Don't Go
Calligraphy had been passed down for more than a thousand years. It had its own unique charm, because writing itself was a kind of art. Many people yearned for it, but from ancient times until now, there were only a few people who were able to achieve great success and leave traces in history.
Wang Xizhi, the Master of Calligraphy, Huai Su, Zhang Xu. The Four Masters of Regular Script, Ouyang Xun, Yan Zhenqing, Liu Gongquan, Zhao Mengfu, Su Huang, Mi Cai, and so on.
Every dynasty had left many treasures. For example, Wang Xizhi's Preface to the Collection of Orchid Pavilion, which was regarded as the first semi-cursive in the world. It was said that it was buried with Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, or Li Zhi, Wu Zetian and Li Zhi, Qian Mausoleum. Some people were willing to dig his grave, and some people only wanted to see it once in their whole lives. However, not everyone could be lucky.
In today's era, even the most accomplished people had only learned a little bit of what their predecessors had done. Most of them were clowns who tried to show off their slight skill in front of an expert. Those who had reached a higher level knew very little. Not everyone was a calligrapher, but the things they wrote were laughable.
Qin Sheng did not dare to say that he was very capable, because he just learned a little bit. However, he was much better than those so-called calligraphers, which was why he was so confident. After all, he had been influenced by what he saw and heard since he was a child. He had a natural advantage. Besides, he was quite talented, so he had made some achievements.
That was also the reason why Qin Sheng had spent so much energy on this piece of calligraphy. When Third Master Wu saw the first line, he was dumbfounded. When Third Master Wu finished reading half of the calligraphy, he stood up tremblingly and shouted that it was a masterpiece that could shock the world. Qin Sheng estimated that he could only write such a masterpiece in his whole life.
Nowadays, it was not like in ancient times. As long as one could write, it was enough. After all, most people did not know much about calligraphy, especially cursive script. Maybe they could even recognize some of these characters. Seeing Third Master Wu making such a big noise, they looked over in confusion.
However, of course, there were also experts among them. When the camera projected Qin Sheng's calligraphy on the big screen, many guests at the scene also exclaimed. This piece of cursive calligraphy was really like a flowing dragon and a flowing snake. It made people reluctant to part with it and was pleasing to the eye. It was really good calligraphy, good calligraphy.
Staring at Qin Sheng's calligraphy, Dugu Qingning sighed with emotion as he said, "Awesome. He's really awesome." He knew more or less about Qin Sheng's calligraphy. After all, the Old Master in his family also liked to practice calligraphy. He pursued to calm his Qi, concentrate his spirit, and be an integral part of nature.
Qingning muttered, "What the hell is this? It's like scribbling. Why can't I recognize any of the characters? What's so great about it? It's totally a lie. Humph."
Qing Ning shook his head and said, "Yu 'er, you really don't understand. If this piece of cursive calligraphy was written by a master, do you know how much it would fetch if it was auctioned?"
"How much? Even if you give me fifty cents, I won't take it, "Qingyu said, curling her lips.
Qingning said slowly, "At least ten million yuan."
If he told Qingyu how good the calligraphy was, she definitely wouldn't be able to appreciate it. It would be better to tell her which hero in Honor of Kings was more powerful. However, if he told her how much the calligraphy could be sold for, of course, she would be able to understand whether the calligraphy was good or bad. So when Qingyu heard her brother said that the calligraphy could be sold for tens of million yuan, she immediately became speechless. How could it be so good?
She was not a fair-skinned, rich, and beautiful girl who knew nothing. She had been drawing since she was a child and liked music and so on. She was more or less artistic. Since it could surprise Third Master Wu and so many guests at the scene, who would believe that it was not good?
Third Master Wu stared at the calligraphy. He still hadn't come to his senses. It seemed that he was immersed in Qin Sheng's realm. The people standing behind him were also quite surprised. They didn't expect that a piece of calligraphy could make the Old Master so excited. Some of them could see that the calligraphy was amazing, but some still didn't understand.
Qin Sheng's brother-in-law, Lin Ze, was not paying attention to the painting. He only had eyes for Qin Sheng. Lin Ze didn't care about the beauty next to him. After coming to his senses, he didn't care about the atmosphere at the scene. He directly left the table. He wanted to tell his father the news quickly and see how the Lin Family would deal with it.
Qu Huanxi and Yuan Ke were both ordinary people. They didn't know much about calligraphy. They didn't understand other people's reactions. Qu Huanxi muttered, "It's just a piece of lousy calligraphy. Is it that good? If I had known this, I would have found a piece at home. "
Yuan Ke analyzed calmly as he said, "Young Master, don't look down on Qin Sheng. He is quite capable. Not everyone can make Third Master Wu like a piece of calligraphy that he wrote personally so much." Qin Sheng nodded.
Third Master Wu finally came to his senses. He asked in a low voice, "Is this really your calligraphy?"
"I dare not hide it from you, Old Master. When I woke up, I didn't dare to believe it myself," Qin Sheng said honestly. This kind of state could only be encountered by chance. He just got a glimpse of the profound meaning by luck that night.
Qin Sheng also catered to his taste. This was a passage in the Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra: When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was deep in the Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and passed all sufferings. Relic, form is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from form. Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. It is also the same for perception, thinking, action, and consciousness. Relic is the emptiness of all dharmas. It is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing.
