Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Keyboard Warrior of Paste Bar

Xiaokai, as the name suggests, is the smallest of the regular script, founded in the Three Kingdoms Wei period, that is, the ancestor of Zhong Yue.

Zhong Xuanyuan is the most outstanding authority of Lishu, the penmanship of the regular script, also born from the Han Li, the gesture is like the Feihong play sea, extremely vivid. However, the knot body is wide and flat, the horizontal painting is long and the straight painting is short, and there is still the will of the subordination, but it has been prepared with the regular method, and it is really the ancestor of the book.

In the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Wang Xizhi studied the calligraphy more carefully, so that it reached the realm of perfection, and also established the standard of appreciation of the beauty of Chinese calligraphy.

Wen Zhengming said: "No, you need to know, the originator of regular script is Zhong Xuan." ”

Zhong Yue bowed, "I am a descendant of Zhong Yue in my later life, so I must keep it in mind." ”

"The old man is still a descendant of Yan Huang! The old man said it arrogantly?"

“……”

was ridiculed by Wen Zhengming as illiterate before, and now he was scolded again, Zhong Yue felt a feeling of crying and laughing in his heart, and the arrogant and upright character that Wen Hengshan had just established in his mind collapsed in an instant.

"In the regular script of the world, the penmanship was transmitted to Ouyang Xun, and it had lost its ancient meaning. Wen's Xiaokai, the two kings of the law, looking at Zhong Xuan from afar, learning from others, you must look carefully and learn carefully. ”

Mr. Xie pointed. ”

In the academy, it is antique, and Wen Zhengming does not have the intention of writing, "Learning books is not overnight, you should persevere." ”

"Naturally. ”

"Learning Xiaokai is very expensive, but you have to be mentally prepared. ”

Zhong Yue was stunned, "Spend more money?"

Wen Zhengming picked up a small milli and scraped the ink, "If you practice diligently, the pen will be wasted in five days, and it will not be usable to discard it." ”

Five-day ......

Zhong Yue calculated, a high-quality small hair, must need an iron painting silver hook, ordinary sheep hair can not do it at all, either pure wolf hair, or the kind of self-made by Zhong Yue before, but in comparison, pure wolf hair has more waist strength and elasticity, suitable for the two kings Xingkai, as for the pure small Kai, it is still practical to have a good time.

An ordinary point of the same time, choose an ordinary point of the pen Zhuang production, fifty-one is the minimum, it does cost silver......

But since he has chosen this path, then Zhong Yue will go on unswervingly, and all the seeds sown will blossom and bear fruit one day, and he has bought thirty or forty thousand suits, and he is still reluctant to spend this money?

Zhong Yue withdrew from the penmanship system, and he stayed for about the same time today, and his state was not so good, so he didn't go to observe it for the time being.

He opened his eyes, and a carp scrambled to his feet, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Gong Chuan wiped his wet hair and changed into a loose basketball vest, "Third child, if you don't wake up again, we're going to call an ambulance, what's wrong?

Zhong Yue rubbed his eyes a little distractedly, "Oh, it's a little. ”

"What's wrong? It's like you've fallen into an evil spirit, give it, get a drink. Zhang Da came out of the bathroom, just finished playing ball, took a shower, and the whole person looked like he was fished out of the water.

Zhong Yue was stunned, "How long have I been sleeping?"

"When we came back, it was almost more than 20 minutes since it was so loud, and you actually slept like a dead pig, if you didn't breathe, Lao Tzu would have given you artificial respiration. I've never seen you sleep so deeply before. ”

Zhong Yue stretched his waist, this is really inconvenient to practice penmanship in the bedroom, it seems that he will have to find a secluded place in the future, he can't be in the bedroom, there is no chaos this time, in case one day, this group of second goods pushed him left and right and really carried him into the hospital, where can he be reasonable.

"Where's Amin?"

"Our Minister Mingda, invite the old minister to the promotion banquet. Zhang Da took out his mobile phone and looked at it boringly.

Zhong Yue glanced at his mobile phone, a few missed calls and a few text messages, all of which belonged to Gu Qin.

"Take a look at the Academy of Fine Arts post, it's wonderful!"

Zhong Yue lay on the bed and clicked on the post bar of the Academy of Fine Arts.

A popular title, which has been refined and topped, with new floors added every few minutes.

I don't know who came up with such a hateful title - the most handsome male god in the Academy of Fine Arts, who is not convinced?

Open from the outside, it's all on the first floor to feed the dogs. After Zhong Yue logged in with the ravine bookmaker's post bar account, he clicked the post with some palpitations. Sure enough, it was this chicken chop shop that caused the blame.

However, the angle of this shooting does not seem to be the direction of Uncle Chicken Chop at the beginning, it seems to be taken from a relatively distant position, it is a photo of Zhong Yue holding a pig hair brush and splashing ink. But there doesn't seem to be any face photos, and the only one is very blurry, and it's almost impossible to see irrelevant.

Zhong Yue continued to read, the landlord with the content below the picture: A new chicken steak restaurant in the east area of Frey Square, the boss is very individual, the chicken steak is delicious, the writing brother is very handsome, the landlord's mobile phone pixel scum, but it is really handsome, ah~~ The old man's girl's heart is about to explode, and he kneels and begs for the contact information of the writing brother. (It's just that the words are a little ugly)

In front of him, Zhong Yue still saw a little frowning, and then when he saw the words in the last parentheses, he instantly lowered his face.

"What is called a word is a little ugly, do these people have any taste!"

The two people who were already in the dark raised their heads and looked at Zhong Yue in surprise.

"It's okay, it's okay, you go on. ”

Zhong Yue let out air from his nostrils, lay back on the pillow, and continued to turn down.

……

"The landlord cured my presbyopia for many years, and these five senses can see and clear me of losing. ”

"People can't read clearly, the words are really ugly, why are so many people going to eat? I waited in line for half an hour before I bought it, well, it's really delicious, there is less flour, and the meat is tender and delicious." ”

"Are you sure it's from our Academy of Fine Arts......?"

“……”

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Of course, there are also people who know the goods, and they insist on righteousness, "Who said that the words are ugly? This is the Jinnong lacquer book, a peerless book style, don't be blind to those who can't understand it......"

The Academy of Fine Arts was originally a little deserted, but Zhong Yue looked through it, and it was actually pushed to more than two hundred floors, and there were a lot of various comments. What is the most on the Internet, it is naturally a keyboard warrior, just such an ordinary post, Zhong Yue can actually see it rise to the height of hype, character and even fraud.

In this era when everything is about consumption, online rumors have become the cheapest channel for catharsis, which is also the reason why so many online keyboard warriors are born.

You can not understand lacquer books, and you can also express that you don't like it, but inexplicable rumors, this is a bit excessive. Zhong Yue swiped a few pages, and he didn't bother to read any more, how to spray how he loved, anyway, he was not from the Academy of Fine Arts, he pulled to the bottom of the post box, spelled it with the unskilled nine keys, and slowly typed a sentence.

"I can't read the Jinnong lacquer book, I'm not scolding anyone, but I want to say that the students of the Academy of Fine Arts are all from the lower riba!"

Isn't it just spraying people?

Come on, hurt each other!