After a long and unfriendly discussion between Fang Yan and Saburo Fujino, they finally decided on the general rules for the calligraphy competition.
First, there was no limit to the language.
Second, there was no limit to the content.
Third, there was no limit to the style of the calligraphy.
Yes, you can write a long poem, or you can write a single word. As long as it was something you were most proficient in, you could participate in the competition.
Calligraphy had its own characteristics. Some people's every word was very beautiful, while some people only learned a single word for decades, but that one word was the essence of calligraphy.
Could it be that a calligrapher who wrote a single word was not a calligrapher? Obviously not.
Today, they were only competing in calligraphy. Therefore, a long piece was calligraphy, and a short piece was calligraphy. A sentence was calligraphy, and a word was calligraphy.
The representative from Wuren High School was a boy named Ueno Daxiong. He was short and had an honest face. He looked more mature than the other students. He had a mustache on his upper lip that did not match the image of a high school student.
Fang Yan paid special attention to this boy's hands. His hands were always clasped together and rarely moved.
Steady!
Steady hands, steady words.
Steadiness was the foundation of writing a good piece of calligraphy.
It did not matter if you were pursuing structure or interest. Steadiness was the priority. Only then would the spirit not dissipate.
The representative from Rosefinch Secondary was not Huang Haoran. Instead, it was a tall and thin boy named Xiao Pinqing. The boy was about 1.7 meters tall, but he didn't have much flesh on his body. His clothes were empty underneath. If he didn't wear clothes, he would look like a character in the extremely popular "Legend of Mir" game … Skeleton Elf.
Seeing the two contestants standing in front of the table, many people immediately laughed.
"The appearance of these two people is really unique …"
"Isn't this the real-life version of the Two Generals Heng and Ha?"
"If the flesh on their bodies were evenly distributed, they could be considered handsome men …"
…
Fang Yan also noticed this situation. He thought to himself, In the movies and TV shows, those with beautiful handwriting were also good-looking. In the bamboo forest, under the plum tree, or in the attic in a world of ice and snow, a handsome man dressed in white stood in front of a stone table. At this moment, the sound of the pipa was playing. The man's brush was dyed in ink, and his brush was like a swimming dragon.
The sound of the pipa was urgent, and the man's speed increased. When the pipa stopped playing, the man raised his wrist to finish.
The environment was elegant, the artistic conception was refined, and the pipa was embellished. On top of that, he was an elegant and graceful young master. Women would be dazzled by him and would love to marry him. Even men would want to rush up and stab him with a knife and scold him for being so pretentious.
However, based on what Fang Yan had seen and heard, most of the artists in reality were slovenly. Even if there were some good-looking ones, their scores would be greatly reduced due to their ink-stained clothes or long ungroomed hair and beards.
Fang Yan felt that he should be excluded. Unfortunately, he was not qualified to participate in this calligraphy competition.
Of course, the students were slightly better off. Although Ueno Nobita and Xiao Pinqing both looked very special, they looked very clean and tidy in their school uniforms.
The judges for the calligraphy competition were still Lu Chaoge, Nori Matsushima, and Duan Youjun.
Duan Youjun gently knocked on the wooden fish in his hand and shouted, "Begin."
After saying that, Ueno Nobita and Xiao Pinqing did not start writing.
They were both grinding the ink, and at the same time, their eyes were sizing up the white paper in front of them, as if there were some mysterious treasures hidden on the white paper.
Ueno Nobita took the lead and dipped the brush in ink. With the tip of the brush, he wrote on the paper, "Swallowed the treasured sword and abandoned the famous bow, only to watch this breeze."
Because Ueno Nobita had written in Japanese, Fang Yan could not understand what this sentence meant.
However, from the structure of the words, it could be seen that he had used the famous Japanese style of writing. This was also the style that Fang Yan had said was self-created in Japan.
The brushwork was elegant, and the density was just right. The words were connected in a line, like a black landscape painting blooming on the white paper.
"He has reached a higher level," Fang Yan thought to himself. Even if the other party was a student from the Wuren inspection team, even if this person was his current opponent, Fang Yan was still willing to give him such a high evaluation.
Xiao Pinqing was still grinding the ink, as if the inkstone could not be melted.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
…
Duan Youjun gently knocked on the wooden fish in his hand. When the wooden fish struck 60 times, the time limit for this round of the competition was over.
At the beginning, everyone was still calm. However, when the wooden fish struck more than 30 times and Ueno Nobita was the first to submit his words, Xiao Pinqing still did not move. The students of Class 9 were a little anxious.
They looked at Xiao Pinqing anxiously. However, as they were worried that they would disturb Xiao Pinqing's thoughts, no one said anything to urge Xiao Pinqing to move faster.
When the wooden fish struck 46 times, Xiao Pinqing finally dipped the brush in ink.
Filial piety!
He wrote a big "filial piety" on the white paper in front of him, and it was only one word.
He placed the brush in the ink box. His forehead was dripping with sweat, as if he had just run three kilometers.
