Inside the study, the silver-haired old man was rummaging through the things he wanted Su Ningshuang to bring to her grandfather.
Ye Chen stood there bored, his gaze drawn to a piece of calligraphy on the desk that had been written over half a day.
If I'm not mistaken, this calligraphy was written by Grandpa Qin, and it hasn't even been framed yet.
As for the content, it's very simple, just the four words "immovable as a mountain".
"Oh, Xiao Chen, you know calligraphy?"
Noticing that Ye Chen was looking at the words he had just written that morning, the silver-haired old man asked a question.
"I understand a little bit."
Ye Chen gave a modest reply.
Hearing Ye Chen say this, the silver-haired old man was not surprised. After all, in recent years, young parents have been paying more and more attention to their children's education.
They sent their children to learn calligraphy, painting, Go, and the like at a young age, so it's normal that Xiaochen knows calligraphy.
"So what do you think of my four words?"
The silver-haired old man asked casually.
Back when he was in the capital, he met many top calligraphers, who all praised his calligraphy.
However, just when the silver-haired old man thought Ye Chen would flatter him, Ye Chen said something that surprised him greatly.
"Grandpa Qin, you must have studied the calligraphy of Yan Zhenqing and Liu Gongquan. As the saying goes, 'Yan's sinews and Liu's bones,' and you use Yan's sinews very well. As for Liu's bones......"
Ye Chen hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
Having acquired top-tier calligraphy skills from the game, Ye Chen glanced at the piece and immediately thought it was quite ordinary.
Moreover, Ye Chen's words were already quite generous.
Grandpa Qin's calligraphy has no aesthetic appeal whatsoever; he hasn't learned the essence of Liu Gongquan's style at all, only imitating its similarity.
"What did you say?"
The silver-haired old man's eyes narrowed instantly, as if he were angry.
"Ye Chen..."
Su Ningshuang whispered in Ye Chen's ear.
Su Ningshuang knew that Ye Chen's calligraphy was excellent, and her professional critique was absolutely spot-on.
But now it's Grandpa Qin, their elder. Even if he has shortcomings, shouldn't they be a little more tactful in their words?
She felt that Grandpa Qin might be a little angry.
The silver-haired old man did not let Su Ningshuang continue speaking.
"Xiao Chen, you said my Liu Gu isn't doing well in her studies, what's wrong with her?"
Grandpa Qin walked over to Ye Chen and asked him carefully.
Seeing this, Ye Chen didn't try to hide anything and answered directly:
"Liu Gu refers to the vigorous and powerful style of Liu Gongquan's calligraphy, which possesses a skeletal beauty. Grandpa Qin, look at your calligraphy. First of all, the character 'Bu' (不) is weak and limp, as if it's about to collapse..."
Ye Chen explained in detail the key points of Grandpa Qin's "unmoved as a mountain".
After listening to Ye Chen's analysis, Grandpa Qin looked at his own writing again, and his expression became complicated.
Just as Su Ningshuang was worried that Grandpa Qin might get angry, the silver-haired old man burst into laughter.
He patted Ye Chen on the shoulder, then looked at Ye Chen with immense admiration:
"Xiao Chen, you are absolutely right. I accept your criticism."
"The calligraphers I knew before, because of my status, none of them dared to tell me the truth..."
The silver-haired old man guessed that those calligraphers in the capital were probably afraid of offending him and only dared to say nice things.
Listening to Xiao Chen's answer today made him realize the reality: his skills are still insufficient, and he still needs to learn more.
At this moment, the silver-haired old man's impression of Ye Chen had been elevated once again.
Xiao Chen is probably one of the most outstanding young people he knows.
"By the way, Xiao Chen, your calligraphy is so good, have you ever joined any associations or organizations?"
The silver-haired old man asked curiously.
"Grandpa Qin, I have joined the China Calligraphers Association."
Ye Chen answered.
"China Calligraphers Association?"
Grandpa Qin was somewhat surprised.
The China Calligraphers Association must be the highest-level calligraphy association in the country.
"Xiao Chen, would you like to get to know the Secretary-General of the China Calligraphers Association? I can help you."
Grandpa Qin continued to ask,
He was considering introducing Xiao Chen, this promising young man, to the secretary-general of the China Calligraphers Association, whom he knew, so that Xiao Chen could be mentored.
"Thank you for your kindness, Grandpa Qin."
"However, I've known the secretary-general of the China Calligraphers Association for a long time, and I even gave him some pointers at the last gathering."
Ye Chen answered calmly.
"Xiao Chen, what did you say?!"
"You gave guidance to the secretary-general of the Chinese Calligraphers Association last time?!"
Grandpa Qin had an incredulous expression on his face.
The secretary-general of Huaxia Calligraphers is already one of the top calligraphers in the country.
He was also the most skilled and powerful calligrapher he knew.
But now, Xiao Chen claims he gave guidance to the vice president of the China Calligraphers Association?!
Is this a joke?!
A young man in his early twenties, giving pointers to one of the top calligraphers in the country?!
Xiao Chen's statement is a bit of an exaggeration.
If you switched their positions and had the Secretary-General of the China Calligraphers Association give Xiao Chen pointers, he would find it more reasonable.
The silver-haired old man didn't quite believe Ye Chen's words.
Suddenly, his impression of Ye Chen changed and became less positive.
Finally, the silver-haired old man asked a perfunctory question:
"Xiao Chen, what position do you hold in the China Calligraphers Association?"
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