The chicken chop shop in Frey Square was inexplicably popular. I don’t know if the chicken chop is really affordable or delicious, or the effect of the banner is really getting more and more popular.

After dinner, Zhong Yue stayed in the dormitory and copied the articles Russell Li revised. Russell Li still had two brushes, and the wording was so sophisticated. Some of Zhong Yue's poor classical Chinese usage were also corrected one by one. The short short composition of a few hundred words was modified by Russell Li by nearly two hundred words.

The article was written by Zhong Yue himself with some information. If you understand what this ancient text means, then it will be very simple to recite it.

Although Zhong Yue's approach is not done by a good student, he is definitely a qualified candidate. From ancient times to the present, there have been many great scholars and wise men. However, those who pass the high school degree are not necessarily talented men with outstanding literary talent. This is the Chinese characteristics.

"Hello."

"Zhong Yue, you can do it, you've written an inscription for the chicken chop shop."

Zhong Yue casually moved his phone away and glanced at the number on it, "How do you know?"

"Haha, I saw it when I was shopping in the post bar. When I looked at the photo, although I didn't have a face, I chose your clothes. I guessed it all at all."

"..." Zhong Yue was really like slapping himself. He was so idle at the beginning, "Is it in the post bar?"

"I visited Hui University, the Academy of Fine Arts and the University of Science and Technology, all of them are there."

"Damn, what do you say?"

Gu Qin giggled from the other end of the phone, "The chicken chop is affordable and delicious, and the banner is too ugly."

"This is because they don't understand art! I won the gold medal in this lacquer book!"

"Haha, I understand the truth. If you have the ability, you can stand outside the chicken chop shop and shout."

Zhong Yue frowned, "You are really afraid that the world will be in chaos. Is it okay? I'll hang up if it's okay." Zhong Yue played with the desk lamp button on the table with one hand, adjusting the light back and forth.

"Wait, how are you doing when you change your major? Do you need me to help you contact me?"

"Oh, I'm going to be downgrading and transferring. Anyway, I didn't study much in the second half of my freshman year. Moreover, the major span is too large, so I have to take too many courses after transferring. It's not as convenient as downgrading."

"Haha, I'm so stupid. I'm just having a free meal, I'm still the same level as me."

Zhong Yue smiled coldly, "If you mock this again, I will block you."

"You dare! Hey, mom, why did you come in without knocking on the door, I..."

The phone became a busy voice. Zhong Yue looked at the hanging-up phone and shook his head with a wry smile. This girl has been retribution, haha.

Taking advantage of the time, Zhong Yue lay on the bed, closed his eyes and entered the system.

"Mr. Hengshan, I came to study Xiaojian when I was young."

Wen Zhengming raised his eyebrows, "If you have brush and ink here, you can write an essay. If you get my heart, you will pass on your small calligraphy brushwork."

Zhong Yue was happy. The relationship was so good that he had no questions. He was worried that the sample essay he had prepared could not be correct, but now he was even less worried. He sat aside and raised the very sharp and thin brush.

The lacquer book is very open and closed, but it is difficult to apply when writing such small characters, so Zhong Yue can only write it alive.

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"The subjects are based on the old Tang and Song dynasties, and they slightly change the method of examining scholars. They specialize in the book of the Four Sons, the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the Book of the

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Although the current classics and principles are well-known, it is the most convenient for those who are not learning. Although the poems and essays are used every day, they are not allowed to write them by people who are not familiar with the past and present. The eight-legged essays are prosperous and the Six Classics are subtle, and the Eighteen-League is prosperous but the Twenty-One Histories are abolished. The article has no fixed pattern, and one pattern is established before it can be written. The text is not enough to say."

More than 500 words were written on the square paper, which would be one or two pages. However, Zhong Yue used more than ten chapters of vertical letters like this. After writing them, he folded them together and handed them to Wen Zhengming, "Please take a look at Mr. Hengshan."

"So fast? Could it be that I copied it?"

"Mr. Hengshan is well-versed in history, so he can naturally see if he copied it in his late generations." Zhong Yue thought to himself that the beginning was "History of Ming Dynasty", and the end of the paragraph was "Rizhilu" by Gu Yanwu. They were all written by later generations. They should not see the flaws, let alone some of the parts in the middle, Russell Li had asked to polish and modify it.

Wen Zhengming stroked his beard and looked carefully. After a long time, he put down the manuscript paper in his hand with a trembling trembling, closed his eyes and sighed.

"Mr. Hengshan?"

"Written well, well written! I can teach you small calligraphy."

It's OK!

He was well aware of Wen Hengshan's essay, who failed the ten provincial exams, and was finally recommended as a summoner, and was secretly slandered by his colleagues. He hated the officialdom and the imperial examinations, and this essay criticizing the eight-legged essay hit Wen Hengshan's heart.

Zhong Yue felt relieved, and felt a sense of pleasure in cheating successfully by learning to losers, etc. What kind of cheating is achieved by your ability!

Taking a step back, as the only player of this game, Wen Zhengming's NPC is a bit too much, and the game experience is extremely poor, and Zhong Yue also makes him go around the corner to gain the recognition of NPCs. However, the ending is good, so Zhong Yue doesn't care about his past grudges.

"Thank you Mr. Hengshan."

Wen Zhengming sat down and put down his long robe, "Don't be anxious to thank you. Since you entered my door, there are three reluctances. You should remember it."

"Sir, please tell me."

"The vassal should not."

"There should not be the most valuable person in China."

“Foreign countries should not.”

"If you violate these three things, you will be punished by God!"

When Zhong Yue heard this, Wen's three unresponsiveness aroused his admiration for Wen Zhengming. What are the clan vassals, the relatives and vassals, and the nobles of the middle, that is, the powerful eunuchs and eunuchs. These two unresponsiveness are Wen Hengshan's character of serving the powerful and nobles without breaking his eyebrows. It is precisely because of this character that the characters he wrote are remembered forever.

As for foreign countries, it is probably related to the repeated invasion of the Japanese pirates on the border at that time.

To this day, the clan and vassal kings and the nobles of power have long disappeared. As for foreign countries, Zhong Yue will not have such opportunities for the time being. These three responses are meaningless to him, but such qualities are worthy of his inheritance and development.

Jin Nong and Wen Zhengming, the calligraphy treasures handed down by these calligraphers are not only the cells of art, but also the backbone of the nation!

"Although Yue is not sensitive, please speak for this."

Zhong Yue also read the Analects of Confucius a while ago. He learned and sold it now, and it was also a wise move.

Wen Hengshan smiled and said, "Okay, can you please tell me about the word "Xiaoyou Zhong?"

"Well, Mr. Hengshan, this was not popular in our era."

Wen Zhengming frowned and his face immediately fell down, "A mortals who respect each other and call each other will say that they are a word of virtue. They don't want their face? It's unreasonable, it's unreasonable!"

"Sir, please give me a word."

The times are developing, and some old things are gradually being eliminated, and Zhong Yue cannot say whether these are good or bad, taking the essence and removing the dross in one sentence always makes them pale and exhausted. Who will judge the essence and dross?

"You have written this article to deeply win my heart. A gentleman is not a weapon, but he is ashamed of doing things. He is called a weapon."

Zhong Yue, isn't a clock?

Why does it sound so awkward?

The surname Zhong is not a thing?

Forehead……
Chapter completed!