Grassroots lawyers also have spring

Chapter 429 What is this thing called!
"You are right. The works of my neighbor's second uncle are also very popular with the masses. He is a leading figure in our village. His writing has pointed out the direction for the masses of the people!" Wang Chuan said with a sincere face.

After hearing this, Shen Datou almost couldn't laugh out loud when he remembered what Wang Chuan said when he was eating the cake just now.

"Mr. Zhao, you are busy. Let's go ahead and have a look. I'll treat you to dinner another day!" Shen Datou said, pulling Wang Chuan and the two forward.

"A piece of calligraphy can actually point the way for the people. The second uncle's writing is so powerful? Doesn't it mean that I am better than his second uncle!... A child can be taught!" The old man stroked his beard to himself.

"How about this work?" Shen Datou pointed to a calligraphy work.

"Mr. Shen, don't make things difficult for me. I really don't have enough ink in my stomach." Wang Chuan frowned as he looked at the work in front of him.

In his opinion, the four characters on this work seemed to be familiar to him, but he dared not read them out because he was afraid of making a fool of himself.

"Do you think these words look like 'six-year-old pig'?" Shen Datou asked in a low voice with a smile.

"Well, like, very similar, that's what I thought just now." Wang Chuan whispered.

"Two, how do you see my 'Unique in the World'?" A man in his 40s walked over with a big belly.

"Okay! This is the first time I've seen such a good work. It's really well written, and it's powerful enough to penetrate the paper!" Shen Datou said with a thumbs up.

The two looked at a few more sets of calligraphy and paintings, and came to the innermost table.

I saw a skinny old man wearing a white double-breasted jacket, white trousers, long flowing hair, and holding a big brush in his stalk-like hands, closing his eyes to luck.

Neither Wang Chuan nor Shen Datou knew what the old man in white was going to do. Seeing everyone staring at him, they also stopped.

"Hey!...Yo!..." The white-clothed old man suddenly let out several shrill screams, as if stepping on a mouse's tail.

Following the strange sound, I saw the old man in white waving the big brush in his hand, and the black ink fell on the rice paper. The old man in white ran to the side nimbly, stepping back and forth, and the big brush in his hand was running back and forth on the rice paper , the pen is a dragon and a snake.

The most important thing is that when the old man in white was splashing ink, his eyes were always closed and never opened, like sleepwalking.

The old man's sudden scream just now startled Wang Chuan and Shen Datou. Seeing the behavior of the white-clothed old man, Wang Chuan couldn't help but a few words rose in his heart-"Blind stroke!"

After more than ten minutes, the old man in white stopped in his tracks, and the shouting in his mouth also stopped. When he opened his eyes, everyone around him immediately burst into applause.

Wang Chuan stretched his neck and glanced at the works on the table, and saw that the calligraphy works on the rice paper were like ghostly drawn symbols. Anyway, he couldn't appreciate them, so he thought to himself: What is this thing called!
"Okay, thank you Master Tang for your calligraphy performance. Master Tang has created another school of calligraphy. This calligraphy work will be donated to the organizer of this event tonight. Let us express our gratitude to Master Tang for his selfless dedication!" A young man walked up to the old man in white and said enthusiastically.

This young man, Wang Chuan, was once seen on a variety show in a certain provincial TV station. He is considered a celebrity of his size. It seems that the organizer of this event spent a lot of money.

After turning around, Shen Datou looked at Wang Chuan: "Lawyer Wang, do you want to stay for a while?"

"Listen to you!" Wang Chuan smiled.

"Why don't we go, it's almost ten o'clock now, I'm going back!" Shen Datou said.

"Okay!" Wang Chuan said.

On the way back, Shen Datou asked: "Lawyer Wang, are you hungry? I was not full just now, why don't you eat something with me?"

"Okay, I happen to be a little hungry too. I invite you." Wang Chuan said.

"Don't! I proposed it. Of course I want to treat you. Don't compete with me. Next time, please treat me well." Shen Datou said with a smile.

"Okay, next time I invite you, you must not refuse." Wang Chuan said.

"Definitely." Shen Datou said with a smile: "It's cold today, let's eat some shabu-shabu to warm up."

Shen Datou parked his car at the door of a hot pot restaurant, the two entered the shop and ordered some mutton. This small shop uses copper hot pot, the kind with charcoal.

After the winter, the hot pot restaurant in the imperial capital is booming. It is almost ten o'clock in the evening, and the restaurant is still full of people.After ordering the meat, the two sat down facing each other.

"What do you think of today's calligraphy and painting activity?" Shen Datou asked with great interest.

"Mr. Shen, let me tell you my own opinion. Don't be angry. I don't know much about calligraphy works, but intuitively I feel that these works and calligraphers and painters are a bit exaggerated and flashy!" Wang Chuan said lightly.

He didn't want to say that those works were masterpieces against his will. Judging from the expressions and conversations of the writers at the scene, Wang Chuan felt that these people were a little too confident and arrogant.

More importantly, he believed that Shen Datou had also noticed it, and he probably wasn't very satisfied with these writers, so from the time he entered to the time he came out, he just walked by and looked around.

"Well, I think so too! To put it bluntly, if these people participate in the National Painting and Calligraphy Competition, they probably won't even win the commemorative award. place.

The guy in white who wrote on the big table claimed to have created ugly books and called himself the originator of ugly books.I understand that to put it bluntly, ugly books are uglier than anyone else's, and they cannot enter the hall.

There are still many people competing with him for the title of the originator of ugly books.What's wrong with this! Shen Datou shook his head helplessly and said helplessly: "To tell you the truth, every time I go to participate in such an event, I always go with the attitude of smiling every day, and forget everything else!" "

"Well, in fact, there are people like this in our industry. They can't get on the stage, so they find some names to put on themselves.

You may not know that there are many committees in bar associations in various regions, such as committees on bankruptcy law, marriage law, company law, labor law, tax law, intellectual property rights, and non-performing assets.

I've heard that some committee members can't do a single business in a year, and what's more, they only know the surface of the business involved in the committee they joined. In fact, they just want to use the name of the committee to gild themselves and solicit business! "Wang Chuan smiled.

"Oh? That's it! It seems that the legal profession is nothing more than this! People are impetuous!" Shen Datou said.

"However, there are still many big names in the legal industry, and there are also many highly professional and dedicated lawyers. They may not be good at promoting and packaging themselves, but their professional skills are beyond doubt. They rely on professional skills. Accumulate reputation slowly to attract customers." Wang Chuan said.

　I wish all book friends a happy Spring Festival!Happy New Year to all book friends!
　　Four chapters are updated today, and I worked overtime yesterday to write some, dedicated to everyone.Thank you book friends for your great support in the past year!Many thanks!Your support is the biggest motivation for me to keep updating!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)