Why do the old people look at Mr. Zou?

Because Mr. Zou is not an ordinary person.

Mr. Zou is a calligrapher himself, and is also the vice president of the Zhejiang Provincial Academy of Calligraphy and Painting. He is also a well-known calligrapher in Zhejiang Province.

Everyone here can see that the calligraphy is very good, but if you want to guess who wrote it, Mr. Zou will probably have to take action.

Mr. Zou finally spoke and said: "This Heart Sutra is written with gentleness and vigor, the brushwork is steady and sophisticated, the rules are rigorous and the mood is vivid. Although it does not have a majestic momentum, it has the style of Jin and Tang calligraphy. There is no anger in the words.

On the contrary, it exudes a gentle and elegant atmosphere, which shows that the person who wrote this calligraphy has nearly perfected his calligraphy."

"At first glance, it seems that this calligraphy was not written for a long time, and then look at the signature." After speaking, he looked at Qin Guan, and everyone smiled, "I think this is what Qin Guan asked for for his grandma's birthday, but

I've thought about all the famous calligraphers in China, but I can't think of whose hand this calligraphy should be. I think the answer can only be asked to Qin Guan."

Several grandparents looked at Qin Guan, and Qin Bainian asked: "Xiao Guan, who did you ask to write this calligraphy?"

Qin Guan felt confident and said, "Grandpa, I wrote this myself."

Qin Guan's father, Qin Han, saw that his son was still talking like this, so he quickly said: "Xiao Guan, please stop making trouble and tell your grandfather where this calligraphy came from."

Qin Guan knew they didn't believe it, but he couldn't make up someone, "Dad, I really wrote this calligraphy myself. That day you said it was grandma's birthday, so I was thinking about preparing a birthday gift for grandma. Later,

Thinking about it, my grandma is a Buddhist and has to recite the Great Compassion Mantra three times and the Heart Sutra seven times every day, so I thought it would be better to write a Heart Sutra and give it to grandma, so I wrote this text myself."

Mr. Zou looked at Qin Guan seriously: "You really wrote this calligraphy yourself."

"Absolutely true."

"To be honest, I am much better at writing this calligraphy than I am. With such sharp writing skills, I dare say that the person who wrote this calligraphy would have to practice for at least 30 years to have such writing skills, and he is also a very talented person.

Divide people."

Although Mr. Zou did not directly refute Qin Guan's words, the meaning was very clear. How could you, a young boy like you, write such words?

In fact, even other people present didn't believe it.

Qin watched everyone's expressions, smiled lightly and said: "If Grandpa Zou doesn't believe it, I can write a calligraphy on the spot and ask Grandpa Zou for advice."

Seeing Qin Guan's confident look, which didn't look like he was cheating, everyone became confused. Mr. Dong said, "Since Xiao Guan is willing to write on the spot, let's see what this young calligrapher's handwriting is like."

The old people are all educated people, and they have some knowledge of calligraphy. They will write a few strokes when they have nothing to do. Qin Guan's grandfather is no exception. The Qin family's old house has a large study room dedicated to practicing calligraphy.

Everyone walked to the study together. On the way, Qin Yue secretly poked Qin Guan and whispered: "Guan Guan, you are joking too much. If it is just to make grandma happy, there is no need to do this. I don't think the third uncle's face looks good."

, you will probably suffer a lot when you go back."

Qin Guan turned to look at his father and found that his father was walking behind. His face was indeed ugly. When Qin Guan came over, he gave him a fierce look.

Qin Guan turned around, smiled and said to Qin Yue: "Don't worry, sister, I really don't want to make grandma happy. You will know it soon."

"I know you're a big-headed idiot. I won't help you when your third uncle gets angry." Qin Yue said angrily.

Everyone came to the study. Qin Guan was very familiar with the place. He took out a few pieces of rice paper from the cabinet and laid them out. He picked up a pen and started to polish it. He asked Mr. Zou next to him: "Grandpa Zou, what do you want to write?"

