Under Xiaoshan, Qiu Wenzhen is a person who has abandoned the world, but Zhong Yue is not.

He still has a lot of things to do, and it's impossible to spend his edges here.

On the small stove of the red star, a few sweet potatoes are simmered, the two ends are pointy, and the middle is narrow, such sweet potatoes are most suitable for simmering and eating, the kind that is round and large, and the sweetest part in the center is always simmered. Qiu Wenzhen sealed the small stove, and when she saw Zhong Yue walking in from the snow, a trace of touch flashed in her eyes.

That perseverance is much like him decades ago, and it was also such a snowy day in the middle of winter, coming back from cutting bamboo in the mountains, and his hands were red from the cold. I didn't feel it when I cut it, but when I got back into the house, my hands were numb and unconscious. At that time, Qiu Wenzhen never complained about fate, but was full of enthusiasm.

It's nice to be young.

Zhong Yue slapped off the floating snow on his body.

It snowed in Lin'an, the first snow, it was very heavy and beautiful.

"Master, I have to go back. He leaned some of the New Year's goods he bought against the door, "You can take these things." ”

Qiu Wenzhen didn't look at what Zhong Yue bought, but beckoned to him and asked Zhong Yue to sit down.

"You and I don't get along much, and the things I teach you are just some skins, and in the coming year, when everything settles down, you come over. I'll teach you well, now your heart is no longer here, go back. ”

Zhong Yue got up, bowed to Qiu Wenzhen, and said, "Master, then I'll go first." ”

Qiu Wenzhen nodded, "Wait, take it." ”

Zhong Yue took the sweet potato that had been simmered.

"It's cold outside, it's hot and your hands are hot. Qiu Wenzhen said, "For a stupid person like me, it took the master three years to leave the school, and you only studied with me for more than ten days, which is amazing." But guard against arrogance and rashness, you know?"

"Got it. ”

Zhong Yue walked out of the iron courtyard gate.

Governing the seal, that is a lifetime thing, and he has more important things to accomplish now.

Half a month ago, he put aside his pen and did not write, which caused a sensation in the entire book world, but with Zhong Yue's low-key hiding, he slowly faded out of people's field of vision. Public opinion will pass in front of the public's eyes one after another, and if you really take yourself too seriously, then you will fall into the entanglement of fire and non-fire.

Getting out of the taxi, Zhong Yue held an umbrella and looked at the National Academy of Fine Arts, a higher education institution at the foot of Nanshan.

Under the heavy snow, the beauty of the country, wrapped in silver, melts with heaven and earth.

"Old Zhao, I'm here. ”

"Okay, you wait, I'll send someone to pick you up. ”

Zhong Yue is wearing a long robe today, like a master from the Republic of China, waiting for every scene and object on campus, this is a crucial battle for the establishment of the East China Calligraphy and Painting Alliance! And in this battle, there is no opponent, Zhong Yue's biggest enemy is himself.

"Zhong Yue, there are already hundreds of people in the lecture hall, all waiting for you to come, if you don't call me again, I will die in a hurry. Zhao Yongsheng saw Zhong Yue in a long robe, and his eyes were slightly surprised, "The outfits are different, it seems that you are fully prepared." ”

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, "I'm here today, not to recruit new people, but to make friends." ”

Zhao Yongsheng patted Zhong Yue's shoulder knowingly, "Attack the heart, haha......"

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In the No. 3 lecture hall, there were only half of the people seated, but for Zhong Yue, it was better to have hundreds of people come over to listen to him chatter than thousands of people. The East China Calligraphy and Painting Alliance, which is not a for-profit organization, naturally cannot afford such a huge system of thousands of people.

Zhong Yue walked up to the stage with a leather box, looked at the hundreds of people in the audience, and looked at him with different eyes, and his heart was full of emotion, today he stood up, I don't know if the so-called East China Calligraphy and Painting Alliance can stand up in the future?

There are no classes at the bottom to join in the fun, and there are also those who are interested in the East China Youth Calligraphy and Painting Alliance advocated by Zhong Yue before, all kinds of people and all kinds of makeup come with different purposes.

"Is the school crazy? Actually let a student from another school come and give a speech, this is ...... What a shameless ......"

"This matter was facilitated by Professor Zhao, and I heard that it was to form an East China Youth Calligraphy and Painting Alliance. ”

"Form an alliance? Do you really think you're a savior? Is it the Avengers, haha......"

Someone laughed teasingly. However, from Zhong Yue's point of view, whether it is ridicule or gratifying laughter, he stands in this position, that is, laughing and scolding by others, and he knows that he is in me.

Zhao Yongsheng's status in Gome should not be underestimated. South Zhao and North Jiang, such an artistic prestige, if it weren't for his own resignation, the position of the principal of Gome would have been well deserved.

"Students, be quiet. Next, I would like to announce an exciting news, in the French competition for college students that ended half a month ago, Ding Kangjian and Zhang Bin won the first prize and the second prize in the East China Division. ”

There was a sparse applause from below.

"Are the people in the calligraphy department so declining every year? ”

"I'm used to it. Calligraphy, the awesome ones are in the north, and our country has always been like this. ”

A few people sitting in the corner said with a smile: "If it weren't for Professor Zhao's insistence, this major would have been canceled a long time ago, the employment rate is so poor, and there are still few students, it's really chicken." ”

"Also, now the whole calligraphy industry is in a recession, hey, isn't that kid Zhong Buqi? What is he doing in Gome?"

"I heard some people who knew the inside story say that Professor Zhao invited him over, as if to form an East China Youth Calligraphy and Painting Alliance. ”

"Hehe, East China Youth Calligraphy and Painting Alliance......?

There are many people who sing calligraphy and decay, and there is never a shortage of people who look down on people with dog eyes. Zhong Yue put on this custom-made gown, standing here today, worthy of Zhong Xuan, the originator of calligraphy on the ancestor, and worthy of the paving support of several calligraphy predecessors in the calligraphy world, his backbone is straight!

The calligraphy is difficult and dangerous, that is his personal honor and disgrace, but the rise and fall of calligraphy is no longer his own business, but the survival of the entire Chinese quintessence!

At the end of the award ceremony, Zhao Yongsheng glanced at Zhong Yue, who was standing with his hands on the side, and his speech shook in his hand, and he raised his head and said: "This national competition, there are many heroes, and many calligraphy elites have emerged. In our East China Division, none of the previous competitions could win the top spot in the national competition. However, this time, this era of zero has been ended! This is the progress of the East China book circle, and it is also the rise of the young generation! Next, we have invited Zhong Yue, the contestant who won the national competition this time and is also the author of "Huangjiu Post", to exchange creative experience with you!"