On the high platform, Ren Xun, Qi Zejiang and others stood beside Ge Dachun, waiting to see Ge Dachun write.
Looking at Qiao Zhengchu's polishing skills, Ren Xun praised: "Mr. Ge really has a successor, your eldest disciple, I remember his name is Qiao Zhengchu, right?
Just by looking at his gentle, unhurried and unhurried way when grinding, you can tell that he must be deeply impressed by your true heritage."
Qiao Zhengchu smiled slightly and said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone: "Mr. Ren, that's a compliment."
Ge Dachun stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Mr. Ren, I have had three disciples in my life, and the one I am most proud of is indeed the eldest disciple Qiao Zhengchu.
Not only is Qiao Zhengchu's calligraphy truly passed down to me, but the most important thing is that he is a humble man, neither impatient nor impatient, mature and steady, both in life and in work.
This is why I am willing to bring him here today."
Not everyone can participate in today's banquet. People like Jing Xiu and others, if they don't get invitations and invitations, even millionaires will be rejected.
Without Ge Dachun's leadership, even though Qiao Zhengchu was well-known in the calligraphy world, he would not be qualified to participate.
Qiao Zhengchu also cherished this opportunity very much. It was a rare opportunity to show his face in front of so many celebrities in Handong Province, so every move he made since he walked into the hall of the venue was done deliberately and prepared for it.
Take the current grinding as an example. He holds the ink stick in his right hand, holds the cuff of his right hand with his left hand, and slowly grinds it in the inkstone. A little bit of ink is produced, which is full of cultural beauty and makes everyone who looks at it feel moved.
It seemed to have calmed down.
Seeing the admiring looks in everyone's eyes and hearing Ren Xun's praise, Qiao Zhengchu felt happy, but his face remained calm, maintaining the image of a polite and humble gentleman.
Gu Hansheng, president of the Medical University and vice president of the National Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, is a famous old Chinese medicine practitioner and is very fond of calligraphy.
After all, many of the Chinese medical documents he has studied throughout his life are ancient unique copies, and he has come into contact with a lot of calligraphy.
Hearing Ren Xun's praise, Gu Hansheng also praised: "From what I can see from Qiao Zhengchu's polishing techniques, his calligraphy must also be extremely exquisite.
How about asking Qiao Zhengchu to write one after Mr. Ge finishes writing it later?"
Qiao Zhengchu was overjoyed. This was the opportunity he had been dreaming of. Once he wrote a poem in front of so many people and received praise, his reputation would be completely spread tomorrow.
By then, the number of people who come to ask for his calligraphy will inevitably increase, and his calligraphy will inevitably increase in value, with the value doubling. It is possible that a single calligraphy may be sold for tens of thousands of yuan!
Ge Dachun glanced at Qiao Zhengchu and said with a smile: "Principal Gu is flattering me. I'm afraid it will make people laugh if I use the qualifications obtained by a scoundrel here."
Gu Hansheng said with a smile: "No, no, I'm looking forward to it very much.
Well, Mr. Ge's signature is given to the Chamber of Commerce, and we don't dare to ask for it.
Qiao Zhengchu’s calligraphy later, how about using it as a charity auction?
Those present who are interested can bid to buy it, and the highest bidder will get it. The money from the sale will be used to donate to charities, which can also be regarded as a good deed for the establishment of today's Chamber of Commerce."
When everyone heard Gu Hansheng's suggestion, they all found it interesting and agreed one after another.
Ge Dachun then nodded with a smile and said: "Well, let's let the scoundrel make a fool of himself for you later."
Qiao Zhengchu was immediately overjoyed at this moment. He never expected that this Gu Hansheng, whom he had never met before, would be so helpful. This suggestion could directly push his fame to the top.
Think about it, tomorrow there will be a line like this in the newspaper news: On the night when the Handong Province Chamber of Commerce was established, a calligraphy set by the famous calligrapher Qiao Zhengchu was auctioned, and the high price sold was all donated to charity.
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It doesn't matter if he can't get the money, donating it to charity is a magic touch, and it can push his reputation to the top in one go.
Because of the surprise in his heart, Qiao Zhengchu's hand holding the ink stick began to tremble slightly.
Fortunately, the ink was almost polished now, and there was no need for him to continue polishing it. Ge Dachun picked up the expensive brush, soaked it with ink, and began to write with flying colors in the eyes of everyone.
At this moment, Fang Lin came to the high platform, stood next to Qiao Zhengchu, and looked at Qiao Zhengchu.
Qiao Zhengchu had just suppressed the excitement in his heart. He turned around and saw Fang Lin. His heart was shocked again. He asked with a polite smile: "I wonder if President Fang has any research on calligraphy?"
Fang Lin shook his head and said, "No."
"Uh..." Qiao Zhengchu was startled for a moment. When he usually asked others this question, the other party would basically say that they understood a little bit, or would like to ask for advice, etc.
Unexpectedly, Fang Lin said no so casually.
After being slightly startled, Qiao Zhengchu smiled and said: "Then why don't you dare to explain to President Fang the word "family master"?
Fang Lin glanced at Ge Dachun's handwriting, smiled faintly, and said, "Okay, you come and talk about it."
Ge Dachun writes about the Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai's famous work "The Journey Is Difficult".xdw8
But I saw a poem composed of thick and powerful fonts, which gradually appeared on the paper with each stroke.
Gold bottles of wine cost ten thousand coins, and jade dishes cost ten thousand coins.
Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks, I can't eat. I draw my sword and look around at a loss.
If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.
I was fishing on the Bixi River in my spare time, and suddenly I was riding a boat and dreaming of the sun.
The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult, and there are many branches, but now I am safe.
There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the clouds and sails are hung directly to help the sea.
The poem "The Journey Is Difficult" expresses the poet Li Bai's indomitable spirit of striving to catch up. It is extremely appropriate to present it to the Chamber of Commerce and Industry, as it has a certain meaning.
Qiao Zhengchu composed himself, pointed to the calligraphy of the poem and said: "The calligraphy written by my master is in regular script. The writing in regular script is freer than regular script and more regular than cursive script. This type of calligraphy has been the most popular throughout the ages."
However, compared with Saint Wang, the family master's character is not too generous.
President Fang’s calligraphy is free in style, with connected strokes in different positions. It is flexible and diverse, but also rigorous. It emphasizes following the trend. Without decades of skills, there is no way to achieve this.
realm..."
Fang Lin is the protagonist of today's banquet. He has huge assets and amazing wealth, even surpassing the older generation of business tycoons such as Ren Xun and Qi Zejiang.
The most important thing is that he is still so young. As time goes by, his achievements will surely be even more impressive.
Qiao Zhengchu also tried his best to explain this word to Fang Lin from all aspects, in order to leave a good impression in front of Fang Lin.
Compared with the older generation of business tycoons such as Ren Xun and Shen Wanchong, he is more willing to get the favor of the upstart Fang Lin.
After everyone heard Qiao Zhengchu's explanation from simple to deep, they couldn't help but understand Ge Dachun's words better, and they were all overjoyed.
Fang Lin, on the other hand, could not tell whether he was happy or angry, and allowed Qiao Zhengchu to talk aside, just nodding his head from time to time and saying yes.
Gu Hansheng sighed, shook his head and said: "Sigh, Mr. Ge's calligraphy is good, but he has no chance to meet us.
This inscription will probably be framed and hung in President Fang Lin's office in the future.
Now I really want to see Qiao Zhengchu’s calligraphy, I hope no one wants to compete with me so that I can get this calligraphy!”