Chapter 1320: Calligraphy peerless

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Xiao Yunhai exuded a vast and unparalleled aura, his eyes were sharp as swords, and he began to recite.
"Qinyuanchun. Snow. The scenery of the Northland, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting. Looking at the Great Wall inside and outside, only reckless; the river goes up and down, suddenly lost. The mountain dancing silver snake, the original wax figure, wants to compare with Tiangong. On sunny days, look at the red dress, which is extremely enchanting.
There are so many splendid rivers and mountains, which has attracted countless heroes. Pity the Emperor of Qin and Han Wu, slightly losing his literary talent; Genghis Khan, a generation of Tianjiao, only knew how to bow and shoot big eagles. Go ahead, count the romantic figures, and look at the present. .
Although the poem by the old man Taizu is not long, it only has more than a hundred words, but after hearing it, everyone can't help but feel shocked, as if to feel the ambition contained in the poem to look down upon the world.
Especially Xiao Yunhai's voice carried a kind of arrogance and domineering, and the whole person entered the state of mind of the great ancestor at that time. Hearing it in people's ears was like a drum in the morning and evening, which was shocking.
In the film school, in order to train their line skills, students often read some poems to make their language more appealing.
Xiao Yunhai is one of the best, and a poem recitation is naturally not difficult for him.
It may be that the phrase stolen by Xiao Yunhai was stunned. The whole scene paused for a full five seconds, and then there was overwhelming applause, and the applause continued one after another.
"What a grandeur, this poem is simply shocking."
"Sure enough, the world's richest man is different from ordinary people. The aura of arrogant and arrogant people is definitely not something ordinary people can have."
"Qin Emperor Han Wu, Tang Zong Song Zu, Genghis Khan, which one is not a hero. But in his eyes there are still various shortcomings, Mr. Xiao's heart is too big."
"This is the bosom of the world's richest man. In comparison, Wang Xichen can't help being too petty." Zhang Xuanlin admired.
At this moment, Wang Xichen was the most uncomfortable.
He let Xiao Yun Haitai, originally wanted to hit him off guard and embarrass him, but he did not expect Xiao Yunhai to read such a magnificent and domineering poem, which shocked the entire venue and made him steal The chicken won't lose the rice.
Although he was applauding, the smile on his face was reluctant.
In his heart, he should be able to get everyone's praise and enjoy the glory, but now he has become Xiao Yunhai, and he naturally hates him even more in his heart.
However, he didn't want to think that the reason for this situation was not caused by him alone.
Xiao Yunhai on the stage glanced at him and didn't take him seriously. After bowing to the audience, he was about to go down, but was stopped by the great calligrapher Li Jinwu.
"Mr. Xiao, this poem of yours is definitely a four-character poem. In accordance with the rules of previous awards ceremonies, I will give him a picture of the best writer as a gift. I originally wrote it carefully. I wrote a copy of "The Love of Lotus," but I found it a bit stingy, so I want to write your song "Patio Spring Snow" on the stage and give it to you in front of everyone. I don’t know you. how about?"
Xiao Yunhai laughed loudly and said, "Teacher Li, can I disagree with such a good thing? I will polish it for you."
Soon, the four treasures of the desk study were ready, and the photographer shot the lens on the desk.
Xiao Yunhai personally polished it, while Li Jinwu closed his eyes, as if looking for feeling.
Two minutes later, Li Jinwu opened his eyes, his eyes burst with energy, picked up the brush, dipped some ink, and started writing.
After a while, the song "Qinyuanchun. Snow" was completed in one go and appeared on the big screen.
"Good words." Xiao Yunhai couldn't help blurting out when he saw the majestic and majestic words on it, as if it contained a kind of spirit.
The literary circles in the audience couldn't help but walk up one after another, wanting to watch it up close.
Among them, Zhang Xuanlin, the president of the Chinese Literature Association, was the fastest. After reading the complete script, he couldn't help but screamed in surprise, saying: "Mr. Li, your writing seems to be very different from the previous works. It turns out that your running script is about running clouds and flowing water , Elegant and natural, but this character is majestic and heroic, and every character seems to contain an indescribable temperament. Compared to the "Lanting Preface" by Wang Xizhi you copied back then, the artistic conception seems to be still To be a bit higher, it is enough to be called the number one in the world."
