Chapter 54 The pen moves the dragon and the snake
"Yo!"

"Good good!"

"This inkstone is quite nice!"

That day, during the break after work, Zhang Yuan took a few girls to stroll around the set.

Although it is located in the suburbs and living and shopping are inconvenient, the scenery is really nice, otherwise the crew would not have chosen this place for location shooting.

It was so pleasant to have a beautiful woman by his side. He truly experienced the freedom and ease of the ancient heroes and their beauties who roamed around the world, the vast world and their open minds.

He was strolling around when he saw a group of people gathered around a table, including two directors and the middle-aged iron triangle.

Hearing their cheers, Zhang Yuan and a few others squeezed in.

In front of these seats was a large wooden table, with a large woolen felt spread on it.

What is this doing?

write.

Although Zhang Yuan was not too much of an expert, he had learned a lot of basic calligraphy attributes from Wang Bozhao during the production of "The Story of a Noble Family". He could tell at a glance that this felt was of top-quality material and was not cheap.

What everyone was praising was an inkstone.

"Tie Lin, this is a Duan stone inkstone, it looks very old to me." Wang Gang, who was quite interested in the collection, came forward and observed it carefully with his pair of goldfish eyes.

“Hmph!” Zhang Tielin puffed out his chest, looking exactly like the emperor he usually is in TV dramas, and raised his head arrogantly.

“This is what Old Man Taiping used.”

Yu Youren, also known as Taiping Old Man, is a great calligrapher in modern times.

Before Mr. Yu, Chinese cursive script was generally divided into three types: "Zhangcao", "Jincao" and "Kuangcao". However, Mr. Yu was well-versed in both ancient and modern knowledge, and he learned from their strengths and made up for their weaknesses, creating the fourth type, which is now the most common "standard cursive script". He made it easy to understand, easy to read and easy to learn, and made a great contribution to the promotion of calligraphy.

But what Zhang Yuan didn’t understand was that Old Man Taiping was awesome, but why were you so arrogant just because you had someone else’s inkstone?
This inkstone isn't an enchanted weapon with a soul ring. How can you let Mr. Yu take over your writing?

Pen, ink, paper, inkstone, Zhang Tielin took out his stuff one by one, which was met with exclamations, all of which were good things, with origins and value.

Zhang Yuan became curious and asked Yang Tao.

"Director Yang, is this a calligraphy conference?"

"The crew needs it." Seeing that it was him who asked the question, Yang Tao explained patiently.

He really wasn't talking nonsense, it was indeed needed in the film.

There is such a scene in "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber", which is also a famous scene.

When Xie Xun first appeared, Zhang Cuishan knew that he was no match for him, but still proposed a contest and defeated him with his wisdom.

This is the Golden Lion King's unparalleled power, but still inferior to the Five Heroes' Iron Pen Book.

Zhang Cuishan used the judge's pen to write these 24 big characters on the stone wall: "The supreme master of the martial arts world, with the sword that slays dragons, commands the world and no one dares to disobey. If the sword does not come out, who can compete with him?"

If this scene was shot in the style of previous martial arts films, the actors should be hung on wires and fluttering in front of the big rock for a while, with cannonballs to create some sparks, and then the camera would cut away and replace the rock with the engraved words.

But Lai Shuiqing had filmed the old version, and thought that it was the new century now, so he needed something new, so he planned to use special effects.

His idea was to have Su Youpeng dancing with sword energy in front of the rocks, and then, like a Hollywood hero who "never looks back at the explosion", turn back after writing, and the rocks will collapse, revealing the words.

It’s a good idea, of course, but special effects can’t appear out of thin air. They need templates to be produced, especially the big words on the rocks.

So I thought of finding someone who is good at calligraphy to write the second character and hand it over to the post-production staff.

Zhang Tielin loved to show off, and he rushed to the front immediately after hearing about this.

I have to come!
That's why today's scene happened.

Zhang Tielin is indeed good at calligraphy. He is also a member of the China International Calligraphy Association and even became vice chairman a few years later.

But the important thing about the International Calligraphy Association is not the word "calligraphy", but the word "international"...

Zhang Tielin swung his arm, and the brush moved quickly, splashing ink. In a flash, a large character was completed.

"Come on, everyone, appreciate it, hahaha!" He was quite pleased with himself and laughed at his own work.

The people around were all silent, as quiet as if they were going to the hospital to congratulate their relatives on the birth of a baby, but saw two Chinese people giving birth to a very ugly child. No one said a word and could only smile awkwardly but politely.

Zhang Yuan was also stunned. How to describe this word... unique.

This style is just like the way Uncle Benshan’s neighbor Wu Laoer walked after suffering a cerebral thrombosis, always running in one direction!
That’s right, handwriting reflects the character of the person. People’s hearts are crooked, so how can their handwriting be straight?

Clap, clap, clap... Yang Tao was a person who liked the scene. After reacting, he immediately took the lead in applauding. The other onlookers, including Zhang Yuan, followed suit.

Zhang Yuan looked at the precious writing brushes, inks, papers and inkstones on the table and thought that what a waste of precious things there were.

