Hearing Yang Jing say this, Wang Zhe nodded and said, "Okay, let's do as you say."
Under Yang Jing's guidance, Liu Cheng drove to Di'an Street. After parking the car, the three of them walked into Xu Jianmin's "Mo Shu Zhai". They did not see Xu Jianmin, but saw his wife mounting paintings there.
Seeing Yang Jing leading two people in, Li Mengying put down the tools in her hand in surprise, wiped her hands and came to greet them, "Hey, Xiao Jing, why are you here? Come on, come on, sit over here."
Yang Jing bowed slightly and said, "Hello, Auntie. I came here today because I want to ask Uncle Jianmin for help. These are my two high school classmates, close friends."
"Hey, kid, what are you talking about helping? Wait a minute, your uncle Jianmin has gone home to get something, and he should be back by now. Come, sit down and wait for a while. What do you like to drink? Green tea or black tea?"
"Aunt, please stop working, we just need to wait for a while..." Before he finished speaking, the door was pushed open again, and Xu Jianmin walked in with two bags in his hands.
"I saw you when I parked the car just now. I was about to greet you, but you came into the store." Xu Jianmin put the things in his hand on the table with a smile on his face, "Xiao Jing, how come you have time to come to my place today?"
Before Yang Jing could speak, Wang Zhe beside him bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, Master Xu, I am Wang Zhe, Yang Jing's good brother."
Wang Zhe naturally knew Xu Jianmin. Perhaps they had never met, but Wang Zhe had definitely seen Xu Jianmin's photo, otherwise he would not have come here to ask for a calligraphy.
Wang Zhe's words made Xu Jianmin stunned for a moment. Yang Jing smiled and explained, "Uncle Jianmin, this is my old classmate and my best friend. He now works in the office of the Thirteenth Bureau. This time I came with him to ask you for a calligraphy."
Xu Jianmin was stunned, then smiled bitterly and waved his hands, saying, "Xiao Wang, right? You came to the wrong person to ask for calligraphy. If you want calligraphy, you can ask Xiao Jing to take you to ask for calligraphy. He has a very good relationship with Mr. Yang. My poor handwriting is not even worthy of carrying Mr. Yang's shoes. Xiao Jing, you too, why don't you just take your good brother to ask Mr. Yang to write a piece of calligraphy? Why do you come to me?"
"Uncle Jianmin, please don't be so modest. My good brother's leader specifically asked you to write a calligraphy for him. Do you think my good brother shouldn't come to you?"
Xu Jianmin asked everyone to sit down, and then he thought for a moment and said to Wang Zhe, "Xiao Wang, Xiao Jing never asks me for anything. Since Xiao Jing brought you here today, it's not impossible for me to write a calligraphy for you. But I have to tell you, since your leader asked you to come here to ask for a calligraphy, we have to follow the rules. At most, I'll give you some money."
Wang Zhe quickly stood up and said, "Master Xu, don't worry, I will pay you according to the market price for your calligraphy."
Yang Jing naturally wouldn't say anything else about this. If Wang Zhe needed this calligraphy, then Yang Jing would definitely let Xu Jianmin not charge for it. However, since this calligraphy was requested for the leader, he had to follow the market rules.
Actually, Xu Jianmin was very respectful by doing this. In Wang Zhe's words, Xu Jianmin was one of the new four masters of Tianqu after all, and he was also quite famous in the circle. It was very respectful for him to agree to write a calligraphy for you. Just like He Mingyang, Wang Zhe went directly to ask for help, but he was directly rejected.
Don’t think that anyone can ask a famous calligrapher to write for you. If you are not familiar with the calligrapher, he or she will not pay any attention to you.
Xu Jianmin nodded and said to Wang Zhe, "Then I have to prepare first. You guys can have some tea here. I will write it for you when I am ready. Tell me what to write. I need to think about it."
Writing is like painting. You can't just write it. It requires the calligrapher to have the inspiration and state. Without inspiration and state, calligraphers usually won't start writing. Even if this kind of situation occurs, calligraphers have to brew it first. If the spirit of the calligrapher is not brewed in place, these calligraphers would rather not write. Otherwise, if the writing lacks the artistic conception, it will ruin their reputation.
Yang Jing and the other three all knew about this, so no one said anything and just sat there quietly drinking tea.
Just after taking a sip of tea, Yang Jing felt the phone in his pocket vibrate...
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