After chatting in the living room for a while, Zhao Qianhai pulled Liu Xiaoyuan to his study.
Zhao Qianhai's study was surprisingly large, almost the same size as his living room. The walls of the study were decorated with works by ancient calligraphers, as well as several of Zhao Qianhai's own works.
There was a large desk in the study, on which were placed writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.
"This old man likes to go into his study and write a few words whenever he has nothing to do!" Zhao Qianhai said with a smile.
Liu Xiaoyuan glanced at the bookshelf; all the books on it were related to calligraphy. As for other books, Liu Xiaoyuan didn't see any.
"Mr. Liu, I used to think that I was unmatched in the country when it came to the 'Slender Gold' style of calligraphy. But after seeing your calligraphy, Liu Xiaoyuan, I realized that I was just a frog in a well, arrogant and ignorant!"
As Zhao Qianhai spoke, he shook his head, feeling ashamed of his arrogance and pride!
Liu Xiaoyuan thought to himself, "No matter how well you copy it, it's still just a copy. How can it compare to the original?"
"Mr. Zhao, you are too modest, too modest!" Liu Xiaoyuan didn't know how to comfort Zhao Qianhai.
Zhao Qianhai quickly shook his head and said, "I'm not being modest, I'm just telling the truth. Especially for those of us who are involved in calligraphy and painting, we must have a humble and receptive heart and never be complacent, otherwise it will be difficult to reach a higher level."
After Zhao Qianhai finished speaking, he looked at his student Li Chenggong and said, "Chenggong, did you hear that?"
Li Chenggong nodded respectfully and said, "I have heard you! I will certainly remember your teachings!"
Liu Xiaoyuan admired Zhao Qianhai's boldness from the bottom of his heart. If it were an ordinary person, they would never admit that Liu Xiaoyuan, a mere young boy, could write better than him, a well-established calligraphy master.
"Mr. Liu, the reason I invited you here today is to ask you to give this old man some guidance!" Zhao Qianhai humbly asked for advice.
Holy crap! Liu Xiaoyuan is a complete charlatan; how could he possibly instruct a calligraphy master like Zhao Qianhai?
Fortunately, Liu Xiaoyuan immediately remembered the existence of the God-level Invincible System and immediately had the system summon Emperor Huizong of Song.
"Mr. Zhao, you flatter me. I should be the one asking you for your guidance!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.
Zhao Qianhai shook his head and said, "No, no! Mr. Liu, please don't be modest. In terms of the Slender Gold style of calligraphy, you are indeed superior to me. I am sincerely seeking your guidance, so please don't refuse!"
Since things had come to this point, it would be too hypocritical for Liu Xiaoyuan to refuse. It was just a matter of giving pointers on the Slender Gold style calligraphy; Liu Xiaoyuan had already summoned Emperor Huizong of Song, the creator of the style, so what was there to be afraid of?
"Since Mr. Zhao puts it that way, then I'll just have to show off my limited skills before an expert!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qianhai immediately went to the desk and laid out the Xuan paper. Li Chenggong was about to help, but Zhao Qianhai stopped him.
After laying out the Xuan paper, Zhao Qianhai immediately picked up the inkstone from the desk and began grinding ink.
Liu Xiaoyuan took a calligraphy brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write the traditional Chinese character "Zhao" on the rice paper.
When Zhao Qianhai saw the characters on the Xuan paper, he looked at them with admiration, clapped his hands, and shouted "Great calligraphy!"
Of course, it's excellent calligraphy; it's as if Emperor Huizong of Song wrote it himself.
“Mr. Zhao, you must know the characteristics of the Slender Gold style of calligraphy. It is slender and upright, with horizontal strokes ending with a hook, vertical strokes ending with a dot, left-falling strokes like daggers, right-falling strokes like cutting knives, and long and thin vertical hooks.” Liu Xiaoyuan explained in detail, and Zhao Qianhai nodded repeatedly. These were indeed the characteristics of the Slender Gold style of calligraphy.
"Mr. Zhao, let's take this character 'Zhao' as an example. You see, this horizontal stroke, when I finish the stroke, I gently lift my wrist upwards. It's crucial to control the force, otherwise it will be substandard..."
Using the character "Zhao" on Xuan paper as an example, Liu Xiaoyuan explained in detail to Zhao Qianhai some things to pay attention to when writing in the "Slender Gold" style. Zhao Qianhai and Li Chenggong listened attentively, afraid of missing a single character.
"Master Liu, your words are more valuable than ten years of my own research!" Zhao Qianhai benefited greatly and unconsciously called Liu Xiaoyuan "Master Liu" again!
As for Li Chenggong, after hearing this explanation, he was already bowing down to Liu Xiaoyuan and was just short of kneeling down and kowtowing to become his disciple!
"Mr. Zhao, you flatter me too much. No matter what skill you're learning, you need to exchange ideas to improve!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.
Zhao Qianhai nodded repeatedly in agreement, then took a brush and wrote a traditional Chinese character for "Zhao" on the rice paper. After finishing, Zhao Qianhai asked, "Mr. Liu, could you please correct me?"
Liu Xiaoyuan didn't mince words and, with the eye of Emperor Huizong of Song, pointed out the shortcomings of the character "Zhao" written by Zhao Qianhai!
After listening to Liu Xiaoyuan's points out the shortcomings, Zhao Qianhai was completely convinced and almost knelt down to call him "teacher".
Then, under Liu Xiaoyuan's guidance, Zhao Qianhai wrote a few more words.
Before they knew it, it was noon. Zhao Qianhai's wife knocked on the study door and called them to lunch.
Zhao Qianhai and Li Chenggong were quite surprised to hear this. Zhao Qianhai looked at his wife and asked, "Lunch so soon? Didn't we just have breakfast?"
Zhao Qianhai's wife scolded, "You've gotten so confused from writing! It's already past midnight!"
Liu Xiaoyuan didn't expect time to pass so quickly. It seems that practicing calligraphy is an easy way to pass the time.
"Oh dear! Look at me, I was so focused on getting guidance from Master Liu that I forgot about the time. Come on, Master Liu, let's go eat, let's go eat!" Zhao Qianhai glanced at the time, slapped his forehead, and then grabbed Liu Xiaoyuan's hand and walked out!
Zhao Qianhai's wife cooks home-style dishes, which are very delicious and suit Liu Xiaoyuan's taste perfectly.
Even during meals, Zhao Qianhai never forgot to ask Liu Xiaoyuan for advice on calligraphy.
"Grandpa, Grandma, I'm back!" A girl walked in and said happily while we were eating.
Hearing the sound, Liu Xiaoyuan turned around and saw a girl of about eighteen or nineteen standing at the door, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and a black short skirt, with her long, beautiful legs exposed to the air.
The girl was very beautiful, with an oval face, bright eyes and white teeth. Her big eyes seemed to speak volumes, and her bangs made her look even more beautiful and charming.
"Chuchu, you didn't even tell me you were coming back. Have you eaten yet?" Zhao Qianhai's wife asked.
"Grandma, I just wanted to surprise you two," Chu Chu said, putting her backpack on the sofa and walking over. "I haven't eaten yet. Mmm, it smells so good. Grandma's cooking is so delicious."
As Zhao Chuchu spoke, she didn't even wash her hands before picking up a chair and sitting down.
"You silly child, go wash your hands!" Zhao Qianhai's wife said with a doting expression.
"Okay!" Zhao Chuchu nodded in agreement. Before leaving, she picked up her chopsticks, took a bite of food, and said as she ate, "Grandma's cooking is still the best!"
(End of this chapter)
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