Shenhao with a learning panel

When he got downstairs, Aya was already waiting for him wearing an improved skirt.

very beautiful.

In the past, Li Shi would have definitely appreciated it at this moment, but at this time, his state of mind had been self-adjusted and hinted into a virtual situation.

At this moment, he seemed to be Zhao Mingcheng, a talented young scholar who was born into a noble family.

While waiting for auspicious times.

"Jinshu, let's wait in the front yard."

As he spoke, he took the lead and walked forward.

When Aya saw Li Shi in ancient costume for the first time, her eyes widened and she thought, this is so handsome!
After a moment of shock, the young master walked away, and she quickly followed him.

When they arrived in the front yard, they found that Li Shi was already lying down on a wicker chair under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Occasionally, golden sweet-scented osmanthus flowers fell down in the air with the light autumn wind, swirling, some falling on the ground, and some falling on the scholar's chest. on clothes.

This scene is so beautiful.

The little girl who originally wanted to follow him and sit down unconsciously stopped, fumbled around in her pocket for a while, took out her mobile phone, and quickly took several secret photos of Li Shi before Li Shiyi came.

After taking the photo, make sure the phone is in silent mode and put it away.

With cheerful steps, he came down from the corridor, sat on the small chair next to the wicker chair and the desk, and stayed quietly.

Her mission today was to stay quiet and watch quietly.

Li Shi seemed to be admiring the sweet-scented osmanthus, but in fact he was still making psychological suggestions - when I met Yunjiao, I was still studying in Taixue. At that time, while seeking fame and fame, I secretly made an appointment with that pretty girl.

With the contact, the two people's minds gradually belong to the same place.

At that time, Yunjiao was beautifully dressed and always had a shy smile on her face. She did not dare to look at others for fear that her thoughts would be seen.

Li Shi suddenly stood up from the wicker chair, walked to the desk, picked up the pen, pondered for a moment, then dipped in ink and wrote:

The hibiscus on the embroidered face smiles, and the precious duck flies sideways to line the fragrant cheeks.Only when the eyes are moving can people guess.

One side is charming and full of charm, while the other half is full of tenderness and hatred.The moon moves and the shadows of the flowers come back again.

When writing this poem, his mind was filled with the beautiful and charming appearance of "Yunjiao".

A piece of affection turns into the rhyme of ink, as if to express the meaning of this tender-hearted beauty through the ink marks.

The beauty is clear, the meaning of the words is profound, and the calligraphy has a strong charm.

He suddenly felt something about the understanding of "imagery". He originally wanted to think more deeply, but considering that it was not the right time at this time, he temporarily suppressed it in order not to "make a scene".

Put down the pen and admire the content on the paper for a while. When the ink dries, pick it up and put it aside.

Then, he returned to the wicker chair and sat down.

……

Love in ancient times was light.

Before I knew it, it was time to get married.

Not long after Li Shi lay down again, the sun was setting in the west, the sunset was thousands of miles away, and it was already dusk.

When Li Shiyi came, his steps were gentle.

She stepped on the golden fallen flowers and walked to the middle of the yard. She looked at Li Shi first and then looked at Aiya.

Aiya received the instruction and immediately turned on the stereo.

There is only one piece of classical light music that lasts for nine minutes and 32 seconds. The instruments used are all ancient Chinese instruments, mainly the piano and singing. It was selected and edited by Li Shiyi and her instructor.

Li Shi sat up and looked at the woman in silk and gauze quietly. At this moment, he was not Li Shi, but "Tan Lang".

At this moment, she is not "fellow Li Shiyi", but "Yunjiao".Tanlang's newlyweds.

As the sound of silk and bamboo slowly sounded, the woman slowly squatted down on one leg, as if she was looking in the mirror in front of the window, dressing up carefully to meet her newlywed husband later.

It is late summer and early autumn, and in the yard outside the window, sweet-scented osmanthus flowers are falling in the sunset.

Suddenly, the wind picked up.

……

Tan Lang stared at the lady on the field, looking at her infatuatedly.

I don’t know when I came to the book desk again. In a soft and happy atmosphere, the book wrote:

In the evening, a gust of wind and rain washes away the heat.After finishing the Sheng spring, she lightly put on makeup on Linghua.

The crimson silk threads are thin and the ice is shiny, and the snow is greasy and fragrant.Laughing Tanlang: Tonight, the pillow on the pillow in the kitchen is cool.