He was using the Wei tablet. The strokes were strict, simple, and lively. It was plump and not lacking in rigidity.
"Good. Good. Good. "Fang Yan said" good "three times in a row.
Fang Yan also learned calligraphy. To put it bluntly, he was number one in calligraphy today at the Cool Breeze Teahouse.
It was because he learned and studied calligraphy that he could understand the value and brilliance of the word "filial piety."
This had nothing to do with the teacher-student relationship or the national righteousness. It was only related to the personal feelings of the person who loved calligraphy and the pursuit of art.
Just like how a woman would react when she saw a beautiful dress, just like how a man would react when he saw a Ferrari, just like how a foodie would react when he saw the Manchu Han Imperial Feast. When a person saw something unimaginable in his favorite field, he would exclaim in admiration from the bottom of his heart just like Fang Yan.
The Wei tablet was mainly used in the fields of stele carvings, epitaphs, statue inscriptions, and cliff carvings. For generations, Xiao Pinqing's ancestors made a living by polishing tombstones.
Xiao Pinqing's family did not have many things, but they had a lot of stones. Since he was very young, his grandfather, his father, and his brother would polish the big stones into square or arched slabs in front of him. Then, they would inscribe the names of their filial sons, grandsons, son-in-law, and nephews on the tombstones according to the list provided by the main family.
Xiao Pinqing had been interested in these big stones since he was very young, either because of a long period of nurturing, or because it was hereditary. When he first learned to write, his grandfather threw him a small chisel and a small awl and asked him to hammer out the words he knew on the stones.
Because he had been polishing stones since he was young, Xiao Pinqing's hands were very steady. This also nurtured his personality of doing things without restraint and writing one stroke at a time.
After years of practice, his Wei Tablet had become famous far and wide.
In the beginning, a customer came to ask his grandfather, Xiao Changfa, to carve words. Later, the customer asked his father, Xiao Deshui, to carve words. Later, the customer only asked Xiao Pinqing to carve words. As long as Xiao Pinqing carved words, the customer was willing to pay double the price.
The first time Fang Yan discovered Xiao Pinqing's specialty was when he asked his students to imitate "Farewell Again Cambridge" to write a poem for him. Xiao Pinqing's poem was not worth mentioning, but his words made Fang Yan feel stunned.
He had never thought that he could find such a beautiful person among the students.
He immediately asked Huang Haoran to find Xiao Pinqing and dragged him along the tree-lined path on campus for more than ten minutes. He asked all kinds of questions like a fanatical fan and finally understood the special reason for Xiao Pinqing's success.
Fang Yan encouraged Xiao Pinqing to continue to work hard and find more inscriptions to study, but to avoid imitating. Because Xiao Pinqing's words were now unique, if he blindly learned the advantages of others, he might lose his own essence.
The reason why he asked Xiao Pinqing to study the inscriptions was that he hoped to broaden his horizons and let him have a deeper and more mature understanding of his own words.
Xiao Pinqing repeatedly said yes, very happy with Fang Yan's recognition and praise.
Later, he asked Fang Yan many times about calligraphy knowledge, and Fang Yan also told him everything he knew. He even went to his grandfather's house to get the imitation version of "Yuanhuai's Epitaph" for Xiao Pinqing to appreciate.
Xiao Pinqing had written the word "filial piety" hundreds of thousands of times. He had personally carved it on the tombstone no less than a thousand times.
Filial piety, this was the tradition of Hua Xia, giving people a sense of obedience. No one could defy it.
However, filial piety also needed to know how to be flexible, to think of the elderly and think of the elderly's needs.
This was not just a word, but a picture of filial piety.
Therefore, Fang Yan could not help but say the word "good" three times.
Saburo Fujino was very dissatisfied with Fang Yan's behavior and said, "Teacher Fang Yan, this is a kind of cheating behavior and is suspected of misleading the judges. If you do something out of line again, the judges will judge our side as the winner. "
Even Matsushima Ki was very dissatisfied with Fang Yan's performance. He frowned and said to Lu Chaoge, who was next to him, "Isn't the teacher's performance a little too intense?"
What he meant was that Fang Yan was just putting on an act. Wasn't it just one word? Was there a need to be so excited?
Fang Yan apologized and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I can't help it. I really can't help it. The word is right in front of you. You can judge it freely. From now on, I won't speak anymore … "
Saburo Fujino sneered and said, "Do you still need to judge? It's already clear. Ueno Daxio's words were smooth like flowing water. Every single word was a rare work of art. The most commendable thing was that his layout was reasonable and the ink was well-proportioned. He could be called a master of his generation. Of course, Wuren High School had the upper hand in this round. You only know how to write one word, and you have the nerve to call it calligraphy? "
Fang Yan was enraged. He cursed, "Bullshit. Don't you have any knowledge? Do you know the subtlety of calligraphy? Can't a single word be called calligraphy? Just this one word is enough to leave you guys behind … "
"…" Saburo Fujino was dumbfounded. Didn't you say you won't speak anymore?
You liar!
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