Returning from the abyss

Chapter 764
The literature club applied to the school for a classroom as a venue for the literature exchange meeting.There are quite a lot of people coming from the club, and there are even more people like Li Xian who come here to join in the fun. The name Cui Fu seems to be a bit famous among the students. Although Lu Ning and Ying Caiyi don't know it, they are on the contrary is a minority.

After saying hello to the classmates they met in the club, the three of them found a seat in the back row and sat down.Li Xian also just wanted to see what the original author looked like in real life. She didn't have the fanatical energy of chasing stars, but she was a little more interested.

The meeting started at ten o'clock, and at 09:30, the president of the literature club came in and told everyone about etiquette and other issues.Of course, this is quite superfluous. Most of the people here come here with the intention of seeing famous people. How many of them will not abide by the etiquette?

Near ten o'clock, the long-awaited Cui Fu finally walked into the classroom.

First of all, he looked very young, in his early 30s at the most, with a literati temperament in his face. After entering the room, he smiled and said hello, and then went to the blackboard and wrote his name.

"Hello, everyone. It's a great honor to be invited here today. Maybe some of you here haven't heard of me. My pen name is Cui Fu, Fu of Poems and Songs. My works are also well-known now. The biggest possibility is "Ink Clock". Of course, I am a screenwriter and a writer. I am here to meet you today. Apart from sharing a little bit of my own knowledge, I also want to make friends with you through literature and imitate the literati in ancient times."

As soon as the voice fell, someone below applauded, and it seemed that it was the leader of the president.

"You don't need to be so polite, then, let me talk about the first half, and everyone will talk about the second half. According to this process..."

Cui Fu turned on the projector and began to release slides.His eloquence is good, and the four words gentle and elegant can indeed describe him.It also tells interesting stories experienced in the creative process, which is not boring.

But Li Xian soon felt a little bored, and quietly yawned behind her.

"What's wrong?" Lu Ning looked at her.

"This guy...is handsome, but he's not my type...I'm not interested in literary creation."

"Then you pester us to come together." Ying Caiyi said angrily.

"Isn't this a curiosity? Oh, it's not good to leave now...I'll take a sneak peek for a while and no one will find out, right?"

"Wake up early for you, right?" Ying Caiyi glared at her, "Forget it, don't snore."

"Got it."

After about 45 minutes, Cui Fu finally finished his narration, and many people still seemed to have more to say.At this time, the president got up, took a package from the corner, and put it on the podium.

Cui Fu said with a smile: "As a gift, I brought you ten hardcover copies of "Mo Zhong". If you want, I can also write a message for you on the title page. Of course, the carry is limited, so we only draw Ten lucky classmates."

The president said from the side: "Everyone, there are numbers behind the seats in the classroom. Please check it yourself. We will use this number to draw a lottery. Teacher Cui will use random tools to draw out people who can get the book! Don't mess around!"

Lu Ning turned her head and glanced at the number of her seat, which was No. 97. Since it was in the back row, the number was quite large.Li Xian was also woken up by Ying Caiyi, the two of them were 95 and 96.

"Everyone, after the confirmation, Teacher Cui will draw a lottery!" The president clapped his hands, then turned his face and smiled, "Mr. Cui, please?"

"Okay, if you get an empty seat, draw again. There are 110 chairs in the classroom...the random tool is ready." Cui Fu opened the random number tool, and the ten grids on it were jumping numbers quickly. He closed his eyes , Quickly clicked ten times.

Some cheered, some sighed regretfully.

"Hey, Lu Ning, I have you!" Ying Caiyi saw the "97" that popped out at the end, and patted Lu Ning excitedly, "Go up and get it back."

"Okay, okay." Lu Ning smiled, stood up and walked to the front.

Ten hardcover books have been taken out and placed on the table. Lu Ning glanced casually at first, but suddenly saw a familiar text.

