The so-called calligraphy and painting are connected. His painting skills are outstanding, and his calligraphy attainments are beyond the level of a master.
This is entirely due to his long-term practice in the mountains, which makes him calm and return to his original nature. This is a state that impetuous metropolitan people cannot reach.
Therefore, he looked down upon modern calligraphy at all.
However, Lin Junyao felt that Ye Qingyang was bragging.
"Master Ye, calligraphy is very profound. If you don't understand calligraphy, please don't make any comments!"
Lin Junyao also likes to practice calligraphy with her grandfather, and she knows a little about calligraphy.
These works were all written by masters of the Calligraphy Association. How could they be as bad as Ye Qingyang said?
Ye Qingyang smiled softly and followed Lin Junyao into the corridor without making any excuses.
The two of them came to the innermost calligraphy practice room. At this time, there were many people sitting in the large calligraphy practice room.
Lin Junlong is among them.
"Grandpa!" Lin Junyao came to Lin Junlong: "Qingyang said he wanted to chat with you, so I brought him here!"
"Sit!" Lin Junlong smiled kindly at Ye Qingyang, and then whispered to Lin Junyao: "Shh, keep your voice down, they are about to start..."
Then, he pointed at a large writing desk not far ahead.
In front of the desk, a middle-aged man wearing Hanfu and a mustache was picking up a brush and splashing ink with it.
"drink!"
"ha!"
The man was so angry that he was so angry that he kept shouting loudly as he started writing.
After a while, a line of words appeared on the paper.
——Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountain——
"good!"
"Good words!"
"Vice President Qin's calligraphy is indeed remarkable!"
"Of course. Vice-President Qin's poem completely expresses the beauty of leisure and charm. I admire it."
...
Everyone around him applauded and praised him endlessly.
Qin Yue cupped his fists and smiled: "Everyone's praise, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning!"
Old Versailles!
But an old man in Tang suit by the window acted very coldly. He was Tang Zhentian, the president of the Qingzhou Calligraphy Association.
He only glanced at Qin Yue's words and smiled meaningfully.
Qin Yue has solid calligraphy skills and his calligraphy is really good.
But it's definitely not as good as everyone says.
Qin Yue has a restless mind and is very interested in great achievements. If his character is not well cultivated, it will be difficult for him to become a great master in calligraphy.
At this time, Qin Yue was looking at his handwriting triumphantly, and kept chatting with the people around him: "Oh, thank you, thank you!"
Suddenly, a familiar figure stood up, came to Qin Yue's side, pointed at Ye Qingyang, and whispered a few words in Qin Yue's ear.
Enemies meet in a narrow road, and this person is none other than Jin Qizhe, whom he met this morning.
Jin Qizhe is Qin Yue's nephew. He came here to study calligraphy.
His ultimate goal in learning calligraphy is to pick up girls.
This morning he was rejected by Lin Junyao. The floor was covered with roses and millions of diamond rings, but Lin Junyao ignored him, which was quite a slap in the face.
He reflected for a moment and suddenly had an epiphany.
A rich and knowledgeable woman is naturally highly immune to money and romance.
However, they are often conquered by talent.
He heard his uncle say several times that Lin Junyao was a member of the Calligraphy Association and would often accompany his grandfather Lin Junlong to practice calligraphy.
So Jin Qizhe wanted to target Lin Junyao and do whatever he wanted.
As long as you practice good calligraphy, are you still afraid that you won't be able to conquer the canary Lin Junyao?
After listening to Jin Qizhe's words, Qin Yue looked towards Ye Qingyang and Lin Junyao, with a hint of evil in his eyes.
"Junyao, you're here! Is this your boyfriend next to you?" Qin Yue asked knowingly.
Lin Junyao hesitated for a moment and said: "Yes, Uncle Qin, his name is Ye Qingyang, and he also likes calligraphy, so I brought him here to see it today!"
Only then did everyone turn their attention to Ye Qingyang.
"That's right, the young man is very talented!"
"Junyao, you are not young anymore. Your grandpa probably wants to have a grandson!"
"When are you getting married? Remember to send me an invitation!"
...
The people around him are all veterans. Considering Lin Junlong's face, he should say more nice things.
However, at this time, a strange and sinister voice came: "Haha, Junyao, you can find a boyfriend, but rich families also pay attention to being well-matched. These days, too many Phoenix men want to use women to get into power. As a result, after generations of hard work,
, it all gave him an advantage, tsk tsk tsk, Junyao, you have to think more about your family!"
After hearing this, Ye Qingyang naturally understood.
It was Jin Qizhe who gave Qin Yue eye drops, so this guy started to look at himself through colored glasses.
Lin Junyao said with some embarrassment: "Uncle Qin, you misunderstood, Qingyang is a very nice person!"
"How could he deceive your eyes if he doesn't behave better?" Qin Yue smiled and said, "I'm not telling you that, even if you are just eating soft food, you have to show some hard power. Just licking is enough."
No, sooner or later someone will see through it!"
As he said that, he smiled at Lin Junlong: "Mr. Lin, don't be offended. I have no other intention. I just feel that your granddaughter Junyao is a pity! Alas!"
Then he shook his head heavily and sighed.
When everyone heard this, their favorable impression of Ye Qingyang dropped sharply.
I originally thought it was a handsome man and a good-looking girl, but I heard it from Qin Yue's mouth. It turns out that this is a pretty boy who wants to take the upper hand!
People have worked hard for generations, but you are sitting back and enjoying the results. Who do you think you are?
"Oh, you really have to keep your eyes peeled when looking for a boyfriend these days!"
"I also heard that this guy is a kid from the mountains and is now a driver!"
“It’s not wrong to have no money and no background, but it’s shameless to have no ability!”
Everyone started talking.
Lin Junlong's face instantly became dull, and Lin Junyao didn't know how to respond.
Ye Qingyang smiled indifferently and said to Qin Yue: "You are the vice president of the Calligraphy Association after all, but you insulted and slandered me for your own selfish reasons. How can you, a sinister person like you with sores on your head and pus in your heart, deserve to be a calligrapher?
Where is the vice president of the association?”
"You..." Qin Yue didn't expect Ye Qingyang's words to be so sharp.
"What are you?" Ye Qingyang didn't give him a chance to speak at all: "Are you a calligrapher? Bah, a sinister and narrow-minded person will never be able to write good calligraphy, because your calligraphy lacks integrity and pattern!"
"Qingyang, stop saying a few words!"
The pale Lin Junyao on the side quickly pulled Ye Qingyang and signaled him to stop talking.
"presumptuous!"
A man with an inch beard angrily yelled at Ye Qingyang: "You are only a few pounds, but you dare to slander Chairman Qin's calligraphy? Chairman Qin is a well-known calligrapher in Qingzhou City, how can you criticize him?"
"This kid is so arrogant!"
"Young people really don't know how high the sky is!"
"Mr. Lin, look at this person that Junyao has brought. He has no manners at all. How good can his morals be? You must let Junyao see people clearly!"
...
Seeing so many people targeting Ye Qingyang, Lin Junyao couldn't help but feel a little anxious and defended: "Don't get me wrong, Qingyang didn't mean that..."
"Don't explain to them!" Ye Qingyang interrupted Lin Junyao and said with a smile: "Qingzhou City Calligraphy Association, haha, a group of people who are just looking for fame!"
"I wrote a few crooked characters and am enjoying myself here. Don't you think it's embarrassing? Do you know what real calligraphy is? It's really disappointing. Let's go!" Ye Qingyang stood up and wanted to leave.