Zhong Yue's Weibo, the name is very simple.

The bell is not a device.

This text given to him by Wen Zhengming is also very good to use.

In fact, Zhong Yue has been operating this Weibo account for a long time. Among them, there are many interpretations and demonstrations of Jinnong's lacquer books, which are all efforts by Zhong Yue to pass on calligraphy. However, no one cared about it before, and after the turmoil of the scolding war on Weibo, Zhong Yue found that under his post, there were gradually more fan comments.

Of course, there are supporters and sprays. In this era when people turn on the lights and people think you are wasting electricity, it is almost impossible to have no trolls on the Internet. Zhong Yue laughed, and in response to You Ming's contempt, Zhong Yue also published two Weibo posts about Gongbi landscapes.

Briefly talked about the difference between heavy color and light color of ink and water.

Chinese painting first has color, and then there is ink. In the color, there is heavy color first, and then there is light color. Wang Ximeng's painting skills focus on heavy color, which Zhong Yue believes that You Ming is pretending to be confused and deliberately picking bones in the egg.

With such popular science content, some fans of You Ming actually came to spray, saying that Zhong Yue was amorous and teasing, which really made him cry and laugh. Of course, normal and rational netizens still account for the majority, and they all help Zhong Yue to criticize those trouble-making black fans.

Zhong Yue doesn't care very much, he doesn't care about his reputation anyway, for him, this is just a little spice of life, if he takes it too seriously, it is a mediocrity.

Letting go of the virtual world, Zhong Yue entered another virtual world. Originally, Zhong Yue planned to take out the materials to refine ink, but he unexpectedly found that it was also possible to refine ink in the system, which was convenient and would not make the room full of black smoke, which was quite humane.

After tinkering for most of the day, Zhong Yue was so tired that he was sweating, and finally made a few ink ingots.

Now he can only dry ten ink ingots every day, so it will take a lot of time to use up these seven catties of materials.

The ink ingots of 500 catties of oil are simple and unpretentious, and there is no sign on it, not even gold lacquer characters.

Good stuff that doesn't need any embellishment. Zhong Yue put the prepared ink in a brocade box, and planned to give Li Deming two ingots when he went to the county in two days.

Life in the mountains is relaxed, Zhong Yue cooks every day, practices calligraphy, and now can go up the mountain to sketch and paint, life is naturally leisurely.

He stretched, poured the brewed tea into the porcelain cup, and took a sip.

After a month at home, people have become lazy, but the finals of the City University Grand Prix are about to be held. He has nothing to prepare, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and the four treasures of the study are all ready-made, as for the book, just play on the spot, and don't prepare anything.

He clicked on Weibo to see how many fans he had gained today, but when he clicked on Weibo, he suddenly saw that there were thousands of more comments under his Weibo.

What's the situation?

Lao Tzu has become an Internet celebrity?

However, when Zhong Yue clicked on the comment, he smiled contemptuously.

It's all the scolding of some water army, it seems that he stepped on the pain point of some people, and invited the water army to hack him.

There are so many interesting things in the world, but some boring people are mediocre and do some boring and disgusting. If it was Zhong Yue's character before, he might still provoke Master Mingyou, but now that the way of calligraphy and painting has been gone for a long time, and his temperament has been honed well, why should he be angry for this kind of rotten thing?

Zhong Yue didn't care, but some people didn't think so.

Chen Pingping's summer vacation has entered the countdown. However, there was not much time left, and poor Chen Pingping was dragged out by the witch and squeezed labor.

"Oh, didn't Uncle Gu say, let sister, don't have anything to do with Zhong Yue. ”

Gu Qin pulled Chen Pingping's ears, like an old mother with a good godson, and sneered: "The little guy knows a lot." ”

"Eh, eh, sister, it hurts, I was wrong. I overheard. ”

Gu Qin let go of the little fat man's ears, and thought that he still had something to do, so he said, "Work! I'm ready to take you to a big dinner in the evening." ”

"Eh, sister, that's what you command. Pingping is here to help. ”

I don't know which cartoon Chen Pingping learned the cliché gentlemanly etiquette, which instantly amused Gu Qin.

"Okay, hurry up and stuff this black material of You Ming directly into his Weibo for me. ”

Chen Pingping looked at the pile of documents on the table, with a bitter expression, "Pingping can't do it~~"

"Why?"

"The blasting paste bar can be disassembled with a program, but the Weibo source program, it is still difficult to directly enter the user's personal page, and this is also a crime, sister, don't be embarrassed Pingping. ”

Gu Qin sighed, "Then hire a navy and expose all this black material to me!"

"Sister, slander is legally responsible. Chen Pingping, who was educated by her beautiful father, knew how to protect her rights and interests at a young age.

Gu Qin looked indifferent, "Slander? These are all facts! We are breaking the news! Do you understand the revelation!"

Regardless of whether he understands the revelation or not, Chen Pingping's brain is frantically clicking, otherwise his eardrums will be blasted first.

"Good sister, it costs a lot of money to hire a sailor. ”

Gu Qin frowned, "How much can you spend?"

"I don't know about that. ”

"Pick the most expensive one, it's not bad money! I'm going to bomb this You Ming's Weibo!"

"Uh...... Okay. Chen Pingping felt Gu Qin's anger, and couldn't understand why Sister Gu would care so much for such a useless person.

……

……

Noon.

It's hot.

The fat aunt in the small shop brought a large pot of freshly made cold noodles, saving Zhong Yue from cooking again. Standing in the courtyard, she praised Zhong Yue's Yashe a big basket, kept rubbing her apron with her hands, and kept saying that the house was beautifully decorated, and she kept tinkering with the decoration of Zhong Yue's house in the future, when her youngest son got married in the city, she would also decorate Zhong Yue's house.

In this regard, Zhong Yue welcomed.

After eating to his heart's content, Zhong Yue lay down on the bamboo couch to rest. If he wants to say what he is most satisfied with the design of the house, it must be this bamboo couch.

It was about half an hour before he was woken up by the ringing of the doorbell. Nap is always in light sleep, and if it is late at night, the doorbell will not wake him up. The house has a courtyard, and when people arrive at the bedroom in the backyard, they often can't hear the knock on the door before, and before the decoration, if they want to knock on the door of the Zhong family, the villagers often shout at the top of their voices. But not many people came back and knocked on the door of the bell house.

Zhong Yue opened the door and was a little surprised to see a strong and a thin standing outside the door.

He'd seen both.

Huang Mikasa.

Flower head carving.

"Is there something wrong with the third master?"

Huang Mikasa leaned on crutches, "Ah Diao, you stand outside the door." Where you are a literati, you are too angry. ”

Zhong Yue's eyelids jumped, as if you were not angry.

"Don't worry, let's go into the house and sit down. ”

Zhong Yue estimated that he didn't come to the door to make enemies, so he was not restrained.

"What's the matter with you two here?" he asked again.

Huang Sanli took the scroll from the hand of the flower head carver and spread it out on the stone table in the courtyard.

The silk book has been framed, and it seems that the backing paper is also made of high-grade fabric, and the painting scroll is also very beautiful.

"You drew this?"

Zhong Yue glanced at it, "En." ”

"The old decay is only happy to write the landscape. Nowadays, it is too rare to paint green landscapes well, and some of them are shameless to come to Zhou Yatou, so it's not surprising. ”

Mind?

It's a strange thing.