The graduation defense in the afternoon went smoothly. Qin Yu chose the topic of the defense: the development of regional culture from the perspective of ancient customs and folk customs.
This topic was Qin Yu's research direction that he had determined before he obtained the Zhuge Neijing. It was quite easy to answer questions from his instructors.
After the defense, there are only two steps left for graduation. One is for the whole class to take a graduation photo, and the other is to wait for the dean to hold a bachelor's degree conferring ceremony in person. As long as these two steps are passed, graduation is complete.
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The degree awarding ceremony will be held in the afternoon. In the department's auditorium, when Qin Yu and his brothers walked into the auditorium wearing their bachelor's uniforms, they were stunned.
Looking around, there are rows of students wearing bachelor's uniforms, and they are bustling with people. At this moment, these students' faces are filled with excitement and anxiety. The excitement is because they will get the bachelor's certificate soon, and the anxiety is because they will get the bachelor's certificate.
It means that college time is truly over, and it also means that more than ten years of study career has begun to come to an end.
Except for a few students who want to continue their studies, most of them will be completely out of school after four years of college. After entering the society, how many of them will have the opportunity to come into contact with textbooks again.
Many students may have been fantasizing about the arrival of such a day, but when this day actually comes, they will definitely have mixed feelings in their hearts. Even Qin Yu feels a little disappointed at the moment.
Looking at the red banners hanging in the auditorium, "The alma mater has placed great trust in us and lives up to the mission of the times." "Reading is to cultivate righteousness, and learning is not to forget the country's worries." When these impassioned couplets fell into the hands of many students
In his eyes, I am afraid it can arouse even more attachment to his alma mater.
"Sister Hong and the others are over there, and so are the classmates from our class. Come over."
Qin Yu followed the fourth child's hand and sure enough, on the right in front, the four sisters in Sister Hong's dormitory were standing in a corner, talking about something. If it weren't for the fourth child's finger, Qin Yu wouldn't have been able to tell.
Bachelor's degree uniforms are very loose-fitting. After wearing them, nine out of ten people look the same from the back. To be honest, the bachelor's degree uniforms don't look very good when worn, but the symbolic meaning of the bachelor's degree uniforms made many students present feel emotional.
He was very excited. Qin Yu could feel that Meng Yao, who had always been quiet, had a somewhat excited expression on his face.
"Everyone is here. The degree awarding ceremony is about to begin, but before that we have to leave a message on the wall on behalf of our class."
When class monitor Liu Xiaoqi saw that people were almost here, he clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention and said: "There is a thin wall there. Every class will leave a message on it. Our class should also think of a slogan."
"Philosophy is like the overflowing clouds of camphor, learning is like the endless stream of moistening water, the scattered youth has no return, and the seventy thousand hardships are in the laughter. Philosophy 014 I love you because I have no choice."
"Dental Hospital: Good teeth, good people, and better graduates!"
"Vehicles, vehicles, have a bright future."
"At NC University's 2014 graduation ceremony, President Zhou gave me the graduation certificate. I'm so shy."
"The materials are real, the materials are GG, MM, etc... come on!"
Looking at the trendy language and humorous sentences on the meager wall, Qin Yu couldn't help but admire the quick thinking of those students. However, among them, the Weibo of the Department of Archeology saw Qin Yu's lips twitching slightly.
"Gossip about celebrities in daily life, gossip about ancient people at work - paparazzi from traveling through time and space: Class 3 of the 14th Class of Archeology"
It has to be said that the students from the Department of Archeology who came up with this idea were very quick in their thinking, but after reading these messages, they were left with a difficult problem for those majoring in ancient Chinese.
Obviously, the school's meager walls will definitely be widely spread among the school's juniors. This is already a tradition of NTU. As seniors who are about to graduate, they cannot give it to the next batch of classmates.
It's shameful for the majors. This message must be both humorous and recognizable. The meager wall has almost become a platform for secret competition between the graduating majors every year.
"I've thought of the phrase, just that one: let Obama talk to Qin Shihuang, and Blainey and Yang Guifei bathe together. Anyway, our Department of Ancient Chinese studies these ancient languages."
