At three o'clock in the afternoon, a group of old calligraphers who had taken a nap came to the Old Summer Palace in great spirits, where the organizer had prepared a large number of fine pens, inks, paper and inkstones, knowing that there would be a national calligraphy competition here today.

During the exchange gathering, a large number of tourists and calligraphy enthusiasts arrived to observe.

The words written and hung up one after another attracted the crowds of visitors to admire them and take pictures with their cameras.

"Old Zheng, this is the beloved disciple you mentioned. He looks like a good young man and has the spirit of a talented person."

A white-haired old man on crutches walked over with the support of a delicate woman in her early twenties.

The delicate woman was wearing a green skirt in the style of the Republic of China. She had a high bun on her head, a hairpin and a string of pearls hanging from her head. She swayed step by step, constantly emerging from the hem of her long skirt as she walked.

The embroidered shoes and white socks on my little feet are very eye-catching.

"That's natural, my apprentice! However, you look good, and Xiao Guo has taken good care of you. You are not very mean. Why didn't you notify me of such a big matter so that I can congratulate you?"

Zheng Wenzheng, with a happy smile on his face, introduced Zhao Changan: "Chang'an, these two are-"

"I also told Xiao Guo that it was going to be a grand event and I couldn't wrong her, but she still convinced me. Xiao Guo said it was just a new style and there was no need to be so grand and precious. I won't read your words.

, there has been no breakthrough for more than ten years, I suggest you leave home alone for half a year and take a walk

Xu Wei's road back then, take a look at the scenery along the way. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't break through. If you don't break the cage mentally, you can at least live comfortably. Besides, our calligraphy community must pay more attention to inheritance and pass on these national quintessence forever. The young man's calligraphy

Here, let me appreciate it."

The conversation and exchange between Zheng Wenzheng, Zhao Changan, Liu Zhenhan, and this Ms. Guo attracted everyone's attention.

Especially the matter between Liu Zhenhan and Ms. Guo has become well known in the calligraphy circle during this period. Liu Zhenhan is already over sixty years old, while Guo Jie is only twenty-six this year. Although people have freedom to pursue a happy marriage, Liu Zhenhan is

His fame in the calligraphy world still makes calligraphy enthusiasts have different opinions.

"How is Chang'an?"

Even though it was noon, Zheng Wenzheng's words were very convincing, but now that it was a mule or a horse that wanted to drag his beloved disciple out for a walk, he was still a little nervous in his heart.

"Aunt Guo, Uncle Liu, teacher, I sang a song at Fuda's welcome party last night, and I think the lyrics are suitable for the current environment."

"lyrics?"

Zheng Wenzheng was slightly startled and couldn't help but hesitate.

He is familiar with several of Zhao Changan's songs. In his opinion, except for the first song "Heaven and Earth Mirror", it can be used to show off one's ugliness in such a grand event. The other lyrics are not bad, but in such a grand event,

If it were written out, it would actually become a joke.

Because these popular and kitsch lyrics cannot be considered elegant at all.

"The lyrics are good. Xiao Guo and I like to listen to the songs and dance."

On the contrary, Liu Zhenhan became interested as soon as he heard it. As a master of calligraphy, he had long been tired of those nonsense things like "picking chrysanthemums and leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountain under the eastern fence" and "when will the bright moon drink wine to ask the blue sky"?

In his opinion, even the lyrics of a more frivolous pop song are much better than these nonsense.

He has always been a deviant and calls himself the 'Liu Lanting' of calligraphy. Naturally, he is not as rigid and conventional as Zheng Wenzheng.

——

Zhao Changan walked to a square wooden table. The tall college beauties in cheongsam, when they saw someone wanting to take advantage of writing, they all quickly spread the paper and polished it.——

Zheng Wenzheng, Liu Zhenhan, and Guo Jie stood at the square table with various expressions, waiting for Zhao Changan to write.

The movement here also attracted the attention of the surrounding calligraphers, tourists and calligraphy enthusiasts, who flocked over one after another.

When they saw that it was a hairless young man in his early twenties, they couldn't help but whisper to each other and inquire about his origins.

"Last night, I sang a song at Fuda's New Year's Party, called Dragon Scales of Heaven and Earth. Today I am honored to be here to participate in the grand event, and the location is in the Old Summer Palace. I am very impressed!"

Zhao Changan raised his eyes to look at the remnants of the Great Water Technique, let out a deep sigh, and took the Langhao brush from the hand of a college beauty next to him.

Full of ink and pen.

"I started writing about this country, and the blood of the nation spans tens of thousands of miles. In the past few centuries and three hundred years, the descendants of the dragon have gone through ups and downs. This central axis of the capital is like a gentleman's unwavering integrity."

"good!"

Liu Zhenhan was the first to applaud loudly: "The calligraphy is good, the words are even better!"

"good!"

"Pa bang bang~"

Following Liu Zhenhan's affirmation, cheers and applause roared from around him.

"The glazed tiles on the nine-dragon wall reflect the decline and rise of history. But these dragon scales once fell to the ground like broken ice.——"

Zhao Changan wrote with a passion and detachment, and the reporters and photographers of the TV station responsible for reporting on this event were also alerted by the movement here, and quickly came over with microphones and cameras.

——

After Zhao Changan attended the dinner in the evening, before ten o'clock in the evening, Zheng Wenzheng and the others had to go on a night tour of Yanjing City, so Zhao Changan said goodbye to everyone and left first.

I called Liu Cui and found out that she, Zeng Xiaoxiao and Xu Wanrong were watching TV in her uncle's courtyard house. Tang Shuang was supposed to come over in the evening but didn't come over, so he called and said he would join them tomorrow morning.

Climb the Great Wall.

Because Zhao Changan had to catch a flight at around eight o'clock tomorrow morning, he decided to go directly to the hotel at the airport to stay at night. He said a few words to Liu Cui about paying attention to safety and then hung up the phone.

Tong Xiaoyu also knew about his coming to Yanjing. For this reason, Tong Xiaoyu specially booked a room in a big hotel next to the airport and also booked a banquet.

Zhao Changan hurriedly hurriedly arrived at the hotel at eleven o'clock in the evening.

When I pushed open the door to the private room, I saw smoke filling the room, mahjong clattering loudly, and four middle-aged men playing mahjong with cigarettes in their mouths.

"Brothers, I've been waiting for a long time, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Zhao Changan said hello with a smile and took out a box of Panda cigarettes from his pocket.

——

To Zhao Changan's surprise, Tong Xiaoyu did not plan to return to his rental house, but wanted to sleep in a standard room with Zhao Changan.

After a drinking session, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

He arranged for Tong Xiaoyu's three colleagues to go to the bathing city upstairs to take a bath, massage, or other things, and Tong Xiaoyu paid all the expenses.

Tong Xiaoyu also knew that there was no shortage of women around Zhao Changan, and she didn't like to play with those women, so she didn't arrange for Zhao Changan to do it. Instead, the two of them went back to the room to take a shower and talk.

"It seems that you are doing well here. In just a few days, you have become involved with so many people, and they are all middle and high-level people in the core department of imagination."

Zhao Changan really admired Tong Xiaoyu. No matter who she was dating, she was much better than him in this aspect.
Chapter completed!