I'm not a genius in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 354
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Nowadays, the old and young men in Gao Laozhuang, when they go out and meet people from other villages, they always like to pretend to mention their children casually, and then curse a few words, saying why they didn't finish the teacher's homework , Yunyun was beaten up again by himself with the sole of his shoe.

Then there was a bunch of praises from around, and they were humbled with satisfaction.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, the brat doesn't study hard, it's been more than two months, and he just writes and calculates..."

You can write and write in only two months, forget it, what else do you want to do!
Why are your children child prodigies?

In other villages, although they can't get used to the proud faces of these rams, and sometimes they will be harsh on them, but the envy in their hearts is real. Their children can read, and they will no longer be rude in the future. You have no temper at all.

Since the establishment of the school, the spirit of the village has directly risen to several levels.What surprised him the most was that the group of wild horse-like children in the village changed day by day. Not only did they start to become clean and tidy, but they even spoke differently. Naturally, I saw it in my eyes.But in the end, it was Ning'er himself who made him decide to send the child to school.Although the child was young and sensible, he didn't say anything, but the two of them could still see the envious eyes of the child looking at this side.

"What else should I do, you just let the child come over—"

Hearing this, Wang Zi'an couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to rub Ning'er's head.This child looked to be about the same age as Sun Awang, but he looked more shy than Awang.

"Come on, come with me—"

Wang Zi'an smiled encouragingly at the child, took his hand and sent him to the door of the classroom.It happened that Miss Qingzi was in class for the children. Seeing Wang Zi'an leading Ning'er over, she immediately put down the textbook and led the child in. Just as she was about to find a seat for him, she saw Gao Yunye raised her little hand high.

"Sit here, sit here—"

Qingzi had lived in Gao Laozhuang for a while, but she knew the nature of the two children, so she couldn't help laughing, and put the two children together.One is quiet and the other is detached, they are quite complementary...

Seeing that although Ning'er looked apprehensive, her eyes were filled with excitement, Second Uncle Qi and Aunt Cui went back in peace.Looking at the figures of the two walking away side by side, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.These two people are really a good match and get along very well, why can't they go together...

When Li Ke returned to Gaolaozhuang again, it was already dusk and smoke was everywhere.

"You're good at getting a job—"

Wang Zi'an made a joke to Li Ke with a smile. Li Ke put the burden on the side aside, and before Li Chunfeng stood up, he pulled a stool by himself to the table and yelled into the kitchen.

"Miss Haruko, please bring me a bowl of soup to warm up first, but I'm freezing to death—"

Li Ke rubbed his hands, complaining with a bitter face.

"Is it easy for me to run this trip in winter? It's fine if I don't have any drinks, and it's uncomfortable to eat your bowl of rice—"

Hearing this, Wang Zi'an couldn't help laughing, and handed him a pair of chopsticks.

"Fortunately, you are lucky. Today I specially asked Qingzi to make a few steamed bowls. How about you try it——By the way, Qingzi, I will send a bowl to Mr. Yang and Mr. Yan while it is hot—"

Qingzi readily agreed in the kitchen, and since she had her own cave dwelling, Yang Siqi and Mr. Yan moved there and started cooking by themselves.After dinner, knowing that the two of them had something to talk about, Li Chunfeng went out for a walk very consciously, while Miss Qingzi went back to the kitchen to clean up.

"Zian, your face is really big enough. Let me tell you, this copy of Wang Youjun's "Lanting Collection Preface" is really regarded as a treasure by the father. It is not easy for us children to watch it..."

While opening the scroll, Li Ke said enviously.

"It's not because of my face, but because of money. If you don't have the hundreds of thousands of coins as a base, do you think His Majesty will lend me this?"

While carefully looking at the calligraphy and painting in front of him, Wang Zi'an replied absent-mindedly.

"Your words are heartbreaking—"

Li Ke just wanted to teach him a few words, but before he could speak, he fell silent.Because, he clearly felt that Wang Zi'an had already immersed himself in this masterpiece.

"Floating like floating clouds, like a frightening dragon!"

If you don't see the characters of Youjun, you can't appreciate the essence of these eight characters.

It was the first time Wang Zi'an saw the authentic work of Wang Xizhi's work, and he was instantly attracted.

"The essence of the right army is indeed not comparable to the copies of later generations."

Wang Zi'an only felt that the strokes of this word are full of form and spirit, full of charm, almost flying off the paper.To the extreme, different paths lead to the same goal. In his previous life, Wang Zi'an understood the truth deeply. Therefore, in his previous life, in order to step into the realm of a master, he spent more than ten years studying the classics of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine and Taoism in order to make a breakthrough. .

Therefore, when Wang Xizhi's work appeared in front of him, all the background accumulated in his previous life was instantly activated by this work. , even the true qi in the body boiled due to the situation, and broke through to the eighth rank of true qi in one fell swoop.With eight revolutions of true qi, coupled with the special attributes of this life's true qi, he felt that he had the confidence to fight against the half-step master.

"It was a surprise—"

Even looking at Li Ke feels much more pleasing to the eye.Naturally, Li Ke didn't know that in this short period of time, Wang Zi'an's own strength had undergone earth-shaking changes, and he only felt that Wang Zi'an's luck suddenly became a little elegant, and somehow made people feel close.Shocked, he quickly took a few steps back.

"I actually feel that Wang Zi'an is a little close--it's scary, there are not many girls who can't be cured at all--"

Naturally, Wang Zi'an didn't know what Li Ke was thinking at this time, otherwise he would have kicked this guy out with one kick. He looked at Li Ke inexplicably.

"Stupid? Why don't you hurry up and give me a hand—"

Li Ke was really afraid that Wang Zi'an would accidentally smear the authentic painting of the Youjun, so he obediently stepped forward to help Wang Zi'an pull the paper.Although he had copied this work countless times in his previous life, Wang Zi'an still dared not be careless when facing the original work. There is no place where the spirit and charm in this calligraphy and painting are not inflexible, and no part is not full. I can guarantee that it can be copied perfectly.

Fortunately, at this time, he had a breakthrough in his state of mind, and also in his mental methods. He has mastered himself to the point of nuance, and the three aspects of spirit, energy and spirit are consistent, and he can try his best.At this time, everything disappeared in his eyes, only the original handwriting in front of him remained, stroke by stroke, stretching across his eyes.He contemplated it for a long time before he flicked his pen and wrote it suddenly, like a wind floating on the water, the four hundred and eight characters were written in one go!
PS: There is one more chapter, which is being worked overtime, and it is estimated that it will be almost a little later.No need to stay up all night waiting.

(End of this chapter)