Restart the Gaming Era

Old Gold looked excited.

Before that, he was still thinking about watching Zhong Ming come out, and pick out some low-level mistakes after the words were written. Let him know that calligraphy of such level as "Manuscript of Offerings to Nephew" is not written by anyone.

But now, Lao Jin no longer has this idea.

He now has an idea, and quickly get the electronic version of this word over, go back to Lintong a hundred times, no, a thousand times!

Although the calligraphers of this world can no longer see the authenticity of many famous calligraphy pieces, other remnants of ancient copybooks can still be seen, and their appreciation ability is still available.

Seeing this "Manuscript of Offerings to Nephew", Lao Jin even had an illusion that this was the real thing!

Even if Yan Zhenqing is reborn, it may be written like this!

Of course, there are more details, you have to go back and verify them slowly and taste them carefully.

Therefore, Lao Jin asked Zhong Ming how much the electronic version of this painting would be sold.

Zhong Ming smiled: "I can donate this character to the Calligraphy Association, but I hope that the Calligraphy Association can help me a little bit, and wait for the" Ink and Cloud Smoke "game to be done. . "

Lao Jin froze, then nodded: "Okay! That's easy! But, are you sure you want to donate to the Calligraphy Association?"

Zhong Ming nodded: "donate. Traditional calligraphy is an art belonging to all Huaxia people and even the whole world. It is my pleasure to let more people see this" Manuscript for the Nephew. " Good development is also a good thing. OK, we still have something to do, we have to rush back to Ming'an and leave first. "

"Hey, wait, give me this electronic version first!" Lao Jin said quickly.

Zhong Ming smiled: "I'm posting on Weibo, please take it for yourself."

...

Zhong Ming donated the word "Manuscript to the Nephew" to the Calligraphy Association, but it did not mean that the copyright was given together.

Zhong Ming means that the calligraphy association should use this word to communicate and learn, and it can be used at will.

But if some commercial companies want to use this word, they still have to come here to buy the copyright.

The reason is also very simple. The character itself is not Zhong Ming's creation. It is nothing more than the transcription of Yan Zhenqing's true story with the help of calligraphy.

It's a good thing to have the Manuscript of the Nephew come back, but it's boring if you keep thinking about making a lot of money with it.

Just like Zhong Ming uploaded songs such as "PaiRim", it only costs 1 yuan for everyone to download, but does not sell copyright. In the final analysis, it is to make the works of these masters better known and loved by everyone, not copied. Profitable.

Zhong Ming posted "Manuscript to the Nephew" on Weibo, waiting for Lao Jin to pick it up.

After posting, Zhong Ming suddenly found several "Follow Private Messages".

The so-called "Follow Private Message" is the private message sent by the blogger concerned to himself, which is different from the ordinary private message. After all, bloggers who follow are generally people with heads and faces, different from ordinary private messages.

Zhong Ming opened it and Tang Ying sent it.

"Excuse me, I'm Tang Ying. Uh, I have something to ask for your help. I don't know if it's inconvenient in the near future? Give me a contact method and talk in detail."

Confirmed it, it is indeed Tang Ying's Weibo.

"Strange, what can she do for me?"

Zhong Ming was kind of wondering.

Speaking of which, Tang Ying indirectly helped Zhong Ming a lot.

Chanel's os, the "Empty Road to Lurking" and the "Overtime Dog Survival Manual" propaganda are all counted.

Of course, Tang Ying went to os Chanel or played a game live by Zhong Ming for the effect of his live broadcast, but in any case, it did bring a lot of attention to Zhong Ming.

Therefore, Zhong Ming sent her linking account in the past.

It didn't take long for a friend application to be sent.

"Hello, is it convenient now, open a video?" Tang Ying was very direct.

Zhong Ming replied, "Wait for the evening or tomorrow. I will have to fly back to Ming'an this afternoon."

Tang Ying asked, "Are you not in Ming'an?"

Zhong Ming: "Yes, flying to Guanghua City, just happened."

"... where are you, I'll go to you."

...

On the other side, Lao Jin came out of the cafeteria, opened the bracelet while walking home, and found Zhongming Weibo to start refreshing.

Jin Xi's home is not far from Guanghua Art Institute, and it takes only a few minutes to walk.

Walking with a dull head, suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Lao Jin! Lao Jin!"

Jin Xi looked up, and Du Mingxian didn't know what he was doing, but happened to be in school.

Du Mingxian watched Lao Jin's behavior in a hurry, and joked: "How did Lao Jin go so hurried, hey, the contestant named Zhong Ming? Didn't you say you should talk to him well and let people go?

Lao Jin said angrily: "Hit a fart! I almost lost my lord! Forget it, I have no time to take care of you, I have to go home, something big!"

Du Mingxian was puzzled: "How old is this, Jin Jin, the lottery hasn't seen you take it so seriously."

Lao Jin brushed it several times, and finally brushed out the Weibo of "Secretary's Manuscript".

He quickly downloaded it and sent it to the president of the calligraphy association.

Within a minute, Qian Taishu, the president of the Calligraphy Association, called: "The Manuscript to the Nephew! What is this master's work? You never wrote it?"

Lao Jin replied: "If only I wrote it! I feel a bit wicked when I say it. Someone recently invited me to participate in a game art concept contest called GGAC. As a judge, I thought about my calligraphy, This is a soy sauce, and the result ... "

Lao Jin simply recounted what happened to Zhong Ming.

Mr. Qian was so annoyed at the phone that he stomped his chest and said, "Such a calligraphy genius, would you let him run away?"

Old Jin Yiyi: "What makes him run away? Then you mean I can't tie him to the calligraphy association?"

Mr. Qian thought for a while: "Yes, you ca n’t take him as a young man. This is a genius once in a thousand years! It ’s incredible that you can write the" Manuscript for the Nephew "to this extent! What is his name Do you know where to live? I'll go visit myself the next day! "

Lao Jin: "... I didn't ask!"

Mr. Qian was furious and swear: "Lao Jin, you waste ~ www.readwn.com ~ What do you want!"

Lao Jin was speechless: "You are so confused! Ask me where I live, is it appropriate! With his Weibo, you can ask yourself! I wrote the" Manuscript for the Nephew ", hum."

...

A cafe outside the Guanghua Art Institute.

Zhong Ming was drinking coffee alone.

Tickets were booked at more than six in the afternoon, because I was worried that there would be delays in the review, so I made a lot of advances, but I didn't expect to be finished in the morning.

Zhou Sen had a few classmates in Guanghua City, and they walked away, saying that they would meet Zhong Ming at the airport.

Zhong Ming made an appointment with Tang Ying and met at a cafe outside the Guanghua Art Institute.

Zhong Ming didn't really know that Tang Ying was from Guanghua City, and it looks like he graduated from Guanghua Art College.

I don't know what major I studied, but after graduating from such a famous school, it is also a personal talent to be a full-time anchor.