I Just Want to Be a Salted Fish in Peace

　　"morning!"

　　Lin Xian smiled and greeted the young lady, put on her headphones and started jogging.

　　Half an hour later, Lin Xian stepped off the treadmill, and the young lady handed over a bottle of water again.

　　"Thank you!"

　　After taking a sip of water, Lin Xian suddenly said, "I'm leaving today."

　　"I'll stay for a few more days, see you by fate!" Miss Sister smiled.

　　"Goodbye by fate!"

　　After returning to the room to take a shower, he packed his backpack and went to the second floor for breakfast.

　　While eating breakfast, Yan Xiaoman also sent a prestige message: Lin Xian, I can't go to see you today.

　　Lin Xian replied: It's okay, are you going to go out later?

　　Yan Xiaoman quickly replied: No, my aunt seems to suspect that I am in a relationship and is interrogating me from the side.

　　"puff!"

　　Lin Xian almost choked on the milk, coughed a few times and then typed: "Then you can confess, am I shameful?"

　　Yan Xiaoman replied: No, my aunt knows that she will definitely tell my parents, let's talk about it after a while.

　　While chatting, Lin Xian finished his breakfast.

　　After putting on the shoulder bag and checking out at the front desk, Lin Xian set off on his journey home.

　　……

　　When we returned to Jiangzhen City, the time had come to the afternoon.

　　Lin Xian did not go home, but took a taxi directly to his hotel.

　　It was already past lunch time, and the restaurant seemed extraordinarily deserted.

　　Seeing him walk in, Wang Hongmei said in surprise: "When did you come back? I don't know how to call ahead."

　　"Just arrived!"

　　Wang Hongmei asked concerned: "Have you eaten yet?"

　　"Nope!"

　　Fast food on the high-speed train was too bad, so Lin Xian only ate some potato chips to pad his stomach.

　　Seeing that he hadn't eaten lunch yet, Wang Hongmei shouted at the back kitchen, "Lin Guodong, cook two dishes for your son!"

　　"Yo, Xiaoxian is back?"

　　Hearing this, Lin Guodong came out of the back kitchen with a cigarette in his mouth.

　　Lin Xian put down his backpack, took out the jade bracelet and lighter, and said with a smile, "Mom and Dad, I bought some gifts for you in this time."

　　Hearing that their son brought a gift for them, the old couple felt extremely comfortable and hurriedly took their gifts. .

Chapter 28

　　Whether jade is good or not, you can tell by looking at it.

　　Wang Hongmei looked at the jade bracelet in her hand and frowned, "Son, does this jade bracelet cost a lot of money?"

　　"It's okay, more than [-]!"

　　Seeing his mother's worried eyes, Lin Xian couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, mother, I bought this at the Yuyuan Jewelry Store, and you will pay ten if you fake it."

　　"Oh, that's fine."

　　Yuyuan's reputation is not bad, Wang Hongmei couldn't help but feel relieved, and immediately blamed: "Don't buy such an expensive gift next time, if you accidentally break it, it will be very distressing!"

　　Lin Guodong played with the lighter with satisfaction, nodded and said, "This lighter is not bad, but I have never heard of the brand."

　　"Cartier's, more than [-]!" Lin Xian laughed.

　　"what?"

　　Wang Hongmei gave up after hearing it, "A broken lighter costs more than [-]? Why is it so expensive to buy it? It's just a fire, just buy one or two yuan!"

　　"Wang Hongmei, what do you mean?" Lin Guodong raised his brows and retorted: "Can a plastic lighter of one or two dollars be the same as this one?"

　　After the old couple's daily bickering, Lin Guodong returned to the back kitchen to cook two dishes for Lin Xian, and then went to show off next door with a cigarette.

　　I ate the local dishes in Modu for two or three days, and once again I ate the Sichuan dishes made by my father, and I felt very cordial.

　　Lin Guodong's craftsmanship is naturally worthless. A Maoxue is spicy and fragrant. As for Mapo tofu, he can eat three or four bowls of white rice.

　　After eating, Lin Xian consciously cleaned up the tableware.

　　Seeing this, Wang Hongmei said, "I'll collect it later, you can go back and rest!"

　　"It's okay, I'm not tired." Lin Xian waved his hand.

　　After tidying up the table and washing the dishes, he picked up his backpack and said, "Mom, I'll go back first."

　　"Go!"

　　……

　　Lin Xian didn't go home immediately, but went to the stationery store to buy a pen and a few copybooks.

　　This is the first skill he is going to learn, hard pen calligraphy!

