Why did he forget that Yi Lao became famous at a young age not only because of his extremely talented talent, but also because of his extremely difficult-to-write thin gold style. More importantly,

"Teacher Yi never writes for money." The student next to him had already mentioned this reason, and his face was very proud, "The handwriting is like the person, and the handwriting is like the person. People in our field value the most is character. If a person has character, his character will of course have a spirit. How can he write to you with such character as Teacher Yi?"

Yi Liao glanced at the student: "Don't talk nonsense."

The student immediately remained silent.

"Mr. Wang," Yi Liao looked directly at the man in front of him, "Three times in total, the people in your company are very rude every time they come, causing trouble to our teachers and students. This time, you almost attacked our security guards." He casually turned the beads on his wrist, and every word he said seemed to come from the Ice Age. "It doesn't matter if you don't understand some things, but you must have the minimum respect."

With a "click", two beads collided together, which was fascinating in the quiet teaching building.

"—The guards are already outside. Should you go out by yourself or let them come in and invite you?"

Yidao's black pupils swallowed the sky, and it was bottomless and there was no doubt.

The strong man was sweating all over and was very unwilling to accept it, but he had to give up and escaped with hatred and fear.

The troublemaker left, Yi Liao became lazy and put his hands in his pocket, and his aura was not that inaccessible. He glanced around casually and suddenly stopped.

Su Yumian, who was still thrilling to watch the show, looked at him unexpectedly.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Ha smiled in the astonishment of everyone, as if the first spring breeze blew across the lake in winter, and the ice on the upper layer of the lake finally cracked.

The student pushed his glasses and said silly: "Did I read it wrong?"

The security guard opened his mouth in an "o" shape: "Maybe, I've read it wrong, too."

Yi Lan is not a face-paste, but he is generally serious in teaching places. He has just experienced such a thing, and his sudden smile makes people confused.

"Su Yumian." Yi Liao looked at her and asked, "Are you looking for me?"

Su Yumian was about to say no, but Yilan had already made a move: "Come in."

Su Yumian:?Brother, what's wrong with your undeniable tone? Is it still time for me to leave now?

As cowardly as Su Yumian, he still swayed into the house.

There is a very light sandalwood smell in the room, mixed with the smell of ink, which has a reassuring and thick feeling.

Yi Lan poured Su Yumian a cup of tea, and took out a box of snacks from the drawer, asking her to wait for a while, but he hadn't finished talking to the students.

Su Yumian sat quietly aside. She found that the box of snacks given by Yi Lao was actually Su-style pastries, which were the flavor of her hometown. The greedy man was immediately hooked up. Su Yumian pulled out a book about the introduction to calligraphy from the bookshelf, and while drinking tea and eating pastries, she started reading the book intently.

Yi Liao looked at her and couldn't help but smile.

The student was shocked and trembled his hands and posted a message on Moments: Who has ever seen Teacher Yi who smiles gently????I have seen him!!!

Su Yumian sensed Yi Liao's gaze and raised her head. Yi Liao immediately smiled, changed her gaze, picked up a pen and dipped it ink in the inkstone, and the expression just now disappeared.

When Yi Lan wrote, he liked to write while standing, with his upper body slightly bent, his eyes were upright, and he looked at the ink on the rice paper seriously. His wrist turned lightly, and he seemed to be useless. The ink was winding but his pen tip was vigorous and his sharpness was revealed. The font was thin but not without a strong skeleton. The lifting and pressing at the beginning and end were strong and clear.

The page Su Yumian opened mentioned the thin gold style in the book. The book said that the thin gold style was the original character of Emperor Huizong Zhao Ji. As an emperor character, it had the pride of cutting gold and cutting jade, which was relatively difficult.

The pride of the spirit... no wonder Yidao can write well.

Su Yumian casually flipped through the books and learned some basic knowledge of calligraphy. She had finished a box of pastries. She felt guilt and guilt that came to her heart. She stood up and stamped her feet, looking around the room.

This room is not big, but it is very delicate, so exquisite that it doesn’t look like a special lecturer’s office. There are half-written rice paper under the window, which are all the results of YiLian’s usual practice of calligraphy.

These words are worth a lot of money when you buy them. Now you are spreading them on the ground casually. Su Yumian feels a little distressed and squats on the ground to tidy up.

However, when she looked carefully, she became a little uneasy.

The same poem is written on every piece of paper on this ground: Spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted and sleeps when listening to the rain.

Some papers even have the second half of the sentence.

Each of them is a handwriting that Yi Lan is good at, but it is not exactly the same. Some are unrestrained, some are elegant, some are wild, and some are restrained horizontally and vertically. It seems that from this stroke, one can guess the mood of the writer when he writes.

Su Yumian turned to the bottom, a light yellow paper, unlike the others, only the last two words of the full lyrics of "Bodhisattva Man" were written on it-

Sleeping in rain.

Yijie has been finished there. Before the student left, he said "Goodbye Teacher Yi", and Su Yumian woke up from a dream. She hurriedly put the paper back, covered the other papers on it, and pretended that she didn't see it.

She didn't know what she was panicking, she just wanted to treat it as the last sentence of the poem, and it had nothing to do with her.

"What are you looking at?" Yi Liao began to wash the brush, tightening the curve of the jaw, and emitting a angular outline through the light.

