Zhong Yue’s Weibo name is very simple.

The clock is not a device.

The word "文" given to him by Wen Zhengming is also very good to use.

In fact, Zhong Yue has been operating this Weibo account for a long time. There are many articles about the interpretation and demonstration of Jin Nong's lacquer books, which are all efforts made by Zhong Yue to pass on the calligraphy. However, no one was interested before. After this storm on Weibo, Zhong Yue found that there were gradually more fans comments under his post.

Of course, there are supportive people and squirts. In this era when people think you waste electricity when turning on the lights, it is almost impossible to have no squirts on the Internet. Zhong Yue smiled and said that in response to You Ming's contempt, Zhong Yue also published two Weibo posts about fine brushwork landscapes.

I briefly talk about the difference between heavy color and light color of ink.

Chinese paintings first have colors, then ink and wash. Among colors, there are heavy colors first, and then light colors. Wang Ximeng's painting skills focus on heavy colors. Zhong Yue believes that You Ming pretends to be confused by his understanding and deliberately picks on the bones in the eggs.

Some fans of You Ming came to criticize such popular content, saying that Zhong Yue showed off his own passion, which really made him feel a little amused. Of course, the majority of normal and rational netizens still account for, and they helped Zhong Yue criticize those black fans who made trouble.

Zhong Yue didn't care much. He didn't care about his reputation anyway. For him, this was just a little life seasoning. If he took it too seriously, it would be a mediocre person who disturbed him.

After putting down the virtual world, Zhong Yue entered another virtual world. Originally, Zhong Yue planned to take out the materials to refine ink, but unexpectedly found that ink could be refined in the system, which was convenient and would not make the whole room full of black smoke. It was quite humane.

After fiddling for more than a day, Zhong Yue was so tired that he was sweating. Finally, he made several squares of ink ingots.

Now he can only dry the ink ingots directly every day, so it takes a lot of time to use up these seven kilograms of materials.

The ink ingot of 500 kilograms of oil is simple and unpretentious, with no signs on it, and even the words "gold-painted" are not even written on it.

Good things do not require any modification. Zhong Yue put the made ink in a brocade box and planned to give Li Deming two ingots when he went to the county in two days.

Life in the mountains is relaxed and comfortable. Zhong Yue cooks and practices calligraphy every day. Now he can go up the mountain to sketch and paint, so life is naturally leisurely and content.

He stretched his waist, poured the brewed tea into a porcelain cup, and took a sip.

After staying at home for a month, he became lazy, but the final of the city's college student grand prix is ​​about to be held. He has nothing to prepare. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the four treasures of the study are all ready-made. As for the calligraphy, just perform on the spot, and don't prepare anything.

He clicked on Weibo to see how many fans he had gained today, but when he clicked on Weibo, he suddenly saw that there were thousands of comments under his Weibo.

What's going on?

Have I become an internet celebrity?

However, when Zhong Yue clicked on the comment, he smiled contemptuously.

It was all the scolding of some navy soldiers. It seemed that they had stepped on the pain points of some people and invited navy soldiers to criticize him.

There are so many interesting things in the world, but some boring people disturb themselves and do some boring and disgusting things. If Zhong Yue had his previous personality, he might have provoked Master You Mingyou. However, now that he has been following the path of calligraphy and painting for a long time, his temperament has been tempered. Why bother being angry about such bad things?

Zhong Yue doesn't care, but some people don't think so.

Chen Pingping's summer vacation has entered the countdown. However, in this way, the poor Chen Pingping was dragged out by the witch to squeeze out the labor force.

"Oh, Uncle Gu said, please don't interact with Zhong Yue, sister."

Gu Qin pulled Chen Pingping's ears, like an old mother who was good at teaching her children, and sneered: "The little guy knows a lot."

"Oh, oh, sister, it hurts, I was wrong. I overheard it."

Gu Qin let go of the fat man's ears and thought that he had some serious work, so he said, "Do work! I'll take you to have a big meal in the evening."

"Hey, sister, you just give me the order. Pingping is willing to serve you."

I don’t know which cartoon Chen Pingping learned the clichéd gentlemanly ceremony, which instantly made Gu Qin amused.

"Okay, hurry up and stuff this black material from You Ming directly under his Weibo."

Chen Pingping looked at the pile of documents on the table, looking bitter, "Pingping can't do it~~"

"Why?"

"You can use a program to disassemble the parts of the Blasting Post Bar, but it is still difficult to directly enter the user's personal page of the Weibo source program, and this is also illegal. Sister, don't make things difficult for Pingping."

Gu Qin sighed, "Then hire a navy army to expose all these black materials to me!"

"Sister, slander is legally responsible." Chen Pingping, who was educated by the American father, knows how to protect her rights at a young age.

Gu Qin looked indifferent, "Slander? These are all facts! We are revelations! Do you understand the revelations?"

Whether he understood or not, Chen Pingping lit his head wildly, otherwise his eardrum would be exploded first.

"Good sister, it's very expensive to hire a navy."

Gu Qin frowned, "How much money can it cost?"

"I don't know this either."

"Pick the most expensive one, it's not short of money! I want to bomb You Ming's Weibo!"

"Uh... OK." Chen Pingping felt Gu Qin's anger and couldn't understand why Sister Gu was so concerned about such a useless person.

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Noon.

It's hot.

Fat aunt of the shop brought a large pot of newly prepared jelly so that Zhong Yue would not cook anymore. Standing in the yard, she praised Zhong Yue's Yashe, rubbed her apron, and kept saying that the house was decorated with good looks, and she kept fiddling to wait for her youngest son to get married and start a business in the city, and she also wanted to decorate the house according to Zhong Yue's house.

Zhong Yue welcomed this.

After satisfying his meal, Zhong Yue lay on the bamboo couch for a nap. If you want to tell me what he was most satisfied with Yashe, it must be this bamboo couch.

It took about half an hour before he was woken up by the doorbell. The nap was always light sleep. If it was deep and midnight, the door ring would not wake him up. There was a yard in the house, and when people arrived at the bedroom in the backyard, they often couldn't hear the knocking sound. Before the renovation, if they wanted to open the door of the Zhong family, the villagers often shouted at the top of their voices. However, not many people came back to ring the door of the Zhong family.

Zhong Yue opened the door and saw Yizhuang and thin standing outside the door, and was a little surprised.

He had seen two of them.

Huang Sanka.

Flower head sculpture.

"Is there anything wrong with Master Third?"

Huang Sanli was leaning on a crutch, "A Diao, you are standing outside the door. Where a literati is, you are too angry."

Zhong Yue's eyelids twitched, making you feel as if you were not very angry.

"It's not a big deal, let's go into the house and sit down."

Zhong Yue probably thought that he didn't come to make enemies, so he was no longer restricted.

"What's wrong with you guys here?" he asked again.

Huang Sanjia took the scroll on the flower head carving's hand and spread it on the stone table in the yard.

The silk has been framed and looks like the backing paper is made of high-end fabric, and the scroll is also very beautiful.

"Is this what you painted?"

Zhong Yue glanced at him, "Yeah."

"I only like fine brushwork landscapes. It is rare to paint good green landscapes nowadays. I'm shamelessly asking Zhou Yatou for coming."

Are you surprised?

This is a strange thing.
Chapter completed!