Just as Huang Lei and the others were enjoying the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion, the audience in the live streaming room also saw the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion through the camera.
It was currently night time, and the number of viewers in the Yearning Channel was at its peak. The current number of viewers had already reached 50 million!
"F * ck! What kind of calligraphy is this!"
"Teacher He said it was semi-cursive! What was semi-cursive? Why haven't I heard of it before!"
"Yeah, I've only heard of cursive script, regular script, etc. This is the first time I've heard of semi-cursive script!”
"Who wrote this? She looked so imposing and beautiful!”
"Previous poster, can you not insult this work with the word 'beautiful'? Then it's perfect!"
……
Far away in Shanghai, a middle-aged man was eating. He was eating a simple rice bowl with chopped green onions and eggs. He was eating very sweetly.
Li Shanchen didn't have high requirements for food. As a top calligrapher in Shanghai, he could have enjoyed better food, but he didn't do so.
People like him pursued spiritual wealth, not the desire for food.
Li Shanchen's only leisure program was to watch Yearning for Life because Yearning for Life was not a competitive variety show. It looked very comfortable and not arrogant or impatient.
Pa!
When Li Shanchen saw the " Preface to the Lanting Collection " that appeared in the live broadcast room, he was suddenly stunned. The spoon in his hand fell on the table and broke into two pieces.
"This…this…this is…semi-cursive!”
Li Shanchen's entire body began to tremble violently. His face was so excited that it looked like red lava was flowing. His lips trembled slightly, and he could not speak.
"Cursive…cursive…"
Li Shanchen hugged the tablet tightly, almost pressing his eyes to the screen.
"This is indeed semi-cursive! Hahahaha, I found semi-cursive!”
He shouted crazily. Then, he didn't care about cleaning up the house. He put on his clothes and shoes and ran out.
He was going to tell this news to his teacher, the current president of the Shanghai Calligrapher's Association, Qin Shizhong!
Ten years ago, Qin Shizhong found traces of semi-cursive script in an ancient ruin. He had been searching for clues about semi-cursive script for the past ten years.
However, after ten years, he had gained nothing. It was as if the semi-cursive script was just made up by some ancient people.
In order to obtain clues about semi-cursive, Qin Shizhong, who was over 70 years old, had privately told his disciples that as long as someone could find clues about semi-cursive, he would pass the position of the president of the Shanghai Calligraphy Association to that person.
Don't think that Qin Shizhong was just making a big deal out of it. With his reputation and experience, he did have the ability to decide the next president of the Calligraphy Association.
Li Shanchen was Qin Shizhong's disciple, but he was the one who had the worst life. Logically speaking, it was impossible for Li Shanchen to become the president of the Calligraphy Association.
However, if he told Qin Shizhong about this, he would defy the heavens and change his fate!
……
In the mushroom house, Huang Lei and He Jiong studied it for a long time and finally figured out something.
The more they studied it, the more shocked they became.
Huang Lei's hoarse voice sounded. He was reciting the Preface to the Lanting Collection.
Yonghe nine years, the year is Gui Chou, in the early spring, in Kuaiji Shanyin Lanting will meet, is to repair the ceremony. All the wise men came, young and old. There are high mountains and steep ridges here, luxuriant forests and tall bamboos, and there are clear streams and turbulent currents, which are reflected on the left and right sides. They are used as flowing wine cups and winding water, ranking second. Although there is no such thing as silk, bamboo and orchestral music, a poem and a poem are enough to express the quiet feelings.
Huang Lei's expression began to change continuously as if he had merged into the painting.
Or joy.
Or sad.
Or calm.
Some sighed.
On this day, the sky is clear and the wind is gentle. Looking up at the vastness of the universe and looking down at the prosperity of all kinds of things, it is enough to enjoy the pleasure of seeing and hearing, and believe in pleasure.
As Huang Lei read, He Jiong, Peng Peng, and his sister all gasped.
