In a residential building in a residential area.

Yang Yi was sitting in front of a computer in his pajamas, looking at a photo of a calligraphy work on the screen.

He put the photo very large, and he had to look at it word by word, and he was crazy about it.

"It was perfect. ”

He muttered to himself as he watched.

My whole mind was on this calligraphy work.

Since he came back from yesterday's gathering at the Lushan Society, he can no longer forget the work that Ye Xiaochen wrote.

Even when I was sleeping and dreaming, I made this calligraphy work.

If you don't look at it in your free time, you will be restless, and you will almost have trouble sleeping.

It's late, but he's still watching.

If you don't look at it more, it won't be nice to sleep at night.

"Lao Yang, I haven't slept yet, it's more than twelve o'clock. ”

When his wife woke up and saw that her husband was still sitting in front of the computer, she couldn't help but say.

"You sleep, I'm not sleepy. ”

Yang Yi said.

"What's so beautiful, isn't it just a calligraphy work. ”

His wife Liu Shiyun muttered, and then got out of bed, wanting to turn off Lao Yang's computer, otherwise, it is estimated that she will not sleep.

She walked to Lao Yang's side, glanced at the computer screen casually, and couldn't take her eyes off.

She was not interested in calligraphy.

Lao Yang likes calligraphy, she never reads it.

In Lao Yang's words, the two have no common language.

But now when she sees this calligraphy, her whole heart seems to be attracted to the past, she never thought that calligraphy would be so obsessive, fascinating.

After a while, Yang Yi found that his wife was standing beside him, not saying anything, let alone turning off his computer, and when he looked back, he realized that his wife was also fascinated.

"Well, this calligraphy is good, isn't it?"

Yang Yi saw his wife, who had never liked calligraphy, so he was so fascinated.

"It's so well written, it makes me feel like I'm seeing good piano scores. ”

Liu Shiyun said with a retrospective taste.

She is a teacher who specializes in teaching piano, and she usually only likes to read sheet music, but she didn't expect a pair of calligraphy to make her so fascinated.

"Lao Yang, send me a photo of this calligraphy. ”

Liu Shiyun thought of something and hurriedly said to Yang Yi.

"Good. ”

Yang Yi thought that his wife was going to hold the mobile phone to look at it, so he immediately sent it.

It would be even better if I could train my wife to become a calligraphy lover.

"I'll post a Weibo, you can forward it to me later. ”

Liu Shiyun said.

She usually likes to swipe Weibo and post some videos of herself playing the piano, and she has more than 100,000 fans.

"No, you can't post it on Weibo, we can't post it casually without the consent of the creator. ”

Yang Yi hurriedly said.

"What's wrong with this, if more people see it and like this calligraphy, won't it improve the fame of the creator. ”

Li Shiyun disagreed, in their music industry, if anyone has good music, they must be desperate to promote and increase popularity.

Soon, she edited it and sent a few pictures as well.

"Lao Yang, I've already sent it, hurry up and help me forward it. ”

"Did you really send it?"

Yang Yi said.

"Nonsense. ”

Li Shiyun hurriedly picked up Yang Yi's mobile phone, then entered Weibo and forwarded the Weibo she posted.

Yang Yi also has tens of thousands of Weibo fans.

"Okay, let's go to sleep, don't look at it, tomorrow there will be time to watch. ”

Liu Shiyun yawned.

Yang Yi nodded, a little reluctant to turn off the computer.

.....

Li Wei is a student at the Southern Provincial Vocational College of Art.

Today is the weekend, and she swiped TikTok for one night.

Playing until the early hours of the morning, she finally got a little sleepy.

She lay on the bed and opened Weibo with her mobile phone.

This is her habit, and she has to scroll through Weibo every day before going to bed.

"Hey, Mr. Liu is still posting on Weibo so late?"

Li Wei saw that the piano teacher she followed posted on Weibo, and immediately clicked to enter.

Not a piano video, but about calligraphy.

"I just saw a piece of calligraphy, it's super good, share it for everyone to appreciate. ”

Li Wei was a little surprised, and clicked on the picture to see it.

When she saw the calligraphy on it, she was shocked, and her pretty face showed a sense of indulgence, and she was immediately attracted by this magical calligraphy.

It took a long time for her to come to her senses.

"This calligraphy is so beautiful. ”

Li Wei muttered to herself.

She also had some basic knowledge of calligraphy, and later chose music, but she was still interested in calligraphy.

