Xi Qing didn't know how he was pulled to this place, Meng Yao followed behind Xi Qing, until the two arrived at an office, a man in a suit and leather shoes politely asked the two to sit down, and brought fruits to warm up, both of them were still blind.

"You... What is this for? "Xi Qingdao.

Fu Minghan always smiled: "Let's eat a fruit first, right?" ”

Xi Qing pushed his hand: "No merit, you still want to tell me what the hell is the matter with calling me here?" ”

Fu Minghan hesitated when he was about to give Xi Qing the apple, and after retracting it, he said, "Young man, what is your surname?" ”

"Don't have your surname Xi."

"Oh, Brother Xi... That's right. You just wrote a poem on our beachfront beach, right? ”

"Yes."

"Do you think it's this poem?"

Xi Qing looked at the photo, and it was indeed his own poem: "That's right." ”

"To tell you the truth, we like this poem very much in our scenic spot, and we plan to engrave this love poem of yours next to our end of the world, which is also to add a scenery to our scenic spot. I brought you here to get your consent, and I think you can give us this poem. ”

Xi Qing understood, it turned out that the stalk was here, no wonder the other party moved the crowd: "This manager, I don't know your surname, but I want to say that I won't give you this poem." ”

Xi Qing's firmness caught Fu Minghan off guard: "For, why?" ”

Xi Qingdao: "This poem is a couple I gave to a couple in the scenic spot, and it can be regarded as a testimony of their love, I am the beauty of adults, as a testimony of their love at the end of the cape, not something to entertain tourists." ”

"However, poetry is used for fun, and the ancients wrote poems to express their feelings at that time, and it is not in conflict with us to engrave your poems on stone. Brother Xi, we will not take your poem for nothing, we can give you a certain reward. ”

Fu Minghan originally thought that it would be good to fool Xi Qing and come over to write poems, but this time he knew that it was impossible, so he changed his words.

"I'm sorry, I think it's better to forget it. It's not a question of money or not. ”

Fu Minghan said: "But think about it, if their love can have a memory next to the end of the world and be witnessed by the world, wouldn't it be a good thing?" ”

Fu Minghan seemed to see Xi Qing's literati temperament, and it was difficult to communicate, so he turned to Meng Yao: "This little girl, you can also discuss it with your brother." Do you think that there is a poem left next to the end of the earth and can leave a memory of eternal love? When you come back to this place after a few years, looking at this touching moment, looking at this poem written for a young couple, isn't it a beautiful memory? ”

Meng Yao was a little excited by what the manager said.

I don't know how many years later, and it will be a bit difficult for me and my big brother to come to the island together again.

Maybe a few years, maybe a dozen years? Maybe there won't be any more.

"Big brother, I think you should think about this."

"Yes, you see that your sister has agreed, you are a big brother, shouldn't you satisfy her?"

"Big brother, engrave the poem, it is also a testimony of the love of the world here, I think you have contributed to mankind." Meng Yao continued to say seriously.

The latter saw Meng Yao's expectant eyes and said, "Meng Yao, I can promise to engrave this poem, but you also have to promise me that you will not be angry with your parents after you go back, and you must listen to them." ”

In fact, in the past few days of contact, Meng Yao had already known her mistake, and she nodded: "Big brother, I promise you that I will never be angry with my parents again." Listen to parents. ”

"Well, then I can agree to have this poem engraved in stone." Xi Qing said to Fu Minghan.

"That's right, we'll compensate you somewhat. Let's talk about how much to buy out your poem. ”

"Nope." Xi Qing waved his hand to interrupt Fu Minghan's words: "I don't need your compensation, and I won't sell this poem." ”

"Ah...," Fu Minghan was stunned, "That...?" ”

"I have only one request, and if you can't meet it, then I will never agree to you carving it."

Fu Minghan asked, "What requirements?" ”

"My request is that this poem be engraved, and that it must be signed in my name, and that you cannot use it for other consumption. Only inscriptions on one stone are permitted, and no reproduction of any kind is permitted. Moreover, this inscription must be carried out by me, and all the copyrights of this poem are still in my hands. ”

Fu Minghan didn't expect Xi Qing to attach so much importance to intellectual copyright, no wonder, Xi Qing wrote novels, he knew that the other party took a fancy to his poem and had their long-term plans.

Fu Minghan hesitated, but still nodded: "Yes, we only inscribe this poem on a stone." I also agree that you will write it. ”

Xi Qing looked at Meng Yao at this time and found that little Lori had an iridescent smile on her face.

As long as she can know how to be filial to her parents and not be angry with her parents, what's wrong with carving a poem by herself!

……

signed an agreement to guarantee that the poem was his intellectual copyright. Coming to the end of the world next to the stone, Xi Qing asked the staff of the scenic spot to help him find the tools needed to carve the stone, the stone carving is different from the wood carving, relatively speaking, because the stone is more complicated, the substantive texture is hard, in the selection of materials, in the cutting of materials, pay more attention to (I will talk about the stone carving in the future). Usually the stone cutting method is the combination of air gun machine eye or artificial cannon collapse, generally, only with the strength of the hand can not carve out the traces of the stone, the above practice is to open a certain specification and model of the material, but the specific stone carving, the tool is the bottom of these.

The workers in the scenic spot brought a steel wedge, which was used to make a wedge nest, a hammer, a stove, a fire hook, a cover fire, a bucket, a dipping basin, a steel crowbar, a wooden bar, a big rope, a flower hammer, a hand hammer, various types of chisels, brooms, hata, mills, pressure axes, polishing machines, motors, etc., there are all kinds of things, but Xi Qing just picked up the ruler and the line pendant inside, he wants to engrave, he only needs to ensure that the line of the handwriting is flat and the size of the distance, and the others, Xi Qing already has a pattern in his mind.

When Xi Qing was carving words on the stone with a carving knife, he once again amazed Fu Minghan.

This boy, this boy actually has a knife in his bare hand, and sharpens the stone like clay?

He didn't even use any other equipment.

Is this a demon?

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