Ye Fan didn't expect that he would meet this old classmate here.

What I didn't expect was that this old classmate could even be good at calligraphy, which I didn't seem to have heard of in high school.

"It turns out that you are Ye Fan. ”

"When I heard that you didn't apply to the two top schools in Kyoto, I still felt sorry for you, especially because your score line exceeded those two famous schools, so I felt even more sorry for you. ”

"Hehe, compared to the imperial capital, I am more familiar with the magic capital, and I don't want to go so far. ”

In fact, it's not that it's far, but he's afraid that it's hard to find a part-time job.

In the magic capital, he had already found a part-time job with a relatively high salary after graduating from high school at that time, that is, a tutor, so he was naturally reluctant to leave.

As for why I didn't work part-time as a tutor later?

Mainly because something happened.

At that time, it was the second semester of freshman year, and that time period was also the time when Bai Xue successfully pursued Ye Fan.

When Ye Fan and Bai Xue were shopping one day, they were seen by the junior high school girl who Ye Fan tutored at that time.

Then he rushed directly to ask Ye Fan who this woman was, and Ye Fan naturally answered his girlfriend.

What Ye Fan didn't expect was that the senior high school girl actually scolded Bai Xue directly, saying that she was a third party or something.

At that time, Ye Fan was directly forced.

He then learned that the senior girl in high school actually subconsciously regarded him as a boyfriend.

has even reached the point of being sick, and when Ye Fan was tutored for the last time, he almost succeeded in taking the drug.

Fortunately, Ye Fan noticed that the taste of the tea was a little weird at that time, so he didn't drink it.

After that, Ye Fan decided that he couldn't work part-time as a tutor.

Whether you lose your body or not is secondary.

The most important thing is that his appearance will indeed make those female high school students who are not mentally sound think about things that they shouldn't think.

......

At this time, Ye Jinghong said angrily: "Xiaofan, when you were in high school before, there were still people bullying you?"

Ye Fan smiled: "I wanted to bully me, but I fought back, and I never bothered me again." ”

Liu Anfeng also remembered this, scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment:

"I also remember this, although Ye Fan said just now that I helped him that time, but in fact, I didn't help in the real sense, but I happened to see it, and then called out that the teacher was coming. ”

Ye Fan smiled: "In that case, although only a few passing classmates saw it, you shouted this sentence, so I still have to thank you." ”

Although Liu Anfeng really didn't do any useful help at that time, even those few people who wanted to bully Ye Fan didn't pay attention to what Liu Anfeng said.

But just shouting this sentence at him, Ye Fan can remember him for the rest of his life.

Remembering grudges, remembering grace even more, this is Ye Fan.

After listening to what Ye Fan said, Ye Jinghong's eyes at Liu Anfeng at this time also became a little kinder.

Hurriedly said: "Old man Liu, didn't you ask me to help taste Ah Feng's words? ”

Liu Jingwen was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

What I didn't expect was that my grandson could still have a good relationship with Ye Jinghong because of such a thing, and he was also very happy.

He naturally knew Ye Jinghong's temper, and this time he was able to urge him to take Ah Feng's book, so he naturally showed kindness.

He nodded and said, "Okay, Ah Feng, hurry up and get it." ”

"Huh. Liu Anfeng immediately responded.

Soon, Liu Anfeng took out the calligraphy card that he had won the first place in the competition before, and respectfully handed it to Mr. Ye Jinghong to see.

has been by Liu Jingwen's side since he was a child, and he naturally knows the weight of the old man in front of him in the calligraphy world.

Being guided by Ye Jinghong, he was naturally very happy.

"Well, if you can write with such pen power at such an age, it's no wonder that you can win the first place in the magic capital calligraphy competition.

"It's still a bit childish, but the stylistic characteristics are a little more condensed. ”

Hearing his old friend's words, Liu Jingwen couldn't help but squint his eyes, very proud and happy.

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The guy's praise is rarer than getting Zhang Zhixin's praise.

"It's just a pity!"

Ye Jinghong looked at the copybook, and slowly sighed a breath of turbidity, and his words were quite regretful.

"What's a pity? Lao Ye, you have something to say, don't talk about it halfway, don't talk about it, it's just a shame. ”

Liu Jingwen glanced at Ye Jinghong with some dissatisfaction.

"The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear. ”

"It's a pity that my grandson cares too much about your grandfather's pen style, so he suppresses his pen style a little, resulting in the overall words are a little stiff. ”

"Stiff feelings?"

Liu Jingwen muttered, and then quickly took the notebook written by his grandson from his old friend's hand and looked at it carefully.

After half a sound, he said: "Indeed, indeed, but I, who was a grandfather, ignored it." ”

It was the love of the house and Wu that led to Liu Jingwen's dullness to this point.

The most important thing to care about when practicing calligraphy is the muscles and charm of the characters.

And for the blunt twice, it is indeed like a great enemy.

Boldness generally represents imitation, without one's own opinions and attitudes.

But Liu Anfeng has his own attitude, but because he cares too much about his grandfather's calligraphy form, it leads to improper harmony.

It would be good if Liu Anfeng could combine the two into one, or take the sperm to remove the bad.

But Liu Anfeng's words are already a bit stereotyped, and it is difficult to change.

"Is this a serious problem?"

Liu Anfeng took the rice paper in his grandfather's hand and looked at the words he wrote carefully, but he didn't feel anything wrong.

But these two old men, who were very famous in the calligraphy world, both showed serious and distressed looks, which made Liu Anfeng also somewhat aware of the seriousness of the matter.

Ye Jinghong sighed and said: "It's not difficult to say this, it's not easy to say it, the key is whether you can figure it out in the future, and even say that it's mysterious, it's a matter of whether you can have an epiphany." ”

"Huh?" Liu Anfeng was only a junior after all, and he was suddenly a little overwhelmed.

At this time, Ye Fan spoke: "An Feng, did you worship your grandfather especially when you were a child?"

"Definitely. Liu Anfeng looked at Ye Fan puzzled.

Ye Fan smiled, stood up, walked to Liu Anfeng's side, and pointed to one of the words he wrote:

"From what I just observed, I probably know the writing style of your grandfather and grandson. ”

"Old Man Liu's pen style is heroic, and An Feng's pen style should be graceful and elegant. ”

"But look at the left ...... of your word"

Ye Fan explained in detail, and Liu Jingwen's eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance.

whispered to an old friend: "Your grandson also knows calligraphy?"

Ye Jinghong squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Isn't this an obvious thing." ”

"At the level that Xiaofan said, if it were any of us, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to talk so well, so detailed, it's like holding a microscope to show your grandchildren!"

Hearing this, Liu Jingwen glanced at the rice paper with ink in his old friend's hand.

He whispered again, "This is Ling Sun's handwriting, right?" Can you let me see it?"

Ye Jinghong smiled proudly: "Look, but I have to warn you in advance, even if you are surprised, you have to control your volume." ”

Ye Jinghong glanced at Liu Anfeng and Ye Fan, Liu Jingwen naturally understood, and immediately nodded.

Although my old friend had been vaccinated beforehand.

But when he really saw the handwriting of this copy, Liu Jingwen was still surprised.

"This ...... How could this be written by Xiao Fan? Without decades of skill, how could he write such a good hand?"

Because he deliberately lowered his voice, Liu Jingwen's face was flushed at this time, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Even, once suspected that Ye Jinghong deliberately told lies to tease him.

It's so unrealistic!

Even if Ye Jinghong said that he wrote it himself, Liu Jingwen still believed it, although the characteristics of the pen style were not like Ye Jinghong.

It can be said that Ye Fan wrote it...... This is outrageous!