Zhang Yang has also been famous for this master of calligraphy and painting who is famous internationally. He was somewhat surprised when he looked at Huang Xianyun, who was dressed up with shiny leather shoes. In his impression, the master of calligraphy and painting should dress more traditionally. Even if he is not a long gown, he still needs to wear Tang suits to show his own cultural cultivation. Cultural people pay attention to personality, for fear that others will not know that they are educated."

Huang Xianyun smiled and stretched out his hand to Zhang Yang: "Director Zhang, I have long admired Daming, and I have only been destined to meet today. I am lucky to meet you! I am lucky to meet you!" Zhang Yang smiled and said: "I have to say this right. I have heard of Mr. Huang's name for a long time. In my heart, Mr. Tianchi has long been respected as my teacher. Speaking of which, we can be regarded as fellow brothers, Mr. Huang. I wonder if I can afford it?"

'Huang Xianyun smiled and said, "Director Zhang is so polite!" Zhang Yang said, "This is not an official, and Mr. Huang is not a member of the system. You should call me Zhang Yang. I will just get close to you and call you Brother Xianyun!" Huang Xianyun nodded repeatedly. Huang Ximin next to him was so embarrassed, and he thought to himself, Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang, you are not kind. He knew that Huang Xianyun was my cousin and called him brother. Isn't this obvious that I want me to call you uncle? In fact, Huang Ximin thought too much, and Zhang Yang didn't consider him at all. Starting from the relationship between Mr. Tianchi, it is indeed not an exaggeration to call Huang Xianyun a senior brother. [bsp;  

Mr. Tianchi's disciples knew that Zhang Yang had a relationship with Mr. Tianchi. Mr. Tianchi treated Zhang Yang much better than most of his disciples. After his death, he presented the Xiangshan villa to Zhang Yang. Even the disciples in person did not enjoy such treatment. The relationship between Mr. Tianchi and Zhang Yang was a kind of friendship that was both a teacher and a friend. If it were not for Luo Huining and Zhang Yang's relationship, Mr. Tianchi would have been willing to accept Zhang Yang as his disciple.

!Huang Xianyun invited them to the sunroom on the second floor to have tea. The morning sun was very warm and sat in the sunroom. Zhang Yang found a strange phenomenon. Although Huang Xianyun was a master of calligraphy and painting, there was no painting and calligraphy in his villa, which was indeed a bit unusual for him. 0 Huang Xianyun said: "When the teacher passed away, I was in the United States and didn't have time to see the last time my master was. Whenever I thought of this, I felt guilty in my heart."

Zhang Yang said: "Everyone will have more or less regrets. In fact, as long as Mr. Tianchi's voice, appearance and smile are always in his heart, and obeying his teachings, it is enough to comfort Mr. Tian's spirit in heaven."

Huang Xianyun smiled and nodded, and he said to Zhang Yang: "The purpose of my request to Ximin to invite you here this time is mainly to meet you and learn about calligraphy skills."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Brother Xianyun, I dare not show off in front of you." Huang Xianyun said, "You are too modest. The teacher often told me during his lifetime that your calligraphy is very open and full of atmosphere. When it comes to the momentum of calligraphy, there are few people in the world."

;Zhang Yang said: "Mr. Tianchi's evaluation of me is so high?" Zhang Daguanren has a clear understanding of his calligraphy skills. Although it is not that exaggerated, it is not much different from Mr. Tianchi's description. Although it is not perfect in terms of calligraphy skills, most people are not as powerful as him.

Huang Ximin finally found the opportunity to interrupt, and he smiled and said, "I am so lucky. I didn't expect that today I could witness the two calligraphy masters splashing ink.

Since Huang Xianyun proposed Zhang Yang, of course it was not easy to disgrace him. Besides, he really wanted to see Huang Xianyun's calligraphy level. Huang Xianyun invited them to the third floor painting room. Although Huang Ximin is his nephew, he never had the chance to enter here. Huang Xianyun had a quirk and rarely invited others to enter his work area. Zhang Yang is an exception. Huang Ximin is a benefit today, otherwise he would not have the chance to enter the house.

The blank rice paper was laid on the calligraphy desk, and the pen and ink were ready. It seems that Huang Xianyun had already prepared the pen club. The masters of calligraphy and painting were actually not much different from those of martial arts masters. Seeing this master, he always wanted to compete with each other. Huang Xianyun's works were optimistic. After Mr. Tianchi's death, in addition to the rising prices of his works, as Mr. Tianchi's most proud disciple, Huang Xianyun, who is regarded by the calligraphy world as the most likely close to Mr. Tianchi's future level, has also increased several times. A calligraphy work auctioned in Hong Kong last month was sold at a sky-high price of five million.

