Chapter 571 Be sincere in life

As soon as the three of them sat down, a middle-aged woman walked down from the second floor.

When he saw this woman, Tang Muyang understood why Zhang Yingjun didn’t look like Zhang Lin’s biological child.

This guy is carved from the same mold as his mother.

Although a woman is only 1.6 meters tall, she weighs at least 170 to 80 kilograms.

Walking down from the upper floor, the wooden stairs kept making "crying" sounds.

Tang Muyang was a little worried that the stairs would be crushed by her?

Before the woman could walk down the stairs, she greeted her warmly, "It's Ergou's classmate, right? Our Ergou rarely takes her classmates home. You must have a good relationship with him, right? Is he very naughty at school? I..."

This woman couldn't stop her mouth as soon as she opened her mouth, and her mouth was like a machine gun, making people overwhelmed.

Zhang Yingjun immediately spoke dissatisfiedly, "Mom, we are talking about serious business, don't make trouble, okay?"

The woman immediately looked at him dissatisfiedly, "Why, you are not happy to say a few words to you? Now your wings are hard, right? I tell you, you still eat ours and drink ours, and I still think I'm nagging, you %&￥%..."

Zhang Yingjunsheng looked at Tang Muyang with no desire, "You know now, why don't I want to go home, right?"

Tang Muyang looked at him sympathetically, turned his head to look at Zhang Lin, "Uncle Zhang, I'm here today, I actually have something I want to consult."

Zhang Lin nodded, "You ask."

Tang Muyang asked: "Do you know Master Lou Qingyu?"

Zhang Lin was stunned for a moment, "Master Lou? You can't be considered acquaintance. You helped him hold a calligraphy exhibition before, but his assistant came forward to contact him at that time, and he did not show up."

When Tang Muyang heard this, he was suddenly disappointed.

Zhang Lin couldn't help but be curious, "Why, do you want to meet this Master Lou? This may be a bit difficult."

Tang Muyang couldn't help but wonder, "Why?"

Zhang Lin continued: "This Master Lou is the Taishan Beidou in the calligraphy world, and is not comparable to the kind of fake calligraphers who make hype and hype. The circle he made friends with is naturally not something that ordinary people can come into contact with.

Moreover, Master Lou has always been in simplicity and rarely appears in front of others. It is very difficult to get to know him."

Tang Muyang couldn't help but frown, "Is there no other way?"

Zhang Lin lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head again, "It's not impossible at all, but it's more difficult."

Tang Muyang's eyes lit up, "Come and listen."

Zhang Lin rubbed the rosary in his hand, "After a while, the Calligraphers Association will hold a national calligraphy competition. Master Lou, as the honorary president of the association, should appear in the finals.

But if you want to get close to him, you must at least get the top three. Can you do it?"

Tang Muyang hesitated for a moment, saw a pen and ink on the table in a corner of the living room, and got up and walked over.

Pinch the brush, dip it ink, and raise your hand and wave it on the rice paper.

"Look at it, can you get the top three with this hand word?" Tang Muyang looked up at Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin smiled faintly, young people are competitive.

How many geniuses and masters are there in the National Calligraphy Competition? It is not that easy to get the top three.

However, this young man is his son's classmate after all, so he still has to give him face.

He then got up and walked over.

When Zhang Lin saw the words written by Tang Muyang, his eyes lit up and his pace became a little faster.

After looking for a while, he turned back to Tang Muyang, "How many years have you learned calligraphy... Wait a minute, let me guess. Judging from the brushwork and artistic conception of your calligraphy, you must have at least more than ten years of skill, right?"

Tang Muyang laughed dryly and shook his head.

Zhang Lin was a little surprised, "No? That was fifteen years old? You are only in your early twenties and started learning calligraphy at the age of five or six. Is it because of the origin of family learning?"

Tang Muyang coughed twice again, "It's not right."

Zhang Lin couldn't help frowning, "You can't start practicing calligraphy from the time you were born in your mother's womb?"

Tang Muyang couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I'd better give it honestly, actually... I've just been practicing calligraphy for more than a month."

Zhang Lin was stunned.

After staring at Tang Muyang for a while, he finally said something. "Young man, be sincere in life. I am communicating with you very seriously. If you are so dishonest, I will be angry."

Tang Muyang couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I've just practiced for a month, and I've practiced every now and then. I haven't touched the brush a few times."

Zhang Lin's cheeks twitched a few times, "Do you think I'm a fool? You can get this level by practicing a few times? If so, the world will be full of calligraphy masters."

The more he spoke, the more angry he became, as if he was very angry by Tang Muyang's "in sincerity".

Zhang Yingjun and his mother Niu Nan also came over. After reading the calligraphy, they also felt that Tang Muyang was too insincere.

The brushwork of this calligraphy is only a skill that can be tempered by at least ten years of hard practice.

This guy is actually talking lies with his eyes open.

This is no secret, what can I hide?

When Tang Muyang saw that the family had decided that he was lying, he was a little helpless, "I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe it, I can't do anything."

Zhang Lin curled his lips, "If you can really achieve this level in a month, it will be a thousand years... No, the first genius from ancient times to the present, I believe that my talent has gone against the will of heaven.

Then you copy another piece of characters on the spot. If you can copy them with three-point charm, I will believe you."

After saying that, he pointed to a character on the wall and looked at Tang Muyang, "This is a crazy cursive painting by Zhang Xu. Although it is also a copy, it is still apart from the original work, but it can be used to copy it."

Tang Muyang nodded, "I'll try."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the mad painting.

Immediately, the mental power spread rapidly, and all the brushwork trajectories on this character were imprinted in my mind.

Then start to quickly analyze the structure and the charm.

After practicing mental power, his brain has undergone earth-shaking changes.

If the previous brain is like an ordinary computer.

Then after practicing mental power, it has become a quantum computer.

Not only are the calculation methods completely different, but the calculation speed has increased by geometric times.

Things that might have taken several years to figure out before, but now you can understand them as long as your brain moves.

The analysis of this crazy painting was almost completed in the blink of an eye.

However, in order not to make the Zhang family too frightened, they pretended to stare at the macaque for more than half an hour.

Then he picked up the brush, covered with ink, and walked to the desk.

Seeing this, the three Zhang family members were stunned. Are they going to start writing?

Perhaps in Tang Muyang's opinion, it took a long time to observe for more than half an hour.

But in the eyes of ordinary people, how much can you see in half an hour?

It's good to be able to recognize all the words above.

Zhang Lin couldn't help but shake his head. The young man was just restless and impatient.

With this kind of mind, I still want to win the top three in the calligraphy competition and I still want to make friends with Master Lou?

Immediately, he no longer held any hope, turned around and walked back to the sofa, and watched TV.

At the same time, Tang Muyang took a deep breath, and tapped the brush in his hand on the smooth and smooth rice paper, and then penetrated the back of the paper, making the pen go astray.
Chapter completed!