Galactic Garbage Station Chapter 104
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Chapter 104
Su Jing wrote very quickly . After the first word came out, everyone eyes shined .
Su Jing did not pause at all . He wrote a pair of couplets quickly .
Upper couplet: fortune coexists with heaven and earth; lower couplet: longevity of sun and moon are glorious . The style is elegant and classy, just like a silent poem, an invisible dance, a pictureless picture, and silent music . People can’t help but indulge in it and can’t extricate themselves .
“Good!” He Ruixiang looked at the words on the couplet, and his eyes shone with surprise .
“It’s really good . ” Shen Hong couldn’t help but marvel . As an Appraiser, although he is not best at calligraphy, he knows a lot about it . He feels that Su Jing’s handwriting is not inferior to contemporary calligraphy .
“When did this little rabbit practice?” Su Zhenyue was also shocked and proud . If it hadn’t come from his son, he could not help exaggerating . He has to admit that his son’s handwriting has surpassed himself and surpassed him by a lot .
Everyone around, couldn’t help but look at Su Jing a few times, thinking about how did this young man write such characters with a brush . This young man is very young, and it is really rare for someone so young to practice and have such a good brush writing . Yang Wei, Peng Ming, He Jingdong, etc . , who are ready to watch a good comedic show, are somewhat stunned .
“The boy is really good, this writing is not much worse than Old He . ” An old man said .
“Old Fang, you may be a little out of sight . Look carefully, this handwriting is not much worse than me, but has surpassed me . ” He Ruixiang said that and this was a very high appraisal coming from him leaving the audience stunned .
This handwriting is very good . Everyone admits that it is very good if you have basic aesthetics, even if you don’t understand it well . However, it’s too exaggerated to say that he surpasses He Ruixiang . He Ruixiang is a master of calligraphy who has been immersed in calligraphy for decades . Su Jing is only a young man of twenty-three or four years old .
“Oh?” The old man glimpsed a little and walked up to take a closer look . The more he looked, the brighter his face became and the more shocked he was . He looked up at Su Jing and exclaimed, “My fault, This handwriting has reached the realm of artistic conception . ”
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Artistic conception can be said to be the highest realm of calligraphy . It is the overall aesthetic intention and atmosphere of calligraphy works . It is the soul of the art of calligraphy . If there is an artistic conception, it becomes a noble character; if there is no artistic conception, it becomes a slave book .
Few contemporary calligraphers really integrate artistic conception into calligraphy . Some so-called artistic conception is just learning the fonts of their predecessors . They just follow the example of their predecessors and have no spiritual connotation of their own .
And this handwriting is a school of its own, the more you look at it, the more you can’t help being immersed in it, and the sense of chic and elegant pours on your face . As if you could see an elegant scholar in white standing on the top of Mount Tai dancing with a sword .
“Young man, where did you learn this brush character? Who is your teacher?” The old man could not help asking .
“I have copied a lot of calligraphy characters, including Teacher He’s, so Teacher He and many calligraphers are my teachers . ” Su Jing saw everyone looking at him like they were looking at a monster and he thought that he might have overdone it a little .
“Good boy, continue to practice in the future and do not slack, In the future, you will become someone great . ” He Ruixiang smiled and praised him without concealment . When the brush strokes were dry, he carefully collected the couplets, fearing they would be damaged . As everyone could see, today’s most popular gift for He Ruixiang is probably this couplet .
The gift-giving session continued, and the gifts that were carefully prepared were delivered without any fanfare .
Su Jing, Peng Ming, Yang Wei, and others retreated to the periphery . They were still shocked: “A’Jing, tell us honestly, how long have you been learning calligraphy?”
“Four-five years . ” Su Jing thought about it and said, it would be hard and difficult to believe if he said that he has been practicing for less then a month . He didn’t have much pride in his heart, because he knew most of the credit goes to the words on Immortal World waste paper . Not his own .
“You are a genius . ” Peng Ming and others were really convinced that they gave their thumbs up while Yang Wei gave Su Jing a slight stare . If Su Jing hadn’t stolen the limelight, her gift might have been Teacher He’s favorite gift today .
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Su Jing chatted with Peng Ming, Yang Wei, and others, and people came to him to give him their business cards . Most of them wanted to buy the root and a few sought his calligraphy words . Now Su Jing estimates that he can really sell calligraphy words for a living .
At the end of the gift-giving session, Shen Hong took out ten antiques and put them on the table for everyone to see .
These ten antiques, including bronze, porcelain, calligraphy, and painting, look extraordinary one by one . This allows all the guests to look left and right with great interest, amateurs to watch the lively, professional doorway .
“Guess what’s real here . ” Shen Hong smiled and said to him, “Old He, why don’t you guess first?”
“There are too many, I don’t know how to do it, let everyone else guess . ” He Ruixiang shook his head and he did not pretend to understand, he only knows about painting and calligraphy and he can see that the painting is fake, other antiques are unknown to him .
“Hey, let’s guess,” Shen Hong said .
“Is there a prize for the right guess?” one young man asked .
“I will tell you the truth, here are ten items, nine false and one true, each of them will be sold for 100,000, of which the real items value is at least 300,000, that is to say, if you buy the true antique then you will earn at least 200,000 . ” Shen Hong smiled .
All of them were shocked . These ten items looked like antiques . Nine of them were fake . Moreover, most people are reluctant to buy fake goods . Shen Hong is outspoken, which has won many people’s favor .
However, Su Jing is grinning and swearing at the old fox . As a Myriad Treasures Auction House Appraiser, if he doesn’t say that he has a fake, it will affect his reputation . But when he says that nine items are false and one truth, it is not necessarily generous . Instead, he sets up a trap for people . This is to tell you that there must be one genuine item in it, and the price is one-third of the real value . Although the probability of picking one out of ten is a little low, many people count themselves lucky or are blindly confident in them and they feel that they can pick out the genuine item and earn 200,000 yuan directly .
This aroused everyone’s interest and they went forward and observe the items carefully and talked about them with each other .
“I think that the bronze tripod must be genuine . Look at the rust on it, it looks very old . ”
“I think that porcelain bowl is genuine . It should be used by the Qing Dynasty Royal family . ”
“You can have fun, but don’t be too greedy . ” He Ruixiang reminded them, they wanted to make a lot of money and out of the fear that someone would be greedy and would buy a fake item that he could not really afford . Hearing He Ruixiang, people can not help but weigh whether they can afford to lose the money or not, and some of them gave up on buying the items, but those businessmen are totally unaffected . Obviously, losing 100,000 yuan is nothing to them .
Peng Ming, Yang Wei, and others are also pointing at ten items while discussing them, while Su Jing releases his spiritual force, sweeping through them one by one . Spiritual force is like an invisible hand, even if there is a slight gap, it can penetrate it, so he can see many details that can not be seen by the naked eyes .
Of course, Su Jing is just curious to explore and does not intend to buy them, after all, even if he looks at the details, he lacks expertise in this area and it is not easy to determine the true item from the false items and Su Jing’s history with valuable items is very poor and his knowledge on antiques is almost zero, He does not want to feel a big grievance .
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