Mr. Zou smiled and said, "Whatever, I just read the words."

Qin saw that no one else had any objections, so he stopped asking. He flattened the rice paper with a paperweight, picked up a brush and dipped it in ink. He pondered for a while and started to think about it.

"The beautiful sunset is closer to the west. The bliss of the west is immeasurable. May you also wish me longevity if you hear the Buddha. May the longevity star be blessed with good fortune and longevity. No matter how good the human body is, it is not as good as the Buddha. There are seven treasures in the pure land of the Buddha. The precious lotus opens and transforms into the Buddha's body. The body is immeasurably wonderful and solemn.

.”

Qin Guan's pen moves like a dragon and a snake, and he writes a birthday message full of Buddhist meaning in one stroke.

Then, Qin Guan changed his pen and wrote a long signature, "'Buddha is kind to all beings, and all sentient beings will grow auspiciously. Lotus ponds and seas will gather together, and we will realize Amitabha's infinite life.' His grandson Qin Guan wished his grandmother seventy-two years.

life."

Qin Guan put down his brush and turned to look at everyone.

But he found that several people behind him were looking at him in surprise, or at the words on the table.

Qin Yue said in surprise: "Guan Guan, you can really write calligraphy. This, this is really what you wrote. When did you learn to write calligraphy and write so well?" Qin Guan asked a series of questions.

Others also woke up. Mr. Zou said in surprise: "This calligraphy is really beautiful. It is different from the regular script 'Heart Sutra' I just saw. The font is windy and graceful, tall and beautiful, and the muscles and bones are strong. I didn't expect, I really didn't expect, a

A young baby can actually write this calligraphy. Qin Guan is more than enough to select a young calligrapher."

Everyone present was shocked that Mr. Zou, a contemporary calligrapher, had such a high opinion of Qin Guan's calligraphy.

Qin Bainian said: "Old Zou, I think the word Qin Guan is good, but not as good as you said. How old is he?"

Qin Bainian was modest, but he was extremely surprised that his grandson, who only knew how to play before, showed such a skill today. Of course, he was even more pleased.

Who doesn’t want their children and grandchildren to become talented?

At first, everyone thought that Mr. Zou was just being polite, but after Qin Bainian finished speaking, Mr. Zou said firmly: "No, I didn't praise him too much. I do think that the title of young calligrapher is not worthy of Qin Guan.

In my opinion, Qin Guan's paper money calligraphy is like a master, but I am not as good as him anyway."

Everyone was even more surprised that Mr. Zou thought so highly of Qin Guan's calligraphy.

Regardless of whether Mr. Zou is praising the young man or not, it seems now that Qin Guan's handwriting is really worthy of the discernment of experts.

Everyone was curious. They had an old relationship with the Qin family for decades, so they naturally knew that Qin Guan was not a young talent, and he was a part of the nonsense.

I don’t know when Qin Guan actually had this ability.

Uncle Qin Guan Qin Shi asked: "Xiao Guan, when did you start practicing calligraphy? Why haven't I heard you say it?"

Qin Guan hurriedly said: "It's been a few years since I went to college and I signed up for a calligraphy class and started practicing slowly."

Mr. Zou was surprised and said: "You have reached this level in just a few years. Who did you learn from?"

Qin Guan smiled and said: "Grandpa Zou, I don't have any teachers. I just practiced according to the copybooks."

"But I see that your calligraphy is not like Yan Liu, Su Cai, or Ouyang. It is a style of its own. How is it possible that you practiced it yourself?" Mr. Zou was even more surprised.

Qin Guandao: "I just felt that I could write whatever I thought looked good, without so many constraints, and that was it in the end."

Mr. Zou was shocked on the spot. In the end, he could only sigh: "I can only say that you are extremely talented and have amazing aura. You can reach this level by practicing by yourself. Qin Guan, don't give up in the future. In a few years, you will be able to reach this level."

Become everyone."

"No, now you can call yourself a master of calligraphy!"
Chapter completed!