Holding the two books in his arms tightly, he was more careful than carrying a priceless treasure. His cautious appearance attracted the attention of many male and female students on campus. When it became clear that this strange boy was only holding two books, they all showed incredible expressions. Of course, they didn't understand the significance of these two books to Lu Shanmin, and he would never forget the complicated expression on Bai Ling's face when she said to herself, 'Well frogs can't speak the sea, and summer insects can't speak of ice', there was helplessness, heartache, reluctance, and determination. I thought that the word 'university' was 108,000 miles away from me, but now it is so close that I can not only see it, but even touch it. The old professor's words were like lightning, splitting the closed door that had been sealed for a long time in the depths of his heart, and like seeing the sun through the clouds, there was a glow behind the dense fog. Lu Shanmin is a hunter, he is not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, what he is afraid of is that he can't see hope, now, hope is ahead, and the rest is to run towards this hope.

Back at the rental house, Lu Shanmin washed his hands, couldn't wait to open the book, and was about to read the book, Zuoqiu walked out of the bedroom.

"Hey, great calligrapher".

Lu Shanmin frowned, "Don't you have to go to work?"

Zuoqiu held the head of the chicken nest and grinned, showing a mouth full of yellow teeth, "Hehe, have you forgotten? I am a great writer, do writers need to go to work?"

"Huh, calligrapher, what book are you reading?" He sat down next to Lu Shanmin, "Fundamentals of Economics, History of Economic Thought," and frowned slightly and pursed his lips. "Why do you still read such a low book?"

Lu Shanmin didn't know what Zuoqiu meant by low, but looking at his expression, he seemed to be very disdainful of these two books.

Lu Shanmin has always been skeptical about Zuoqiu's identity, as far as he looks, some people believe that he is asking for food, and if he wants to say that he is a great intellectual and a great writer, it is estimated that no one will believe it.

Lu Shanmin snatched the book from Zuoqiu's hand, and said a little unhappily: "My name is Lu Shanmin, not a big calligrapher, these two books are very important to me, don't move them casually in the future."

"Cut, I can't look at these two broken books, my big boxes of books are the real treasures."

Zuoqiu licked his face and moved to Lu Shanmin's side, and asked with a flattering expression: "I said that a great calligrapher, with your calligraphy achievements, you are also a great intellectual, how could you fall into such a place?"

Seeing that Lu Shanmin ignored him, he smiled again, "But come to think of it, a great writer like me is nothing more than that, it seems that we are both fallen people at the end of the world."

Lu Shanmin shook his head helplessly, "My name is Lu Shanmin, you can still call me by my name in the future."

Zuoqiu smiled, "It's okay, you can also call me a great writer."

Lu Shanmin was speechless to the extreme, how could there be such a thick-skinned person in this world.

"I don't care if you are really a great writer, I am not a great calligrapher in your mouth anyway, my family lives in Mazui Village, I am an authentic mountain villager, let alone a great intellectual in your mouth, I am just a primary school graduate."

Zuoqiu's smile froze on his face, he looked at Lu Shanmin in disbelief, was stunned for a moment, and laughed, "You are really joking, if a primary school student can write such calligraphy, then the college students should jump off the building."

Lu Shanmin shook his head speechlessly, "I said big writer, what do you want to do?"

Zuoqiu rubbed his hands and smiled, "Do you know why I have to live here"?

Lu Shanmin shook his head impatiently, "How do I know"?

"Hehe, it's because I saw the rental ad you wrote."

Lu Shanmin sighed, this guy can't really have a problem with his head, isn't this nonsense?

Zuoqiu continued: "To be precise, I saw you writing."

Having practiced calligraphy with his grandfather since he was a child, Lu Shanmin certainly knew that his brush writing was good, but he didn't know exactly how good it was, growing up in the mountains.

Zuoqiu's face was flattering, "Yes, your floating clouds are like floating clouds, like a frightened dragon, and like a strong man drawing a sword, his expression is moving, and he is moving forward and retreating."

Lu Shanmin frowned, the first two sentences of Zuoqiu were said by his grandfather, they were words to describe Wang Xizhi, and the last two sentences were not very understandable.

Puzzled, he asked, "Is it that good?"

Zuoqiu nodded affirmatively, "It's more than that."

Lu Shanmin wanted to calm down and read the two books given by the old professor, and asked impatiently, "What do you want to do?"

Zuoqiu smiled, brought a glass of water from the table, and carefully handed it to Lu Shanmin.

Lu Shanmin took the water inexplicably and looked at Zuoqiu in surprise.

"I want to worship you as a teacher, can you teach me calligraphy"?

The cup in Lu Shanmin's hand almost fell to the ground unsteadily. A mountain villager who graduated from elementary school, someone wants to worship himself as a teacher, the world is too crazy.

Zuoqiu hurriedly said, "You will definitely not lose money by accepting me as a student, I am a top student of Tianjing University, and I am still a great writer in the future, if you accept me, I will definitely be proud of me in the future."

Tianjing University, even if it is a mountain villager, Lu Shanmin also knows, it is the highest university in the country, more famous than Tunghai University, and it is said that the people who can be admitted are the champions of some provinces and cities.

Lu Shanmin looked at Zuoqiu in surprise, stood up, carefully looked at Zuoqiu, and finally shook his head, believing that this cheeky sloppy ghost was bragging again.

Seeing the suspicion on Lu Shanmin's face, Zuoqiu quickly got up and ran into the bedroom, and after a while, he took the graduation certificate and degree certificate and put them in front of Lu Shanmin, "absolutely genuine."

Lu Shanmin stared and pondered for a long time, just like his primary school graduation certificate, there was a bright red seal with the words 'Tianjing University' on it, as well as a steel seal, which was indeed the graduation certificate and degree certificate of Tianjing University.

After repeatedly looking at the documents and Zuoqiu on the table, Lu Shanmin sighed, "This fake certificate is too realistic."

Zuoqiu almost fell, looking like he wanted to cry without tears, "This, this, how can this be a false certificate?" Saying that, he turned around anxiously for a long time, and then ran into the bedroom and took out his laptop, "If you still don't believe it, you can log on to the official website of the Ministry of Education, each graduation certificate has a unique number, the same as the ID card, don't believe you to check."

Seeing Zuoqiu's appearance, Lu Shanmin had some belief, but he really couldn't imagine that Zuoqiu's beggar appearance would be a graduate of Tianjing University.

"I don't know how to use a computer".

Zuoqiu looked at Lu Shanmin incredulously.

"You're a great calligrapher who doesn't even know how to use a computer!!

"Hey, I've told you several times, I'm just a mountain villager who graduated from elementary school."

"Really"?

"Mountain people don't lie".