At that moment, both Kai Yang and Yang Wangxiong's faces turned dark.
Once upon a time, their words would have been considered worthless?
He Kaiyang is the president of the Jiangcheng Calligraphy Association, and his calligraphy skills can be said to be the best in Jiangcheng!
As for Yang Wangxiong, although his calligraphy skills are not as good as Zhang Kaiyang's, they are not much different. He is considered to be of a high level in Jiangcheng!
But even with their level, Su Nantian said they were worthless!
That's really not true!
Actually, Yang Wangxiong felt better.
After all, Su Nantian always refused to say anything shocking, and he already had some resistance.
He knew that there was little chance that Su Nantian would take the wrong target.
Therefore, he wanted to hear what Su Nantian had to say next.
Maybe he really has some unique insights?
But Zhang Kaiyang was about to explode with anger.
He felt that Su Nantian was deliberately saying nonsense!
However, he took Yang Wangxiong's face into consideration and suppressed his anger for the time being.
However, Yang Wangxiong couldn't help himself and scolded Su Nantian directly: "This is nonsense!"
"Su Nantian, talking about those two old men like that, do you think you are the world's wise man of calligraphy?"
"Do you really know calligraphy? Do you know their status in the world of Jianghai calligraphy?"
"You are a young boy who dares to maliciously belittle them like that. Everyone in the calligraphy world will drown you with a spit!"
Seeing the two old men's ugly faces, Yan Fei scolded them.
Su Nantian felt a bit innocent in his heart.
Didn't you ask me to tell you my true thoughts?
"Nantian, tell me your specific views. Why don't our words catch your eye?"
Yang Wangxiong said as calmly as possible.
Su Nantian nodded and said: "The calligraphy of the two old men is indeed very perfect in terms of form alone. The glyphs are intertwined, large and small, open and closed, and the line thickness obviously changes with ups and downs. It is definitely excellent!"
"But... your words lack artistic conception and seem very stiff."
When Master Eight taught him calligraphy in the beginning, he said that only when the form and meaning of a word are present can it be considered a word. This is the most fundamental requirement of calligraphy.
And it took him a whole year of study before he could express the artistic concept of calligraphy.
That's why he said that he didn't like the words of the two old men at all.
After hearing this, the expressions of the two old men became very complicated.
To be honest, there are very few people in the Daxia Calligraphy Circle today who can express the artistic concept in calligraphy, or at least they have never seen it!
Only a few great sages in ancient times could reach that level.
That is why their comments are usually only about the form of calligraphy, not about the artistic concept.
But Su Nantian only mentioned the artistic concept, and they couldn't refute it at all. After all, the other side was right.
Even if you're a mute, you can't tell the pain of eating Coptis chinensis!
Thinking about this, Zhang Kaiyang became even more depressed, and his eyes changed when he looked at Su Nantian.
If you, Su Nantian, had the ability of an ancient calligraphy sage, he would definitely be open-minded about your evaluation of him.
But you only know a little about calligraphy. Is it really polite to say that to calligraphers like you?
"Snort!"
He hummed softly, sat down on the nearby sofa, and began to drink tea.
Apparently, he was no longer in the mood to write.
Yan Fei also looked at Su Nantian, his face full of displeasure.
Even though what Su Nantian said makes sense, it obviously doesn't give the two old men any face!
What a fool!
"That... that."
To get rid of the embarrassment, Yang Wangxiong quickly changed the subject: "Xiao Fei, your teacher praises you as the most talented student. Would you mind letting me see your calligraphy?"
"Since Mr. Yang asked, this junior will show his shame!"
Yan Fei showed a confident smile on his face, came over to the desk, changed the subject and said, "However, I want Brother Su to write with me."
"Since the calligraphy of the two old men is not in your eyes, Brother Su must have very high achievements in calligraphy! That is why I want to compete with Brother Su!"
"I wonder if Brother Su is willing to give me this face?"
In his opinion, Su Nantian was just a talkative person without a high level of calligraphy.
Therefore, he wanted to embarrass Su Nantian and teach this guy who didn't know the heights of the world a lesson.
"Forget it."
Su Nantian looked hesitant.
To be honest, he was really afraid that if he took action, he would hurt the other party's self-confidence, and it would be difficult for him to make further progress in calligraphy in the future.
"Nantian, I just told you that you are a young man. Young people should have the courage to move forward. If you don't even have the courage to compete, how can you become a strong person?"
At this time, Kaikaiyang spoke again with a serious tone.
He also wanted Yan Fei to dampen Su Nantian's spirit.
"Nan Tian, go ahead and try. It won't be a shame if you lose anyway. After all, you don't specialize in calligraphy."
Yang Wangxiong also followed suit, giving Su Nantian a step up.
"Oh well."
Seeing this, Su Nantian could only nod in agreement.
Then, the two of them stood on either side, brushes in hand, and began to write.
Yan Fei took the lead and wrote the first word.
When he saw this word, Mr. Yang's eyes suddenly lit up: "This word is like a dragon. He really is Lao Zhang's most talented student!"
"I didn't expect Yan Fei to have such calligraphy skills at such a young age. In a few years, I'm afraid you'll surpass your teacher!"
"Lao Yang, I told you before that my disciple is extremely talented!"
Kai Yang laughed out loud.
He was really indescribably happy with this student.
"Mr. Yang is so ridiculous. I am still far from my teacher!"
Although Yan Fei's tone was humble, he felt indescribably confident in his heart.
As he spoke, he did not forget to look at Su Nantian with disdain.
For a guy like that, I can abuse him at will!
"Why!"
Yang Wangxiong couldn't help but sigh: "It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!"
He was very jealous that Old Man Zhang could receive such a talented disciple.
If only Su Nantian had talent in this field, he could take him as his disciple and show off in front of Old Man Zhang.
Thinking about this, he looked at the rice paper that Su Nantian had written.
Just by looking at it, his expression changed instantly.
Su Nantian has already written a bunch of words: The boundless falling trees are rustling.
The brush strokes are bold and powerful, and judging by their form, they are no worse than his and Kai Yang's, and even far better.
He also felt that he was immediately transported to another world.
This is an autumn forest full of falling dead leaves, and it is desolate.
This is the artistic idea, this is the artistic idea!
Su Nantian's calligraphy really expresses artistic concept!
"Lao Yang, what's wrong with you? Even if Su Nantian's calligraphy isn't good, you don't have to be like that."
Seeing that Yang Wangxiong was motionless, Kaiyang couldn't help but laugh, and then he looked at the words written by Su Nantian.
Seeing this, he was also stunned.
"Teacher, Mr. Yang, I've finished writing!"
Yan Fei looked at the two old men with a smile, hoping to receive praise from them again.
But they saw the two old men looking at Su Nantian, standing like statues with their mouths slightly open.
Then he looked at Su Nantian's words in surprise.
"Boom!"
At that moment, he was also stunned, and the brush fell out of his hand and onto the ground.