Zhang Yang said, "Brother Xianyun will give you a question!" Huang Xianyun said, "Let's just write an inscription on the humble room, I'll come first!" As the master, he certainly has to set an example. Huang Xianyun twisted the wolf's hair. His writing habits are somewhat similar to Zhang Yang. He closed his eyes first, took a deep breath, and started writing for a while. Chinese calligraphy is a high degree of unity between the body and the mind. During the writing process, he must achieve coordination in breathing, heartbeat, movements, etc. Huang Xianyun only wrote a few strokes, and Zhang Yang saw the trick. No wonder he was all

It is said that Huang Xianyun is the best disciple of Mr. Tianchi. His calligraphy is elegant and ethereal, but not vain. Any calligraphy must be based on a solid foundation. The fundamental of calligraphy lies in its character. Calligraphy works that have lost their character are only in shape. Really excellent calligraphy works are modified based on character. Huang Xianyun interprets the ethereal and elegant beauty of calligraphy to the fullest. Each stroke is so just right. If a single stroke is removed and rewritten again, it will not be better than his writing.

Zhang Daguanren has also seen the calligraphy of many other disciples of Mr. Tianchi in the past. In his opinion, he was not the same. He has not really obtained the essence of Mr. Tianchi. Today, when he saw Huang Xianyun's calligraphy, he realized that there was such an outstanding one among Mr. Tianchi's disciples. His calligraphy master Yu Tianchi already had his own style and showed the style of a sect. No wonder this person enjoyed such a reputation internationally.'

After Huang Xianyun finished writing, he smiled and said, "Zhang Yang, how about you review?" "Okay!" Zhang Yang added, "I really can't think of what to say except for this good word." Huang Xianyun said, "Okay, we will comment on each other when you finish writing!"

Originally, Master Zhang was not very interested in showing off his pen and ink, especially the discussions between such scholars and scholars. But when he saw Huang Xianyun writing this letter, he couldn't help but feel itchy. He held the pen in his hand, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't start writing. He smiled at Huang Xianyun and said, "Brother Xianyun, I really don't dare to show off."

Huang Xianyun smiled and said, "It should be that my proposition has become your bond. Otherwise, you can write whatever you want, and write whatever you want."

Zhang Yang nodded now. If he was writing the inscription on the humble room, he would not be able to exceed Huang Xianyun's level. He wrote a song called "Snow in the Qinyuan" by Mr. Mao. When the pen of Zhang Daren moved, Huang Xianyun's eyes suddenly became bright. Zhang Yang's calligraphy was indeed as Mr. Tianchi said, with great momentum, like the Yangtze River rushing down without any stagnation, and was completed in one go. In terms of calligraphy skills alone, Zhang Yang should not be considered perfect, but this rough momentum that is not carved is beyond the description of others. Compared with Huang Xianyun's ethereal and ethereal calligraphy, the former is the Yangtze River and the latter is the beautiful clear spring mountain stream. When these two calligraphy works together, no one compares anyone, but complements each other. The two different styles of calligraphy bring people an indescribable aesthetic impact.

Official Zhang wrote a long and snake painting. After writing this Qinyuanchun, he also smiled and said, "Please give a comment from Brother Xianyun!"

Huang Xianyun only said one good word. He was like Zhang Yang. He really couldn't think of anything else to evaluate except good word. Although he could see that Zhang Yang's brushwork was too outgoing and not crafted, if this style of works lose the wildness and banter of brushwork, it would lose the charm and beauty. Huang Xianyun finally understood why his master admired this young man so much. Zhang Yang's attainment in calligraphy was not inferior to himself, and Zhang Yang was still very young. When Zhang Yang reached his age in the future, he still didn't know what kind of achievements he would achieve.

Because Huang Ximin has this cousin of the calligrapher, he likes to write a few strokes when he has something to do. Today, when he saw the two of them writing on the spot, he still had the minimum vision. He couldn't help but praise him and took the opportunity to make a request. He asked for Huang Xianyun's inscription: "Uncle, I like this calligraphy very much, so why not give it to me."

Although Huang Ximin is Huang Xianyun's cousin, he doesn't even have a piece of Huang Ximin's calligraphy in his hand. Today he chose the right time. He thought that in front of Zhang Yang, Huang Xianyun would not be able to refute his face no matter what, but Huang Xianyun refused to think of it simply: "I exchanged this piece with Zhang Yang!" Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Brother Xianyun, I can take a big advantage of you."

Huang Xianyun smiled and said, "To be honest, I will never be able to write your Qinyuanchun painting in my life."

Zhang Yang said: "You can't force it when you have different styles. This is also the reason why I didn't dare to write a pen to write a humble room inscription just now.

The two looked at each other and laughed, and their sympathy was beyond words. Huang Ximin stayed aside and was redundant. He was extremely depressed and guarded a cousin of a calligrapher, but unfortunately he didn't get any cheapness.

Huang Xianyun also saw his frustration, took out a scroll from the side and handed it to Huang Ximin and said, "This is what I have painted a picture of herding cattle, for you." Huang Ximin's hands were trembling excitedly. Huang Xianyun's paintings were cheapest and cost hundreds of thousands. If his proud work was still worth, Huang Ximin took the painting and said tremblingly: "Thank you uncle, thank you uncle..."

Huang Xianyun said: "Ximin, you can visit it casually. Zhang Yang and I want to discuss something separately." Huang Ximin nodded repeatedly, knowing that Huang Xianyun thought he was in trouble, but he got a painting. Not to mention letting him go out, he wouldn't mind even scolding him. Huang Ximin happily took the painting.
Chapter completed!