……

The two have been married for many years. Although they still love each other, their life is not satisfactory. In order to get rid of the hustle and bustle and intrigues in the court, Tanlang and Yunjiao return to their hometown in the countryside to live together.

There is also a big osmanthus tree in the yard of my hometown.

It’s Mid-Autumn Festival again.

As the days after returning home became dull, the two of them gradually calmed down from the excitement in Bianliang, and they were able to enjoy the flowers and have fun.

only……

The faint resentment is hidden in Yunjiao's heart and always lingers.

Yunjiao told no one about this resentment, but others didn't know it, so how could Tanlang, who loved him deeply, not know it?
It's all in the poem praising osmanthus:
Dark, light yellow body and soft nature.The traces of love are far away, but the fragrance remains.Why does it need light green and deep red? It is naturally the best among flowers.

Mei is jealous, chrysanthemum should be ashamed.The opening of the painting lantern crowns the Mid-Autumn Festival.Scholars can be ruthless, why can't they come to an end?

……

Things are unpredictable.

In just ten years, Yunjiao never imagined that her country and her little family would encounter such a big change.

After suffering the pain of losing her country and losing her husband one after another, she lost her fresh innocence in the displacement.

Looking at the same yellow flowers on the ground again, and thinking of the beautiful days when I met Tanlang, I felt endless desolation in my heart.

……

When the music slowly stopped, Li Shi felt as if his soul was out of body.

Watching the people dancing in the courtyard looking for their lovers and the women from the past.

He was like a deceased person standing in another world, obviously close at hand, but invisible and unable to speak.

Thick emotions were suppressed and accumulated in his chest.

In the end, it felt like her whole body was going to explode. As the woman curled up on the ground, holding up the ruined petals, the last syllable fell.

His hands were suddenly able to move!

Li Shi, who was already extremely depressed, picked up the brush on the table like lightning, moistened the ink and swung the pen, melting all the squeezed emotions and emotions into the thick ink.

The truth is-

Searching and searching, deserted and miserable.It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold.Three cups and two cups of light wine, how can I defeat him? The wind comes late and the wind comes in a hurry!The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.

The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, and they are haggard and damaged. Who is worthy of picking them now?Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness!The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk.This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!
All at once.

When I finally finished writing "How can one word be so sad?" I threw away the pen and took a long breath. It was like a heavy burden had been lifted off me, and I felt extremely relaxed.

He saw Li Shiyi over there still lying on the ground, with his shoulders hunched up and down. He must have been so emotional that he couldn't help himself. He thought about going over to help him up and give her a warm hug, so he got up and walked over.

"Yunjiao, are you okay?"

He walked up to the woman and asked softly.

Li Shiyi raised her head, her pretty face already filled with pear blossoms and rain.The makeup is all gone.

But when she saw Li Shi, she suddenly forgot to sob, and her whole body was fixed there, staring at his face longingly.

The next second, she suddenly rushed over, hooked Li Shi's neck, and covered his mouth with her red lips!

This kiss was very deep and long.

He seemed to be talking: Tanlang, I finally see you again.

Li Shi was a little confused at first.

He is quite cruel to himself, and he is very thorough when giving psychological suggestions, but his independent personality is extremely strong, so after writing the third poem, he immediately broke away from the situation.

So now he is Li Shi, not Tanlang.

Li Shi subconsciously wanted to break free, but felt that it would be too hurtful if he broke free.

It's better to do it...

After four or five minutes, she quickly let go.

……

Li Shiyi stood there still a little confused.

Different from being immersed in emotions before, now the kiss was too long and the brain was confused due to lack of oxygen.

"you……"

Aya's voice sounded next to her, but she hesitated to speak.

This voice seemed to have magic. After Li Shiyi heard it, all his strength returned and he recovered instantly. He immediately said: "I'm going to take off my makeup and change clothes."

After saying that, he quickly turned around and ran towards the house as if to escape.

Li Shi smiled, knowing that she was trying to avoid embarrassment.

"Brother Shi, is it over?"

Li Shi turned around, looked at Aiya with a resentful expression, and nodded: "It's over."

As he spoke, he remembered that when he wrote those three poems before, he followed the psychological hints and the situations Li Shiyi created with dance. He was immersed in them, and immediately became excited as if divine help had come to him.

The long preparations were not in vain.

This time the harvest was great, at least it was a wonderful product!

He immediately turned around and came to the desk. Just as he was about to check out this creation, Aiya came over and asked, "Brother Shi, you and Sister Shiyi, you..."

