Wang Tian read books in the library all morning, finished lunch at noon, and walked around the school.

During this time, his life was very easy, the learning task in the system was very simple, three books a day were taken out and used and mastered, and it was useless to go in again, especially now that he didn't have to spend money to buy classes, there was no economic pressure, but he knew that this situation was temporary, and the system would still have to spend money in the future, and now it was just a temporary use, so in reality, the thing to make money has not stopped, and the only way is of course to sell calligraphy and paintings, if not, he doesn't need to learn the words of Wang Xizhi and others, and the result is that people are scared——Half an hour ago, Song Yun sent a message saying that her grandfather invited her to eat at home, and there was no way to refuse this matter, so she simply agreed.

"Explanation has to be a headache again. ”

Wang Tian patted his head, but this is a hurdle that he will get sooner or later, thinking about it, he feels that it doesn't matter, but there is still something that must be done before this.

Wang Tian went to the bookstore that was being renovated to find Ling Lingshuang, and he had to tell her that he could still write Wang Xizhi and others.

At the beginning, Ling Lingshuang still didn't believe it, but when Wang Tian wrote a few words, she knew that a new opportunity to make a fortune had come.

Originally, she wanted to pull Wang Tian to study it well, but after hearing that Grandpa Song Yun invited her to dinner, she immediately changed her mind, and she put aside the things that were being renovated and decided to prepare well.

Song Er's status in the calligraphy and painting circle is too high, if Wang Tian can get his approval this time, his role is definitely no less than Kong Xing, and this matter must be taken seriously.

Wang Tian was a little helpless, didn't he just write a few words for the Song family to eat, but Ling Lingshuang felt that this was a big deal, and he must ask to go back to take a bath and change clothes, not to mention it, and specially chose a gift - this is a very convenient thing, Ling Lingshuang has a lot of pen, ink, paper, inkstone and the like in his hand, just pick out the good ones, and one of the results is that when Wang Tian went to Song Yun's house, he cleaned up like a dog and carried a gift in his hand.

Song Yun stood at the door, and was startled when she saw Wang Tian like this, and then felt funny, it was the first time she looked at Wang Tian like this.

"Wang Tian, is this a relative?"

Song Yun endured it for a while, but she still didn't hold back, and teased.

Wang Tian shook his head and raised the bag in his hand, he also felt a little strange, but what can be done.

"Sister Lingshuang must be brought by me. ”

"I can't help it, can I?"

"But to tell you, it's all good stuff, and you know, she has a lot of stuff in her hands. ”

Song Yun's eyes lit up when she heard this, Liu Lingshuang had a lot of good paper and ink in her hands, and she specially picked it out for Wang Tian to bring over, and she snatched it without saying a word.

Wang Tian followed Song Yun inside, the yard is not big, but it is very neatly tied, but what attracts people's attention is that the house behind the yard is very large, and after entering, I saw an old man and Tang Ling, needless to say, the old man must be Song Yun's grandfather, and immediately stepped forward to say hello, this is the "head" of today's calligraphy and painting world, and must be respectful, not to mention the relationship between Song Yun.

Song Er didn't be verbose, and directly pulled Wang Tian into the calligraphy and painting room, the pen, ink and paper had already been prepared, Wang Tian looked at this posture, this is the first to come to the door to vote, so he didn't talk much, picked up the pen and wrote.

It was quiet in the study, and you could hear a needle drop on the floor.

Wang Tian sat on the sofa, drinking tea quietly, there were three people around the desk, Song Er, Song Yun and Tang Ling, they were looking at the words they wrote, this situation appeared after they finished writing, it has been more than twenty minutes now, the most exaggerated is Song Er, he is simply looking at it word by word, as if he wants to see something.

"This ...... How long will it take?"

Wang Tian put down the cup in his hand, and Song Yun and Song Er were still reading at the desk.

"I don't know. ”

Tang Ling This is the second time she has seen the words of Wang Xizhi and others written by Wang Tian, and she is not as shocked as the first time, and there are people who are not really in the circle no matter how much she says, she didn't particularly care, and she "gave up" after studying it for a while.

"Grandpa Tai has known calligraphy and painting all his life, and he doesn't care about anything else. ”

"When you see good calligraphy and painting, it's like a mouse that has fallen into a barn, and you won't be able to get up for a while. ”

"I remember one time, I didn't know where I got an ancient painting, I didn't close my eyes for three days and three nights, and I didn't pay attention to it. ”

Wang Tian was startled, and looked at Song Er worriedly, it was better not to happen this thing, if it really happened, it would be miserable, you can't wait all the time, right? However, this thing didn't happen.

"It's incredible!"

"Wang Tian, you can master the font of four people alone, and all of them are at the level of a calligrapher himself!"

"If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe it. ”

......

After Song Er "sobered up", he kept praising him, Wang Tian couldn't interject if he wanted to be modest, he really didn't know what to say, and after a while, several of Song Er's old friends came, and the whole thing was completely "out of control", adding up to I don't know how many hundred-year-old old men were studying and arguing around the desk.

Wang Tian, Song Yun, Tang Ling, you look at me, I look at you, in the end, I don't know which one proposed, the three of them sneaked out - looking at Song Er's state, there is a chance that the matter of eating will be in the soup, plus there is nothing to talk about with the old man, so it is more practical for the three of them to simply go out to find food by themselves.

"Wang Tian, there is a calligraphy and painting competition in a while, do you want to participate?"

Song Yun put a piece of meat in her bowl, and she suddenly remembered that there was a nationwide competition some time ago, and it would be good for him if Wang Tian participated.

"Wang Tian, don't participate!"

Tang Ling shook his head before Wang Tian could answer.

Song Yun doesn't understand now, this matter is a good thing for Wang Tian, there is no problem with Wang Tian's strength to be the first, so he can quickly expand his influence across the country, what's wrong with this?

"There is no problem with Wang Tian's strength, but there are judges in the competition, and the final result will be affected by many factors. ”

Song Yun nodded, Tang Ling was not wrong at all, it was indeed like this, he thought too simply, no matter how strong Wang Tian's strength is, once he participates in the competition, it is really hard to say whether he can get a good ranking, once he participates but can't get any rankings, this matter will be troublesome, it is definitely stealing chickens and rice, not only can he not be famous, but also has great harm.