Chapter 055: Calligraphy Master Qin Guan
Why do the old people look at Mr. Zou?
Because Mr. Zou is not an ordinary person.
Mr. Zou himself is a calligrapher, and he is also the vice president of the Zhejiang Academy of Calligraphy and Painting. He is also very famous in Zhejiang calligraphers.
Everyone here can see that the calligraphy is very good, but if you guess who wrote it, it is probably Mr. Zou will take action.
Mr. Zou finally spoke and said, "This Heart Sutra is written in a gentle and vigorous way, with steady and sophisticated brushwork, strict rules and vivid styles. Although there is no majestic momentum, it has the style of calligraphy in the Jin and Tang Dynasties. There is no fire in the characters, but it reveals a gentle and elegant spirit. It can be seen that the person who wrote this character has almost achieved great success in calligraphy."
"This character has been written for a short time, so look at the signature," he said, looking at Qin Guan, and everyone smiled, "I think this is the character Qin Guan asked for for his grandmother's birthday, but I have thought of all the famous calligraphers in China, but I can't think of who the calligraphy should come from. I think the answer is only for Qin Guan."
Several grandparents looked at Qin Guan, and Qin Bonian asked, "Xiao Guan, who did you write this calligraphy?"
Qin Guan was full of confidence and said, "Grandpa, this is what I wrote myself."
Qin Guan’s father Qin Han saw that his son was still saying this, and quickly said, “Don’t make trouble Xiaoguan, tell your grandfather, where did this calligraphy come from.”
Qin Guan knew they didn't believe it, but he couldn't make up a person, "Dad, this is really written by me. That day, when you said grandma's birthday, I thought about preparing a birthday gift for grandma. Later, I thought, grandma believed in Buddhism and recited the Great Compassion Mantra three times and seven times a day. I thought, it would be better to write a Heart Sutra to grandma and write this one by myself."
Mr. Zou looked at Qin Guan seriously: "You really wrote this letter yourself."
“It’s true.”
"To be honest, this character is much better than me. I dare say that the person who writes this character must at least devote himself to practicing for 30 years before he can have such writing skills, and he is still a very talented person."
Although Mr. Zou did not directly refute Qin Guan's words, the meaning is very clear. How could you, a slutty boy, write such words?
In fact, even the others present didn't believe it.
Qin Guan saw the faces of the crowd and smiled faintly: "If Grandpa Zou doesn't believe it, I can write a copy of my words on the spot and ask Grandpa Zou for advice."
Seeing Qin Guan's confidence look so confident, it was not like he was fake, everyone was confused. Old Dong said, "Since Xiao Guan is willing to write on the spot, let's see what the young calligrapher's words are."
The elderly are all cultural people, and they have some research on calligraphy. They will write a few strokes when they are free. Qin Guan’s grandfather is no exception. There is a large study in the old Qin family’s house, which is specially used to practice calligraphy.
Everyone walked towards the study together. On the way, Qin Yue secretly poked Qin Guan and whispered: "Guanguan, you are making such a big joke. If you just want to make grandma happy, there is no need to do this. I see that Uncle Third's face is not good-looking, so you probably will suffer when you go back."
Qin Guan turned to look at his father, and saw that his father was walking behind him, his face really looked bad. When he saw Qin Guan coming over, he glared at him fiercely.
Qin Guan turned around and smiled and said to Qin Yue: "Don't worry, sister, I'm really not making grandma happy. You'll know in a while."
"I know you big-headed ghost. I won't help you if my third uncle gets angry later." Qin Yue said angrily.
Everyone came to the study room. Qin Guan was very familiar with it. He took out a few pieces of rice paper from the cabinet and laid it. He picked up a pen to start moistening the pen, and asked Mr. Zou next to him: "Grandpa Zou, what do you want to write?"
Mr. Zou smiled, "Whatever, I only read the words."
Qin Guan didn't have any objections, so he stopped asking. He used paperweight to flatten the rice paper, picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink, and pondered for a moment, and became calculating in his heart.
"The sunset is beautiful and closer to the west. The Western Paradise is infinite and life-long. You can also pray to the Buddha when you hear the longevity, and blessings are blessed by the longevity star. No matter how good the human body is, the Pure Land of the Buddha has seven treasures, the lotus opens into the Buddha's body, and the body is infinite and wonderful and solemn."
Qin Guan's pen is like a dragon and a snake, and a birthday poem full of Buddhist meaning is read in one stroke.
Then, Qin Guan changed his wolf-haired pen and wrote a long signature, "'Buddha's kindness is universal, and all sentient beings grow auspicious. The Lotus Pond Sea Meeting will achieve Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha's Amitabha. His grandson Qin Guan wished grandma seventy-two years of birthday."
Qin Guan put down his brush and turned to look at everyone.
But it was revealed that the few people behind him were looking at him in surprise or the words on the table.
Qin Yue said in surprise: "Guanguan, you really know how to write brush calligraphy. This is really what you wrote. When did you know how to write brush calligraphy? You still write so well." Qin Guan asked a series of questions.
Others also woke up, and Mr. Zou said in surprise: "This cursive script is really beautiful, which is different from the "Heart Sutra" I just saw. The font is so elegant, upright and beautiful, and the muscles are strong. I didn't expect that a young doll could write this word. Qin Guan is more than enough to select a young calligrapher."
The contemporary calligrapher Zou actually had such a high evaluation of Qin Guan's calligraphy, and everyone present was also shocked.
Qin Bonian said: "Old Zou, I think the word Qin Guan is good, but it is not as good as you said. How old is he."
Qin Bonian was considered modest, but he was extremely surprised that his grandson, who had only known how to play before, had shown such a trick today. Of course, he was more relieved.
Who doesn’t want their children and grandchildren to become talented?
Originally, everyone thought that Mr. Zou was just polite, but after Qin Bainian finished speaking, Mr. Zou said firmly: "No, I didn't praise him too much. I think that the title of young calligrapher is not worthy of Qin Guan. In my opinion, Qin Guan's banknote calligraphy is already like a master, but I am not as good as me."
Everyone was even more surprised that Mr. Zou actually had such a high evaluation of Qin Guan's calligraphy.
Regardless of whether Mr. Zou praised the young man or not, it seems that Qin Guan's calligraphy can really be seen by experts.
Everyone was curious. They had a decades-old relationship with the Qin family, so they naturally knew that Qin Guan was not a young talented young talent, and he was the only one who was fooling around.
I don’t know when Qin Guan actually had this ability.
Qin Shi, the uncle of Qin Guan, asked, "Xiaoguan, when did you start practicing calligraphy? Why haven't you heard of it?"
Qin Guan quickly said, "For a few years, I have enrolled in a calligraphy class since I went to college and started practicing slowly."
Mr. Zou said in surprise: "I have been at this level in a few years. Who are you going to teach me?"
Qin Guan smiled and said, "Grandpa Zou, I don't have any mastery, I just practiced it by myself."
"But I see that you don't learn from Yan Liu, Su Cai, or Ouyang, you're your own font. How can you practice it yourself?" Mr. Zou was even more surprised.
Qin Guan said: "I just think it's good to write, there are no such constraints, and it's like this in the end."
Mr. Zou was shocked on the spot, and finally he could only sigh: "I can only say that you are gifted and powerful in spirit. You can actually reach this level by practicing by yourself. Qin Guan, don't let go in the future. In a few years, you will become everyone."
"No, now you can call him a calligraphy master!"
Chapter completed!