"Su Su, do you really know calligraphy?" Lin Yanyu subconsciously asked her doubts.
Then she stuck out her tongue. She had just said she would absolutely believe Su Su, how could she not change?
Looking at Gong Ju Ren beside her, his confidence and admiration.
No, she couldn't be outdone by him!
"I know a little," Su Yu smiled.
Lin Yanyu's ink was almost ground.
He picked up the brush and dipped it in some ink.
The full text of the "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion" appeared in his mind.
With his master-level calligraphy, he could reproduce it with 80% similarity.
However, it was enough.
This was known as the number one running script in the world, the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion.
Let alone the younger generation.
Even the older cultural figures in the Orchid Pavilion might not have 80% of the calligraphy skill of the Sage of Calligraphy.
However, apart from the flowing cups of wine and composing poetry in the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion, everything else was completely different from today.
Time, place, and people were all different.
The system could help modify it, but Su Yu refused.
He had always felt that a qualified transporter should keep things original.
As usual, he first expressed gratitude in his heart to the original author, then picked up the brush.
"In the ninth year of Yonghe, the year was Guichou, at the beginning of the late spring..."
Writing poetry is different from writing songs.
In the eyes of poets, mood is more important than logic.
So, writing like this could be described as using the past to illustrate the present. This situation is very normal in cultural circles, and they might even realize it's a reference to the past without me saying anything.
Time passed slowly.
Su Yu's writing speed increased.
The entire movement was fluid and natural, completed in one go, without any pause or hesitation.
Lin Yanyu didn't understand calligraphy well, but she could see the elegance in Su Yu's characters.
Gong Ju Ren, holding the live-streaming equipment, aimed it at Su Yu's paper.
On the bullet screen, exclamations appeared all over the place without anyone noticing.
"Holy cow!"
"I'm a postgraduate student in Chinese literature, and I predict that everyone present will question their lives next!"
"As someone who studies calligraphy, I took half a minute to recover after he wrote the first word!!!"
"I'm currently in a calligraphy class, and the teacher directly asked me to project my phone onto the classroom projector!"
"Is he really that good??"
"I don't understand, but I think Su Yu's handwriting is just f*cking beautiful!!"
Su Yu didn't pay attention to the overwhelming barrage of comments.
He was fully immersed in this Preface to the Orchid Pavilion.
Unknowingly, he had already written half of it.
And at this moment.
Some people on the scene had already finished.
The cultural association's bigwigs in the Orchid Pavilion came one by one to the people who had finished and began to comment.
They occasionally let out sighs of admiration.
There were many people with extremely high calligraphy attainments present. Although their fame did not match that of Shen Chun, the talented scholar from the capital.
However, the characters they wrote could be compared to his.
"This piece is written well, and the characters are also very good, a superior work!"
Wu Tian praised a young man named Chen An. He was somewhat famous in the industry, a short video blogger, and a top student from the Chinese department. He usually updated calligraphy-related videos and had over a million followers.
"It's indeed good, except for the brushwork which is a bit immature, everything else is very good," Shen Lingyun also nodded.
"Thank you for your comments, Teacher Wu and Teacher Shen."
Chen An was also very happy to receive praise from Wu Tian.
These two represented the authorities in poetry and calligraphy in the cultural circle. Receiving praise from authorities added another brilliant stroke to his resume.
In the calligraphy world, besides skill, there is also recognition.
Some people write beautiful characters, but if they are not recognized by the authorities, their characters are worthless.
This is a very realistic problem.
Not everyone understands calligraphy.
In the calligraphy world, a large part of the value of your work depends on the recognition of those at the peak.
Next, there were a few more praised works.
They all expressed their gratitude to Wu Tian and Shen Lingyun.
Sometimes, a single word from a big shot could be worth years of their effort.
Finally.
Shen Chun also finished writing.
He put down his brush and took a deep breath.
Confidently, he blew on the still wet ink.
Seeing this, Shen Lingyun was about to lead a group of people towards Shen Chun.
However, he was stopped by Wu Tian.
"Let's comment on others' first," Wu Tian's words carried a hidden meaning.
Su Yu was still engrossed in his writing. Wu Tian still held onto hope. If Su Yu's calligraphy was as impressive as his poetry recitation, then he would feel a sense of balance.
"Haha, alright." However, Shen Lingyun didn't understand his intention.
He thought Wu Tian wanted his son Shen Chun to be the finale.
This also suited his intentions perfectly.
Next.
A group of people went by one by one, commenting on the works.
There were a few more decent pieces of calligraphy that received praise.
Finally.
Only Shen Chun and Su Yu were left.
At this moment, Su Yu also put down his brush.
"Let's display them together," said Wu Tian.
He silently prayed for a miracle, "Go Su Yu!"
"That's a good suggestion," Shen Lingyun said with a smile upon hearing this.
Su Yu had won two rounds in a row. If Shen Chun's calligraphy won against Su Yu at this moment, it would be considered saving face for the cultural circle.
After the decision was made.
Four maids dressed as assistants came to Shen Chun and Su Yu respectively.
And the two maids beside Su Yu, with flushed faces, cast flirtatious glances at him.
However, under Lin Yanyu's imperial aura, they quickly shrank their necks.
"Next, we will first appreciate Shen Chun's work."
Shen Lingyun finished speaking.
Two assistants held one end of the scroll each.
And unfurled it for display.
"Hiss... it's running script!"
"Shen Chun's calligraphy attainments are indeed as rumored!"
"The brushwork is like a moving dragon and soaring snake, elegant and flowing. This quality is enough to rival the calligraphy masters of the older generation!"
"Truly worthy of being one of the Four Talented Scholars!"
Amidst the panel of esteemed judges, exclamations of astonishment sounded.
These reactions were within Shen Chun's expectations, so he appeared humble and polite, cupping his fists in gratitude to everyone.
Seeing his son being praised, Shen Lingyun's face bloomed with a smile.
Just as the father and son were basking in their pride,
Someone let out a surprised cry.
"Holy cow!"
That's right, don't be surprised, this exclamation of national essence was uttered by an elder in the cultural circle in his seventies.
He rushed to Su Yu's piece, took out his reading glasses from his pocket.
And observed it carefully.
He repeatedly exclaimed in admiration.
The attention of the crowd was drawn to him.
They all turned to look.
"Holy cow!"
"Holy cow!"
"Hiss..."
"This, this, this..."
Upon seeing Su Yu's piece clearly.
Sounds of national essence were heard one after another.
Shen Lingyun trembled on the spot as if struck by electricity, his face filled with profound shock!!
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ps: Here they come. Some people dislike this side story of the exchange meeting, but there's no choice. It's to pave the way for the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion. Otherwise, it would be like copying songs blindly. We'll return to the main storyline of the city competition soon.