Three thousand yuan is indeed a lot of wealth for Zhong Yue, but the reason why he is excited is that as long as he can get the three thousand yuan scholarship through this on-site calligraphy and painting, it also means that his works are sold for three thousand yuan, and he can also communicate and discuss with those famous calligraphers and increase his knowledge.

Gu Qin got out of the car with him and went to a nearby bank, and when he came back after opening his account, there were already many people standing outside the cultural center. Today, the cultural center is not allowed to enter the museum, but despite this, it still attracts many people to come and watch.

"Zhong Yue, why don't you buy some paper and pens or something? There is no special paper and pen in it, and it will be troublesome to come out when the time comes. ”

Zhong Yue patted his schoolbag and said with a smile: "I was going to ask Mr. Huang some questions, so I brought paper, pen and ink, but I didn't expect it to come in handy." ”

Gu Qin handed him the bag of the camera, "Here, help me hold it, such a good material, you have to choose a good angle to shoot it, let's not rush in later, anyway, the on-site calligraphy and painting will be held in the afternoon, and when the ribbon cutting is over, let's have a good look, I invite you to eat KFC." ”

"Okay, where do you have so much spare money as a senior in high school, I haven't thanked you for helping with the suspension last time, I invited you this time. ”

Gu Qin took the camera, pressed the shutter on Zhong Yue's face, and said with a smile: "Look down at me, I took a lot of rewards for the special report of Zhong's Wei Bei, I was already a little embarrassed, what is it to have a meal." ”

"Xiao Gu?"

"Huang Xu?"

The man wearing a peaked cap touched Gu Qin's head with his hand, and looked evil, "Okay, I haven't seen you for a year, and I don't even call my brother anymore?"

The man glanced at the camera bag Zhong Yue was holding in his hand and asked, "......Who is this?"

"Zhong Yue. ”

Huang Xu raised his eyebrows, "Is that the divine descendant of Zhong Xuan that you wrote?"

"Forehead ......"

"So confident, it seems that you are going to participate in the calligraphy and painting competition in the afternoon? Xiao Gu, do you want to go in with me now? I will cut the ribbon later, but I will have to wait a long time before I can enter the museum, my tutor is in the museum, we can go in now. ”

Gu Qin smiled and said, "No, I still have to take pictures, Huang Xu...... Brother, you go in first. ”

Huang Xu pulled his cap, "Then I'll go in first, I'll see you later." ”

Under the attention of everyone, after Huang Xu showed his work card, he walked into the cultural center with great fanfare.

"Can you show me the newspaper?" Zhong Yue now became more and more suspicious that Mingguang Daily was not a serious newspaper, how could so many people ridicule him in one way or another.

"Ah...... Don't look at it. ”

Zhong Yue looked at Gu Qin's weak appearance and said lightly: "As a reporter, don't you know that the first element of news is to report truthfully?"

"We are a literary newspaper......"

Zhong Yue's eyelids jumped, Literary Newspaper? Then you have a so-and-so daily newspaper, why are you so serious?

"So you're literary?"

Gu Qin bit his lip and said in a mosquito-like voice: "It's not too exaggerated, it's just that it uses some brushstrokes from the hidden family in martial arts novels......"

"I'm ...... dizzy"

Zhong Yue was almost angry with the chick, no wonder the people he met in the past few days were all yin and yang, and his feelings were distorted by Gu Qin's report.

The surrounding cordon has been tightened, many security guards have stood still, and many leaders in smart suits and cultural celebrities in different clothes have walked out of the museum.

All kinds of video cameras, cameras, click-and-click.

Next, I would like to invite Vice Mayor Zhang to deliver a congratulatory speech. ”

A bunch of reporters were squeezing their cameras on the sidelines. The content of the speech, Zhong Yue probably heard the big set of words since he was a child, it is nothing more than a dog's tail and a mink, first take the construction of spiritual civilization as the beginning, and then talk nonsense about some useless nonsense.

"Next, I announce that Mr. Zhang Shaolin, a famous calligrapher, historian, municipal model worker, and provincial representative, is the first director of the Cultural Center, and I invite Director Zhang to preside over the opening ceremony of the Cultural Center!"

Gu Qin patted the vegetarian dish and pressed Zhong Yue with his arm, "See, this Zhang Lao is an honorary professor of the Academy of Fine Arts, I heard that his works were used as a national gift and given to foreign heads of state." ”

"Really?"

"What are you lying about, listen to my father, this old Mr. Zhang was originally going to be invited to the Capital Academy of Fine Arts as a professor, but he only returned to Huizhou because of his hometown, and now he is a visiting professor at the Huizhou Academy of Fine Arts, after all, he is too old to stand up to classes every day. ”

Zhong Yue looked at Zhang Shaolin, who had fluttering white hair and some fairy bones, "Listen to your father?

"Uh...... Sort of, look, it's time to cut the ribbon!"

More than a dozen city leaders and celebrities lined up, standing in the red ribbon, holding scissors, to cut the ribbon for the completion of the cultural center.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry, some of the facilities of the Cultural Center today are not yet complete, so except for special guests with invitations, the Cultural Center today is not open to the public, thank you for your cooperation. ”

Gu Qin put away his camera, "Let's go, let's go shopping first." ”

The main color is still the black and white form of the traditional architecture of the Hui School, which looks retro and contains fashion elements. After the security guard suspiciously checked the invitation, Zhong Yue and the others slipped into the cultural center, and when they looked at it, the big glass display case was actually the half of the monument in his house!

At this moment, there are already many people standing in front of the display case, admiring the inscription on it.

"I really didn't expect that our city could unearth the Wei Monument with such good condition and exquisite inscription, which is much better than the "Zhang Menglong Monument", which is really shocking!"

An old calligrapher's face was almost pasted to the glass, "It's a pity that there is no rubbing, otherwise I would have been able to copy one or two." Now sealed in this showcase, it can only be too much. ”

"Don't regret it, the cultural center opened today, and I, as the curator, prepared a small gift and gave it to every guest who came to visit, including the rubbings of Zhong's stele that had been scanned before. ”

"Really? That's great, Lao Zhang, it's more real than giving money. A calligrapher of the city calligraphy association said happily, "By the way, why is this tablet only half a piece? I look at the content of the book on it, and it is very likely that the bottom is the record of the penmanship "Nine Potentials" that Zhong Xuan obtained from Cai Yong back then, and if he can get this penmanship, I am afraid it is really a great honor!"

Huang Mingchuan inadvertently saw Zhong Yue on the side, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Several, the parties are here." If you want to know about this situation, just ask this descendant. ”