early morning.

The sun shines into the window, and summer is always so unresolved. The seven- o'clock sun makes people unable to sleep.

Zhong Yue frowned, remembering that he pulled the bed curtain yesterday? He looked up and saw the sneakers on the clothespin rod. He immediately understood that it must be the fitness maniac and the cleanliness-obsessed Brother Kai who thought Zhang Da’s shoes after playing the ball were smelly, so he picked them out the window with the clothespin rod.

He stretched his hand sideways and pulled the curtains up.

The mental state can easily affect the mood of learning calligraphy. After Zhong Yue finished washing up, he went downstairs and took a walk around. After looking at the time, it was only about six o'clock, and it was only more than twenty minutes' drive to the Cultural Center. I went there so early and I haven't even seen the door yet.

There are still many people in Xiaoling Park near Huida in the early morning. However, most of them are old men and women, playing fitness equipment, playing Tai Chi and dancing fans, and there are a lot of fancy flowers.

There were people who danced aerobics early in the morning. Later, because the park was close to the university campus and was frequently reported by major universities, the relevant departments made regulations that no high-power external audio was allowed, which made the noisy park change.

After a few trots, I felt a little sweaty. After buying breakfast from a few guys in the dormitory, I walked upstairs. It was almost half past seven. A few people in the dormitory, except Gong Chuan, who was dedicated to being demoted to the Foreign Languages ​​College, also got up.

“I bought it early.”

"Ayue is really a lucky star in our dormitory." Last semester, Zhong Yue also got up early every day and brought breakfast to these grandchildren. He is not used to going to bed late and does not like to sleep in unless it is a few days.

"Why did you get up so early today?"

Zhang Da wore a big shorts and scratched his thigh that had been fighting with the mosquito overnight. "How is it too early? Today is Chen Ke's grandson's exercise class to get through the exam. The exam is about to be taken. If the big things are not clear, our group of poor students will probably not even have bad students."

"Speak a little bit, Achuan is sleeping."

Zhang Da picked up two meat bags and said with a smile: "Okay, let's get out."

Zhong Yue wiped his face, lay on the bed, entered the system, and prepared to complete today's one-hour brushwork observation. After copying yesterday, his proficiency increased by only one percent, and two percent proficiency was really terrible. The progress bar was almost completely empty. There was no way, and this matter could not be rushed. If he could make 2% improvement every day, he would spend fifty days to achieve the ability of others for ten or even decades, then Zhong Yue would also recognize it.

Wen Zhengming still has strict requirements as always.

Although Zhong Yue cannot bring non-lottery items in the system out of the system, he can be used in the system. Under Wen Zhengming's gaze, he took a pen to copy the "Lingfei Jing".

Just like those who learn calligraphy know Yan Liu, Ou and Zhao, those who learn small regular script must know the "Lingfei Jing" copied by the Tang people. Many calligraphers believe that "Lingfei Jing" is the first post of small regular script, and those who do not agree with it are just because there were Zhong Yao and the Two Wangs before, but when it comes to Lingfei Jing, it is definitely a well-deserved fine small regular script, and it is easy to get started.

The reason why Wen Zhengming asked Zhong Yue to copy "Lingfei Jing" was because Zhong Yue's regular script was a bit poor, so he directly followed him to learn Wen's small regular script, and the progress was too slow.

The ink-trace version of Lingfei Jing is first drawn with thread, then the pen is turned in the opposite direction, and the side tip is connected to the center and continues. Finally, the tail is protected, with more than 50% of the time, and the speed is extremely fast and smooth. Now many people who practice Lingfei Jing don’t even understand it. Most of the copybooks start with pure tips, which is actually very wrong and has a much worse taste.

"If you don't have a tool, you have to understand that it seems that the tip of the pen is actually still hidden. Before you copied it, you always heard me say that the tip of the pen is exposed and the tip is just revealed. Is it a big mistake, do you understand?"

"It's a bit difficult." Zhong Yue told the truth. According to Wen Zhengming's requirements, the Lingfei Sutra, which was originally the best choice, was simply difficult to get started.

Wen Zhengming nodded and said without any concealment: "It's not a bit, it's very difficult. I can't do it even if I write in a few twists and turns. I can only do it with such rapid and smooth writing, so the way of calligraphy is limited to this."

“…”

Wen Zhengming, who had practiced calligraphy for decades, couldn't even do it himself. Zhong Yue felt so uncomfortable when he asked him so strictly. After practicing for an hour, he was still confused. He even doubted whether he could write calligraphy.

"I'll be here today. Let's take a break. The teacher knows you are tired, but you have to understand that it's all for your own good. I have been practicing for decades, but I have only realized two or three out of ten in the Lingfei Sutra until I was old. However, the brushwork has become a solid trend, and it's not easy to practice again. You have to understand that Zhao Mengfu, a master of regular script, has only realized three or four out of ten, so there is no need to be discouraged."

If you understand three or four out of ten, you can become the four masters of regular script. Zhong Yue doesn’t know how lucky you will be if you understand the Lingfei Sutra. After you withdraw from the small regular script brushwork system, Zhong Yue looked at the three percent proficiency and was quite satisfied. He had a big psychological gap before, but now he understands the difficulty, he feels relieved. It is better than standing still.

He left the system and looked at Gong Chuan who was still sleeping. The bird quietly walked out of the dormitory and brought the door with him. After looking at the time, it was almost time to arrive at the Cultural Center at 8:30.

On the way, Zhong Yue called Liu Qinghua and had been to school for two weeks and asked how the renovation progress was.

"Hello."

"A Yue? What's the matter?"

"Brother Liu, how is the construction progress?"

"The basic water and electricity pipeline has been completed. According to our plan, it will be completed in ten days. Director Liu is too complicated. He brought in another construction team and two construction teams. It was only then that the floor tiles and wall painting should be accelerated later. It is estimated that the completion will be completed in half a month."

"Okay, call me if you have something to do."

"Okay. By the way, I will use the remaining money for the materials you paid in advance, except for wires and pipes, etc., to calculate the wages. According to Director Xiao Liu's requirements, the budget of 80,000 may not be enough. He has already bought the materials. The contract we signed before has now become a tripartite contract, so I will take as much as it should in the end and will give you a clear list."

Zhong Yue smiled, "Your construction team is famous in the county. I'm afraid you will lose money if you lose money? That's it, I'll hang up first, the car is here."

"Yeah, let's talk about it later."

Zhong Yue hung up the phone, took the bus, and rushed to the cultural center. He still had a basic idea. When Zhang Shaolin sent 80,000 yuan, he already understood that it was no longer just a stone tablet.

The monument is dead, where is it not lying?

Although lying in the cultural center is full of historical weight, it has nothing to do after watching it for a long time. People who don’t know how to calligrapher may think that this is half a stone tablet from which grave.

Originally, he transferred 18,000 yuan to the account, but later he sent 80,000 yuan, which was a bit strange. However, after Zhong Yue saw the agreement, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he signed it. Now Zhang Shaolin called again, and it was still for the matter of this monument. Zhong Yue felt that it was not for the monument, nor for him, but for Ouyang International.

If it was what he expected, it wouldn't be their plan to play Zhong Yue.
Chapter completed!