　　As the saying goes, look at words like people.

　　Whether a person's character is written well or not, you can roughly see how the person's character is.

　　And the elegant and free handwriting of good characters will undoubtedly make people feel good, which is why Lin Xian prefers hard pen calligraphy.

　　Back home, turned on the air conditioner, Lin Xian sat at the desk, spread out the copybook and began to practice calligraphy.

　　Beginners learning hard pen calligraphy start from the most basic imitation.

　　If you want to have your own calligraphy style, at least wait until the expert level.

　　Lin Xian chose to imitate the works of Ren Ping, a master of hard pen calligraphy.This gentleman has won the highest prize in the National Pen Calligraphy Competition for three consecutive years. His style is elegant and free, with the style of Wei and Jin Dynasties.

　　Practicing calligraphy is very boring, but when you calm down, you will find the fun in it.

　　Especially when I see beautiful words born under my own pen, the sense of accomplishment is indescribable.

　　Before you know it, an hour has passed.

　　After Lin Xian wrote the last word, he put down his pen and stretched.

　　In the early days of hard pen calligraphy, practice made perfect. There are no other shortcuts. There are only two characters. Write more!

　　Practice calligraphy for an hour every day, this is the task he set for himself.

　　Picking up the phone, he realized that Yan Xiaoman had sent him several letters of prestige.

　　After dialing the phone, Yan Xiaoman asked firstly, "What were you doing just now?"

　　"I bought a few copybooks, and I'm practicing calligraphy!" Lin Xian replied.

　　Yan Xiaoman suddenly became interested, "Hard pen calligraphy or brush calligraphy?"

　　Yan Xiaoman's handwriting is very beautiful and graceful and beautiful, which shows that the little girl usually works hard.

　　After chatting for a while, Yan Xiaoman hung up the phone reluctantly, while Lin Xian pulled out his guitar from the corner.

　　To be honest, if it wasn't for this trip to the magic capital, he would have almost forgotten this guitar.

　　After cleaning up the dust on the guitar, Lin Xian sat on the ground with the guitar in his arms, slowly plucking the strings with his fingertips.

　　Suddenly, a series of beautiful music gradually sounded, echoing in the bedroom.

　　After finishing a song, Lin Xian showed excitement.

　　What he played just now was Paganini's [-] Capriccio, which is one of the more difficult guitar scores.If it was in the past, even if he could play the song completely, he would still make mistakes.But this time, it was not only extremely smooth, but also without the slightest flaw.

　　At present, the domestic folk guitar grades are divided into ten grades from low to high.

　　Lin Xian felt that his current skills should have reached the sixth level, and the next level was the professional level.

　　After playing a few more tunes, he put down the guitar and turned on the computer to fight on the Valoran continent.

　　……

　　In the following days, Lin Xian maintained a good law of life.

　　Get up at 7:[-] in the morning, go for a jog in the community park for half an hour, come back after breakfast, practice hard-pen calligraphy for an hour, and then go to my restaurant to help.

　　Come home in the afternoon, play guitar, and play games.

　　On August [-]th, Yan Xiaoman finally returned from the magic capital, but Lin Xian did not pick her up because Yan Xiaoman said her father would pick her up.

　　In the evening, after eating at their own restaurant, Lin Xian and Wang Hongmei said hello and went out.

　　Riding a small electric donkey to Greenland Park, he saw Yan Xiaoman waiting there.

　　Seeing Lin Xian, Yan Xiaoman suddenly smiled.

　　Stepping forward and holding her little hand, Lin Xian asked, "How was playing in the magic capital?"

　　"No, I'm so bored after you left!" Yan Xiaoman complained.

　　Lin Xian asked curiously, "Didn't Sister Qin Lan accompany her?"

　　"Cousin is miserable. She basically stays in the bedroom every day to write projects, and sometimes she doesn't even bother to eat." Yan Xiaoman said distressedly.

　　This is the case for postgraduate students. There are few courses arranged by the school, and they basically rely on self-study.

　　The professional intensity itself is much more difficult than that of undergraduates, and coupled with the projects arranged by the professors, it will definitely be very busy.

　　Of course, if you have the idea of ​​messing around, it's going to be a lot easier.As for whether or not to graduate, only ghosts know.

　　The two strolled in the park, as if there were endless things to say.

　　After strolling until more than eight o'clock, Yan Xiaoman suddenly said, "Tomorrow, Miao Miao's birthday, please come with me!"

　　The so-called sister Miao Miao is called Miao Shanshan, and she is also a classmate in the first experiment, and one of the so-called three school beauties.