Not words, but symbols, just like the symbols on the shredded paper I saw in Professor Gong's office.Although they do not have the effect of directly causing the phenomenon of distortion points, they can be seen to come from the same source.

These symbols were printed on the cover in ink style and became part of the background.

Lu Ning remained calm for the time being. She did not observe the phenomenon of distortion points, which means that they have lost their effect like the one she recycled. Moreover, this book has been printed in such a large number, and it is estimated that it has been spread to various places. If there is an accident, it should have happened long ago. .

"Student, do you want me to write something?"

Soon it was Lu Ning's turn.

After pondering for a while, she said to Cui Fu: "Please write, [To, don't forget the way home]."

"Oh, it's really special. It seems that the classmate must like my home very much." Cui Fu quickly wrote it on the title page, closed the book and handed it to Lu Ning.

"I also want to ask... who designed your cover? It's very stylish."

"Haha, this is indeed entrusted to a famous painter. After all, "Ink Clock" is my favorite work, and I don't want any flaws. I am very satisfied with this cover. It condenses the charm of the story, and Elegant and classy."

"Ah... I don't know if I can ask the artist's contact information? Because I like this style very much, there may be a need to invite manuscripts recently." Lu Ning said with a smile.

"Since it's a business, of course there's no problem. It's just that the price of the invitation is probably expensive, and students have to think about it carefully." Cui Fu took out his mobile phone, quickly found a phone number, and reported it to Lu Ning, " This is the business contact number, you must ask the price when you tell the other party what you want."

"Understood, thank you."

Lu Ning returned to her seat with the book, Ying Caiyi wanted to come over and take a look, and then praised her.Li Xian was not very interested. Seeing that the exchange meeting was about to start, she planned to leave and go back. Ying Caiyi saw that she was not interested, so she also planned to leave.

"I'll take a look." Lu Ning didn't go with the two friends, and it was rare to find a clue. She planned to continue to see if there would be any follow-up incidents.

The subsequent discussion became more lively, and people who were familiar with each other naturally gathered together, and some people even passed on to read books.Some courageous people went to chat with Cui Fu, and soon found that Cui Fu is actually very approachable, and he is also very experienced when asked about creative matters. He is worthy of writing several works at such a young age.

"Why did Teacher Cui come to our place?" Someone asked, and upon hearing this question, Lu Ning immediately pricked up her ears.

"I came here to collect materials." Cui Fu said with a smile, "Recently I am conceiving a new work, and I need to know some things about customs, so I came here. I will take a car to Shenyue Town at two o'clock this afternoon. You know that?"

"I know, I know, I went there to play around when the freshmen entered school."

"But there are tourist attractions like this in almost every place in the ancient town, right? You should have visited a lot."

"Traveling and collecting materials are not the same thing. Every place has its own folk customs. When you travel, you mostly eat some snacks and take pictures of the beautiful scenery. But for me, I have to chat with the locals and ask what is there in each place. Folklore, special legends. In fact, these are very interesting." Cui Fu said.

"Writing a book is really tiring..."

"No, if you think about it, isn't it a very pleasant thing to be able to maintain your interest and travel at any time?"

"Then where have you been? Can you tell us anything interesting?"

"This... but there are many, what aspect do you want to hear?"

Lu Ning walked over at this moment.

"Excuse me, teacher, can you tell me about the source of inspiration for the book "Mo Zhong" and where you have been for it? I am very interested."

Lu Ning's words immediately got the approval of the people around him.

"Yes, yes, we really want to know!"

Cui Fu smiled, picked a travel story and began to tell it.His travel experience is slightly different from that of a normal traveler. He has visited many different homes, but he is more like a reporter.The whole story, Lu Ning, is just a relatively new interview, until the end...

"The gentleman enthusiastically left me to enjoy the local food, and showed me a calligraphy and painting, saying that it was a precious legacy left by my ancestors. It was this painting that laid the foundation for my conception of the whole story, maybe You never thought that there would be such a fascinating painting."

