turned back with a wry smile and continued watching the game.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to get a piece of work by Wu Ma Xingjin. He knew calligraphy. It would not be a problem for the price to increase several times in a few years. The contemporary living calligraphy saint was like a saint, and the collection value was full.

When Wu Ma Xingjin finished writing in one breath, Principal Suzuki and other school directors were completely relieved.It was because of his calligraphy that he asked Wu Ma to participate in the Autumn Art Awards.

This alone is the super king of their Hachioji High School.

"This is Wang Shusheng's writing style!" Dong Shilang looked shocked and almost broke a few strands of his beard.

Before he could react, several half-buried old men around him bounced back to life, and surrounded Wuma Xingjin in the blink of an eye.How could he still look like he was wilting just now?

The relationship was dragged away from home unwillingly by the art award officials, and they were fooled around until it was over, right?

"This, hahaha, is this Wuma-san?"

Hiroyuki Yamaki rubbed his hands, his old face wrinkled up, and he smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"This senior can tell you whatever he wants."

Wuma Xingjin felt that the eyes of these old men were eager, just like a hungry eagle seeing a rabbit, and he felt a chill all over his body.

"Where did my little friend Wuma learn from? Why does this handwriting look so much like Wang Shusheng? No, it's just like Wang Shusheng was alive."

No wonder Hiroyuki Yamaki and others wanted to come up and take a close look at Wuma Xingjin's handwriting.

Without him, Wang Shusheng's status in Japan is so high that as long as he can imitate some of Wang Shusheng's fractals, he can establish his own sect and start teaching.

The extremely young boy in front of him was more than just an imitation, he had the physical and spiritual qualities of Wang Shusheng.

In this way, everyone here who knows calligraphy has enough restraint to not go crazy and grab the rice paper and look at it again and again.

When mentioning the teacher, Wu Ma Xingjin's eyes darkened, and just as he was about to answer, Yamaki Hiroyuki was pulled away by Toshiro:

"It's still being broadcast live now. Let's go back to the judges' table first, and then we'll talk to our little Wuma friends after the competition."

"I have overstepped the rules, and I want to apologize to my little friend."

Yamaki Hiroyuki's eyes were as bright as light bulbs. He handed over to Wuma Xingjin and went back with a few old guys.

Dong Shilang helped several people go back with a smile, and then returned to Wuma Xingjin. He leaned on the table and glanced at the four lines of the poem with bright eyes.

"You're such a brilliant man! You actually eat alone?"

Hiroyuki Yamaki, who had just returned to the judges' table, laughed and scolded, but Toshiro looked like he was deaf and pretended not to hear.

The photographer in charge of the crane camera at the venue wiped his sweat. What hasn't he seen after so many years?

It was the first time that several great masters who were regarded as benchmarks in literature and calligraphy collectively lost their composure over a poem.

The main force in scoring in the calligraphy group is the judges. Even if the audience can't understand what Wu Ma Xingjin's words mean, they can tell what's going on just by looking at the looks of these normally majestic masters.

Azumaro, Yamaki Hiroyuki and others, who had regained their dignity, began to read the poems carefully.Watching it and admiring it endlessly.

If it weren't for the eager looks of the younger generation at home, they wouldn't have come here.

I thought these young people were still very young, but I didn't expect Wuma Xingjin to give them a big surprise.

The first four sentences of Furuno Takashi:

The dusk sky in Qinghai reflects on the Bijiang River, and the bright sun sets in Kamakura

There are no notes on the collected volumes, how can I pick up my shoes and return to my hometown?