The phrases that the squad leader came up with were pretty good, and at that moment, no one else could think of any other phrases. It was hard for them to say poetry, but the key was to be able to adapt to the situation and still show professionalism, and it was best to have some.
Humor, this is a bit difficult.
After deciding on the slogan, the next thing to do was to find someone to write it on. The squad leader found a writing brush from nowhere and said to everyone:
"We are majoring in ancient Chinese, so naturally this slogan needs to be written with a brush, preferably in traditional Chinese. Which student with such talent can come up and show it off?"
The monitor's eyes flashed across everyone's faces, and many students shook their heads. Unlike other majors, they could all write calligraphy with calligraphy, but that's all. You must know that this meager wall will definitely be in the school by then.
If it is circulated in forums and post bars, if it is not written well, it will be thrown into the public eye.
"I'll do it."
It was Wang Jie who spoke. Today, Wang Jie was wearing a bachelor's uniform, and his face had long lost the depressed look at noon. Hearing Wang Jie speak, many classmates nodded. Wang Jie's calligraphy was even the most popular in the class.
The department is well-known.
Walking to the meager wall, Wang Jie put himself in a horse stance, took the brush handed over by the squad leader, took a breath, and started writing on the meager wall.
Seeing someone writing with a brush on the meager wall, students from other majors also gathered around. Wang Jie's calligraphy was very good. Qin Yu, who was watching from the side, also nodded slightly in approval. Wang Jie's character has a certain aura to it.
The sharp momentum and powerful strokes give people a sense of bursting out.
Not only Qin Yu, but also those who didn't know much about calligraphy also applauded when they saw Wang Jie's calligraphy. It didn't matter if they didn't understand calligraphy, as long as it looked good. At this moment, Wang Jie's calligraphy made them feel
Very nice.
The font used by Wang Jie is imitated from the Liu style of Liu Gongquan, one of the four masters of regular script. Liu style has a very famous feature: it is balanced, thin and hard, and has a rigorous structure. It can be said that the characters Wang Jie have three points.
So similar.
Hearing the praise from those around him, the corner of Wang Jie's mouth raised with a smile of satisfaction. He is best at calligraphy with Liu script. He learned to copy it when he was a teenager. He is very confident in his handwriting.
"Why don't you write it anymore? Wang Jie, isn't there the second half of the sentence?"
After Wang Jie finished writing about asking Obama to talk to Qin Shihuang, he stopped writing. The squad leader asked doubtfully, "Isn't there another sentence? Why didn't I write it?"
"Let Qin Yu write the next sentence. His calligraphy skills are not weak either."
Those foreign students who didn't know the inside story didn't show any expressions and just thought they were experts in ancient Chinese calligraphy.
But the students who knew about the dispute between Wang Jie and Qin Yu looked at Qin Yu who was standing aside with a strange expression. They all knew the grudge between Wang Jie and Qin Yu. For a school belle like Meng Yao,
It is impossible for them not to care about the ownership of the beautiful woman, not to mention that since Meng Yao and Qin Yu established their relationship, Wang Jie has made no secret of his jealousy towards Qin Yu, and everyone in the class can see it.
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No one expected that just before graduation, Wang Jie would suddenly challenge Qin Yu. They had never seen whether Qin Yu could write calligraphy, but they guessed that it must not be as good as Wang Jie's.
For a moment, everyone looked at Qin Yu with sympathy.
"Wang Jie, you..."
"Second brother, it's okay, isn't it just a few calligraphy words?" Qin Yu stopped the second brother who was glaring at Wang Jie. When Wang Jie mentioned his name, he was stunned for a moment, but then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
, raised his eyebrows, gave Meng Yao, who was looking at him worriedly, a reassuring look, crossed the crowd, and walked to Wang Jie's side with a thin wall.
"Come on, Qin Yu."
Wang Jie gave up his position and let Qin Yu stand under the thin wall. The two looked at each other and smiled meaningfully.