Su Yumian changed the topic a little panickedly: "Do you like this poem from Wei Zhuang very much?"

"Yeah." Yi Zao didn't comment and lowered his head and concentrated on packing the rice paper and inkstone. Suddenly, his hand paused for a moment and added indifferently, "Your name is inside."

Su Yumian's heartbeats like a drumbeat.

Amplified with the heartbeat, there is also a long-lost sense of fear.

When Su Yumian received a call from Lin Mingming, she ran out of the Academy of Fine Arts almost as if she was running away.

Seeing her expression, Lin Mingming asked in confusion: "Have you seen a hell?"

"It's even scarier than a ghost." Su Yumian took a breath, "I've met Yi and chatted."

"oh……"

"Easy Chat Turn on the sultry mode!"

Lin Mingming widened his eyes and reached out to touch the sweat on Su Yumian's forehead: "Oh my God, so much sweat! You..."

"I'm fine." Su Yumian leaned her head against the car window, and the wind poured in from outside, blowing her to calm down little by little. She smiled bitterly, "After so many years, I still can't pass his level."

Lin Mingming was worried, hesitated for a while, and said, "Yidao may still believe that you transferred to school because of your parents' job changes in your second year of high school. Those who don't know are innocent. After you leave, he is indeed depressed for a long time."

Su Yumian bit her lip and said nothing.

Seven years ago, every time Yi Liao got closer, it seemed as if he would have pushed her into the abyss.

Seven years later, this shadow still exists.

Yi Lao is indeed not wrong, but she is wrong. She overestimates her concentration and overestimates her healing ability.

It turned out that Yi Lai could still tease her easily after seven years. It turned out that after so long, she would still remember the nightmare that Yi Lai brought her.

It is a mistake to like him, so she must not like this person anymore.

***

Su Yumian began to prepare materials for the documentary and had to take time to watch the original work of the IP drama project. She devoted herself to work, and before she knew it, a week passed, and life returned to its original track.

During the break of work, she glanced at WeChat.

99 messages were browsed in the work group of "Calligraphy Documentary". Su Yumian's eyelids twitched. What did she missed?

When you turn to the top, the system prompts "yl to join the group chat".

A director said: The last guest of the documentary has been decided, and young calligrapher Yizhan is welcome! Applause!

Next, there was a burst of warm cheers and discussions in the group.

In recent years, Yidao has become very famous. One of the few young calligraphers in China who are good at slim gold styles has always paid a lot of attention to him in the industry. When he posted a video of writing on Weibo, he occasionally showed his face accidentally. Although he was in a hurry, he was still cut off by netizens who were quick-witted. Netizens were shocked by his appearance. His Weibo increased a lot of fans and inspired the enthusiasm of young and cute beauty fans to learn soft-brush calligraphy. The name "shenwei" in the calligraphy world spread wildly.

Everyone was surprised to see such popular guests joining.

——Except Su Yumian.

She had only shocked.

She knew it when she was sixteen years old. It was actually very difficult for this person to talk about.

She remembered that one time the class rolled to change seats, she sat in front of Yijie. Her deskmate was a sweet and cute girl. One day, the cute girl turned around and asked him: "Yijie, can you tell me the last big question of the math test today?"

Yi Liao happened to be writing that question. After writing the steps to solve the problem, he finished writing and said without changing his face: "I don't know."

...

Another time, Yi Liao walked to the door of the classroom. The girls from other classes stopped him and said shyly: "Let me find Yi Liao's classmate in your class."

He looked at the classroom and said calmly: "Yi Liao didn't come today."

...

There were countless girls in school who were angry with him and cried.

Su Yumian frowned and clicked on Lin Mingming's dialog box: Yilan has joined our company's new project.

Su Yumian: Someone who doesn't like exposure came to participate in the documentary shooting/goodbye.

Su Yumian: It seems everyone is very happy/Goodbye.

Lin Mingming was in class and did not reply to the message immediately. Su Yumian was not in a hurry. She quit and looked at her Moments for a while. She also heard several colleagues excitedly sayings from Yidao because of Yidao's participation. Then, she clicked on the dialog box and continued to leave a message: It's too naive, how could Yidao be a good person?

After posting this sentence, she threw her phone aside and opened the document to write an outline.

Five minutes later, Tang Lin's phone came in.

He was almost roaring: "Su Yumian! Are you crazy?!"

Su Yumian was a little confused: "Teacher Tang, why are you so angry?"

"You have the nerve to ask? What did you post in the group?"

"Ah?" Su Yumian suddenly had a bad premonition. She quickly clicked on the work group. The last sentence she was going to send to Lin Mingming, "I...I sent the wrong one!"

Shortly after the new project was established, the people in the project team came from different units. Su Yumian openly mocked the guests in the work group for being good at sluts. Everyone was shocked by the heroine and no one dared to answer. The mockery she sent was hanging at the end of the group chat, dazzling and dazzling.

Su Yumian wanted to withdraw, but the system suddenly told her: news can only be withdrawn within two minutes.

It's cold, it's cold.

Teacher Su has not yet become a famous lyricist, so his career has ended here.

On the phone, Tang Lin scolded her again with heartache, ordered her to apologize quickly, and then hung up the phone angrily.

Su Yumian hugged her cell phone dullly. Not long after, Tang Lin sent Yidao's mobile phone number.

Apologize!!!

The attitude must be sincere!!!
To be continued...