Entertainment: I Don’t Want To Work Hard Anymore

"You became Zhao Zhongde's apprentice?" Ye Ling looked at Jiang Shuying in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhongde stopped paying attention to him and turned his attention to Jiang Shuying.

The other girls, except Yang Mi, were also surprised. They did not expect that Jiang Shuying would unknowingly transform from an ordinary member of the Calligraphy Association to the apprentice of the president of the Calligraphy Association, and he was also the only apprentice.

Jiang Shuying looked at everyone and explained: "I also just became a teacher today. The teacher called me specifically this morning and asked me to go and find him, just for this reason!"

"correct!"

After Jiang Shuying finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something. He looked at Ye Ling and said, "Ye Ling, the teacher wants me to ask you for a good calligraphy painting to put on the facade of the association."

"Are you asking me for words to put in the association to show off?"

Ye Ling was a little confused and said doubtfully: "Your Qiqiqi association should have collected a lot of works by ancient calligraphy masters. Do you need to ask me for calligraphy?"

"Our association has indeed collected a lot of works by ancient calligraphy masters. Even Wang Xizhi's original works are in our association, but there is no modern calligraphy work that can compare with it. That's why the teacher specifically asked me to ask you for one. Words.

After saying that, Jiang Shuying added: "Of course, our association doesn't want this word in vain. The teacher said that we will give you 100 million as writing fee."

"One hundred million?"

Yang Mi's eyes widened and she said with disbelief: "Oh my God, if you can write a word for 100 million, you can't steal money so quickly, right?"

"Husband, if I quit the entertainment industry, you can just write a few words to support me!" Liu Yifei looked at Ye Ling and said.

Reba hugged Ye Ling and said, "Honey, I don't want to act anymore, I'll just grind ink for you, okay!"

Zhao Liying looked at Ye Ling with pride in her eyes, this was her man.

"Actually, 100 million is just the current price. According to my teacher, if you wait until Ye Ling is a hundred years later, I am afraid it will be comparable to the traces of "ism"!" Jiang Shuying dropped a bomb again.

"Comparable to Wang Xizhi's original work?"

Hot Bar was immediately stunned and asked blankly: "How much does Wang Xizhi's authentic work cost?"

Jiang Shuying thought for a while and said: "The authentic painting of Wang Xizhi in our association seemed to have cost more than 2 billion when it was purchased at the auction."

"Gulu!"

Hot Bar drooled, looked at Ye Ling with bright eyes and said: "Husband, please write a few words for me, so that I can sell them to support myself after you die.

"I want it too, and I want my husband too!" Liu Yifei also said!

"Pah! Pah!"

Ye Ling angrily slapped Liu Yifei and Reba's buttocks hard and said, "What do you want? Curse me to death!"

"Husband, it hurts!"

Liu Yifei and Reba looked at Ye Ling pitifully.

Ye Ling ignored the two of them pretending to be cute and pitiful, but looked at Jiang Shuying and said: "Take down the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the bedroom, I will give one to your association for free, treat it as a gift to your apprentice Zhao Zhongde That’s it!”

"Really give me a free apprenticeship?" Jiang Shuying looked at Ye Ling in confusion, but then he became moved.

After all, one hundred million is not a small amount.

And Ye Ling actually said he didn't want it for her. How could she not be moved by this?

"Really, go up and get pen, ink, paper and inkstone!" Ye Ling said with a smile.

"Well, I'll get it right now!" Jiang Shuying trotted upstairs.

Yang Mi looked at Jiang Shuying's back as he walked upstairs and felt something was wrong.

Ye Ling gave up 100 million just to be apprenticed to Jiang Shuying. It didn't take much to think about it to know that she must be very moved, and Ye Ling's attainments in calligraphy were enough for her to worship.

A woman and a man are inherently bound by marriage, so what does it mean to worship and be moved by that man?

It’s like liking it!

A......

Yang Mi looked at Liu Yifei and Reba who were lying in Ye Ling's arms, then at Zhao Liying beside her, and sighed.

It's just that Ye Ling already has Liu Yifei and Reba, and Zhao Liying likes her, and now she has to add Jiang Shuying, what about her?

When she went to find her grandma in the mushroom house, she was not only asking about wealth, but also about marriage.

Grandma's answer to her was the same as Reba's, marriage was destined [Jian declined.

In other words, her marriage should also be with Ye Ling, but can she accept having Ye Ling with several women at the same time?

"Mimi?"

Zhao Liying watched Yang Mi scream a few times, waved her hand in front of her eyes and asked, "What are you thinking about, so lost in thought?"

"Oh, nothing!"

Yang Mi came back to her senses and shook her head, glanced at Ye Ling and fell silent...

Zhao Liying looked at Yang Mi a little strangely, but she didn't think much about it and just asked Yang Mi to clean up the tea sets and other things on the table with her.

Jiang Shuying took down the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from upstairs, put it on the table and said, "Ye Ling, I will grind the ink for you."

"Um!"

Ye Ling naturally had no objections, and she happened to want to see how Jiang Shuying's ink-learning practice was going these past few days!

Jiang Shuying poured some water into the inkstone, then took the ink stick and started rubbing it in the inkstone in ten arbitrary positions according to the technique Ye Ling taught her before.

Grinding horizontally, vertically, or crookedly, the intensity of grinding ink in your hands is also very different from ordinary people.

Seeing this, Zhao Liying said curiously: "Shuying, when I watch the ink grinding on TV, isn't it always done in a clockwise or counterclockwise direction, with gentle grinding? Why is it different from what you do on TV!"

"This is what Ye Ling taught me. This way I can grind the ink faster, and once I become familiar with it, there will be no ink particles, and the ink color will be more shiny."

Jiang Shuying explained while grinding the ink carefully, and it didn't take long to grind out the amount of ink Ye Ling needed.

"Okay, Ye Ling, do you think this ink color is okay?" Jiang Shu looked like a child who was worried about being criticized by the teacher when he handed in his homework, and his tone was a little uneasy. 1.2

"It's barely okay, let's do it!"

Ye Ling nodded, and then asked Jiang Shuying to spread out the rice paper. He reached out and touched the rice paper to feel its smoothness.

Then I tried the softness of the brush bristles.

After Ye Ling had done all this, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up a brush and dipped it in ink, and wrote on the rice paper: "Song of Righteousness"

"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, and are mixed and endowed with manifolds. Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars. To people, it is called Haoran, and it is called Pingping, surrounded by stars."

"The imperial road should be Qingyi, Hanhe Tumingting. When the time is poor, it is seen, - the painting is drawn. It is in the Taishi slips of Qi Dynasty and Dong Hu's pen of Jin Dynasty.

"In the Qin Dynasty, Zhang Liangzhui was in the Suwu Festival of the Han Dynasty. He was the head of General Yan, the blood of Ji Shizhong. He was Zhang Suiyang's teeth, and he was Yan Changshan's tongue."