Early morning.

The sun shines into the window, and the summer day is always so incomprehensible, and the sun at seven o'clock is already too hot to sleep.

Zhong Yue frowned, remember that he drew the bed curtain yesterday? looked up, saw the sneakers on the clothesstick, and immediately understood, it must be a fitness maniac and cleanliness Brother Kai thought that Zhang Da's shoes smelled after playing, so he took the clothespole and picked it out the window.

He leaned over and reached out and closed the curtains.

The mental state can easily affect the mood of learning calligraphy, after Zhong Yue finished washing, he went downstairs and walked around, looked at the time, it was only more than six o'clock, here to the cultural center, it is more than 20 minutes by car, so early, the door has not been seen.

In Xiaoling Park near Huida, there are still many people in the early morning. However, most of them are still uncles and aunts, playing fitness equipment, tai chi and dancing fans, a lot of fancy ones.

Before, there were aerobics early in the morning, but later because the park was close to the university park, it was frequently reported by major universities, so the relevant departments made regulations that no high-power external sound was allowed to be used, which made the noisy park change.

After trotting a few laps, he was slightly sweating, and after buying a few buddies in the dormitory early, he walked upstairs, and it was almost half past seven, and several people in the dormitory, except for Gong Chuan, who was bent on downgrading and going to the Chinese Academy, also got up.

"I bought it early. ”

"Ah Yue is really the lucky star of our bedroom. "Last semester, Zhong Yue also got up early every day to bring breakfast to these grandchildren, he was not used to going to bed late, and he didn't like to sleep lazy, except on a few days.

"Why did you wake up so early today?"

Zhang Da wore a big pants and scratched his thighs after a night of fighting with mosquitoes, "Isn't it early, today is Chen Ke's grandson's exercise class, and the exam is about to be. ”

"Be quiet, Ah Chuan is sleeping. ”

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

Zhong Yue wiped his face, lay on the bed again, and entered the system, ready to complete today's one-hour penmanship observation. After yesterday's post, the proficiency only increased by one percent, and the proficiency of two percent was really miserable, the progress bar was almost empty, there was no way, and this thing couldn't be rushed, if it could improve by two percent every day, it would take fifty days to reach the skills of others for ten or even decades, and Zhong Yue also recognized it.

Wen Zhengming is still as strict as ever.

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

Just like people who learn calligraphy know Yan Liu Ou Zhao, those who learn Xiaokai must know the "Lingfei Sutra" copied by the Tang people. Many calligraphers believe that "Lingfei Jing" is the first post of Xiaokai, and those who do not agree with it are only because there are Zhong Xuan and Erwang before, but when it comes to Lingfeijing, it is definitely a well-deserved Xiaokai boutique, and it is quick to get started.

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

The horizontal painting of the ink version of the Lingfei Sutra is to first have a hook wire, and then go against the front into the pen, then go to the center to continue the line, and finally protect the tail, more than five twists and turns, the speed is extremely fast, and the turn is smooth. Now many people who practice the Lingfei Sutra don't even understand, and most of the characters are written by pure dew, which is actually a big mistake and the taste is much worse.

"No, you have to understand that it seems to be a sharp pen, but in fact it still contains a hidden edge. When you copied before, you heard the old man say that Lu Feng would start writing directly, which is a big mistake, understand?"

"It's a little hard. "Zhong Yue told the truth, according to Wen Zhengming's requirements, the Lingfei Sutra, which was originally the best to use, was simply too difficult to explode.

Wen Zhengming nodded, and said unabashedly: "It's not a little, it's difficult." The line of writing is more than twists and turns, the old man can not do it, such a fast and smooth line of writing, the old man can only do a wave of twists and turns, so the way of calligraphy, limited to this. ”

“……”

Wen Zhengming, who has practiced calligraphy for decades, can't even do it himself, he is so strict with him, Zhong Yue is very uncomfortable, after practicing for an hour, he is still confused, and he even doubts whether he can write calligraphy.

"That's all for today, let's rest. The teacher knows that you are tired, but you have to understand that it is all for your own good. The old man has been writing for decades, and only when he is old can he realize that the Lingfei Sutra is two or three out of ten, but the penmanship has become a solid trend, and it is not easy to re-practice. You have to understand that Zhao Mengfu, everyone in regular script, is only three or four out of ten, so there is no need to be discouraged. ”

If you realize three or four out of ten, you can become the fourth master of regular script, Zhong Yue doesn't know what kind of creation he will have if he understands the Lingfei Sutra. After exiting the small block penmanship system, Zhong Yue looked at the proficiency of three percent, and was still quite satisfied, there was a big psychological gap before, but now after understanding this difficulty, he was also relieved, it was better than standing still.

He exited the system and glanced at Gong Chuan, who was still sleeping, and the bird quietly walked out of the dormitory, closing the door by the way. I glanced at the time, half past eight, and arrived at the cultural center at about the right time.

On the way, Zhong Yue dialed Liu Qinghua's phone, and he had been coming to the school for two weeks, and asked how the renovation was going.

"Hey. ”

"Ah Yue, what's the matter? ”

"Brother Liu, how is the construction progress?"

"The basic water and electricity pipelines have been completed, originally according to our plan, it will be completed in ten days, this Xiao Liu Director, it is too complicated, and a construction team and two construction teams have been brought in, and this is finished, but the progress of the floor tiles and wall painting should be accelerated, and it is estimated that it will be completed in half a month. ”

"Well, what's the matter call me. ”

"Okay. By the way, the material money you paid before, in addition to wires and pipes or something, the rest of the money, I will use it to calculate the salary, according to the requirements of Director Xiao Liu, the budget of 80,000 yuan may not be enough, he has already bought materials, and the contract we signed before has now become a tripartite contract, so how much should it be in the end, I will take as much as I want, and I will give you a clear list. ”

Zhong Yue smiled, "Your construction team, that is well-known in the county, I'm still afraid that you won't be able to repay the debt?" That's it, hang up first, the car is coming." ”

"Well, we'll talk about it later. ”

Zhong Yue hung up the phone, got on the bus, and rushed to the cultural center. He still has a base in his heart, and when Zhang Shaolin sent 80,000 yuan before, he already understood that it was no longer just a matter of a stone tablet.

The monument is dead, where is it not lying down?

Lying in the cultural center, although there is a sense of history, but after watching it for a long time, it is nothing. If you don't know calligraphy, you may think that this is the half of a stone tablet from a grave.

Originally, he called 18,000 to the account, and then sent 80,000, which was already a bit weird, but after Zhong Yue read the agreement, he felt that there was no discrepancy, so he signed it, and now Zhang Shaolin called again, or 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 really what he expected, it was not their calculation to beat Zhong Yue.

This time, Zhong Yue is ready to fight against the army!