Li Jinwu said triumphantly: "Mr. Zhang really has eyes like a torch. When Mr. Xiao read "Qinyuanchun. Snow", I felt a kind of arrogance in my heart, a little bit unhappy. You know, writing is the same. I pay attention to the right time and place, so I took advantage of this pride to finish this poem in one go. Hahaha, happy, it's so happy."
When other people saw this writing, they were full of praise, and their eyes looked at Xiao Yunhai with a trace of envy.
Such a work is definitely not available for money.
Xiao Yunhai said: "Teacher Li, you said before that this character was given to me, don't you know if it counts?"
Li Jinwu smiled bitterly: "To tell the truth, I really feel reluctant. However, without your poem, there would be no such character. Of course I would not lose my word and get fat."
Xiao Yunhai said happily, "Thank you very much, Teacher Li, then."
Wang Xichen, who was next to him, had been watching, his face was hard to see the extreme.
In this way, in the envy and hatred of Wang Xichen, the whole award ceremony was over.
Xiao Yunhai and Zhang Xuanlin and others discussed the details of the Chinese Literature Competition for a while before returning home.
It was already past ten o'clock, and it stands to reason that everyone should go to bed. But tonight, I don’t know what’s going on. The light is still on in the living room of the villa where Xiao Yunhai and his wife live.
Xiao Yunhai walked in and saw that his parents and parents-in-law were all sitting on the sofa, chatting and watching TV.
Hearing the sound of Xiao Yunhai coming in, Xiao Changfeng bounced like a spring on the sofa, looking at the words written by Li Jinwu in Xiao Yunhai's hand, his eyes lighted, and he couldn't wait to say: "Yunhai, hurry up Open this picture written by Teacher Li, I want to see it."
When Xiao Yunhai heard it, he suddenly realized that they were waiting for him here because it turned out to be for this writing.
Think about it, Xiao Changfeng himself is a member of the Calligraphy Association. Just like Xiao Yunhai's martial arts practice, if he doesn't practice calligraphy for half an hour every day, he will feel uncomfortable.
Although his father-in-law Zhao Mingsheng is not good at calligraphy, he likes to collect calligraphy and painting. In his study, there are many valuable ancient calligraphers' characters. Even Xiao Changfeng often copied them.
Of course, Xiao Changfeng has also bought many celebrity masterpieces in the past two years, but it is a pity that he hasn't encountered those works of calligraphy masters.
In contemporary calligraphy circles, Li Jinwu’s handwriting is recognized as the best. Therefore, after seeing Xiao Yunhai get his handwriting on TV, Xiao Changfeng was a little awake, so he ran over Zhao Mingsheng directly. Waiting for Xiao Yunhai, wanting to see it first.
Xiao Yunhai gently opened the entire text, then pinched the two sides of the paper with both hands, and stood there stupidly for everyone to enjoy.
Xiao Changfeng kept admiring while watching.
"A good word, it really is a good word. Teacher Li Jinwu deserves to be the most famous calligrapher in the world. Every word is domineering and majestic. Obviously, it has reached the realm of a master. I really have to admire it."
Zhao Mingsheng's own calligraphy level is not high~EbookFREE.me~ but his eyesight is very good, saying: "All the time, Teacher Li's characters are elegant and full of aura. I didn't expect this character to be so strong today. Iron bones, bold and reckless, can be said to be his best work. Teacher Zhang Xuanlin is right, it is indeed much stronger than the "Lanting Preface"."
Chen Xiuzhu asked curiously: "If I put this character in the auction house, I don't know how much it can sell?"
Xiao Changfeng scolded: "Don't use money to taint this good character. Some things are worth a thousand dollars, and money cannot be measured."
Chen Xiuzhu raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't be bullshit. The calligraphy and paintings of celebrities you hang in the study are not all bought with your son's money. Even Wang Xizhi's characters appeared in the auction house and sold them. 100 million, can Li Jinwu match him."
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