When Zhang Yue looked at the paper with satisfaction and put down the pen, he remembered that he was not in a dream, but in the real world, and there were two people waiting for him beside him.
When Zhang Yue turned around, he saw that the professor was in a state of wandering mind, while Zhang Heng frowned heavily.
"Forehead……"
"Did you practice this by drawing a chessboard and archery target?" the professor asked.
"Exactly."
"It's unbelievable," the professor said.
Zhang Heng was convinced and said: "Professor, you also think that this method cannot be practiced..."
"Of course," the professor said with deep understanding, "I thought this method could only be used in seal script, but I didn't expect that it would also have such advantages when used in regular script..."
"It's definitely luck..." Zhang Heng shook his head.
Zhang Yue glanced at Zhang Heng and thought, why is this person so strange, saying half a sentence and leaving half a sentence behind?
Zhang Youzhi said slowly: "In fact, you all think that the seal script is useless now, but you don't know that first there was the Qin seal script, then the Han and Tang Kai scripts. In ancient times, there was also the big seal script, but it has been lost. Nowadays, only Qin seal script is used to call seal script."
"The seal script is written with the center as the bone, and the pen is round, solid and strong. This is the ancient method."
Zhang Heng said: "Professor, there is no way to study the book without reading it."
Zhang You looked straight at Zhang Heng and said sternly: "If you can't write the front line well, how can you talk about the side line? My beginner's calligraphy should be based on solidity and strength, and then seek beauty."
Zhang Heng apologized quickly and said, "Yes, the students have been taught."
Zhengfeng is the center, which is where the tip of the calligraphy pen is used to place the characters in the dot painting.
The side edge is the side of the pen, and calligraphers call it the belly of the pen.
For example, why the calligrapher twists the pen to adjust the front is to trim the pen and shape the writing with the center.
Seal script only talks about using the pen in the center, while regular script only starts to use the pen in the side, not to mention running script and cursive script. In addition to writing faster, regular script, such as the Lanting Preface and other flowing regular scripts, even people who have a rough understanding of calligraphy can do it.
Appreciate the beauty.
Therefore, it is said that side attack means research.
This is like how most people always like to write very long words with their horizontal strokes down.
The eight methods of Yongzi that Zhang Yue learned were based on the Yongzi in Lanting's preface, which is also the introduction to calligraphy for most people.
However, Yongzi is regular script after all, and it refers to both center and side forwards.
Seal script is different. It seems extremely difficult and impractical at first glance, but it only talks about the center strokes. As for drawing chessboards and arrow targets, it breaks away from the regular script of Yongzi Bafa. It starts from a more basic place and only learns the center strokes from beginning to end.
, can be said to be dedicated to one.
However, no one will practice such a basic skill. Most people will be able to write beautiful regular script after practicing for a month or two, and many people will be able to write beautiful regular script after practicing for a period of time, so there is no need to spend this effort.
It is not that there are no clan members in the hall who practice this way, but none of them have mastered it. This boy only used Yuexu... Zhang Heng felt that he couldn't figure it out.
And Zhang Heng was even more bored. I don’t know what Zhang Heng and the professor talked about from beginning to end. I don’t even know what you discussed about calligraphy skills. Anyway, it was just about doing it from beginning to end!
Just do it and it’s done!
The professor looked at Zhang Yue and couldn't figure it out. It was not easy to practice to this point in just a few months. I never wrote like this back then.
Thinking of this, the professor said to Zhang Yue: "You draw the chessboard and arrow targets like this for three months. When you come back here, if you make further progress, I will teach you the seal writing method!"
The words "heir to the mantle" suddenly appeared in Zhang Heng's mind, and his eyes looked a little different when he looked at Zhang Yue. Who is this person? How could he be favored by the professor?
Zhang Yue was thinking about another question: Does it cost money to learn this?
"It's sir, I will keep this in mind. I will resign!" Zhang Yue said goodbye and left.
Zhang Yue thought to himself, put money and other matters aside and learn first before talking about it.
But then I was stunned, yes, what does money mean now? I got a salary increase. How could I forget such a big happy event?
Zhang Yue couldn't help feeling a little swollen, but when he saw several people passing by, he restrained himself and instead retreated to the side of the road.
After these people passed by, Zhang Yue realized that he had already earned three and a half dollars per page. But he still remained so humble and low-key, showing that he had not forgotten his original intention.
Zhang Yue thought as he walked back to the library, but saw the little girl still squatting at the door of the pavilion holding the chessboard, looking eager to see what was going on.
Waiting for the little girl to see him, the depths of her eyes suddenly sparkled, holding the chessboard in both hands, looking at him with a look of helplessness.
Zhang Yue pretended not to notice and walked straight into the door.
Bang! Zhang Yueer heard the sound of a chessboard hitting the ground behind him.
I am a scumbag! I am a scumbag!
Zhang Yue muttered a few words to calm down, and then walked into the library without looking back.
But I saw Guo Lin holding a pen and copying books, looking exhausted.
Seeing Guo Lin like this, Zhang Yue was embarrassed to speak for a moment, but when Guo Lin raised his head and saw that he had stopped writing, he asked with concern: "Junior brother, what's the matter with Professor Cai just now?"
Brother, guess what!
Normally Zhang Yue would definitely say it, but today he saw that Guo Lin was too tired so he went straight to the point.
"Brother, let me tell you something good..."
"A good thing? Don't rush into talking about it now. Let's let senior brother try to guess a thing or two." Guo Lin thought to himself.
Zhang Yue...
"Senior brother, please stop guessing. Let me tell you...the professor has given me three cents and a half for a page."
"That's three and a half cents," Guo Lin said with surprise. "Yes, your handwriting has indeed improved recently, but I didn't expect that the professor would agree. It's really a great joy."
