Zhong Yue sat in the library and looked at it for two hours. He rubbed Jingming's acupuncture point, held the book on the table, picked up his cell phone, logged into the school post bar and looked boredly.

Young people's ability to accept technology products is undoubtedly extremely fast. In just over a dozen days, Zhong Yue has been able to skillfully use various operations of smartphones.

There are undoubtedly all kinds of complaints in the post bar. The post bar number registered by Zhong Yue is also very low-key - Shangu Bookmaker.

Here are seniors who are seniors who are selling pots and pans for graduation, and there are posts that complain about the bad food in the school cafeteria. Anyway, there are many different things.

Suddenly a post caught Zhong Yue's attention.

"The public classroom of the Calligraphy Club is open to the public. Students who have a hobby of calligraphy can go to Classroom 407 on the fourth floor of the public teaching building."

Zhong Yue's eyes lit up. Since there was no suitable place to practice calligraphy, he had all his pens and inks at Zhang Laifu's home. Now he has such a good venue, which is an excellent measure.

Although Zhong Yue has reached perfection in the brushwork of lacquer books, perfection and creation are another matter.

Jinnong cannot guarantee that every work is satisfactory to him, and this is the difference between creation and practice.

Zhong Yue’s advantage is that he can turn on the system holographic projection to better grasp the essence of Jin Nong’s calligraphy. However, he cannot be confined to several Jin Nong’s works for the rest of his life. In that way, he will always be a bookmaker, not a calligraphy and painting artist.

The real creation is a masterpiece based on the great brushwork of the lacquer book itself and combined with its own artistic thinking.

He put together the book, stood up and left.

The woman sitting opposite looked at her leaving back with a suspicious look, then looked down at the book, but Zhong Yue didn't see it. The book in the woman's hand was another book by Nan Huaijin - "He Said".

Zhong Yue left the library and walked around to the public teaching building on the east side. The get out of class happened to be over. Many people took their books downstairs.

Zhong Yue walked up to the fourth floor against the crowd. A fan-shaped sign was hung at the door of Classroom 407, and Zhong Yue looked inside.

The long fir tables were covered with felt, and there were pens, ink, paper and inkstones on them. However, except for a few people, there was no popularity at all.

There is no way, China's national treasures and thousands of years of inheritance have fallen to this day in the palace of universities.

Perhaps the times are progressing, and pens, fountain pens, ballpoint pens, and even these pens will die in the future and be replaced by electronic devices. However, art will always be irreplaceable by these machines. Perhaps the words typed on the keyboard are convenient and concise, but they are always stiff and uneven, and can never be called calligraphy!

When Zhong Yue walked into the classroom, an old man next to him raised his head, looked at him with a smile, and then lowered his head to create a copy.

"Hello, can the paper here be used casually?"

"Hello, classmate, you can use it, but it's best not to waste it. After all, this is purchased by calligraphy club funds."

Zhong Yue opened a knife of rice paper, pulled out a four-foot piece of Xuanxuan, turned the borrowed "The Analects of Confucius" to the section I read, and began to copy it improvisably.

To be honest, this stroke is very time-honey. It should be a rough industrial sheep hair brush, and a few hairs will fall off as soon as it is scraped. After the brushwork is perfect, when Zhong Yue lifts up the brush, he is in his heart.

...

Confucius said: Governing with virtue is like the North Chen, where the stars share it.

"Common" means "gong". These sentences seem to be very easy to understand on the surface. Confucius proposed that the most important thing in governing is "morality". Speaking of this, we should note that in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the two words "morality" were rarely used together. At that time, Tao was Tao and virtue was virtue. After the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, these two words were connected together and turned into a noun as "morality". Until now, young people regard morality as an announcing noun when they mention morality. This is the evolution of cultural thought.

...

Master Nan Huaijin is a scholar and a master of Chinese studies, but the narrative texts are all very plain languages. Unlike literature like Ji Xianlin, masters of Chinese studies can make the text more readable and literary.

However, literature is often abstract. Green trees are lush, and people with culture may understand what they mean at a glance, but for literary novices, it is not as straightforward and picturesque as lush green trees.

