Young people basically don’t read newspapers.

But last night's front page headlines really caused a big sensation in Huizhou's calligraphy world.

The title is full of gimmicks, mainly because of the identity of Zhong Yao's descendants and the emergence of Ling Fei Jing. The two are linked together and have a subtle relationship.

The calligraphy world emphasizes inheritance and order. In modern times, it has been divided into sects, including Wu Changshuo and the "Wu School"; Kang Youwei and the "Kang School"; Zheng Xiaoxu and the "Zheng School"; Li Ruiqing and the "Li School"; Yu Youren and the "Yu School", etc. These calligraphy systems that extend with calligraphy masters as the core are still somewhat powerful today.

For example, today's top masters in China have a relationship of masters. Disciples and disciples are all symbols of identity. However, when it comes to Zhong Yao, for calligraphers, it is like going to the kitchen to worship the Kitchen God. No matter which school it is, they are recognized as the founder of calligraphy.

The key is that Zhong Yue’s hand spirit flying scripture is too mysterious and has surpassed the reproduction and approached the original trace.

Small regular script cannot represent the entire calligraphy attainment, but there are only a handful of people who can truly write small regular script at such a level. Zhong Yue’s nine powers of gods and humans are naturally a brushwork that others cannot touch.

Zhong Yue was first woken up by the vibration of his mobile phone, and then there was a doorbell sound.

He was a little unhappy. Who disturbed people's dreams early in the morning?

The few missed calls displayed on the phone are all from Huang Mingchuan.

Zhong Yue hung up the phone, and when he walked outside the house, the door ringtone disappeared again. He thought, maybe some naughty guy was messing around early in the morning.

Most of the drowsy consciousness woke up. He washed up briefly, sat silently in the living room, waiting for the poached eggs on the stove.

This time, the doorbell rang again.

He turned off the fire of the cassette stove and walked over to open the door.

He was a little surprised.

Two women.

"Mr. Liu?"

Liu Shao'e, wearing a plain Chinese cardigan, revealed the intellectual and classical talented woman's taste, "I've disturbed you so early."

Such a cultural person was flattered by Zhong Yue, "Where are you, please sit in the room."

"I'm old and the old man got up early. He came over to ring the doorbell twenty minutes ago. There was no response. Xiaomin and I were wandering around the nearby mountains. If you don't get up again, we will return without success."

Zhong Yue smiled slightly and brought two cups of tea, "I slept too hard, and there were usually no guests at home, so I thought it was a child who was making fun of the summer vacation and was playing."

Liu Shao'e turned her head and looked, "Your layout is quite comfortable. No wonder you can write so beautiful little calligraphy that is so unstainable."

"You've been awarded, this one is..."

The middle-aged woman reached out to hold her hand and shook it with Zhong Yue, "My name is Kang Min, and she is the president of East China Academy of Fine Arts."

"Hello, Principal Kang."

Liu Shao'e said: "A few days ago, Xiaomin and I were still talking about you. Unexpectedly, last night, you exploded another thunder in the ground, which caused a sensation in the entire Huizhou calligraphy world."

"Shame."

Liu Shao'e said: "I used to know that your lacquer calligraphy is so unique, but I didn't expect that there is such a small regular script hidden in it, which is like the small regular script of Wen Zhengming. However, the style of the brushwork is also above the text. It seems that your lacquer calligraphy is so transcendent and has its origin."

Many people want to be unique when learning calligraphy. Some start with Wei steles and some start with running cursive scripts, but in the end they all failed, and they started with Tang Kai and Han Li step by step. Why? If you don’t learn how to walk, you will only fall even worse. When Zhong Yue revealed this hand-made lacquer script, Liu Shao'e felt that Zhong Yue had a solid foundation. Now she has found the source in this Lingfei Sutra. However, everyone may have never dreamed of this culture. Zhong Yue learned Jinnong lacquer script first and small regular script later.

"It's just Zhong Yue, I came here this time to tell you something."

"You said." For such a scholar who has nothing to do with utilitarianism, Zhong Yue felt that he was respectful and noble, and was fully reflected in Liu Shao'e. Only such a person deserves respect.

Liu Shao'e said with some concern: "Can you read the wounded Zhongyong?"

"You mean...worry about me swelling?"

Kang Min, who was standing aside, smiled but said nothing, expanding the Internet hot word. Perhaps Liu Shao'e didn't understand its meaning very well, so she explained a few words in a low voice.

Liu Shao'e regained her expression and said, "I have seen too many calligraphy geniuses who have become famous for many years. Some of them are famous masters and disciples, and they are closed disciples. After becoming famous in one fell swoop, they are drunk and fame, and do not do their jobs. In the end, the calligraphy is abandoned and lost to everyone, and they regard their teacher's words as the wind in their ears. If you don't have a famous teacher, I'm worried that you will take a detour, so when you see the newspaper, you will come over immediately, hoping that you can understand what I mean."

"I understand, but I don't even know who made this newspaper headline, let alone I don't have the same face as I can show off my own achievements."

Liu Shao'e and Kang Min raised their eyebrows, their faces slightly surprised, but they soon regained their expressions. Indeed, judging from Zhong Yue's previous behavior, it was impossible to see the complacent feeling of success in their youth, but some were modest.

"It's best if you can keep this mentality. I'm here this time, and there's another thing."

"You talk."

Kang Min smiled and said, "Let me talk about it. Zhong Yue, the art department of Hui University has been assigned to the Academy of Fine Arts, so you cannot get the influence of art at Hui University. My aunt and I discussed it. As the president of East China Academy of Fine Arts, I want you to go to East China Academy of Fine Arts to receive a systematic calligraphy education system. You should know that there is an essential difference between writing good calligraphy and becoming a calligrapher."

Zhong Yue understood this very early. This is also the reason why he wanted to transfer to the Chinese department.

There is an essential difference between a bookmaker and a calligrapher.

"The resources of the East China Academy of Fine Arts are much better than those of Huida."

"This...I'll think about it."

Kang Min smiled and said, "It is difficult for college students to find a job after graduation. If you come to East China, I can tell you very responsibly that you can stay in school as a researcher after graduation. My aunt means to train you as a master. Nowadays, the calligraphy world is very serious. Even some national-level masters and disciples are of varying quality, so you will have better resources when you come to East China."

"I'd like to ask, where is East China?"

According to geographical location, East China seems to be Huizhou also belongs to East China.

Liu Shao'e smiled. This kind of straightforward nature is better than pretending to know if you don't know.

“In Songhu.”

"Songhu..."

"What's wrong?"

Zhong Yue murmured: "I heard that the prices in Songhu are high."

“…”

"At your level, it is easiest to get a scholarship. According to your family background, you can apply for a national scholarship for you. At that time, not only will you not spend money, but you will feel that studying is making money."

After hearing Kang Min's words, Zhong Yue said, "That's OK."

"I will handle the academic record for you."

"Then I'll trouble Principal Kang." To be honest, this is a very good opportunity for Zhong Yue.

Suddenly, Wang Dashan's shout came from outside the house. Liu Shao'e smiled and stood up and said, "It seems that you are busy with this situation, so I won't stay anymore. Let's leave first."

"Then I'll send you two."

Zhong Yue saw a person standing vaguely beside Wang Dashan.

Xiaohe Mountain became lively for a while...
Chapter completed!