This Wang Jie wants me to make a fool of myself. If I were the same person I was before February, I'm afraid he would really control me. Qin Yu's original calligraphy skills could only be considered average, staying at the same level as most of the classmates in the class, but since then
After obtaining the Zhuge Neijing and drawing symbols several times, his calligraphy skills improved greatly.
The talisman strokes in the Zhuge Neijing all have Taoist rhymes flowing through them. What is emphasized is a charm. If you can write the charm with brush calligraphy, you can be called a calligrapher. Many people are just superficial.
Picking up the brush, Qin Yu didn't need to squat down or anything. He leaned back slightly and wrote a line of words on the thin wall like clouds and water.
When Qin Yu put away his pen, everyone looked at the thin wall. Qin Yu's font and Wang Jie's font were completely different. Wang Jie's font was rigorous, but Qin Yu seemed to have two completely different strokes at his fingertips.
At first glance, Wang Jie's font seemed to be more beautiful, but after looking at it for a while, everyone felt that Qin Yu's handwriting was very tasteful. Yes, it was very tasteful, as if it had a charm.
There is an indescribable Taoist rhyme flowing through the font, which becomes more and more intriguing the more you look at it.
Qin Yu was very satisfied with his words. When he wrote these words, he put a trace of mind power into the tip of his pen. These words seemed to have a Taoist rhyme flowing through them. Outsiders could not see the Taoist rhyme, but they would still be recognized by it.
attract.
Wang Jie looked at Qin Yu's words, and his face became a little gloomy. Most people couldn't see it, but he could feel that Qin Yu's words revealed a natural atmosphere, as if they were made by nature.
Wang Jie had also seen calligraphy that gave him this feeling before, but the person who wrote that calligraphy was a famous calligraphy master who was already in his sixties.
Can Qin Yu be as good as a calligraphy master at such a young age? Wang Jie wouldn't believe it even to death, but Qin Yu's words are placed here. This kind of natural handwriting that blends into nature makes him have to accept this fact.
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Wang Jie will not know the mystery of Qin Yu. Taoist rhyme is the closest thing to nature. When Qin Yu wrote these words, he added a trace of thought power to make these words reveal a Taoist rhyme. If it were true,
In terms of calligraphy skills, Qin Yu is still a little behind Wang Jie.
Compared with Qin Yu, who has a cheating device, it would be strange for Wang Jie not to lose.
"Wang Jie and Qin Yu, you two are very good at writing calligraphy. You are worthy of being the talents of our class."
The class monitor laughed and joked. Seeing Wang Jie's face looking a little gloomy, he decided to get over with Xi Ni. Everyone was about to graduate and go their separate ways. There was no need to hold on to the grudge in the last few days.
Many students don't really agree with Wang Jie's provocation against Qin Yu. He's about to graduate. What's the point of provoking Qin Yu? Meng Yao and Qin Yu have been in a relationship for so long.
If you don't let go, Wang Jie is narrow-minded.
Qin Yu just smiled when the squad leader came out to talk to Xi Ni, and returned to the boss. The boss raised his thumb and pointed at Qin Yu, "Third brother, that's good. I didn't know you had such a song. This time
Then Wang Jie shot himself in the foot. No one in the class knew that his spells were famous throughout the department, but this time even his best calligraphy skills were defeated by you, the third child. He also
It’s a complete loss of face.”
"Wang Jie's calligraphy is also very good. His calligraphy is at this level at a young age. He is considered a genius." Qin Yu told the truth. He could only win by using his mind power as a cheating weapon.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" After Qin Yu finished saying this, he found that the boss and others looked at him strangely, and he was a little confused for a moment. What's wrong? Did he say this wrong?
"Qin Yu, you said that Wang Jie is young, as if you are how old you are. If I remember correctly, you are one year younger than Wang Jie. Is there a thousand-year-old monster living in your body?
"Sister Hong said angrily from the side.
Qin Yu rolled his eyes, knowing the reason for these people's expressions. He said these words smoothly, but let alone say it, it seems that after obtaining the Zhuge Neijing, his mentality began to slowly become calmer, a little uncomfortable.
He looks like a young man, otherwise Mo Yongxing would not often say that he has the body of a young man and the mentality of an old man. (To be continued)