The flowers bloom, the peach blossoms in the small lotus mountain are gone, the green leaves are withdrawn, and the quiet mountain life makes time pass quickly.

In the past ten days, Zhong Yue either practiced calligraphy at home, or went to Uncle Zhang's house to learn how to make pens. Such a leisurely and fulfilling day seemed to make his mood calm for a long time.

Even whenever he lifted the pen, he forgot the passage of time. Calligraphy can cultivate sentiment, this is really not nonsense, and it is no wonder that my father was able to nest in this ravine, relying on the peach forest in front of the courtyard, even if he doesn't make much money every year, he can still be comfortable.

Zhong Yue's lacquer calligraphy attainments have improved by leaps and bounds, in addition to the blessing of the system, of course, it is also due to the foundation of calligraphy in six or seven years when he was a child and the current six or seven hours of high-intensity copying. However, when the proficiency reached 90 percent, it stagnated, and even if he watched Jin Nong write every day and spent hours copying by himself, he did not increase his proficiency. Now look at the words written by Zhong Yue, and the words from ten days ago, it is judged to be the work of the two.

"Master, why do you feel stagnant in the last few days?"

This time, Jin Nong sat in front of the bookstall and did not start writing, but said with a smile: "The old penmanship has been taught to you, and as for the consummation, only your own perception and attainments are missing." Brushwork does not represent the whole of calligraphy, just like a work, the author's skills are important, but the mood and inspiration at the time of creation are what make it unique. There are no two works in the world that are exactly the same, so you can realize it yourself. ”

Gu Yangzhou's background gradually faded, and he and Jin Nong stood on a sea cliff.

"If the master's lacquer calligraphy proficiency reaches 90 percent, will you start the refinement task?"

Zhong Yue was stunned, it turned out that he had reached a bottleneck.

"On. ”

Three scrolls appear next to Kinnon, looking like the in-game taskbar.

The first task, or the same as previously released, to make a primary brush, these ten days, Zhong Yue is also trying to learn the skills of making a pen, but this thing is completely practice makes perfect, according to Zhang Laifu's words, there is no three or five years, can not make a good pen at all.

Zhong Yue could only pin his hopes on the two tasks below.

"Sell a piece of work worth three thousand dollars. Reward five percentage points for lacquer book proficiency. ”

Three thousand!

Crazy?

Zhong Yue was taken aback, just his work, he still wants to sell three thousand, this is simply a pipe dream, three hundred is still a problem.

"Create a work that is recognized by the Golden Farmer, and reward five percent of proficiency. ”

Golden Farmer Recognition...... This...... Isn't this Lu Ban making a big axe in front of the door and selling counterfeit banknotes in front of the bank.

"Zhong Xiaoyou, remember the words of the old man, good works, mood, inspiration, and skills are indispensable. ”

Zhong Yue nodded, feeling a hint of comfort in his heart, "Thank you Master for your advice." ”

He quit the penmanship system and looked at the calendar on the wall, the city's cultural center was about to open, and he had to go to the city, maybe a long experience would help his mood and inspiration.

He put paper, pen and ink into his school bag, took the few hundred yuan left in the family, and went to the back mountain to incense his father, and prepared to go to the city.

"Yo, Xiao Yue has finally figured it out? are you going to go back to school?" Zhong Yue was stopped by the fat aunt when he passed by the shop, "That's right, don't be idle all day long, fooling around with Zhang Laifu, he is already seventy or eighty, you are so young, when you graduate from college, you can find a good job in the city, and you can get ahead in the future, right?"

"Fat aunt, I'm temporarily on absence. ”

The fat aunt who swallowed melon seeds was stunned for a moment, and spit out the melon seed shell on her mouth, "Suspended from school? What kind of trouble is this? Okay, what is the suspension of study?"

"I practice calligraphy at home. ”

The fat aunt frowned, "Oh, what are you daydreaming about, look at your grandfather, your father, this life has been nested in the ravines and ravines, and there is no interest at all, you will follow their old path now, this is not self-destruction, listen to the fat aunt, hurry back to school!"

Zhong Yue smiled, carried his bag on one shoulder, and left without looking back, preparing to take a bus to the county and rush to the city.

Three years, he wants to use these three years to realize his dream, and if he has the opportunity in the future, it will not be too late to return to school. The ridicule he received will be put to an end by himself.

Who says you can't have a calligrapher in a ravine?

Get on a bus in the county and head to the city. Along the way, in addition to dozing off halfway, Zhong Yue stared out the window, a year ago, it was also this journey, and he also carried a large bag and embarked on the road of studying. However, nowadays, living at home, there is nothing else to seek but to practice calligraphy, but it is a different state of mind.

At the beginning, looking at the cityscape of high-rise buildings, it was like an ignorant teenager, but now he has pursuits and goals, and then looks at these prosperity, it seems that they are all in the past. Flowers have a reblooming day, and no one is young. How many years of time can he squander?

"When I arrived at the station, I packed my luggage and got off!"

Everyone on the bus packed their luggage and prepared to get off the bus.

"Little brother, are you also coming to the city to work?"

Zhong Yue smiled, "Come to the opening ceremony of the Cultural Center." ”

Several passengers on the side cast surprised glances, "The opening ceremony of this cultural center invites celebrities, how can you be qualified at a young age?"

Zhong Yue smiled and didn't say anything.

Seeing that Zhong Yue stopped talking, these people in the car smiled contemptuously, let you brag, now you have nothing to say.

"Zhong Yue, here!"

As soon as Zhong Yue got out of the car, he saw Gu Qin wearing a light blue long-sleeved shirt waving at him.

"I've waited so long to arrive, isn't it talking about the car at nine o'clock this morning? It's ten o'clock, and the cultural center is about to open in an hour. ”

A group of passengers who were still carrying large bags and small bags suddenly looked over in astonishment, staring at Zhong Yue speechless.

Gu Qin, who didn't know what was going on, saw everyone's stunned faces, stood behind Zhong Yue, and said softly, "What did I say wrong?"

"It's nothing, let's go, or you'll be late. ”

Gu Qin pulled Zhong Yue and walked out of the station step by step, "What's wrong with those people, why are you looking at me like this?"

"Maybe it's because you're so pretty. ”

Gu Qin blushed slightly and tilted his head, "Liar, it's definitely not like this." ”

"Yesterday you said on the phone, what's going on with that Wei Bei donation?"

"This is also what Mr. Huang told me, he has been too busy lately to get out of the way, saying that he wants you to open a bank account, and then tell the account number to the Municipal Bureau of Culture, and the money will be transferred to your account, how much is the specific amount, Mr. Huang didn't say, I didn't ask. ”

"Okay, then I'll go get a bank card first. ”

Gu Qin stopped a taxi, "There is one near the cultural center, you can do it by the way, by the way, buy some four treasures of the study by the way." ”

"What's wrong?"

"Today's opening of the Cultural Center, many students from the Academy of Fine Arts have come to participate in the on-site calligraphy and painting competition, which is also a lively picture, and there are so many masters who come to cut the ribbon, you can also point and point. ”

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, "With such a level, how can I compare with the students of the Academy of Fine Arts, and I will not be ugly." ”

Gu Qin said with some pity: "Okay, I originally wanted a lottery head, and there was a prize of three thousand yuan, since you don't want to participate, forget it." ”

"Wait, how many?"

"Three thousand. It is said that it is a bursary, otherwise there would not be so many students from the Academy of Fine Arts. ”

Zhong Yue's eyes lit up, "Then I'll participate!"

"......" Gu Qin looked at Zhong Yue's dazzling eyes and pursed his lips, "You are a money fan!"