The perfect life of rebirth

Chang Meiru's sudden change of attitude made Mrs. Li a little stunned, not only him, but even Chen Qiaosheng was stunned for a moment, not sure what Chang Meiru wanted.

Chang Meiru pushed the jadeite bracelet box and the Duanyan box in front of Chen Qiaosheng to Mrs. Li, with a gentle smile on her face, and said politely: "Ms. Li, we know you are rich, but we don't care about such precious items. It’s really unacceptable, you’d better take it back and return it.”

"Auntie, you are too kind. This is a gift I bought specially for you and Uncle. There is a reason to return it." Mrs. Li is very clear about what Chang Meiru has seen. Judging from the behavior of selling gifts to them and returning them, she must not approve of her dating with Chen Yan. This situation is somewhat beyond Mrs. Li's expectations. Originally, he thought that Chen Yan, who had always disliked him, might be the first to attack him. The sound of the bridge, but it was Chang Meiru.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Chen Yan pushed her mother, and said coquettishly dissatisfied.

"Yanyan, come with Mom." Chang Meiru stood up, pulled Chen Yan up, and dragged her into the bedroom.

"Boy, is there any purpose for you to come today?" Seeing his wife's appearance, Chen Qiaosheng finally noticed Mrs. Li's abnormality today, but he is a man after all, not as delicate and sensitive as a woman, so he didn't immediately Realized what Li Kang was doing this for.

"Uncle, can I go to your study and admire your calligraphy works?" Mrs. Li didn't know what Chen Yan would say to Chang Meiru, so naturally it was not good to express her opinion directly, lest the two of them have divergent conversations Go, so I changed the topic, and of course, this topic also meant to suit her own interests. Chen Yan told Mrs. Li that besides music, her father usually loved calligraphy. Chen Qiaosheng had a problem with him in music. Naturally, he would not hit the muzzle of the gun foolishly, so using calligraphy as a breakthrough became his best choice.

"Hehe, I just have nothing to do, so I scribbled on my own." Chen Qiaosheng laughed.

"Uncle, you are too modest. When I was in Shangyang, the teacher highly praised your calligraphy works. In addition, I would like to write a few words for you to give pointers." Li Kang laughed.

"You can also write calligraphy?" Chen Qiaosheng asked with surprise in his eyes. Nowadays, school education, especially high school education, is mainly based on exam-oriented education. Calligraphy is not part of the content of the college entrance examination, so the school naturally does not teach it. These things, so Mr. Li said that he can calligraphy, which naturally surprised him.

"I usually write randomly, of course I can't compare with you, Uncle." Li Kang said with a smile, he seldom writes in this life, and writing brush calligraphy was practiced when he was a teacher and a rural teacher in the previous life. Although his calligraphy is not as good as some famous masters, he is still able to do it. It's just that he hasn't touched a brush for many years, so he doesn't know if he can write well. But now he mentions this because he wants to talk to Chen Qiaosheng The closest relationship is that he tried his best to forget that he changed classical music.

"Yeah, there aren't many kids your age who can write with a calligraphy brush. Let's go, write some words for me in the study." Chen Qiaosheng nodded and said, then got up and took Mrs. Li to a room The girl was left alone in the living room watching TV while teasing her little white mouse.

Chen Qiaosheng led Mrs. Li into a room. There was a big bookshelf in the whole room. There were a lot of calligraphy scrolls piled up on the bookshelf. There were also many works written by Chen Qiaosheng hanging on the wall of the room. It is not Yan, not Liu, but a unique font with the simplicity of Han Li and the cut and chiseled style of Wei Bei. The so-called character is like a person, and it can be seen from the font of Chen Qiaosheng's handwriting. A person's character must be upright, rigorous and somewhat rigid.

There is a big desk in the room, on which are all the four treasures of the study. It is obvious that this room is specially used by Chen Qiaosheng for writing.

"Boy, come on, write a few words for me to read." Chen Qiao laughed.

"Okay, I'll make a fool of myself." Mrs. Li is not polite. Although he hasn't mentioned a brush for many years, the foundation is still there after all, and after his rebirth, his control over his body has reached a level that ordinary people can't match. , so he still has the confidence to write a word that satisfies Chen Qiaosheng, because he knows that Chen Qiaosheng does not have high demands on himself, as long as he can write square and balanced, he may be satisfied.

Standing next to the desk, Mrs. Li took a piece of Xuan Xuan and threw it on the table, pressed it down with a ruler, and then picked out a large Yanghao Lake pen on the pen holder. There was still ink in the inkstone on the desk, so the large Yanghao dipped it Filled with full ink, he picked up a pen on the rice paper, thought for a while, and wrote the four characters of lofty aspirations.

"Uncle, I made you laugh." After finishing the four characters in one go, Mrs. Li looked at the four big characters he had written and was quite satisfied, so he raised his head and said to Chen Qiao.

Chen Qiaosheng had been concentrating on watching Mrs. Li before he stood in front of the writing desk. When Mrs. Li was about to write with a brush in his hand, he suddenly found that the young man in front of him gave off a particularly calm and peaceful feeling. It gave him an illusion, as if he saw a calligrapher who had been immersed in calligraphy for decades splashing ink.