Qin Sheng knew that with his energy, it was impossible for him to write a complete Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra. So he only wrote half of it. Even so, when Qin Sheng finished writing, he had exhausted all his energy. He directly fell asleep and did not come to his senses until a few days later.
Third Master Wu was immersed in it and said with some regret, "You are drunk. You are learning from your old friend. I really didn't expect that such a shocking piece of work was actually made by a nobody like you. Interesting, interesting. It is a pity that you only wrote the first half."
Qin Sheng replied in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, "I am afraid that even if I write it, it will be somewhat unsatisfactory. It can only be encountered by chance but not sought."
Old Master Wu nodded silently and said, "Well, I will accept this piece of calligraphy. I am afraid that if I tell others, no one will dare to believe that it is your calligraphy."
Qin Sheng left sensibly and did not say anything more. He had achieved his purpose. If he continued to stand here, it would be a little conspicuous. Yang Deng, who was standing behind, was secretly delighted. The two birthday gifts that Qin Sheng had carefully prepared had left a deep impression on the Old Master today. No wonder he did not let them see it. They could still understand that painting. Even if they did not understand it, Master Liu would endorse it for Qin Sheng. However, even if they saw this piece of calligraphy, they probably would not understand it. It was terrible to be uneducated.
Qin Sheng got down from the stage and walked to his seat. He could feel those people's hot and puzzled eyes. He did not care about being sized up by others.
However, when he looked at the seat of his brother-in-law, Lin Ze, not far away, it was already empty. Qin Sheng smiled and said nothing. Since they already knew that he was in Hangzhou and there was still no movement, then let him take the initiative to make it clear.
When Qin Sheng returned to his seat, everyone at the table began to greet Qin Sheng politely. Big Beauty Yang, the royal sister, said politely, "Little Qin, I did not expect you to hide so deeply. You are so bad. Do you have time today? Can you accompany me to chat in the evening?"
If she took the initiative to come to the door, ordinary men would have already fallen in love with her. However, Qin Sheng was not interested in it. He could insist on keeping the last distance from Lin Su because of the principle in his heart. How could he casually fool around outside? Besides, even if he wanted to fool around, Big Beauty Yang was not beautiful enough.
Mr. Qian was more straightforward. He smiled and said, "Qin Sheng, come to Shanghai if you have the chance. I will treat you to a drink at that time."
"Thank you, Mr. Qian. I will definitely go." Qin Sheng did not refuse.
More than ten minutes later, the birthday party finally came to an end. Third Master Wu returned to the main table with his two foster sons and many trusted subordinates. Third Master Wu laughed and chatted with his friends and accepted everyone's blessings. The others began to propose a toast to everyone on behalf of Third Master Wu, thanking everyone for coming.
Luo Changgong and Yang Deng walked together. When they arrived at Qin Sheng's table, he first toasted everyone. Then he stood behind Qin Sheng and joked, "You are in the limelight today."
"Is this considered as the limelight?" Qin Sheng said disapprovingly.
Luo Changgong laughed and said, "Many people are talking about you. The Old Master is still talking about your calligraphy. Is it considered as not being in the limelight?"
"Well, don't show off. When we go back to Hangzhou, you treat us to a drink. We are going to do our work now." Yang Deng smiled bitterly. Then he and Luo Changgong said goodbye to everyone and left.
When the birthday party was almost over, Qin Sheng stood up and was ready to leave. He had to go back to Hangzhou to pick up Lin Su. Big Beauty Yang and Mr. Qian also followed him out. They did not know Qin Sheng's background, but they had a good chat today. Of course, they had to maintain this relationship.
As soon as they walked to the corridor, Lin Ze and Uncle Fu blocked Qin Sheng's way and said in a weird tone, "Qin Sheng, it didn't occur to me that I would meet you here. You are really bold. How dare you come to Ningbo?"
"How should I call you, brother-in-law?" When Lin Ze left, Qin Sheng knew that he had already known, so he directly provoked him.
The word "brother-in-law" was like a slap in his face. Lin Ze restrained his impulse and said, "Brother-in-law? Don't think about entering the Lin Family in your life. "
"Since when do you have the final say in the Lin Family?" Qin Sheng said disapprovingly.
Big Beauty Yang and Mr. Qian were stunned. They did not know why Qin Sheng had a grudge against the Lin Family in Ningbo. However, the content of his words was somewhat thought-provoking.
They knew that it was not appropriate to stay here, so they just said goodbye to Qin Sheng and left first. Qin Sheng smiled and nodded.
Lin Ze said coldly, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. My Second Uncle wants to see you. Follow me, or don't blame me for being rude."
Of course, Qin Sheng would not go. Who knew whether it was true or not. This was Ningbo, the base of the Lin Family. He would not take the risk. He directly refused, "No."
Lin Ze was very angry with Qin Sheng. If it were not for Qin Sheng, the Lin Family and the Yan Family would have been connected by marriage. He could live like a fish in water in Shanghai. Qin Sheng completely ruined all his plans.
Lin Changting wanted to let his Second Brother meet Qin Sheng, which was the original plan. So Lin Changhe asked Lin Ze to invite Qin Sheng. However, Lin Ze would not be so polite, and his attitude was very tough.
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