Seeing such a calligraphy now, it is like the soul will be shocked.

"Such a good calligraphy, I must forward and support it. ”

Li Wei's eyes lit up, and she immediately forwarded it and shared it with friends such as Weibo, QQ, and WeChat.

After finishing it, she admired it for a while, but she was really sleepy, so she was so satisfied that she turned off Weibo and went to sleep.

......

No one knows how many night owls were shocked by a piece of calligraphy this night.

In silence, this calligraphy spread on the Internet at an astonishing speed.

.....

Now.

Ye Xiaochen hadn't slept yet.

He used to accompany Li Xiaomo to run at night, and he didn't come back until more than nine o'clock, and after taking a bath, he wrote more than a dozen pieces of calligraphy.

Now he is restoring the deformed clay sculpture of the Fuhu Arhat.

Actually, it's very simple to fix this.

He converted the attribute that was as hard as iron into a temporary attribute, and suddenly the originally hard clay sculpture softened all of a sudden.

"It's amazing. ”

Ye Xiaochen touched the surface of the clay sculpture, delicate and soft, as if it was like fresh red clay, no one would have thought that before this, this clay sculpture was still extremely hard, even if it was violently impacted, it was only deformed, and it was not broken.

If it is as hard as stone, this clay sculpture must have been broken.

Ye Xiaochen pondered for a moment before he began to pinch it.

At his pace, it won't take much time to recover.

After ten minutes, the clay sculpture of Fuhu Arhat was completely recovered, and it was better than the original.

When he pinched this clay sculpture of the Tiger Arhat, it was only level 3 clay sculpture.

Now it has reached the 5th level of clay sculpture, which is two levels higher.

In terms of clay sculpture technology, the gap between the two levels is a world of difference.

He added the stats again.

Suddenly, the clay sculpture became hard as iron again.

Moreover, the two attributes of arhat majesty and probation and repentance have also been brightened and taken effect again.

Looking at the clay sculpture of the Fuhu Arhat that had been completely restored and went further, Ye Xiaochen showed a smile.

"The fifth-level clay sculpture technique, with the attributes, the effect should be stronger. ”

He stretched and was finally able to go to sleep.

......

The next day was Monday.

Ye Xiaochen had just finished running with the end of summer and went to the cafeteria for breakfast, when he received a call from Hu Peifeng.

"Brother Ye, there is a calligraphy exhibition of Li Qingcheng tomorrow, do you want to go with us to see it?"

Hu Peifeng said.

"That Mr. Qingcheng?"

Ye Xiaochen asked curiously.

"Yes, that's him. ”

Hu Peifeng said.

"When?"

Ye Xiaochen asked.

"Tomorrow is the first day, a total of three days, the specific address is in the Shashi Art Exhibition Hall. ”

Hu Peifeng said.

"I don't think there will be time tomorrow, the day after tomorrow. ”

Ye Xiaochen thought for a while and said.

He really didn't have time, because there were a few main classes to go to tomorrow morning and afternoon.

"Brother Ye, the scale of this calligraphy exhibition is not small, tomorrow there will be a lot of calligraphy in the older generation of the calligraphy industry, you also want to hold a personal calligraphy exhibition, this is a good opportunity, you can make more friends with some calligraphers, familiar with the atmosphere of the calligraphy exhibition." ”

Hu Peifeng said.

He really hoped that Ye Xiaochen would participate, and it was a pity to miss it.

"Okay, come over tomorrow. ”

Ye Xiaochen said.

"Well, call me if you arrive. ”

Hu Peifeng said.

"Okay. ”

Ye Xiaochen chatted with him for a few more words and hung up the phone.

"There's a calligraphy exhibition tomorrow, it's Mr. Qingcheng's, do you want to see it?"

Ye Xiaochen asked Li Xiaomo, who was drinking soy milk.

"No, I have an important lesson tomorrow, and I can't get out of it. ”

Li Xiaomo shook her head and said.

If it was in the past, Mr. Aojo, as her favorite calligrapher, would definitely be happy to see it, but now there is no need for this.

Because in her heart, Ye Xiaochen's calligraphy level is much higher than that of Mr. Qingcheng.

She looked at the watch on her wrist again, and quickly said, "I'll go first." ”

Then she got up with her bag and ran.

Seeing Li Xiaomo's back in a hurry, Ye Xiaochen smiled, then lowered his head and ate a fritter.

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