Zhong Yue sat on the high-speed train to Shanghai.

Luckily, it's another ticket by the window.

Good by the window, at least the scenery along the way will not be missed.

Returning from the Shaoxing Lanting, Zhong Yue felt more and more that even if he got the penmanship system, he still had many difficulties in the way of calligraphy, and he no longer demanded himself according to what small trophies and a few award papers.

These are all imaginary, and if calligraphy is blinded by these false names, then it will stop there.

Keep your heart and never forget your original intention.

In the carriage, everyone was passing the boring time, watching movies, brushing, chatting, everyone was entertaining this time, Zhong Yue took out his mobile phone, and took advantage of the signal on this part of the road, so he sent a text message to Ye An, telling him to arrive in Shanghai in two hours.

Rely on your parents at home...... Well, I can only rely on myself at home now, and I naturally have to rely on my friends when I go out, and I have no relatives in Shanghai, and I am not familiar with the place, so it is naturally excellent to have Ye An's help.

Zhong Yue planned what he would deal with next. Studies, must be completed, but can not stay at such a superficial point, in addition to study, naturally have to go further and higher in calligraphy and painting.

Zhong Yue does not have a famous teacher, but he has a large group of people who are most backed, in this world, who has such capital as Zhong Yue?

is blessed, and it is natural to create Zhong and his uncle's god to show off.

Zhong Yue logged in to Weibo, and he didn't go online for a long time, and the popularity was really gone. This is very good, people who like calligraphy and painting, if there is a problem, he will help answer and point out, as for those trolls and trolls, after the heat is gone, it will fall silent.

"Master Zhong, how can I write calligraphy well? ”

"Write with heart. ”

The question was general, and Zhong Yue naturally answered in a general way.

How to write good calligraphy? It's like asking how to cook, and it's not something that can be said in a few words.

There are many private messages, some of which Zhong Yue has skipped directly, and some of which can be seen to be high-quality questions raised by calligraphy lovers, and Zhong Yue can answer them as much as possible.

After all, Zhang Zongcai is right, calligraphy is in a precarious situation, and every calligrapher should contribute his or her own strength. It is impossible for Zhong Yue to go around preaching how to do what he wants, and silently do something meaningful, which can be satisfied.

In this world, there is so much noise, so much so that if you don't say something amazing, it will be difficult for anyone to listen, in this case, why bother with it?

"It is not easy to live in Shanghai. I, Wang Ge, the door of Kaihong Xuan, is open for you. ”

A text message came, Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, King Xiaokai?

Before the headlines on the front page of the newspaper, Zhong Yue always felt that someone was behind it. The change in the ranking of the Municipal University Student Grand Prix, Zhong Yue did not believe that Huang Mingchuan made a mistake and made a mistake, and it must have been due to some external forces.

King Xiaokai wants to protect him into the Youth Book Association, what is the picture?

A series of questions are spread out in front of you, if you analyze them carefully, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, who knows what this little Kaiwang wants to do. But in any case, this move of directly treating him as a commodity for packaging and marketing without going through Zhong Yue has already made him very unhappy, so since this is the case, it is also troublesome to peel off the cocoon, so it is better to ignore it directly.

I can't afford to provoke, can't I hide?

Zhong Yue chuckled and deleted the text message.

"Isn't King Kai amazing?"

"Little Red Guy, Nong knows who King Xiaokai is? Wang Xizhi's descendants, he is very powerful. The old man in Block B, who heard Zhong Yue muttering on the side, said to Zhong Yue grumblingly.

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, "Oh? ”

Jokes, no matter how powerful Wang Xizhi is, he has seen it, and people have only sealed a book saint, you are good, you are not dead, you have already been crowned king? If the entertainment industry casually seals a singer and dance king and actor, it is just that, in the cultural circle, since ancient times, there is no one in the literature, who dares to be so presumptuous?

"It's good to know, Ala Hu Shangning, thirty or forty years old, as powerful as other seventy or eighty-year-old calligraphers, amazing. ”

Zhong Yue smiled, and the old man was inflating himself.

When the train was about to arrive at the train station, Zhong Yue received a call from Ye An.

"Hey, Brother Ye. ”

"Xiaoyue, I have already sent a driver to pick you up, the chairman has another meeting to hold here, and I can't get out of the way, but the chairman said that you will be invited to eat at home for dinner, so I will take you to a private apartment first. ”

"Yes, good. ”

"You got out of the train station, out of Zone B, I have sent the driver's phone number to your mobile phone, you can contact him. ”

"Well, thank you, Brother Ye. ”

Zhong Yue also understood that after all, his friendship with Ouyang Kaishan was just a work of art, and he could have not contacted Ye An when he came to Shanghai this time, but it was just a sign that the task in the main quest had not been completed for a long time, which made Zhong Yue a little uneasy, so he called Ye An and wanted to ask about the situation.

The car is already on the outskirts of Shanghai.

Zhong Yue looked at the construction on the edge of the city, and did not see the scene of the so-called metropolis, from this point of view, the international metropolis is only concentrated in one area, and if it leaves that area, it will seem ordinary.

……

The train station is connected to the airport, and there are underground shopping malls and subways. This is the centralized hub transportation port that only a metropolis has. On the landscape platform on the second floor, a fat boy wearing a vest, and a little thin man standing opposite the top of the half-fan, are holding coffee and drinking it leisurely.

"Brother Qin, what's the matter? Why did Master let us two pick up a kid from the ravine?

"You know. Master naturally has his own ideas, so can we think about it?"

The little thin man put his hands on the railing and leaned back, "It's really eccentric." Ah Yao and Mu Zilan have only been with the master for two years, and now they are already taking over the screenwriting department of Juying Pictures, as well as Xiao Zhao, and the entire design company has the final say. What about the two of us, suffocating in Kaihongxuan, teaching those hairy boys, and not beating and scolding, if those pig brains are not reincarnated well, give me the ink, they will all lift them. ”

"Okay, let's not say a word. Didn't Master say that Kai Hongxuan is our foundation. ”

"Do you believe that nonsense? Kai Hongxuan's annual profit is only how much? Less than 10% of Juying!

Qin Fat Man took a sip of the coffee in his hand, stared at the exit, and held the photo in his other hand, which was Zhong Yue.

"Zhong Yue, maybe this is our turnaround. ”

"He?" the little thin man glanced at the photo, "Brother Qin, you don't have anything wrong with your brain, right?"

Qin Fatzi took a sip of coffee, "Do you know his family background?"

"I heard from the people in the teacher's door, "It's from the ravine. ”

"The descendants of Kaizu Zhong Xuan, you should understand how Master stood out back then. In the calligraphy circle, the descendants of King Zhong are all in Kaihongxuan, think about it, who will have the final say in the calligraphy world in Shanghai?"