Li Xiaoqian felt her heart beat hard.

Feel the pill.

She didn’t know what was wrong with her?

I still hate him in the morning, what’s going on now? Why does my heart beat faster?

I hate this feeling.

Even if he wrote well, it was nothing remarkable, she comforted herself.

“What, the note was given to my grandfather, can I write another one?” Li Xiaoqian said a little embarrassed.

This love poem was not appropriate for her grandfather.

Li Muge nodded, “Yes, what font does your grandfather like?” ”

“My grandfather likes Wang Xizhi’s books very much, you can just write with lines.”

Li Muge nodded, spread out a framed rice paper, picked up a pen, and wrote.

“Although the turtle is long, there is still a time. The snake rides the fog, and finally becomes ash. Lao Ji is determined to be thousands of miles. The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong. The period of profit and contraction is not only in the day. The blessing of nourishment can lead to eternal life. Fortunately, even ya, sing to sing. ”

Drop the money, put the pen on hold.

This song “Turtle Although Shou” by Cao Cao is a perfect gift to Li Xiaoqian’s grandfather.

“Thank you.” Li Xiaoqian took over “Turtle Although Shou”.

Li Muge said with a smile, “Then you will be kind to me in the future.” ”

“Hmm!” Li Xiaoqian nodded.

Li Muge scratched his head, this atmosphere felt strange.

Mom, I originally just wanted to tease her, but I ended up having an extra girlfriend, and now looking at her meek appearance, I clearly have a good impression of him.

This is really digging a hole and burying yourself.

But if you think about it, there doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with it.

Li Xiaoqian’s personality is straightforward, dare to love and hate, and is quite good.

When he thought like this, his heart relaxed.

“Let’s go back.”

After writing the post, Li Muge was already planning to go back to school.

The group of four walked outside the antique street.

On the way, Li Muge couldn’t help but provoke Li Xiaoqian again.

“Long legs, don’t forget our bet.”

“Ugh!” When Li Xiaoqian heard this, she was a little nervous, and her face turned red, “No, the girl’s first . The night can only be given to one’s own husband. ”

She said as she shook her hand.

It was really embarrassing for her, carrying the box, holding two more letters, and making such a difficult action as shaking her hand.

The corners of Li Muge’s face raised a playful smile, “You can’t play tricks, I’m looking forward to it, just waiting for the end of my place.” The male body. ”

Li Xiaoqian was anxious, “No, you said as long as the first .wen.” ”

Li Muge said with a smile, “It’s not that you said that I defeated the Japanese calligrapher, Chu. Night also give me? ”

“That’s a joke, haha, just kidding.” Li Xiaoqian is going to play tricks.

Having seen Li Muge’s calligraphy, she already believed that Li Muge could defeat the Japanese calligraphers, and how dare she say anything about the bet.

“Then you still owe me a wen, and we will calculate it together when the time comes.”

Li Muge kept teasing Li Xiaoqian, making her unable to parry.

After leaving the antique street, several people took a taxi back to school.

Antique Street.

Zhang Yu’s shop.

There is no lively and good looking, and the crowd of onlookers has already walked away.

Inside the store.

Zhang Yu was framing Li Muge’s words.

He stroked gently, as if stroking. Touching the lover’s face is as warm as ever. Soft.

“Good words, good words” he was completely intoxicated by it, “this word should only be in heaven, and I will see you a few times on earth.”

“What word is rare to see in the world?” A hearty laugh came, and an old man in his fifties and in high spirits walked into the store.

“Professor Huang Zhongnan, rare customer, why do you have time to come to my small shop?” Zhang Yu said with a smile.

The person who came was Huang Zhongnan, who Li Muge wanted to find.

Huang Zhongnan sighed, “I’m in a hurry now, and I’m under a lot of pressure, so I come to the antique street to wander around.” ”

“What’s wrong?” Zhang Yu asked, “But because of the Japanese calligraphy competition?” ”

Huang Zhongnan nodded, “The Japanese country came prepared, and the situation is not good.” ”

“Oops!” Zhang Yu suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed, “Blame me, something bad happened.” ”

“What’s wrong?” Zhang Yu was startled and made him curious.

“Do you know about my friends with ancient ink?” Zhang Yu asked.

Huang Zhongnan nodded, he knew this, he was also very hungry for Zhang Yu’s ancient ink, but unfortunately cursive writing was not his strong point, and he and Zhang Yu were acquaintances and it was difficult to start, otherwise he would have already hit the door to challenge.

“Just now, Gu Yan let a young man take it.” Zhang Yu recalled, “This young man’s calligraphy is very good, not only cursive writing is good, but also good writing. ”

“It’s not that I’m blowing nonsense, Professor Huang, your book is not enough to read.” Zhang Yu looked admiring.

“What’s going on?” Huang Zhongnan was interested.

His book can be described as a must in China, and there is no one who dares to say that he is better than him. Now Zhang Yu said that there was a young man who beat him, which made him a little curious.

“Can there be a word left?” He asked.

“The young master left a cursive writing, you come and see it.” Zhang Yu proudly pointed to the note left by Li Muge.

“This word…” Huang Zhongnan glanced at it, his eyes full of shock, “It’s really rare to see it in the world.” ”

It’s so well written.

Cursive writing is not his strong point, and he is difficult to follow.

However, as far as he knows, the cursive writers of some cursive masters in China are not even qualified to carry shoes for this character.

This young man is nothing more than an unearthly wizard.

“Where is that master? Bring him to me, no, take me to him. ”

He grabbed Zhang Yu’s arm, full of excitement.

Although there is only cursive writing, looking at the level of this cursive writing, we can see that what Zhang Yu said is true, and the young master’s writing is only afraid to surpass him.

God bless China, Huang Zhongnan cheered in his heart.

If he can be moved to compete, cursive writing and Xingshu will win. Now after media reports, domestic calligraphers are under great pressure.

Looking at the level of this cursive writing alone, the calligrapher in Japan does not even have the qualifications to lift shoes for him, and hope is in front of him. The problem that has plagued him for days seems to be about to be solved.

Zhang Yu said embarrassedly, “That’s why I said something bad.” ”

“What do you mean?” Huang Zhongnan had a bad feeling.

“I patronized the calligraphy and forgot to invite him to participate in the calligraphy competition with Japan, and I didn’t leave his contact information.” Zhang Yu said a little embarrassed.

“You, you…” Huang Zhongnan was a little angry and corrupted.

He sighed, “It’s a pity that it’s a step late, and it’s really God’s providence.” “_

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