Drinking tea in this environment is indeed a very pleasant thing.
Both Lin Cheng and Meng Yun enjoyed this moment very much.
Coupled with the melodious sound of the piano coming from a distance, and the sound of the gurgling stream not far away, all this is simply a dreamlike environment.
Especially when you are with someone you like, the feeling is so good that it explodes.
Although he has been here for less than ten minutes, Meng Yun has already fallen in love with it.
Whether it is Lin Cheng or Meng Yun, they are enjoying their time together.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise from a distance.
Immediately afterwards, a man roared angrily: "Yan Jun, what did you say, you have the guts to say what you just said!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, the man named Yan Jun also stood up from his seat, and he said without showing any weakness: "What's the matter if I say it again, your Jiangcheng Calligraphy Association is not good at all except for the beautiful construction of this club. There is no merit. As for the members of your Jiangcheng Calligraphy Club, you are all rubbish. Each of you has a poor calligraphy level, but you lick your face and say that you are a master. I really don¡¯t know how big your face is. My master, Sun Zheng, dare not call himself a master, I really don¡¯t know who gave you the courage to call yourself a master.¡±
As soon as Yan Jun said these words, the faces of everyone in the entire association became extremely ugly.
They are also members of the Jiangcheng Calligraphy Association. Yan Jun said that, doesn't it mean that they are all people who are trying to catch fame?
Who can bear such an insult?
At this time, a white-bearded old man in a dark blue coat suddenly said in a deep voice: "Young man, what you said just now was too much. Although there have not been many famous experts in my Jiangcheng Calligraphy Association these years, there are still famous and fortunate calligraphers. There are quite a few. For example, Master Chen Ji, his cursive script is like a dragon and a snake, which is quite like Zhang Xu, isn't he enough to be called a master?"
Chen Ji?
Hearing this, Yan Jun sneered, and said: "Chen Jizhi is so talented, the cursive script he wrote can't even reach the superficial level of Zhang Xu's cursive script, let alone the artistic conception, Chen Ji can only speak calligraphy at best. Just nice people."
After saying this, he smiled again: "Everyone, Chen Ji is an elder, so I am naturally not qualified to judge him. My teacher Sun Zheng said what he said just now. I think everyone should believe his evaluation, right?"
Hearing that this was Sun Zheng's comment, those who were still unconvinced immediately died down.
Seeing the other party like this, Yan Jun snorted softly, with a look of pride on his face, he sighed and said: "No wonder my master told me before I came to Jiangcheng that there is no need to go to the Jiangcheng Calligraphy Association. Because there are a group of frogs sitting in a well watching the sky, and going there to communicate with each other is of no use at all. At first, I still didn¡¯t believe what I said, and Jiangcheng City is a city anyway, but looking at it now, I suddenly believed what my teacher said gone."
At the end, Yan Jun sighed pretending to be regretful.
Seeing Yan Jun pretending there, the members of the Calligraphy Association who had gradually gathered around suddenly showed angry expressions.
They are able to become members of the Jiangcheng Calligraphy Association, and they are naturally capable people, but now they are said to be rubbish. I am afraid that no one will be able to bear this kind of thing.
Originally there were people who wanted to argue with Yan Jun, but when they thought that Yan Jun's teacher was Sun Zheng, these people still didn't open their mouths in the end.
For a while, the scene became silent.
In the gazebo not too far from here, Lin Cheng and Meng Yun could see clearly what happened just now.
Meng Yun frowned and said, "Lin Cheng, who is Yan Jun's teacher Sun Zheng? Why do I feel that everyone is afraid of his teacher?"
When Lin Cheng heard this, he didn't explain it directly, but instead asked Meng Yun a question, "You should have heard of Yan Jin Liu Gu, right?"
Meng Yun nodded.
Lin Cheng continued: "Sun Zheng is the best calligrapher in China to imitate Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy. Some people even say that as long as Sun Zheng is asked to write calligraphy on ancient paper, then experts in cultural relics appraisal may mistake it for Yan Zhenqing's authentic calligraphy. At the same time Sun Zheng is also the vice-chairman of the Huaxia Calligraphy Association, and he is very well-known in the Chinese calligraphy circle, and he can be said to be one of the top five calligraphers in China."
After listening to Lin Cheng's explanation, Meng Yun suddenly looked stunned.
However, she still said in disbelief: "If Sun Zheng is really as you said, he should be a man of high morals! How could he let his disciples do such a thing?"matter? Isn't this discrediting his teacher? "
Hearing this question, Lin Cheng said a little speechlessly: "Who told you that if you have good calligraphy, you must be a person of high morals? Cai Jing's calligraphy is also good in history, but is he highly respected?"
Hearing these words, Meng Yun nodded thoughtfully.
Lin Cheng said: "Let's wait and see what happens, and someone from management will come over later."
Just when Lin Cheng and Meng Yun were communicating, another change occurred in Yan Jun.
Seeing that everyone was left speechless by what he said, Yan Jun's face was already full of complacency,
He snorted softly, and said: "It seems that what my master said is indeed correct, everyone who sits again is rubbish."
"Yan Jun, you are enough! This is our Jiangcheng Calligraphy Association, not a place for you to play wild. Besides, your master is a master, not you, and you are not qualified to play wild here!"
Just as Yan Jun finished speaking, a roar came from the second floor.
Immediately afterwards, five people walked down quickly.
Among them, the leader is an old man.
He is Fan Yu, the president of the Jiangcheng Calligraphy Association.
Seeing Fan Yu come out, Yan Jun smiled again, and he said with a smile: "Finally you came out, Master Uncle Fan Yu."
Uncle Master?
Hearing Yan Jun's name, everyone including Lin Cheng was dumbfounded.
They never thought that Fan Yu and Yan Jun had such a relationship.
If Fan Yu is Yan Jun's uncle, doesn't that mean that Yan Jun and Sun Zheng are brothers?
Fan Yu snorted coldly and said, "Get out, I'm not your uncle."
Yan Jun smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you are my master or not. Anyway, the purpose of my master's asking me to come today is to kick the hall. No, it should be said to meet friends through calligraphy."
Speaking of this, Yan Jun paused for a moment, and then said to the people around him: "Just now I just took a look at your calligraphy, how can I say it? It's rubbish. If it was in my house, I would not dare to hang these things on the wall , because I am afraid of embarrassment. Anyway, your calligraphy is not as good as mine, so you should just hurry up and admit defeat directly, and save our time."
At this moment, Yan Jun seemed to have thought of something, and he said with a smile: "This calligraphy just happened to be a work I just finished two days ago, just for you to appreciate. Remember, if the level of self-awareness is not as good as this People who want to write calligraphy, please don¡¯t challenge me, people must be self-aware.¡±
After finishing speaking, he hung a picture on the wall. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com