After leaving the brushwork system, Zhong Yue washed up, soaked the clothes he had changed last night in a bucket, sprinkled some washing powder, and prepared to come back to wash at noon. He carried his schoolbag and rushed to the calligraphy classroom.

The classrooms in public teaching buildings usually lock the doors at night. Although Zhong Yue is not a member of the calligraphy club, he had greeted Russell before, so he directly received the key from the management office downstairs, went upstairs to open the door, and ran down to return the keys.

"So early?" Russellli carried a shabby briefcase, half of the rolled rice paper was exposed, and half of the shirt collar was not turned up, and he looked a little sloppy.

Zhong Yue greeted, "Yes, Teacher Luo, you are so early, don't you go to the office?"

Russell snorted coldly, "I, Mr. Luo, is in the office, and I am afraid that some villain will plot against you. It's better to stay in this quiet place to practice calligraphy. What about you? Shouldn't you be the busiest in the freshman year? Why do you see you doing nothing all day long?"

"I'm going to be downgraded and transferred to majors, so I don't need to take some courses. I'm here to practice calligraphy if I have nothing to do."

Russell nodded with satisfaction, "You are a weirdo among engineering students. If someone else was staying in the calligraphy classroom like this, I would doubt whether he was the lackey of those shameless people. As for you, you are a talented person who was delayed by your major."

Faced with Russell Li, who had paranoia for being killed, Zhong Yue didn't know how to respond, so he could only smile, "Teacher Luo has been awarded."

Russell's face immediately became stern, "Don't show this hypocritical face in front of me, and regard me, Mr. Luo's appreciation as your capital to show off."

“…”

Who is it? You're welcome to be a polite person and you're wrong?

Zhong Yuexin said that Teacher Luo is sick again...

When they arrived at the classroom, the two of them were all on their own. Zhong Yue was too lazy to be the lunatic. Although he helped him polish his article yesterday and helped him a lot, he swallowed the word "Thank you" into his stomach because Russell didn't need to thank him.

Zhong Yue picked up the homemade small brush, thought about it, and put it back into the pen curtain. After all, he was his own Virgo, and it would be gone if it was broken. Well, it was actually not easy to write...

From the appearance of the pen, the layman basically can't see any difference. It's just that the hairs are intact, the tip of the pen can be closed after moistening the ink, and the belly of the pen is round or not. However, insiders, such as Zhang Laifu, can tell the quality of the pen at once you touch it.

Zhong Yue picked up a Xuanbi pen and brush that he bought from Dexuanzhai. In this era, the sales volume of brushes is reduced, and the pen factory needs to maintain it. The subsequent problem is that the price of the pen has increased.

Take a fine small calligraphy piece like Zhong Yue’s hand for example. Since he has done several business with Pang Li, he has received a friendly price. Even so, he has to spend more than 40 yuan. Think about the pen that costs more than 40 yuan, it will be useless in five or six days. These forty yuan are used to buy a dozen fountain pens. In five or six days, I guess I may not be able to finish writing the hand until it gets cramped.

When writing small regular script, you can’t use ink like lacquer books. Small characters less than an inch can only be written with a tip of a hair. With more ink, it will penetrate suddenly, and the whole character will become a piece of ink mark.

The advantage of the brushwork system is that as long as the proficiency increases, there is no embarrassing situation where you can't start. Some beginners with dull qualifications have a straightforward way to learn with their teacher, which really makes them stunned when they copy alone and don't know what to do.

There are fewer versions of lacquer book, but Zhong Yue has seen several copies of Wen Zhengming's small calligraphy before in the calligraphy club, so he picked up one casually. With his slightest one-percent skillful book, he really couldn't bear to write, so he should copy the calligraphy in a regular manner.

The book he had in his hand was "Missive Woman" in Wen Zhengming's small regular script, which was not right, but an enlarged version of "Qin Fu". The works of ancient people were generally huge in size. If they really wanted to be published into a book, they would need to be re-typed and integrated, which would facilitate copying. This is also a progress of the times. Thinking about the ancients in the past, they had no copybooks published and printed, and could only rely on some vague stone rubbings and words and deeds to pass on.

Compared to those times, the current conditions are simply great.

However, when the conditions are better, people have changed.

Zhong Yue began to copy and write with a sharp tip. For him, who was used to writing big and big lacquer books, he was still a little uncomfortable at the beginning, and frequently started writing with hidden tips. This resulted in the small calligraphy he wrote a bit of a polio feeling, and was always restrained.

Slowly, after writing two columns, Zhong Yue gradually became familiar with it. After watching Wen Zhengming's handwriting, Zhong Yue remembered his habit of using the brush very deeply. However, the brushwork of small regular script was too complicated, especially Wen Zhengming's small regular script. The brushwork pursued agility and elegance, and was far less strict than that of calligraphers in the Tang Dynasty, so it was difficult to learn.

His hands became a little sore. Zhong Yue put down his pen and heard criticism coming from behind him.

"You are really brave when you first learn Xiaokai, and you can choose Wenhengshan."

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm practicing playing. Teacher Luo, I'm just practicing playing... Well, I'm practicing playing." Being polite and modest with Russell, that's cruel to himself.

Russell raised his eyebrows, "Okay." He took the big porcelain cup, took a sip of bitter tea, and covered it with the porcelain cup.

"What did your article yesterday do?"

"Write it and play."

Russell frowned and stopped asking. He was disgusted with hypocritical politeness, but Zhong Yue's perfunctory attitude also made him unable to bear the pressure, and he was embarrassed to ask again, so he stopped talking.

"Why are there so few people today?"

In the past, although Zhong Yue came here, there were only a few people in this classroom, but there were more or less five or six. Of course, they were not professional calligraphy students, but were interested in them. However, it was almost ten o'clock today, and one or two hundred people in the entire calligraphy club would not be so coincidental, all of them were in class, right?

"snort!"

Old Luo's face looked despised by heaven and earth immediately came up again, "A charlatan has come, and he has been fooled to listen to the lecture."

"According to this, it's all over?"

"Hmph, this is what I, Luo, said, "The student union who hides dirty things will do! Flatters, for the sake of credit and moral education, have made everything worse. The student union has become a lackey for some people! I am vast in China and university schools, and have raised flatterers without backbone!"

Zhong Yue's head hurts and comes again...

"Teacher Luo, you're generalizing."

Russell stood up with his eyes glaring and stood up, "Is my words wrong? If one day before the foreign enemy hits the Hui University gate, I, Luo, dare to say that even if I, Luo, shouted, and I, to resist foreign humiliation with me, the fastest one would be those flatterers. None of the Hui University dared to stand up with me, Luo!

Now when facing these boring preaching meetings, we have to compromise and lose our backbone. How can we defend our country?"

When Mr. Luo spoke, the situation rose three times.
Chapter completed!