"Grandpa Zhang, you won't blame me for coming uninvited, right? My grandfather originally wanted to come in person, but there was a sudden rainstorm and the plane was delayed, so he asked me to come and see these words with my own eyes." Lu Changlin walked up to Grandpa Zhang, quite humble.
"It's Xiaolin, you've come at the right time. We all thought that among the younger generation, no one could match your calligraphy. Come and see, this calligraphy was just written by little friend Gu Can. You have finally met your rival." Grandpa Zhang was no stranger to Lu Changlin. Lu Changlin's grandfather was the president of the Chinese Calligraphy Association.
"I've already met my match. Baby's handwriting makes me feel ashamed of myself." Lu Changlin turned to look at Ai Baobao, his eyes full of gentle love.
Before his rebirth, Ai Baobao was extremely intelligent and versatile, especially talented in calligraphy. He only hid his talent in order to follow Feng Qingnan.
After her rebirth, Ai Baobao experienced life and death, and her calligraphy improved to a new level, exuding a sharp edge and a fierce momentum. Lu Changlin was immediately attracted by her calligraphy. He then understood her and fell in love with her, willing to sacrifice everything for her. He exhausted all his strength to help Ai Baobao achieve revenge.
"Oh, Miss Ai, you are also an expert. I have never heard of you. I wonder if I can have the honor to see you today?" Mr. Zhang hopes that more and more young people will like calligraphy and China's traditional culture.
Ai Baobao smiled confidently, and Lu Changlin looked at her gently and patted her hands.
"Go ahead. I believe no one of your peers can compare to you." Lu Changlin said softly.
"Yeah." Ai Baobao is also very confident. If she were to live her life again, she would let her light shine freely. Who could have her chance to start over again? She came back from ten years later and experienced life and death and gained great enlightenment. Her calligraphy is unique and has its own style. Even if it is a famous calligrapher of the older generation, she believes that she is not inferior to him.
Ai Baobao walked to the desk next to him and wrote a poem called "Spring Banquet".
I have to say that her calligraphy is quite good, but the sharp strokes in "Spring Banquet" make it seem less gentle and lingering, and more like swordplay.
"Haha, it's not bad." Old Master Zhang was satisfied after seeing it, but with Gu Can's excellent performance and Lu Changlin's praise, their expectations were a bit too high. Now he felt a little reluctant.
Ai Baobao and Lu Changlin could tell from their performance that they were dissatisfied. Could there be someone who could write better than her?
"Grandpa Zhang, what do you think is wrong?" Ai Baobao asked directly, clearly unconvinced.
"Everything about this is inappropriate. The calligraphy you wrote at the Spring Banquet is so murderous. You might be trying to prove your point by killing your husband. How can you say you are invincible among your peers? Have you seen our Cancan's calligraphy? You are so shameless. You are everywhere. You think having a relationship is a big deal." He Yao is simple-minded. He has long been fed up with the behavior of Ai Baobao and Lu Changlin.
Everyone knew that the calligraphy banquet was held for Gu Can's calligraphy, but these two people came and boasted that Ai Baobao was invincible among his peers. Is this how they should attend a banquet? He could see that they just wanted to step on Gu Can for attention.
Gu Can is his own sister, and she was bullied by two psychopaths. All the martial arts training that He Yao has done for so many years has not been in vain.
"You. (Changlin, we should take a look at Miss Gu's handwriting. There is always someone better than you. We can't be frogs in a well.)" Ai Baobao grabbed Lu Changlin.
"As you say, Miss Gu's calligraphy, can I take a look at it?"
"These are all the calligraphy of our friend Gu Can. There is also this one, which was just written. I think it is better than these ones. The idea is good, the form and spirit are both captured, it flows smoothly, it is vigorous but not overly sharp, it is gentle and powerful. The calligraphy is like the person. Cancan is the top scorer in this year's college entrance examination." Grandpa Zhang talked endlessly when talking about Gu Can's calligraphy.
Lu Changlin and Ai Baobao were both accomplished calligraphers, and their appreciation level was even higher. After seeing the painting encouraging learning, they naturally realized that Gu Can was not on the same level as them.
If I hadn't said those words first, Ai Baobao would actually be doing pretty well.
"I think this Miss Gu is here right here. Could you please ask Grandpa Zhang to introduce her to her?" Lu Changlin is worthy of being the prince of the Beijing circle. He has seen a lot of the world and quickly calmed down.
Today I came here to take a look at these words and the person who wrote them, as requested by my grandfather.
Grandpa Zhang smiled and nodded, then turned around to see where Gu Can was. Everyone else made way for him.
Gu Can's family of four was exposed in front of Ai Baobao and Lu Changlin.
"Gu Can!" The moment Ai Baobao saw Gu Can appear, he felt uneasy. This face, this face, this person, how could she be, how could it be possible! Why did she appear here?
"Miss Ai, do you know me?" Gu Can asked her with a smile and tilted his head.
"I don't know her!" Ai Baobao came back. Lu Changlin could feel that she was trembling all over. She looked at Gu Can with a questioning look in her eyes. Why did Ai Baobao react so strongly just by her appearance?
Lu Changlin knew that Ai Baobao hated the four major families of Feng, Chen, Chu and Wei, but he was able to handle Feng Qingnan with ease and composure, but was so uneasy when facing Gu Can.
"Miss Gu, did you write all these words?" Lu Changlin obviously didn't believe it. How could such a young girl have such accomplishments? Calligraphy is something that requires time to hone.
"Of course, we saw all this with our own eyes. The ink on the calligraphy of the Encouragement to Study wasn't even dry yet, and you're such an interesting person. How could my sister forge something in public? What's more, calligraphy is just a hobby of my sister. What did she want from forging it? To gain a reputation as the most invincible among her peers? It's really hilarious." Gu Yang stood up after hearing what Lu Changlin said.
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