"What is it like?" someone asked.

"The painting is divided into upper and lower. The upper part is the mountains, rivers, waters and human world, while the lower part is the cursive script, which has not been signed. I think you must have seen many famous paintings in the album, but this painting... how to describe it?" Cui Fu Showing a fascinated expression, "It's a pity that I can't take pictures. The scenery on it seems to be real. No matter how you think about it, it is a handed down work that everyone can draw."

"The protagonist in your story is looking for such a lifelike painting, but... the teacher's story should not be finished yet?" a student asked.

"Indeed, Mo Zhong just finished telling the story of one stage, but before I write the next story, I still want to go back and have a look at the painting again."

"Can you tell me where the old man lives?" Lu Ning asked.

"This...you can, but if you want to visit each other, you must be prepared. Friendly communication with the locals is a must, hahaha."

Lu Ning left the classroom satisfied after getting the address.

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Mao Yizheng, a painter, is good at ink painting and oil painting. Of course, he also knows how to use computers to assist painting in the current era.Lu Ning looked up this person on the Internet, and she was about the same age as Cui Fu, and she couldn't tell how good the other person was with her painting skills. She could only say that the published works were quite beautiful.

As for the old man's place called Zhiyu Town, it is a province away from the province where Lu Ning University is located, and it takes about two hours to drive there by train.There is no information about this town on the Internet, only its name can be seen on the map, but it can be sure that it really exists.

Lu Ning has relatively few classes, and now is not the most intense time, if she wants, she can spare a little time.It's just a little doubt now, is she really going to take a cross-provincial trip for this?

The answer came out soon - Lu Ning is not the kind of person who puts a little suspicion in her heart and regards it as an illusion. If she doesn't check everything clearly, she probably won't be at peace.After she made a quick decision, she sent an email to her head teacher to ask for leave. Lu Ning's midterm exam results were very good, and the head teacher knew her physical condition, so she quickly approved the leave.If it was someone else, I might have to go to the school doctor to issue a certificate, but Lu Ning avoided this trouble.Immediately afterwards, she bought a train ticket to the province and city of Zhiyu Town online.

When she was packing her luggage, she didn't hide from her roommates. Li Xian simply told her to be safe, while Ying Caiyi was a little envious of Lu Ning's freedom to act as soon as she thought of it.

Early on Saturday morning, Lu Ning took her packed backpack and got on the train to Zhiyu Town.

There was nothing to say about the ride all the way. After she got off the bus at the city railway station, she followed the directions on her mobile phone to find the bus to Zhiyu Town.After arriving at the destination, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. After getting off the car, Lu Ning was slightly shocked by the scenery here.

Of course, the place where Cui Fu draws materials from is also a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. This town is built on the hillside with beautiful scenery.As for Lu Ning, he could even add the words "Auspicious Qi Qiantiao", the whole town is full of vitality, and it is estimated that just living here can prolong his life.

Of course, mid-November is no longer the peak season for tourism. There are few tourists in the town, and people are carrying out their daily work and life.This is not the kind of town that completely imitates the ancient times, but the new buildings will not be the kind of skyscrapers. Except for some necessary air conditioners and the like, there are few modern society supplies.

A river stays from the mountain and passes through the town, adding some watery flavor here.Although there is tourism here, it is not a scenic spot. No one sells tickets or maps. Lu Ning can only rely on the map on her mobile phone to explore, and ask some townspeople who wash clothes and play chess by the roadside to find out the way.

However, when she asked about the address of the old man, the townspeople told her with regret that the old man passed away in May this year, and his son and daughter came back to pack up his things, and the house was going to be sold.It's just that the houses here are not particularly easy to sell, and they are only doing short-term rental business at present. If Lu Ning wants to see, maybe she has to check to see if there is anyone there.

After Lu Ning thanked her, she walked towards the house where the old man used to live.Whether there is anyone or not, it does not prevent her from seeing the house.

(End of this chapter)