Chapter 41 I Stand Alone, Proud and Awakened
"Fu Shen finally posted on Weibo! We support you!"
"Just one ink painting?"
"What's the meaning behind painting both rocks and bamboo?"
"Fusheng, apologize to the literary world of Huazhou right now!"
"What gives you the right to look down on poetry competitions?"
"You bunch of idiots! What right does Fu Shen have to apologize?"
…
A painting, without any words.
Whether they were fans or just casual observers, everyone was somewhat confused.
Zhou Rongze was equally confused, telling me to look at Weibo, which is what he meant by "look at this thing?"
That's utterly nonsensical.
However, the painting technique is truly remarkable.
Zhou Rongze is passionate about calligraphy and also has considerable knowledge of painting.
He was somewhat surprised to see the indomitable spirit of bamboo in this painting.
"Lin Rui is a very talented kid. Take his piano skills, for example. Even Christie, a textbook figure in the piano world, wants to spar with him in private."
"Although he is not as good as a pianist in calligraphy, he is still at an expert level."
"Now it's even more outrageous, calligraphy and painting are now considered to be on the same level!"
"Plus, he occasionally brings up literary works. Tell me, where does a nineteen-year-old like him find the time to study these things?"
"Is it really talent?"
"That's just too monstrous."
Zhou Rongze couldn't help but complain, feeling more and more that the five percent of shares he gave away were well worth the price.
The more Zhou Rongze studied the painting on the monitor, the more he liked it, and he wished he could call Lin Rui and have the painting delivered to his office.
As for the Weibo outcry, he's not in a hurry anymore.
Besides, this matter can't be rushed, and a little more time won't make a difference.
"Huh? Another update?"
Zhou Rongze was still pondering the spirit of the bamboo in the painting when he discovered that Lin Rui had posted another Weibo post.
The photos were taken again, but this time they were accompanied by text.
Upon opening the image, Zhou Rongze's pupils constricted, and he stood up abruptly, his eyes revealing undisguised shock.
The picture shows a sheet of Xuan paper, on which ink strokes outline one after another in a vigorous and powerful cursive script.
poetry!
A complete poem!
Bamboo and Rock
Hold fast to the green hills and never let go.
The roots originally stood in the broken rocks.
Despite countless trials and tribulations, it remains firm and resilient.
Let the winds blow from east, west, north, or south.
Whether they were fans or critics, everyone was stunned at that moment.
"Fu Shen Niu Hei!"
"What a fine saying, 'Let the winds blow from the east, west, south, or north.'"
"Newbie here, asking for help: Is this poem related to that painting?"
"Poetry is painting, and painting is poetry. Verdict complete."
"My mom asked me again why I was kneeling while looking at the computer."
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Unlike that painting, the comment section here is incredibly harmonious.
Although there are occasional insults and accusations, they are quickly drowned out by the crowd and cannot cause any real trouble.
It should be noted that the vast majority of those who incited disturbances on Fusheng Weibo came from Huazhou.
Huazhou was skilled in poetry, lyrics, and prose, and also enjoyed playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
Lin Rui's painting and cursive script immediately made those who are passionate about calligraphy and painting stand up on the spot.
Expert-level calligraphy!
Expert-level drawing skills!
They are passionate about calligraphy and painting, not poetry and songs.
They came here purely to watch the excitement, and occasionally hurled a few insults to vent their frustrations. Did they really think they were hotheaded scholars who would cause bloodshed in a fit of rage?
You're overthinking it!
Whether Lin Rui mocked the Poetry Competition or not, they couldn't care less; even if he did, what did it have to do with them?
So, this group of people shut up first, and many of them even secretly followed them.
The other group of people were indeed incited and then took to Weibo to vent their anger.
Most of them enjoyed writing and composing poems about nature.
Among them are many famous literary figures.
When people read "Bamboo and Rock," many chose to remain silent.
Even though I am hostile to Fusheng's character, I have to admit that Fusheng deserves the title of talented!
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