After Zhong Yue entered the state, he often became more and more sophisticated in his pen, and he was dry until the ink was gone, otherwise he would never get stuck in the ink.

Several students from the Calligraphy Club met Zhong Yue who was silently creating, and they all came to visit. More so, they just wanted to see how much this beginner can weigh and gain a sense of superiority in their hearts.

"What kind of style does this person write? Is it true? It's so ugly that I don't use a copybook, so I just found this book to create it?"

"The most obvious thing about Lishu is the silkworm head and swallow tail, which is not like Lishu."

"It's really ugly to write this regular script like this. Do we want to help him? You see, he is not using the center tip when using the pen. Didn't Teacher Luo say that he actually uses the side tip when using the center tip when using the pen!"

The male classmate standing aside finally walked over and smiled and said, "Hello, this classmate."

Zhong Yue stopped writing and smiled and said, "Hello."

"I am Wei Kai, the president of the Calligraphy Club, and I am a major in logistics at the junior high school. I'm sorry, I've disturbed your creation."

Zhong Yue put down his pen and smiled and said, "Hello, senior, my name is Zhong Yue. I am a freshman electrical major."

"It can be seen that Junior Zhong loves calligraphy very much, but he still doesn't master some basic principles of calligraphy very well. Let me give you a demonstration?"

Zhong Yue gave in, "Okay, senior, please."

Wei Kai walked to Zhong Yue and picked up the pen, "I think you want to write the font of the official script. First of all, the starting point is wrong." He drew a circle on Zhong Yue's paper with a brush on the starting point.

"The beginning of the official script is the horizontal strokes, and there are two types of horizontal strokes: flat strokes and wave strokes. Flat strokes are straight horizontal strokes. When you first write flat strokes, you should write them straight as water. The writing method is to hide the tip and turn the strokes in the center. I just saw your brushstrokes, and they always use the side strokes to write. This is wrong, do you understand?

When you turn back the tip and finish the pen, when you draw a lot of flat strokes in a character, you should avoid the similarity of thickness and bending, and strive to seek changes in harmony. However, your gestures have too few changes.

As for wave painting, it is a horizontal stroke of twists and turns, also called "silks and swallow tail" painting. It is the most distinctive stroke in official script. Most of them are the main strokes of the characters, and wave paintings should be written vividly and dynamically.

The writing method is to put the pen and hide the tip of the pen and sink slightly to the lower left, then turn the tip and walk right. When you are about to finish the pen, the tip of the pen will pause and lift the tip to the upper right. The shape you write is flat and the lower curve. The key point is to lift it up, press it down, and throw it out."

Wei Kai put down his pen and smiled and said, "Didn't you understand it very well? It doesn't matter, beginners are like this. Today I will teach you this horizontal stroke. You can practice it well. If you really can't learn it, you can work with these classmates and follow Teacher Luo behind and start from the most basic learning."

"Thank you for your advice." Zhong Yue didn't say a word in the middle. He could see that Wei Kai was very attentive to teach students in the club to learn calligraphy, although he might also have a hobby and did not know much about the lacquer books he wrote.

"My younger brother is very handsome, and his handwriting is not as handsome as anyone else." The girl who was a little fat on the side laughed.

Zhong Yue smiled faintly and said, "Senior sister thinks my handwriting is ugly."

"No, how could it be?"

"Okay, everyone who has classes in the third section should go to class. If you still want to practice calligraphy here, you can communicate with each other."

"Who wrote this word?" A hoarse voice suddenly came from behind the students gathered beside Zhong Yue.

When Wei Kai saw that it was Russell, he walked over, "Teacher Luo, this is a freshman classmate. Now the calligraphy club is open to the public. Maybe he is interested in coming here to take a look. I have taught him the basic way of using the pen."

Russell stands in Mediterranean hairstyle, the hair behind it is left to the vertebrae of the neck, a bright light flashes in his turbid eyes, pushing the classmate away, stroking Zhong Yue's work with both hands, and trembling with both hands, "You teach him how to use the pen? He is almost the same when he teaches you!"

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