The staff prepared everything, and Lu Wen walked to the front of the table.
Lu Wen picked up the brush on the table, dipped the brush in full ink, and then wrote on the rice paper.
The crowd in the audience saw what he wrote through the video projected by the camera.
"Almost Wine".
Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.
Do you see, Gaotangmingjing has white hair in sorrow, and the morning is like a blue silk.
Floating like clouds, like a dragon, the breeze comes out of the sleeves, and the bright moon enters your arms. This is the first impression everyone sees when they see Lu's calligraphy. They observe their strength without losing their strength, showing their posture without exaggeration, and the handwriting is flowing.
Many people in the audience who didn't understand calligraphy found it extraordinarily beautiful when they saw it. Those words seemed to come alive, wandering in their hearts, and one of the five old people seemed to be absorbed in it. Staring at the screen tightly, as if to see through the screen.
The painting power in Lu Wen's body also flows into the font along with the strokes. In fact, painting power is also called calligraphy and painting power. The two are the same, but they have always been called painting power habit.
Lu Wen wrote "Near Near Wine" on rice paper in a smooth and flowing manner, and the handwriting seemed to have a glorious circulation, and the divisions were conspicuous.
After Lu Wen finished writing and put down the pen, several people in the audience quickly walked to the stage. The vigorous pace was not like that of a person of that old age at all, and Fang Zheng was left behind without seeing Fang Zheng.
Several old men gathered around the table, looking at the calligraphy that had just been released, their mouths exclaimed, "Good words! Good poems!"
Although except Fan Chunhua, the other four are not calligraphy masters, but this does not hinder their appreciation level. They have seen countless calligraphy, and there are also master-level calligraphy.
Looking at Lu Wen's calligraphy, they all understood that his calligraphy level is not bad. Regardless of other things, Lu Wen's level can be seen only from the written characters, and the rest is only his perception of calligraphy and calligraphy. And how about the accumulation of use.
Everyone was admiring this pair of "Near Near Wine". Fang Zheng beside him was also expressing emotion at first, but then he said to Lu Wen: "Lao Lu, I've said it, this calligraphy is for me. Don't shame."
Lu Wen smiled and replied: "Okay, you can take it away when it's over."
Hearing Lu Wen's answer, Fang Zheng looked at it with joy. He didn't know if it was an illusion. Now it feels like this calligraphy looks better.
Wu Youping saw that Lu Wen and Fang Zheng gave out the calligraphy in a few words. He was also feeling that the relationship between the two was not so good. If it was a normal relationship, Fang Zheng would not just ask for this calligraphy. You still know how to order Wu Youping. This also proved that Founder did not have the slightest precaution against Lu Wen.
After waiting for a while, waiting for a few people to appreciate it, Fan Chunhua said to Lu Wen: "Young man, good words! Good poems!"
Lu Wen smiled and said, "You are too old to be rewarded."
"Just like Lao Zhu said, too much humility can become pride, you think you are proud." Fan Chunhua said jokingly with a smile.
Now he can see that this calligraphy called Lu Wen is definitely not bad, no matter what, this level is here, even if the calligraphy and calligraphy skills are slightly weaker, Fan Chunhua is ready to give it.
Lu Wen didn't know what Fan Chunhua was thinking. He joked with Fan Chunhua and the others, and Fan Chunhua started the test, only to see his hands on the rice paper, and the calligraphy and calligraphy in his hands poured into it.
In an instant, everyone looked at Lu Wen's calligraphy again, and they felt suddenly different. It was like seeing a soaring and unrestrained poet appearing between the lines in the entire character, that kind of lofty sentiment, that kind of unrestrained and refined.
This time all the people were immersed in it, as if they had become that poet, with the kind of lofty ambition and aspirational feelings emerging in their hearts.
When they were all awake, Fan Chunhua said to Lu Wen: "Xiao Lu, can I call you Xiao Lu, right?"
Lu Wen replied: "Of course it can."
"I want to ask which poet you wrote this poem? How come I haven't heard of it. Poems like this should have been passed down for generations, but this is the first time I have seen this poem."
Hearing him say this, the rest of the people also asked one after another, this "Near Wine" is definitely a classic among the classics, as long as people who have watched it will never forget it, they just wondered if they had it. I have read this poem, but I have no clue after thinking about it.
Fang Zheng whispered beside him: "Haha, of course you haven't read it. This song "Near Almost Wine" has only been made for a few days. How could you know it." People who don't know him like this thought he wrote it. The poem.
The rest of the people were shocked when they heard Fang Zheng's words. Zhu Yingcai asked anxiously: "What did you just say, this song "Near Near Wine" was written not long ago? Isn't it handed down in ancient times?"
Founder was very satisfied with their expressions and nodded triumphantly and said: "Of course, I was there at the time, and this song "Almost Wine" can be regarded as my part." In Fang Zheng's heart, if it weren't for him to accompany Lu Wenhe Liquor, maybe Lu Wen couldn't write this "Almost Liquor", so he said that "Almost Liquor" had his share, not only he thought so, even Tang Qing thought so.
Zhu Yingcai and the others couldn't believe Fang Zheng's words. Such poems were actually made by Hyundai, which shocked him.
Zhu Yingcai is a professor in the Department of Literature. He is also very knowledgeable about these poems. He has a say in this. He said: "Who wrote this "Near Near Wine"? Can you tell me about it?"
"Far in the sky, right in front of you!" Fang Zheng said.
Hearing these words, Zhu Yingcai looked at him suspiciously, his eyes filled with distrust, and he said: "Could it be you? Impossible! Don't tease us, it's impossible."
Fang Zheng's face is dark. Is there anyone who talks like this? I didn't say it was me. And what does your expression mean, Chi Guoguo's contempt?
Even Wu Youping on the side said to Fang Zheng: "Xiaozheng, stop making trouble, you can't write such a poem at all, I still don't know you? You can't write a limerick, you still write such a poem. ?"
Fang Zheng's face became darker, and it was no different from the bottom of the pot. He said angrily: "Did I ever say that it was me? And your expressions just now hurt my self-esteem, okay?"
He just finished talking, and the other people all looked at Lu Wen. According to Lu Wen's performance just now, Lu Wen's literary level is definitely not bad. It should be said that this song "Almost Near Wine" was written by him or has it. A little bit possible.
Zhu Yingcai asked nervously, "Xiao Lu, did you write this song "Near Near Wine"?"
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