"Is he still the young man who changed the classical music to a mess?" Chen Qiaosheng was puzzled. He had heard the pieces of music adapted by Mrs. Li. Although he disapproved of this modification, he had to admit it. , From those pieces of music, he could hear the passionate enthusiasm of the young man in front of him.

But the scene in front of him seemed to let him see another side of this young man, and no matter how well his handwriting was, this kind of energy-raising skill alone was worth admiring.

Chen Qiaosheng turned his attention to the four big characters written by Mrs. Li. Although these four characters are not as sophisticated as his brushwork, they are more vigorous, and a kind of enterprising spirit unique to young people is hidden in them. People can't help being shocked after seeing it.

"It turns out that I'm really old, and it's good to be young!" Chen Qiaosheng looked at the four words written by Mrs. Li, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart. He was a little stunned. He even forgot what he was. It's been a long time since I wrote such inspirational words and sentences.

Mrs. Li was a little surprised when he saw that Chen Qiaosheng looked at the words he wrote in a daze. I don't know why Chen Qiaosheng was stunned, but he didn't bother him, but looked at him patiently with a smile on his face, waiting for his judgment.

"Okay, okay, these four words vividly express the vitality that young people should have, not bad." After a long time, Chen Qiaosheng finally withdrew his thoughts and couldn't help but praise.

"Hehe, Uncle's praise is ridiculous." Mrs. Li felt a little embarrassed by Chen Qiaosheng's praise, so she scratched her head and laughed.

"You don't have to be too self-effacing, you deserve this praise, come on, let me write a few words for you to read." Chen Qiaosheng also had some itchy hands, so he said to Mrs. Li who was still occupying the desk.

"Uncle, please." Mrs. Li quickly put aside the four words she wrote, and then handed over the desk to Chen Qiaosheng.

Chen Qiaosheng also wrote the four characters of lofty ambitions, still in the square and simple style, but Chen Qiaosheng seemed to frown at the words he wrote, looked at his own words for a long time, sighed softly and said to Mrs. Li: "Uncle is getting old after all, and there are no more young people who are full of vigor. Why don't you take a look at these four words written by uncle?"

"The brushwork is sophisticated and imitative, and my uncle is able to integrate the Zhangqian Stele of the Han Li and the Zhang Menglong Stele of the Wei Dynasty into his own calligraphy. I really admire it." Mrs. Li said in admiration. The hard worker copied these two representative inscriptions of different eras for a period of time, but it was purely his own thinking, without the guidance of a famous teacher, he still couldn't get the point, and finally had to give up, so he was very familiar with these two very famous inscriptions, It is also easy to find the shadows of these two kinds of inscriptions from Chen Qiaosheng's calligraphy. It is commendable that any of these two kinds of inscriptions can grasp the essence and artistic conception, let alone Chen Qiaosheng's ability to combine these two kinds of inscriptions. His style has been integrated into his own calligraphy, so his admiration is really sincere, without the slightest compliment.

"Have you also studied Hanli and Weibei?" Chen Qiaosheng sometimes asked with a flash of light. The four characters written by Mrs. Li just now are standard regular scripts, which have obvious shadows of Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy, so when Li When the essence of his calligraphy was everywhere in the words of the husband, it really surprised him again.

"I copied it for a while, but I still couldn't figure it out, so I gave up." Mrs. Li said with some embarrassment.

"Haha, it's not so easy to get the essentials of these two kinds of inscriptions. First, you must have enough patience, and more importantly, you must have a calm mind. Even young women can't meet this requirement." Chen Qiao Sheng laughed and said.

Since Han Li and Wei Bei opened up the topic, Li Wei and Chen Qiaosheng had a great sex talk in the study, especially Chen Qiaosheng, who has been practicing by himself all the time and rarely communicates with others. This time, he finally found a People who are also interested in calligraphy are even more happy, feeling that this young man is getting more and more like him.

But in the discussion, they finally talked about the inheritance and development of classical things. On this point, both Li Kang and Chen Qiaosheng believed that classic things in classical art should not only be discarded, but should be carried forward. In terms of methods, the two still had some differences.

Chen Qiaosheng believes that even if classical art is carried forward, or it needs to be adapted, it must be adapted according to the style of classical art, and it cannot be done as one likes, which will destroy the classical taste, and the loss outweighs the gain, but Mrs. Li However, I think that the adaptation of classical art should not stick to the classical style. If the modern style can be well matched with the classical, it should be used in accordance with the principle of borrowing. Art must keep pace with the times.

Well, their topic finally came back to whether it is possible to modernize classical music. Not only that, this topic was also expanded from the field of music to the field of calligraphy art by the two. In the final analysis, the two people have different views on art Collided, so the two argued about this issue in the study.

Mrs. Li was still a little cautious at the beginning of the debate, but when he found that Chen Qiaosheng was not angry, he became more courageous. He realized that sometimes moderate quarrels can actually bring people closer. , the so-called argument becomes clearer and the relationship gets closer and closer, so the argument between the two became more and more intense. Chen Qiaosheng wanted to push the door and leave several times, but when he thought of leaving, he would admit defeat. , so he stubbornly insisted on his point of view like a child, and continued to argue with Mrs. Li, but no one could convince the other. This kind of debate continued for a long time until Chang Meiru and Chen Yan heard Their quarrel stopped when they opened the door and saw two people who looked like two fighting cocks.