Beginners of calligraphy generally start with official script and regular script, which is the most common understanding. The brushwork of running and cursive script is simply unaware of it. It is not only difficult to write a sense of elegance, but at first glance, it looks stiff, but it also makes people feel that this person knows how to write calligraphy at all.

To write a good running script, you must have a solid basic skill. Zhong Yue's previous lacquer script was a unique font, which belonged to the official script system, but it was not the orthodox official script style, and it belonged to a non-mainstream font. The [Wen Zhengming Xiaoyi Brushwork] I drew this time is different. Although it is not a famous calligrapher as famous as Yan Liu of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, this great calligrapher of the Ming Dynasty also had a high attainment.

Especially his small regular script, which was taught by Wang Xizhi's "Huang Ting Jing", "Le Yi Lun", Zhong Yao's "Revelation", Wang Xianzhi's "Thirteen Lines", etc., can also incorporate the small regular script of Tang people into a furnace, forming a "warm, pure, and exquisite" style of his own style.

According to the aesthetic view of modern people, Wen Zhengming's small regular script is undoubtedly the kind of "beautiful writing", with a smooth and smooth style. Before he passed away, he was already the most deserving of the world. People seeking words are endless.

Ming Kai is the best in Wen Hengshan.

This is the very high evaluation of Wen Zhengming's small calligraphy in later generations. The descendants of Wen's family and disciples formed the Wumen calligraphy school that became a grand view, which made the literary brushwork popular in Jiangnan and shrouded the prosperity of a generation. It was not until Dong Qichang rose to become a master in the late Ming Dynasty that he gradually became lonely, which was enough to show the purity and profoundness of Wen Zhengming's small calligraphy.

“Will you receive a reward?”

Zhong Yue came to his senses and "receive."

"Wen Zhengming's small calligraphy system, after the generation is completed, please log out of the system and log in again."

Zhong Yue exited the system with joy.

Just as I was about to log in again, I suddenly heard a call from outside the house, so I got up and went to open the door.

"Oh, Ayue, I'll copy your mobile phone number to me later. Uncle shouted at the top of his throat and almost broke his voice."

When Zhong Yue saw that it was Wang Dashan, he asked, "Uncle Wang, what are you here for? Director Zhang, why are you here too?"

When Zhong Yue saw Zhang Shaolin following behind, he was also a little puzzled.

"Are you planning to stand at the gate again? Every child's house doesn't know any etiquette." Wang Dashan pushed open the door and asked Zhang Shaolin to come in and sit in the room for a while.

Zhang Shaolin smiled. The middle-aged man behind him was carrying a bag and holding a few thin brocade boxes in his hand.

"Isn't this modern exhibition over? I'll come and send your grandfather's book back."

Zhang Shaolin sat on the chair, "I have processed it in the brocade box, and put desiccant and camphor wood strips to prevent moisture and moth, which is conducive to the preservation of the calligraphy."

Wang Dashan also found the kitchen of Zhong Yue’s family familiarly, and brought a glass of water to him with a glass, "Why do you have to come here in person to deliver the work? Isn't it just to ask someone to deliver it? Is this your disciple? Come on, drink water."

Zhang Shaolin smiled and said, "I won the gold medal in the live calligraphy and painting competition before, and I didn't have time to say a few words to you."

"What? Gold Award? A Yue, have you won the award?" Wang Dashan looked surprised.

"What? Don't you know, Township Mayor Wang? I can't tell, Zhong Yue, you are quite low-key."

Zhong Yue smiled, "It's not a big game, it's embarrassing to say it."

Wang Dashan's eyelids are pounding. This is awesome for you. If you win a prize, you will burn incense and worship Buddha. There are so many requests. Do you really think that your calligraphy is great?

Zhang Shaolin's apprentice also smiled slightly, "Zhong Yue, that's not what he said. You can't go thousands of miles without accumulating small steps. It's good that you can have such writing skills at your age. Mr. Liu from the Calligraphy Association has praised you very much. You must not be too arrogant and be humble and studious. This is my business card. I am also a director of the Calligraphy Association. The teacher is busy with official duties and may not have the opportunity to guide you. If you have anything, you can call me and communicate with each other for a while."

Wang Dashan glanced at a shocking glance, "Yes, A Yue. This proud student of Director Zhang, Kang Xianguang, is a famous middle-aged calligrapher in our city. Don't miss such a good opportunity."

As he said that, he had already picked up the business card for Zhong Yue.

"Then I'll thank you Director Kang."

Zhang Shaolin said, "By the way, I almost forgot the important matter. Xianguang, give it to me."

Kang Xianguang took out a thick file bag from his briefcase.

"This is the subsidy for that Weibei."

Zhong Yue was stunned, "Didn't the subsidy be transferred to the card before?"

"The city previously allocated 20,000 yuan, and Huang Mingchuan subverted 2,000 yuan in advance, so the money that was transferred to your card was 18,000 yuan. After careful consideration by the city leaders, the value of this Weibei is definitely not just 20,000 yuan, so it allocated 80,000 yuan. This is a donation contract. Look at it, if there is no problem, sign it here. The ownership of this Weibei will be completely over."

Zhong Yue was stunned. When did these leaders become so generous? He glanced at the contract and it was indeed a subsidy of 100,000 yuan. Anyway, this Weibei had been donated, and even if Zhong Yue wanted to get it back, it would be impossible. Getting an extra 80,000 was considered a surprise, so he picked up the pen and signed the contract.

"Okay, you can get this 80,000."

Wang Dashan swallowed, 80,000, there were 20,000 before? He thought it was only 500 yuan! The city actually allocated 100,000 yuan! He looked at the bag of money with some jealousy. Daping Township has many mountains and few fields, and in recent years, it has protected the mountains and cultivated forests. There is no place to increase income except some fruit trees on the mountain. Even the village head, the annual salary is only 100,000 or 200,000 yuan. The poorest minimum living household in the village suddenly has an increase of 100,000 yuan, and it is inevitable that it feels a little unbalanced.

Seeing that Zhong Yue didn't look particularly excited, Zhang Shaolin and Kang Xianguang were a little surprised. This was 80,000. When did tens of thousands be so unattractive? Wang Dashan's eyes were straight. Why did this kid seem to have never seen it?

Looking at Zhang Shaolin's trance, Zhong Yue asked, "I've signed it. Director Zhang, Director Zhang?"

"oh."

"Is there anything else?"

"That's right. A few days ago, the chairman of Ouyang International came to you. I wonder what it was?"

Zhong Yue felt a little nervous. It turns out that he would not have to get up early without profit. Zhang Shaolin was probably sent by some people to "spy the military information". "This... seems to have nothing to do with Director Zhang, right?"

"Tsk, Ayue, how are you talking? Director Zhang is also concerned about you. He is really kind to treat it as a donkey's liver."

Zhong Yue smiled, "I promised Mr. Ouyang that this matter is not easy to disclose, so Uncle Wang and Director Zhang, don't make things difficult for me."

"Oh, it doesn't matter. But this time the city leaders also attach great importance to Ouyang International's cooperation. If you can help build a bridge, you will definitely be praised by the leaders."

Zhong Yue had no expression on his face.

praise?
Chapter completed!