Zhong Yue left in a hurry. If it weren't for the urgent matter, he would have wanted to sit down and invite Zhao Yongsheng and even invite Liu Tong to discuss the alliance's establishment. However, this matter must be moved back. It's not that he retreated at the last minute, but that the Chinese New Year is about to be celebrated.

The Chinese New Year is coming, and the approval of non-governmental organizations will naturally be put on hold until the coming year.

The Chinese New Year is coming, and the school is about to get the final exam.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zhong Yue received an unexpected and reasonable main task that night!

Although autonomy is in Zhong Yue's hands, it is decided by Zhong Yue himself whether to complete the tasks issued in the system, Zhong Yue will still follow the order of tasks issued by the system. It is not easy to save trouble, but this task. For him, missing this opportunity may be a lifetime regret!

Use calligraphy to paint.

The realm he has been longing for has now become the main task. What does that mean? It means that the system thinks he can already reach this point!

For Zhong Yue, this is a timely rain. Nowadays, both calligraphy and seal making have encountered bottlenecks. If you can use calligraphy to paint, then finding a breakthrough from painting may be a qualitative leap.

The national competition is coming to an end, and there is no sound in the exchanges between the three Kingdoms calligraphers next year. Cao Danqing relaxed his pressing on him because of the ink bamboo presented by Zhong Yue's "Thousand Miles", but Zhong Yue's own string has never relaxed. For him, the competition is just a form of testing, and the progress in calligraphy is the top priority.

Whether in freehand brushwork or fine brushwork, Zhong Yue’s current level is far from enough to read. The breakthrough he seeks is not only to use calligraphy into painting, but also to integrate what he has learned.

Did our ancestors create Chinese characters, and did they get inspiration and inspiration from pictograms?

It is not a joke that calligraphy and painting are not separated.

This heavy snow was covered by many provinces and cities in the south. Huizhou ushered in the second snow this year.

Zhong Yue knocked on the door. This was the first time he had come here.

The door opened, and Zhong Yue looked up at Liu Shao'e with reading glasses, "Mr. Liu."

"You're here, come in."

Liu Shao'e helped him many times, and this was the first time Zhong Yue came here to visit. And this time, Zhong Yue did not bring any gifts. As soon as he got off the car, Zhong Yue came over with his luggage.

He stood at the door, dusted the floating snow on his body, and then stepped onto the wooden floor. The air conditioner was turned on in the room, warm. Liu Shao'e was carrying a thermos, which was completely different from the one who wore a cheongsam and in the cultural center.

"After Mr. Liu's several times of care, it would be a bit unreasonable if he only came to visit. He just came back from Lin'an and had not had time to go home."

Liu Shao'e smiled, "Drink flower tea or Tieguanyin?"

"Oh, whatever. Tieguanyin is ready." Zhong Yue took out two ink ingots from the leather box, "I came in a hurry and couldn't think of any gifts to buy. These two ink ingots will be given to Mr. Liu."

Liu Shao'e put down the thermos bottle, looked at the two unpacked ink ingots on the table, and smiled and said, "Why be so polite? I'll use all the golden cups made from lacquer."

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, "You must have never used it when I gave it to you this time, so you might as well give it a try."

"What? Is it new?"

"It's also an old recipe. The gold jar series before was thick ink, suitable for large regular script and running script. Of course, adding more water can also be used. This time, the one I gave you is [Handmade Ten Thousand Pestles], which are made by hand. The ink is bright and suitable, and it is very suitable for daily small regular script writing. I also like to use it very much. When I was in Lin'an City, I was very excited to receive the rough paper sent by Mr. Huang, so I got off the car and came to thank you."

Liu Shao'e held the porcelain cup, "Is it still a habit to eat and live in Shanghai?"

“Everything is good.”

"You are the student I worry most."

Zhong Yue straightened his back and didn't dare to put it on the sofa, "It makes you worry and worry."

Liu Shao'e smiled and said, "It's not that you are worried about your other things, or that you are overwhelming, so Mingchuan sent you your works. Think about it, how long has it been? You really made me admire you. I can only use my accumulation of strength to explain your performance in the past year."

Zhong Yue smiled faintly. No one would believe what he had experienced.

"Before I came back this time, I mentioned the Youth Calligraphy and Painter Alliance in Lin'an. Do you think it's appropriate?"

Liu Shao'e smiled faintly, "Since you have done it, don't be timid. There are some things that no one can tell you the correct answer, because no one has the qualifications."

"You're too exaggerating."

Liu Shao'e didn't explain and asked, "It's just that you don't want to write and want to seek breakthroughs. This is what I'm worried about. Zhong Yue, don't be too strict with yourself. The four words I gave you are given to you, I hope you can understand them well."

"Yeah, I will. So I put down all my burdens this time and came back peacefully for the New Year." When Zhong Yue said this, he showed a bright and forced smile.

Liu Shao'e has written books all her life and read the world for the rest of her life. Naturally, she could see that this smile was a stubborn boy's heart. She turned her head and looked out the window, "It's been a second snow this year, which is really rare."

Zhong Yue was stunned and continued, "Yes. As soon as I can remember, there were not many snow in my mind. In this way, Mr. Liu, I will go back first, and then block the road later in the heavy snow, for fear of accidents slipping on the road during the snow."

"Well, then you can walk slowly and be careful on the road."

Zhong Yue and Liu Shao'e exchanged a few greetings, picked up the leather box, held up the umbrella, and penetrated into the heavy snow in the sky. Liu Shao'e wiped away the mist on the window and looked at the leaving figure, with her eyes as kind as a grandmother, "What height will this child be next time I see you?"

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Old Dragon and Phoenix Silver Tower

Even if the road is blocked with heavy snow, it cannot withstand the enthusiasm of Chinese aunts to buy gold.

News these days, Wall Street in the United States has shorted gold, which has led to a sharp decline in international gold prices. The domestic gold price has naturally fluctuated, so many aunts have taken the initiative to buy gold.

Zhong Yue walked into the store with a leather box. Looking at the enthusiastic buying craze, he was stunned for a while. Is this... Is this a promotion?

When the clerk saw Zhong Yue looking a little dazed, he smiled and said, "Sir, are you here to choose jewelry?"

"Oh, I want to sell some gold."

"Is it gold jewelry?"

Zhong Yue glanced at the counter and said, "It's just buying gold."

Although gold is a bit vulgar, I can't resist Lao Qi's liking. There are only two types of people who say dirt. One is really too many to be dirt, while the other is the one who can't eat grapes and the other is the sour grapes.

"Oh, please come here. The gold in our Laolongfeng Silver House is cast in pure gold, and all the gold bricks have appraisal certificates, and the gold price is here."

Zhong Yue glanced at the gold bricks in the cabinet and asked, "Do you know how much weight the big yellow croaker was in the Republic of China?"
Chapter completed!