After a pause, Guo Lin rubbed his sore eyes and said earnestly: "However, although the income from servant writing is large, it is not a long-term solution. It is just a temporary solution, and only those who are ambitious can do it for a long time."
"Although three and a half dollars per page is a lot, in the end, schoolwork is our foundation. Looking back, we still study!"
After listening to the senior brother's advice, although it was reasonable, it was not true for him. However, Guo Xuexu's illness still forced the senior brother to copy books to make money in order to fulfill the filial piety of the Son of Man.
Zhang Yue remembered a popular saying that determines the level of life, not the eight hours at work, but the eight hours after get off work.
This is true. Guo Lin also wanted to go home to study after copying books in the library.
But after five hours of copying at Nanfeng and two hours of traveling back and forth, what about the remaining time? Yes, you can sacrifice your sleep time to study, but is it really possible? People are not iron.
Senior brother can't hold on any longer. He hasn't studied for nearly two months, but learning is like sailing against the current, and if you don't make progress, you will fall back... The Nine Classics subject has to be memorized all the time, and a lot of time has been wasted if I don't memorize it for two months.
Zhang Yue said seriously: "Senior brother taught you, I will remember it. Senior brother... don't be too tired, take care of yourself."
Guo Lin nodded and said with a wry smile: "Senior brother, don't worry."
Although Guo Lin said this, Zhang Yue could tell that he didn't have confidence in himself in his words. How could he pick up his homework after he dropped it?
I was late copying books again today.
The two brothers still walked down the mountain side by side holding torches, the torches swaying in the cold wind.
Guo Lin squinted at the remaining stars in the night sky and suddenly said, "Junior brother, if the professor really intends to include it in Zhang Clanology, will you go?"
Zhang Yue hesitated and said, "I don't know."
Guo Lin smiled and said: "At first, I was reluctant to let you study in the Zhang clan because of my selfish motives, but after these few months, I have decided to stop. Look at the few remaining stars on the other side."
Zhang Yue looked as far as he could, but saw that under the dark night like a deep pool, he could barely see the outline of the distant mountains, and the stars were hanging on the distant mountains.
Guo Lindao: "I may not be able to get into the county school in my life. The students in the county school are like this broken star. Although it is dim and dull, it is still hanging in the sky. Not to mention that the moon is unique, just like the one who promotes people to become scholars.
Junior brother, if you enter the clan school and become a disciple of the professor, you will be sure to pass the imperial examination in the future, and the stars and the moon will no longer be out of reach."
"Senior brother wants to...if senior brother is not sure, why don't you go and see how high the sky is today for senior brother? If you can make the stars and the moon go and do it!"
Zhang Yue said: "Senior brother, you are thinking too far. How can Professor have such meaning?"
Guo Lin smiled.
The strong wind blew, and the two brothers held the torch tightly and went down the mountain step by step.
At this moment in the Zhou Jin Hall, Zhang Heng took Zhang Yue's family status from Zhang Cai and looked at it carefully.
"Unexpectedly, this boy is actually Zhang Xu's younger brother, Zhang Sanlang. This boy looks a bit like his brother, but I didn't realize it for a moment."
At this moment, Lin Xi came and said: "Ziping, in a few days you and I will go to Beijing to take the exam. If you don't study hard now, don't you have a plan in mind?"
Zhang Heng calmly put Zhang Yue's family status into his sleeve, turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Zizhong, no matter what, there is no way to have a solid plan for matters in the examination room. But I never sharpen my gun in front of a battle."
Zhang Heng smiled and remained calm.
"Brother Ziping, please don't be humble. I heard from disciples of clan studies that you can't study harder than others on weekdays. I'm afraid if you don't read during the day, you will read until the third watch at night."
Zhang Heng was secretly worried, who on earth leaked my details to this person?
One of the two ranked first in the examination list, and the other ranked first in the interpretation test. They were dissatisfied with each other and always wanted to compete with each other. This would continue as they went to Beijing, and would continue until the Ministry of Rites released the examination results.
Zhang Cai on the side looked like he didn't know why the two of them always had thorns in each other's words, but sometimes they seemed like very good friends. All he could say was that the world of a top student was not something that a scumbag didn't understand at all.
Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Brother Zizhong, where did you hear this from hearsay? It seems that you are here not to ask for advice, but to find out about me."
Lin Xi smiled covertly and said, "Brother Ziping, I was just joking. You look like you are facing a formidable enemy, but you seem to be really afraid of someone prying at you."
Zhang Heng also laughed awkwardly and changed the subject: "Yes, Zizhong will show you something."
Zhang Heng took out two pieces of paper and gave them to Lin Xi.
Lin Xichu casually took the paper and took a look at it, but lost his composure and said: "Drawing a chessboard target? Is there really anyone who practices like this?"
Zhang Heng laughed in his heart when he heard this, but he was deliberately annoyed on his face: "What do you mean by this, my son? If you ask me for advice, will I keep it secret and not tell you? If you don't believe me, forget it. Could it be that the professor will also trick you?"
Can’t do it? Hum, use the heart of a villain to judge the heart of a gentleman.”
Lin Xi's face turned blue and white as he said, "Brother Ziping, I made a mistake. I hope you don't take it to heart. Indeed, I was a little unconvinced that someone would really put in the effort to practice this skill."
Lin Xi looked at these two pieces of paper again. Although the painting was not as good as Zhang Youzhi, to be fair, it could be seen that it took a lot of effort. Lin Xi would never be able to draw to this extent by himself.
He couldn't help but think, "Zi Ping taught me with true knowledge, but I discarded him like a pair of worn shoes. Now that I saw him, I realized that he was a frog at the bottom of a well."
