"Throw in the towel immediately?
Zihua, what's the matter with you?
Didn't we discuss writing "Lanting Collection Preface" before?
If you write it, you will win!
” Pei Nanming is very optimistic about his apprentice, he feels that it is a stable winning situation, and there should be no accidents.
Wang Zihua shook his head lightly and said: "I took the book written by the other party and looked at it, there were only six words, and my fighting spirit and fighting spirit were completely lost in an instant. ” "Is it so amazing?"
Pei Nanming refused to believe it easily.
"Master, I only learned today that there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, and my academic attainments have been among the best in the country, but compared to the other party, I am just a scumbag, really Master, I didn't lie to you, what I said is true!"
Wang Zihua said seriously.
Seeing the apprentice's expression, Pei Nanming felt that it was time for the apprentice to play with him anymore.
Pei Nanming's expression immediately became serious, and his hand gently rubbed the lid of the teacup, thinking about it.
The person who can make his beloved disciple admit defeat at the beginning must be of a very high standard.
"Could it be that there really is such a master among the people?"
Pei Nanming muttered to himself.
"Master, it's true."
Wang Zihua's previous sharpness has now been almost gone, and he has changed into a person.
Pei Nanming also noticed the change in his beloved disciple, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "Zihua, your temperament has changed greatly, and the person who can make your temperament suddenly change must be an extremely terrifying master, it seems that the people have really created a master for the first time."
"Yes, Master, but I don't think this is a setback for me, but an opportunity, if I don't see that master today, I won't be aware of my serious problems, and I will correct them in time while I am not yet old enough to be stubborn, and maybe I will be able to make my own book in the future."
Fa attainments to the next level. ” That's true.
Wang Zihua finally realized that the strong have their own strong players.
Moreover, there are also strange people and masters in the people, not all masters are in the association, there are always a few exceptions.
When Pei Nanming saw his apprentice talking like this, he shook his head with a pale face.
Then, Pei Nanming reprimanded: "Wang Zihua, what about your fighting spirit?"
Did you just throw in the towel?
Wang Zihua replied very calmly: "Master, my fighting spirit has always been there, I now have a more down-to-earth goal, I want to catch up with Master Wu, I want to take him as an example, not arrogant or impatient, write with peace of mind, and devote myself to artistic creation. ” Seeing the appearance of his apprentice, Pei Nanming was shocked.
He was very curious about what kind of person the other party was, and he was able to make his apprentice have an epiphany.
Pei Nanming's apprentice has already understood, but he can't let go.
Although he knew that he had been plagued by some fame and fortune in recent years, he could not escape from it.
It's like an old smoker who has an addiction to smoking, and he knows that his body has been dragged down by cigarettes, but he still doesn't want to quit.
Pei Nanming is stuck in the quagmire like this, otherwise he would not have the idea of rejecting folk masters, let alone going against Song Qingyun and others, mainly because he attaches too much importance to false fame and can't extricate himself.
This also indirectly led to the fact that after his cursive script reached a very high level, it was stagnant and difficult to grow, and he was still unable to break through to the realm of heaven and man at the age of seventy.
Although he is now the best person in cursive writing in Huadu and even in the country, he has not reached the realm of transformation, which means that he has not yet reached the peak in this field.
"Zihua, is the Master Wu you just said the same folk master?"
Pei Nanming asked.
"Yes, Master, I heard others call him Master Wu, in fact, I think his realm has transcended, when I go to challenge, he directly ignores me, this is the gap!"
Recalling the previous incident, Wang Zihua felt a little ashamed in his heart.
Pei Nanming didn't continue to talk too much with his apprentice, he was in a complicated mood.
Now, Pei Nanming also wants to see this "Master Wu", who is sacred.
At about the same time, at Fuli International Hotel, Wu Liang had already chatted with Song Qingyun and others, and they became familiar with each other.
Song Qingyun was still trying to persuade Wu Liang to join the Huadu Calligraphy Association, but Wu Liang was not interested.
It is also a Chinese medicine association and a calligraphy association, so if you save this time, you can contribute more to the cause of the loser, or you can meet a few more beauties.
"So, Mr.
Wu, can you grant my request?"
Song Qingyun had already persuaded a lot just now, and now he was just waiting for Wu Liang's reply.
"I don't really have the time and I'm not interested."
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Wu Liang mainly considered whether he would harm his own vital interests, rather than accommodating others.
Besides, why should you accommodate others, does an elderly person stand in front of him and try his best to persuade him, so he has to agree to the other party?
Wu Liang is a very rational person, he never overflows with the heart of the Virgin.
"In this way, then I can allow Mr.
Wu to spend his time freely, and he can not come to the calligraphy association to work."
Song Qingyun said.
Song Qingyun was determined, no matter what, he would invite Wu Liang to join the Calligraphy Association, even if a talent like Wu Liang was given a lot of freedom and power, it would be much better than just missing it.
"Since I have free time at my disposal, I might as well think about it."
Wu Liang nodded.
Wu Liang realized that if he didn't agree, he was afraid that Song Qingyun and the others would stick to him like kraft candy, which would still interfere with his normal life.
When he heard such a reply, Song Qingyun's heart finally let out a long breath.
For the first time in history.
This is the first time that the vice president of the calligraphy association has tried his best to persuade him to join the calligraphy association.
It can be said that it is the first time in 70 years since the establishment of the Calligraphy Association, a social and non-governmental organization.
Finally, Song Qingyun and Wu Liang agreed and did so.
The next thing is to go through the procedure, which is very simple, with the vice president here, everything is easy to say.
Wu Liang can spend his time freely, which is the most special case of the calligraphy association, and it is also the most special treatment, which others really can't enjoy.
The reason why Song Qingyun went to great lengths to invite Wu Liang to join was mainly because Wu Liang was a once-in-a-century genius, and he would definitely become famous in the calligraphy world in the future, create better works, and better inherit and carry forward the traditional culture and art of Huaxia in the future.
Of course, Song Qingyun also wants to get a touch of immortality, if he is lucky enough to have Wu Liang's point or two, he can make the level of calligraphy to a higher level.
"Okay, full of wine and food, you can have fun, singing, playing some games, I have to accompany my women when I go back, pickling girls is much more interesting than writing, first say goodbye, everyone eats and drinks and has fun, all the money spent is mine, but this hotel is a serious business, don't."
Play a game of eating chicken, abide by the law and be a good citizen, okay, the wind is tight, go home to cultivate your sentiments. ” Wu Liang didn't want to waste too much time, and after a few poor words, he got up and prepared to leave.
And he was so direct, in front of all the calligraphers, he said that he went to accompany the woman, without making any other excuses.
That's right, it's so capricious, in Wu Liang's opinion, going home with shallow white legs is much more interesting than listening to a group of old men grinding and chirping here.
The youngest calligraphers of the Calligraphy Association are over 40 years old, and they all have a lot of experience.
But it's the first time they've seen someone with such a frank personality, but it's too frank!
Song Qingyun's old face turned red, and he secretly thought in his heart with an embarrassed face: "I said Mr.
Wu, you can't just find another reason, you have to say pickle girls?"
We old men don't want to lose face, huh?
As the vice president of the Calligraphy Association, I was directly hung here by you, don't you want to lose face?
” Although he complained in his heart, Song Qingyun was very honest.
As soon as Wu Liang left with his front foot, he hurriedly took the pair of words.
Such good products should be taken back to study and copy carefully, and whether they can break through to the realm of heaven and man in the future depends on these six words!
At this time, other calligraphers also swarmed around!
Song Qingyun wants to enjoy this character exclusively, I'm afraid it will be very difficult!