He Jiong knew some calligraphy, but Peng Peng and his sister didn't know much about it. Perhaps if you showed them different works, they wouldn't be able to recognize what was written on them or what calligraphy was used. It could be said that they didn't know anything.
Even the viewers in the live streaming room only watched the show.
But when they saw Ye Tian's work, their faces were filled with shock!
There was no reason!
There was no reason!
They didn't even know why!
It was shocking!
It was a shock that came from his soul!
How could this be?
Why was this happening?
Huang Lei was immersed in the scene and continued to recite.
The relationship between men and women is like that of a lifetime. Some people put it in their arms and said that it was in a room. Or because of the trust, let go of the body. Even if there are thousands of differences in the pursuit of life, quiet and impatient, when they are happy to meet, temporarily get their own, happy and self-sufficient, do not know that old age is coming; When he was tired of what he had been doing, his feelings changed with the situation, and he was deeply moved. What I used to like, in the blink of an eye, has become a thing of the past, but also can not help but think of it, let alone repair short and follow the change, finally hope to come to an end! The ancients said,"Death and life are also great." Isn't it painful?
In the live broadcast room, bullet comments flew.
"These words are great!"
"Oh my god!"
"This piece of work is godly!"
"Who the hell wrote this!”
……
Many people in the calligraphy world also received the news and began to pay attention.
"Is this the semi-cursive script? How could semi-cursive have such an artistic conception!”
"Master Han! This-"
"Is there anyone in this world who can write such words? How was that possible! To be disrespectful, even the ancient calligraphy masters had never reached this level of writing!”
"Who wrote this?”
"How did he train?"
"Stop talking. Look at the word 'Zhi'!”
"Which 'Zhi'?"
"Look carefully at all the ''!”
"What is it? Why are they all different?"
"Heavens!"
……
In Shanghai, Li Shanchen had already arrived at Qin Shizhong's house. After he told Qin Shizhong the news, Qin Shizhong immediately opened his livestream and watched it.
With one look, he was completely shocked!
As a great calligrapher of the current era, his calligraphy realm was already above average. If he was said to be one of the top calligraphers in China, no one would find it inappropriate.
He could see much more than others!
"Zhi"!
His eyes were filled with the word "Zhi"!
The first one: "The beginning of late spring", the dots are like horizontal paintings, the horizontal dots are obvious, the folding and folding are round, and the pen is restrained and sharp. The white cloth is evenly distributed.
The second one," Meet at the Orchid Pavilion in Shanyin." The horizontal strokes overlapped almost in a line, and the brush moved slightly. the white cloth is tight at the top and loose at the bottom.
The third one: " Although there is no prosperity of silk, bamboo, or orchestral music," the point is like a goose's head, and the turning point of the horizontal stroke is obvious. The pen is pressed to the back, and the meaning is implicit.
The fourth!
The fifth!
The sixth!
They were all different!
Every word was different!
This technique was simply godly!
Qin Shizhong looked at the words and his eyes almost popped out!
What kind of article was this?
What kind of calligraphy was this?
Huang Lei also read faster and faster, his words clear and full of brilliance!
Every time I read the reason why the ancients were excited and moved, if I could understand it, I would sigh and mourn in front of the article, but I couldn't understand it. I know that life and death are false and absurd, and Peng Shang of Qi is a false creation. Later generations look at the present, just as today looks at the past, sad ah! Therefore, listing and describing the people of the time and recording what they have said, although the world is different and things are different, the purpose of arousing people's feelings is the same. Later, those who read it will also have feelings for the text.
The voice fell.
Finished talking!
Huang Lei took a deep breath and slowly calmed down. It was only then that he saw He Jiong, Peng Peng, and his sister. Even the cameraman and host were stunned!
What he didn't know was that thousands of people outside the live broadcast room were dumbfounded!
Countless people were so shocked that their hearts began to beat rapidly!
This was the Preface to the Lanting Collection!
The world's best cursive!
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