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Zhong Yue:

See the words as they are.

When you read this letter, then it proves that I am no longer alive. The world is unpredictable, and it may be the night I write this letter, or a few days later, or a few months from now, or in short, the day I can see.

Although you and I have only met each other for a few days, I saw in your eyes the dedication to calligraphy in the first meeting in the cultural center, which is why I spare no effort to help you. There is always a time when manpower is not enough, what I can do is just some fur, so it is more up to you, and no matter what you do, what I want to say is not only the four words of Yiyidongwang, but also too much, I hope you are humble and peaceful in the face of the injustice and unfairness of the world, I hope you are optimistic and open-minded to look at the darkness of the world, and I hope you are strong and not discouraged to climb the peak on the road of calligraphy.

Let the quintessence of our Chinese nation once again burst out with new vitality, yes, you heard it right, not only inheritance, but also in today's diversified art era, standing at the top of the position, I believe you can do it. Maybe the hopes I mentioned above, you will feel that they are too paper-based, maybe you have a certain social status, and you will use your strength to erase the injustice, unfairness and even correct what you think is wrong, but under the principle of sticking to you, you must be kind.

Those who study books see themselves, heaven and earth, and sentient beings.

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Zhong Yue sat on the sofa and read the letter again and again. If during the day he was still immersed in the pride and confidence of reproducing the emblem of the Mogufa, now this arrogance has become so ugly under this letter.

The phone has been ringing I don't know how many times. After Zhong Yue quietly slipped out of the cultural center, he stayed alone for a long time at the foot of Xiaohe Mountain, perhaps Liu Shao'e's death touched him more, so that he felt a little tired.

"Hey. ”

"Brother Yue,!"

Zhong Yue glanced at the caller ID on his mobile phone, frowned, and said, "What's the matter, what is the fuss?"

"What do you say? Winning Cao Gongsu's battle today, it's so exciting! Now it's all broadcast on the Internet, and when the Shanghai stock market opens on Monday, Cao's stock price may fall sharply! Beautiful! When we go back to Shanghai, let's celebrate. ”

Zhong Yue looked at the letter on the table and said, "Ah Ming, let me ask you a few questions. ”

Say. ”

"Is it an unwritten rule in the industry today that this pine ink is mixed with ink?"

Ou Yangming was stunned for a moment, "How can I know such an academic question, isn't this what you said?"

"I'm talking nonsense. ”

“……”

Ou Yangming said: "You wait, I'll call and ask the company's consultant." ”

"No, I basically already understand, this is the case. ”

"Damn, Brother Yue, are you playing with me?"

"No, what are we going to do next?"

Ou Yangming said with a smile: "Next, of course, it is the same as before, on sale? This time, it is estimated that the position of the ink giant, we have to sit firmly with a little paint, not to mention Cao Gongsu, the whole of China, who dares to call us Zhong Buqi? Huh!?"

Zhong Yue chuckled, "What about these ink factories in Huizhou?"

"Huh, Brother Yue, what did you say?"

"I said, if that's really the case, what will happen to the last batch of manufacturers of Huimo?"

Ou Yangming was silent for a moment before he asked, "Brother Yue, you won't be worried about them going bankrupt, right?"

Zhong Yue looked at the letter and sighed: "We have one more product with one paint and one less product, is there a difference?"

"Yes. Hey, Brother Yue, I said don't be a woman at this time, the mall is like a battlefield, you ...... Eh, hey, ......"

Honk...... Honk......

Zhong Yue hung up the phone and entered the penmanship system.

For the sake of Dou Mo, he hadn't come in so calmly to observe the Nine Potentials of the Gods and Men for many days. After all, calligraphy and painting are still things that he has worked tirelessly and has to pursue all his life, and it is impossible to spend too much thought because of the matter of fighting ink.

Tai Chi Circle Diagram, this is the third level of evolutionary mentality of the Nine Potentials of God and Man.

"Seeing myself, seeing heaven and earth, and seeing sentient beings, then what layer am I counting now?" Zhong Yue asked himself, maybe he hadn't even completed the first layer.

He put aside these worries and quietly observed the Tai Chi circle diagram. Before that, he first evolved the previous layers of artistic conception with ink rhyme. This is the only way for Zhong Yue to use ink rhyme within this small system after the evolution of the Nine Potentials of God and Man. He can also manipulate the ink rhyme and move as he pleases, just like those people in the Han Mo Realm during the Great Qian.

Nine potentials, eight methods of Yongzi, eight methods of painting bones, these have been reviewed one by one, in fact, these layers of realms are all in the same lineage, the same ancestry, but Zhong Yue in the process of slowly groping, has a deeper understanding and perception, in the end, or the most simple words - penmanship is not easy through the ages.

After Zhong Yue observed the Nine Potentials of the Gods, he went to the streets of Guyangzhou again to look for the Jinnong chat room.

"Zhong Xiaoyou hasn't been here for a while. ”

"Mr. Dongxin, I have a question for you. ”

"Come, sit down. ”

Zhong Yue stood aside, "No, I'll just stand." ”

"Okay, you ask. ”

"I have a friend ......"

Jin Nong leaned against the doorrail, listening to Zhong Yue tell the story of Doumo in one hundred and fifty ten.

"So, because it is an unwritten rule in the industry that pine smoke ink is mixed with oil smoke, is it wrong for me to do this, no, he does it?"

Jin Nong said with a smile: "Zhong Yue, if you talk about right and wrong, you are right, but have you ever thought that you can do better? ”

"Then what do you think of me, no, he ......" Zhong Yue smiled, "What do you think I should do?"

Jin Nong smiled: "What you do, the decision is up to you." As for what is better, how do I know? Go, you already have your own world, so why should you turn to people for everything?"

Zhong Yue fell into deep thought.

For the entire Huimo industry, this time the ink is not a spring breeze to warm up, it is likely to be a winter wind and snow. Zhong Yue is not a pure businessman, but he is not an excellent, so how to weigh the gains and losses is a problem he needs to think about.

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The sixteenth day of the first month

Three o'clock in the morning.

Ou Yangming touched the mobile phone on the bedside in a daze. Picked up the phone in a half-asleep and half-awakened, "Hey......"

"Amin, I've decided. ”

"Brother Yue, let me go, what time is it?"

"Tomorrow, no, just post today, the formula and all the techniques of the 'Zhong Buqi' pine ink will be made public!"

"Crazy?"

"It's not crazy, it's decided!"