"Husband, my uncle said that his favorite is Liu Yuxi's "Inscription of the Shabby Room", do you see if you can write a copy for my uncle?" Heba said coquettishly.

  Looking at the hot bar, how could Chu Mo have the heart to refuse.

  "It's hot, don't worry, there's no problem, isn't it just a copy of "Inscription of the Shabby Room", I'll write it for you right away."

  "Husband, you're so nice." The hot one is happy, he kissed Chumo's mouth lightly, and then left with a smile, "It's a reward for you."

  Chu Mo touched the corner of his mouth, a smile on his face.

  Then, Chumo and Reba came to the study.

  "Come on, come, study the ink, today I will let you appreciate your husband's excellent calligraphy," Chu Mo said a little nervously as he picked up the brush.

  "En," Reba nodded, then walked aside and took out a piece of ink from a drawer.

  Then he came to Chumo's side and helped to study the ink.

  This ink research is also very particular.

  First of all, the strength should be straight, the ink should be light and heavy, and the speed should be moderate. The person who grinds the ink should have a correct posture, keep the ink vertical and straight, and make a vertical circle on the inkstone. grind.

  At this point, the hot bar holds up very well.

  The second point is to use clean water to grind ink, not tea or hot water.Use water for grinding ink, it is better to use less water than more.The ink should be ground to a moderate shade, not too thick or too light.Grinding ink needs to add water, if the water is mixed with impurities, the ground ink will be impure.As for adding water, it should not be too much at first, so as not to soak the ink or splash the ink, it is better to gradually add it.

  In this regard, the hot bar has gradually mastered the experience.

  In addition, the posture of grinding the ink is dignified. When grinding the ink, the force should not be too light or too heavy, and it should not be too fast or too slow, otherwise the ink will be thick and uneven...  

  If the force is too light and the speed is too slow, it will waste time and the ink will float; if the force is too heavy and the speed is too fast, the ink will be thick and dull, and the color will be dull.

  ······

  The ink must be freshly ground. If the ink is left for more than a day, the glue and the coal will gradually separate, and the ink will be dull and not durable. Therefore, if the ink is used as a book, it will easily fade.

  Therefore, every time Chumo writes calligraphy, it is ground.

  Then after writing, clear the remaining ink.

  Avoid precipitation.

  It will be more troublesome to clean up later.

  Chumo spread the rice paper on the table, then pressed the paperweight to the edge, picked up the brush on the pen holder, dipped some ink and pen, and began to write.

  "The mountain is not high, but the immortals are famous. The water is not deep, but the dragon is the spirit. This is a shabby house, but I am beautiful. The moss marks are green on the steps, and the grass is green in the shade. There are great scholars in talking and laughing, and there is no white ding in the exchanges. It can be adjusted. Suqin, reading the golden scriptures. There is no messy ears of silk and bamboo, no laboring shape of case and slips. Zhuge House in Nanyang, Yunting Pavilion in Xishu. Confucius said: Why is there such a thing?"

  Pause, close up.

  All in one go.

  Then Chu Mo wrote the words "Inscription of the Shabby Room" at 4.8 in the upper left corner.

  Finally, write your own name - Chumo.

  Nonsense, no name is worthless.

  Otherwise, who knows whose calligraphy this is.

  The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

  Sometimes because it is a celebrity's calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, the value is doubled.

  "Completed", Chu Mo couldn't help blowing after he wrote it.

  A satisfied look appeared on his face.

  "Look, look, our calligraphy is art," Chumo said with a smug look on his face.

  Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy is ox fork.

  It looks beautiful! .

[Chapter 288 Jarvis' monitoring results (two more)]

  Looking at the calligraphy on the table, Dilly Jabba nodded happily.

  "Husband, my uncle will definitely like it very much."

  "Alright, don't fold it, it won't be perfect if you fold it, this is for you." Chu Mo walked to a cabinet and took out a cylinder.

  "Roll this thing up and put it in here".

  "En," Reba nodded, and took it from Chu Mo's hand.

  Next, the hot bar took the paperweight away, took two pictures of Chumo's calligraphy, rolled it up, and put it into the cylinder.

  "Okay, let's go out."

  ······

  Feng Jianzhang's annoyance, his unsatisfactory son, is really disappointing.

  Feng Jianzhang secretly decided in his heart that when this matter passes, he must send his son to the army. 19

  Practicing, honing well.

  Let him know how hard life is.

  The army is definitely a good place, he can hone a person's willpower, at the same time, it can also exercise a person's ability.

  However, this is the plan for the future. The first thing to do now is to settle this matter.

  Otherwise, son, he has to give up.

  There is no way, stay in prison for a few years, make a good transformation, and then find some connections on your own and get your son out.

  At this time, Feng Jianzhang did not realize his danger.

  He was already being watched by Chu Mo.

  At this moment, a call came to Feng Jianzhang's mobile phone.

  "Hey, what's the matter".

  "Director Feng, I have something to report to you, you may be interested."

  "What's the matter?" Feng Jianzhang couldn't help frowning.

  "That's it." Then, the other party told Feng Jianzhang about the shooting incident at the entrance of the hospital.

  After Feng Jianzhang heard the news, he sat up directly from his seat.

  "You mean, there is Chumo in it," Feng Jianzhang said with a hint of surprise on his face.

  "Yes".

  "Hahaha, this is God helping me," Feng Jianzhang was so excited.

  "You wait for me, I'll go right over and seal the scene," Feng Jianzhang clenched his fists tightly.

  He could use this to blackmail Chu Mo.

  Let Chu Mo let go of his son.

  Of course, Feng Jianzhang knew that Chumo must have a gun license, but whether the other party should be shot or not is open to question.

  He could use this as an excuse to bring Chu Mo to the police station for questioning.

  Of course, Feng Jianzhang knew that Chu Mo was definitely not ordinary.

  So it has to be fast.

  Sitting to death, Chu Mo was too defensive.

  After Feng Jianzhang hung up the phone, he rushed away.

  Dare to deal with it.

  ······

  Chumo and Yang Ying, Liu Yifei, Yan Danchen, Susan and others were eating.

  At this moment, Jarvis's voice rang.

  "Sir, I have something to report to you."

  Now all the women know that Chumo has created an artificial intelligence.

  Very powerful.

  Now they also have such an artificial intelligence in their mobile phones.

  Just a subroutine written by Jarvis.

  Its functions and abilities are not as powerful as Jarvis.

  However, after the supercomputer is shipped from East Ying, Jarvis' ability can go further.

  ······

  "What's the matter?" Chu Mo couldn't help asking.

  Then, Jarvis told Chumo the recording of Feng Jianzhang's phone call.

  Since Cao Guowei told Chumo about Feng Jianzhang, Jarvis automatically monitored Feng Jianzhang's phone and surrounding surveillance.

  I didn't expect it, it really paid off.

  Hearing the recording of the phone call, the women's faces were filled with worry.

  "Husband..." The girls looked at Chu Mo.

  "Don't worry," Chumo saw the worry of the girls, "Jarvis, help me connect Zhao Donglai's call."

  Feng Jianzhang is just a deputy director, while Zhao Donglai is the real director.

  Who is more arrogant is clear at a glance.

  Officials crushed people to death.

  Don't look at the difference with only one "vice" word.

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