Chapter 464

Listening to Ye Qing's comments, Ma Fei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He thought this guy had some appreciation ability and should be a calligraphy collector.

Thinking of this, he was in a good mood. All calligraphy collectors basically regarded him as an idol, so at this moment, he looked at Ye Qing with more favor.

However, before he had time to be happy, Ye Qing turned around and said, "But the biggest advantage of this painting is also its biggest disadvantage. It is too rigid in the rules and patterns of calligraphy and painting. It follows the rules step by step. The skills and gorgeousness run through the work. It caters to the public's aesthetics, but it lacks the unique charm of calligraphy and painting. Due to the deliberate pursuit of perfection, the stitches and pauses between the strokes are also more obvious, and the overall appearance is a bit bloated."

As soon as Ye Qing said this, Ma Fei's original smile froze, and he stood there awkwardly. He wanted to get angry, but because of Ye Qing's noble status, he could only secretly clench his fists, grit his teeth, and swallow his anger.

Ma Fei thought to himself, what does a yellow-haired boy know? How dare he speak so arrogantly here? If he wasn't relying on his status as a capitalist, who would care about him?

Seeing this, some of Ma Fei's fans around were also angry, but they could also see that the young man who taught Ma Fei's paintings was very powerful, so they didn't dare to provoke him easily, and could only despise him in their hearts.

Sun Tianzheng and the bosses were embarrassed when they heard this, but they definitely stood on Ye Qing's side. No matter what, no matter how much they liked calligraphy and painting, it couldn't compare to their friendship with Mr. Ye.

"I didn't expect Mr. Ye to also understand calligraphy and painting. You are really proficient in all kinds of skills. We old men are envious."

"Mr. Ye's evaluation is very objective. We can only see some superficial things, but Mr. Ye's analysis is all on point."

"Ma Fei, thank you Mr. Ye for your advice."

Ma Fei: "..."

"Thank you Mr. Ye for your advice. I will naturally make more corrections to some of the problems you mentioned and strive to make the work go further." Ma Fei said perfunctorily.

Ma Fei's apprentices felt unfair for their master when they saw that he was being manipulated by capitalists. This young man was so powerful, but he really thought calligraphy and painting were so simple. He was still patching up. Which master could draw a treasure worth millions in one breath? What's even more ridiculous is that their master is bound by rules and patterns? What's the matter? Can anyone create a new school of calligraphy and painting by himself?

But compared to the excitement of the crowd, Ye Qing and Avril seemed much calmer.

Avril and Lin Yi had witnessed Ye Qing's sugar painting and Orchids in the Valley, which were not comparable to Ma Fei's broken painting.

For Ma Fei's perfunctory response, Ye Qing just nodded indifferently. He didn't care whether you, Ma Fei, made progress or not, he just made some objective comments.

Sun Tianzheng on the side thought about it and said hurriedly: "Mr. Ye, I heard your comments, you must have a deep understanding of calligraphy and painting, right?"

"Well, I just like calligraphy and painting more, and I have studied it." Ye Qing replied.

Hearing this, Sun Tianzheng took the opportunity to compliment: "Then Mr. Ye, how about you also write a couple of words for our Suzhou gardens?"

This sentence made everyone present stunned.

The bosses couldn't help but give Sun Tianzheng a thumbs up. Old Sun was really good at handling things. Asking Mr. Ye to write an inscription also undoubtedly pushed his status to the same height as a world-class master, and it didn't matter whether he wrote well or not. At that time, Ma Fei would definitely give him a few compliments. Unless he didn't want to mix in the Jiangnan calligraphy or even the Chinese calligraphy world, he wouldn't dare to complain.

But this would have to wrong Master Ma Fei.

Sure enough, Ma Fei and his disciples were all upset.

Let's not talk about the identity of their master, just talking about Canglang Pavilion, it is an ancient artifact of great historical significance, a holy place for the world to worship, how can you let a young man who only talks about war on paper write an inscription on it?

Isn't this an insult to Canglang Pavilion and the beliefs of these literati and scholars?

It seems that seeing that Ma Fei and his disciples were very dissatisfied, Sun Tianzheng glared at them, which meant to warn them not to make trouble!

Ma Fei and the others finally chose to remain silent. After all, the entire calligraphy association was established with the investment of Sun Tianzheng and other wealthy men.

Sun Tianzheng also looked at Ye Qing and waited patiently for his reply.

Ye Qing thought about it and shook his head and said, "Forget it. I haven't written an inscription for a long time. My hands are not as good as when I first started practicing. The artistic conception of my writing will always be a little worse."

For Ye Qing, who pursues perfection, his current state is simply not satisfactory.works of interest.

Sun Tianzheng and the CEOs all tried to persuade him after hearing this. After all, their main purpose today was to let Ye Qing have fun. Whether it was Canglang Pavilion or Master Ma Fei, they were just foils.

"Mr. Ye, it's okay. Just play around. Anyway, we have a lot of title boards and pens and ink here. It would be a waste if we don't use them."

"Yes, if Mr. Ye finds it boring alone, how about this, a few of us who are good at calligraphy accompany you to play."

"Mr. Ye, come on. The pens and ink have been ground for you. Just write a few words. We are not competing for high or low. We are just feeling the fun of calligraphy..."

Sun Tianzheng and the CEOs were very enthusiastic. They took the initiative to help Ye Qing prepare the four treasures of the study and the title board, waiting for Ye Qing to pick up the pen. In addition, two CEOs also took paper and pen, intending to accompany Ye Qing to write the inscription.

Ye Qing also felt a little bit like he was wearing a yellow robe. Looking at everyone, he could only smile helplessly:

"Okay, I'll play with you guys."

As he said that, Ye Qing dipped the brush into ink, picked up the brush and walked to the question board, thinking about what to write.

Avril and Lin Yi stared at Ye Qing intently, looking forward to Ye Qing's calligraphy masterpiece.

Ma Fei and his apprentices were full of doubts in their hearts, and the two words of dissatisfaction were clearly written on their faces.

Ma Fei sneered in his heart. This young man's hair hasn't even grown out yet, does he know what calligraphy is? It's not that you can learn it by the way in school and get a few words of praise from the teacher, and then you can say that you know calligraphy. Just like high school mathematics and advanced mathematics in mathematics, what ordinary people think of as calligraphy and Ma Fei's calligraphy are completely two concepts.

Ma Fei's disciples thought that Ye Qing was just trying to show off. Not to mention compared with their master's calligraphy, even compared with them, they could crush Ye Qing by painting with their feet. So this guy insisted on writing the inscription in Canglang Pavilion, which was tantamount to humiliating himself.