"Is this the legendary poor students having more stationery?"

He spoke softly, but Chen Zihan, Lin Jing and Gao Yuanyuan who were behind him heard it.

The three of them were so happy that they grabbed their thighs, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud.

As for how good Zhang Tielin's calligraphy is, it can only be said to be very average.

However, his calligraphy was once sold at a high price of 10 yuan, because he was the dean of the School of Art of Jinan University at that time.

Just like in ancient times, many eunuchs’ calligraphy could be sold for several thousand taels of silver. Is that because the calligraphy is good? Is it the calligraphy that is being bought?
"Director Yang, given our relationship, I'll give you a friendship price of one thousand per word!" Zhang Tielin shook his head complacently. Otherwise, he would be the most suitable actor to play the role of Emperor Qianlong. He really has the charm of a stamping maniac.

Yang Tao was already cursing in his heart, selling this thing to me for more than 20,000 yuan, but he still kept a smile on his face.

"Hey, Zhang Yuanni is here too!" Zhang Tielin saw him at a glance.

"When we were having dinner the other day you said you liked calligraphy and wanted to ask me for advice. Today is a good opportunity, so I'll give you some pointers."

Zhang Yuan pointed at himself and said, "It's not appropriate."

"It's perfect. You should cherish this opportunity." Zhang Tielin was in a good mood as he looked at his own calligraphy and thought about earning tens of thousands of dollars.

I complimented you a few words, but you, old man, took it seriously... Zhang Yuan complained in his heart.

After several refusals, he was finally pulled to the table by the other party.

Zhang Yuan scratched his head and picked up a brush from the table. When his palm passed over the expensive brush that Zhang Tielin had just used, the other party's mouth twitched.

This stingy...

He picked up a sturdy wolf hair brush, licked it full of ink, smoothed it along the edge of the inkstone, and skimmed off the excess ink.

He picked up the pen and walked forward, but before he started writing, Wang Gang next to him raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, that's a nice rack."

Push, press, hook, block, and resist, with five fingers distributed, hard yet soft, in one word: stable.

Look at the standing posture again.

Keep your head straight, body upright, arms open, feet stable, and feel calm and relaxed.

Even Chen Zihan, a layman standing by, noticed it.

"Look, Zhang Yuan is in a very stable state, which is completely different from his usual temperament."

Gao Yuanyuan comes from an intellectual family. She is not good at calligraphy, but she has seen her parents and friends write.

The feeling Zhang Yuan gave her now was that his writing posture was obviously more steady than that of other people, which made her very curious, and she looked him up and down with her big eyes blinking.

The reason for this is that Zhang Yuan used some tricks of maintaining the body's center of gravity from the two basic skills of Ziranmen, "inner circle hand" and "crow step" in his standing posture.

Calligraphy and martial arts are both traditional Chinese studies and have something in common.

Zhang Yuan put down his pen, exerted force on his wrist, and the tip of the pen was like a dragon entering the sea, freely roaming on the rice paper.

Different from Zhang Tielin's exaggeration just now, Zhang Yuan did not make any big movements, nor did he move wildly and wantonly. Instead, he was as calm as still water and as quiet as a gentle breeze.

"Jingjing, Zhang Yuan has practiced it!" Gao Yuanyuan leaned close to Lin Jing's ear and whispered.

"How did you know that?" Lin Jing didn't understand.

"Look at his arms and wrists. He is using his wrists to generate power. His arms don't move at all. It's as if his elbows are welded shut."

"Look at the way he holds the brush. The brush is almost always perpendicular to the paper as it moves."

"Zhang Yuan writes in regular script, which is also called Zhengshu. The most important thing is the word Zheng."

Gao Yuanyuan tilted her head. She had never expected that Zhang Yuan, who was usually very cool and lively, had such a moderate and generous side.

The pen moved like a dragon, and after finishing the last vertical stroke of the character "锋", Zhang Yuan finished the stroke as fast as a knife without any delay.

He gently placed the pen on the pen holder and blew on the paper.

"Teacher Tielin, please give me some advice."

Zhang Tielin crossed his arms across his chest, blinked hard out of habit, pursed his lips and said nothing.

After several seconds, he finally spoke.

"This handwriting is quite regular, but it looks more like the handwriting of a student. It lacks some spirit and is not elegant enough."

“There is no outstanding personal style, it is a bit crafty.”

"Zhang Yuan, you have to be more heroic."

"When we men write, we have to be domineering!"

When they heard the words "manly" and "domineering", several girls who had just seen him sticking out his tongue two days ago almost couldn't hold back.

Zhang Yuan nodded sophisticatedly from time to time, just like most people would do when being lectured by their leaders.

With a smile on his face, MMP in his heart.

Just as Zhang Tielin was talking about his calligraphy philosophy.

A bald head popped in from the crowd, smiled and nodded after seeing the words on the table, then spoke.

"Teacher Tielin, your calligraphy is very good."

垮！
Zhang Tielin's face dropped on the spot.

Is this what I wrote?
He turned around and was about to retort, but when he saw the person coming, he lowered his head helplessly...

(End of this chapter)