Qingben beauty

Chapter 720 Why do you come to be a little girl?
I was taken aback again, and let out a silly cry.

What does this transformation mean?
Mr. Gong smiled and said: "Ah, that's it. I had dinner with Young Master Li yesterday. At the dinner table, I mentioned that I wanted a wild grass banner. I wanted him to find someone to write one for me when he went back to the mainland. He said there was no need to go to the mainland. In the mainland, we have a calligrapher here, who is the registered disciple of Mr. Yu in the capital. He also said that the auction held at Mr. Ji's place a while ago,
It was hosted by that Miss Gu, which is just right. Director Li also mentioned your matter to me yesterday, so I asked him if his name was Gu Qing, haha, I really didn’t expect that guy, Lao Ji, he just said yes A fellow villager, it turned out he was hiding something for me! "

I laughed a couple of times, and thought with some embarrassment: It's over, I completely forgot Mr. Li's words.

After laughing, I said, "What kind of picture does Mr. Gong want? I'll write to you when I go back."

"Well, I want a freehand painting, so I write that poem, walk to the poor water, and sit and watch the clouds rise!" Mr. Gong laughed.

I froze for a moment, and said bluntly: "Mr. Gong, it's not good to write these two sentences in cursive."

Mr. Gong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "How do you say that?"

I frowned slightly, and said: "Kangcao uses Qi, high-spirited, and splattered with ink like crazy, and the poems written should be as arrogant and resolute as the sky. These two lines of poems are from Wang Wei. Zhongnan Bieye was created by Wang Wei in his later years. Its artistic conception is leisurely and leisurely, with a kind of detachment of sitting and watching the changes of the wind and clouds, but it lacks some arrogance. If you want to write, I suggest using cursive."

Mr. Gong raised his eyebrows again, and said, "But I just like Kuangcao, and I also like these two sentences."

I thought about it for a while, then shook my head apologetically and said: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Gong, I can't write the true meaning of these two lines of poems in wild cursive, even if I write them, it's just perfunctory for you, so I'd better ask you to write another poem." Get someone to write it."

"Oh? I don't care about being perfunctory." Mr. Gong laughed.

I slightly darkened my face and said: "But I care."

My voice paused, and I continued: "I have been practicing calligraphy since I was a child, and my master taught me that every word in Chinese characters has spirituality, and the words they write are not just literal meanings. In ancient times, characters were the medium for wizards to communicate with psychics, and the poems and Fu that have been handed down for 5000 years,
Every sentence has a special rhythm, and every word has its own personality and characteristics in different poems and songs. I respect their characteristics and spirituality, so I can't distort them. Mr. Gong, I can perfunctory you, but I can't profane these words. "

The smile on Mr. Gong's face froze, his expression was stern, and he looked at me sharply.

To be honest, his aura is very strong, looking at me like this, there is some kind of aura coming over my face.

Fortunately, I'm used to Lu Lingguang, and I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart, so I'm not afraid of him.

He looked at me like this, and I looked at him with a gentle and comfortable smile.

After Mr. Gong just looked at me like that for a while, his face was like the light of dawn, the dark clouds cleared, and a smile appeared again.

This time, it wasn't that kind of polite smile, but a hearty laugh, and he added, "He's really an interesting person!"

After he laughed a few times, his laughter subsided, and he asked me again: "You really don't think about staying? I'll promote you to be my direct secretary. The monthly salary is the same as Miss J's, [-] monthly salary, how about it?!"

What the manager at the front said when he went out flashed in my mind...

With a very fitting smile, I said, "Mr. Gong was joking, so, if Mr. Gong doesn't mind, I'll write those two sentences for you in cursive. What do you think?"

Mr. Gong raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, of course, by the way, I have prepared something here, or can I trouble Miss Gu to write directly here?"

My heart moved slightly, and I looked at his big desk.

The big desk is indeed big enough, and it is very luxurious, with precious leather wrapped in the middle.

However, it cannot be regarded as a desk for writing calligraphy.

However, when I practiced calligraphy when I was young, I was lucky if I had a pen and paper. I never pursued a good book case in any place. No matter how noisy the place is, it is a stone slab. As long as I calm down, I can do it write.

It's just that, these years, my conditions have improved, and I've been used to it by Lu Li. Wherever I go, I will always prepare a special desk.

So……

I chuckled, nodded and said, "Okay."

Mr. Gong raised his eyebrows again, then turned his head and called J.

At the same time, he stood up, walked out from behind the desk, and made a gesture of please.

I didn't move right away.

I waited for Ms. J to come in, and watched her tidy up the things on the table, revealing a large space in the middle, and then put on a set of Four Treasures of the Study, and then took out an already-used paper from the cabinet. The cut fine chiffon rice paper was spread on the empty surface in the middle.

After Ms. J finished everything, I went to the desk, first picked up the pen on the pen holder and looked at it.

There are a total of three pens on the pen stand, divided into three types: thick, medium and thin. The touch of the hair and the pen holder all prove that these three pens are of great value.

I put down the pen, picked up the ink again, first looked at the color, then put it in my nose and smelled it, and unconsciously said: "Good ink."

Then, without waiting for Mr. Gong to speak, I took off my coat and put it on the chair behind me, rolled up the sleeves of my shirt, and started to grind ink.

The ink is made using an ancient method. Not only does it have the natural fragrance of pine and cypress, but a special material should be added in the middle. The ink is black after grinding, but it is not heavy, but has a bright color after the rain has passed and the sky has cleared.

It is the most suitable poem to write this artistic conception.

After grinding the ink, I chose the medium-sized brush.

I closed my eyes slightly, and slowly smoothed the rice paper with my hands along the rice paper.

Then, I opened my eyes and dipped the brush into the ink.

Pick up the pen again, write it like the wind, and walk like a dragon.

Two sentences, ten words, I can do it in one go.

There is not even a pause in the middle of the strokes.

After finishing the last stroke, I looked at the picture I wrote, nodded in satisfaction, and then slowly put the pen back into the pen holder.

I put down my sleeves, looked at the entire text again, and then raised my head.

Looking at the two completely stunned faces in front of me, I asked a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Miss Gu..." Miss J's face was still stunned and shocked, and she stammered: "This, this, although I don't understand these things very well, but, you are really too..."

"It's amazing!" Mr. Gong followed Miss J's words.

He also let out a long breath, walked around the desk directly, held my hands that I hadn't put down in time, and said: "I'm sorry, I'm a villain. If Mr. Li didn't bully me, Miss Gu is really Everyone's demeanor! Well, what you said just now, you treat me as a fart, and you never said it!"

I froze for a moment before I realized that he was talking about hiring me as a secretary...

I smiled and said, "No way, I also want to thank Mr. Gong for giving me this opportunity."

Mr. Gong's expression changed suddenly, and he said, "However, Ms. Gu, why do people like you want to be the tea pouring girl?"

His voice paused, and his expression became more sociable: "You still do so well? You know, Director Li never praises others!"

I could only laugh, and then said: "This, this, experience life, we also want to experience life, I just want to tell you, I did it today."

(End of this chapter)