Li Shi turned to look at her. Seeing her expression, he immediately knew what she wanted to express. He smiled and said: "Shiyi and I are just friends and partners. I was just too involved just now. I was immersed in it and couldn't help myself."

After a slight pause, to help her understand, he added: "Just like a good actor will get into the scene when he is acting."

"Well, the dance performed by Sister Shiyi just now was really beautiful, and I was fascinated by it. But in the end, she...it took too long. Do you think Sister Shiyi will be unable to perform?"

Li Shi shook his head: "Probably not."

Her embarrassment in the end was obviously over.

He turned around and fixed his gaze on the desk. In the long scroll, three poems jumped on the paper like an excellent female poet from different periods.

Every word and sentence is full of charm.

Li Shi looked at it without even blinking - he was savoring it, chewing and digesting it over and over again.

After about twenty minutes, the sky turned completely dark.

Li Shi picked up all the works and returned to the room, telling Aiya: "I have important things and I need to stay in a closed room. Don't disturb me until I come out."

Aiya put down the brush and inkstone in her hands and nodded obediently: "Okay, I'm going to find Sister Shiyi. It's too early for dinner today. We'll prepare supper for you when you come out."

"Ah."

Li Shi reached out and rubbed her head gently.

After the little girl went out, he closed the door and immediately sat at the desk, continuing to stare at the work consisting of three poems and slowly recalling it.

After half an hour, he took out his notebook again and began to summarize.

"This time not only has the experience of creating wonderful works been increased, but more importantly, through this creation, Meiren Calligraphy has taken a big step forward."

"My personal style is closer to Dacheng!"

A calligrapher's personal style is his calligraphy.

For Li Shi, the day when his personal style matures is also when he is promoted from (professional) to (professional+)!
By that time, from a purely historical perspective, he would be on an equal footing with figures at the top of the pyramid such as Wang Xizhi, Ouyang Xun, Zhang Zhi and Zhang Xu in terms of the level of calligraphy art.

Of course, it’s just artistic level, not artistic achievement.

The calligraphy works of those few have long been famous all over the world and will remain in the long history. In terms of achievements, they are considered "calligraphy masters".

Li Shi's ultimate goal is naturally to become a master of calligraphy, so what he needs to do next is to become famous and spread the word - he is already preparing and laying out these things.

He didn't know how long it took, but he finished writing the entire notebook, took a new one from his bag, and continued writing for more than ten pages. Then he put down the pen and stared at the new work for a while.

The more you look at it, the better your mood becomes.

Worth it!

With this piece of work, even if there is no harvest later, the trip to southern Anhui is completely worth it!

I got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After coming back, I changed my clothes and moved my body in the middle of the small living room. After the water stains on my hair and hands were completely dry, I picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote in small regular script.

Named-"Osmanthus Falling".

It's a pity that I didn't bring the seal with me when I came out this time. I can only stamp it when I return to Tanzhou later.

After finishing the payment and putting down the pen, Li Shi looked at the painting "Falling Osmanthus" again, and then at the two notebooks stacked together, showing a smile full of accomplishment.

Then the learning panel was called up——

Name: Li Shi

Constitution: 34.9
Wealth: 23.491 [whether to exchange]

Currently Learning: Calligraphy (Professional)

Learning Completion Libraries: Etc.

The content on the panel did not change much, but when he stared at the calligraphy he was learning, he could vaguely feel that his next promotion was getting closer.

"The core foundation of the beauty calligraphy style has been almost laid through works such as "Missing the King", "Osmanthus Falling", "Beauty Bath" and so on. The next step is to continue creating and climb to the top!"

Li Shi smiled, thought about it, took back the panel, found his cell phone from the corner of the desk, and prepared to send a message to Wu Yuan, asking her to make an appointment for him and the framer Gu Xiao.

Only then did I realize that it was already [-]:[-] at night.

I was so involved in the aftertaste and summary of this creation that I didn’t feel the passage of time at all.

There were a lot of unread messages on the phone. When I unlocked it, I saw that some of them were sent by Aiya and Li Shiyi. They looked at the time too late and wanted to ask how they were doing, but they couldn't bother him by knocking on the door, so they sent a message. Ask for information.

First look at Aiya's WeChat: "Brother Shi, haven't you finished retreating yet? It's so late, I won't have to sleep alone today. (Poor)"

Li Shi smiled and replied: "Okay, I'll come out right away. Have you made your midnight snack?"

After returning to the past, he suddenly realized that this sketching had been successfully completed ahead of schedule, so...

It seems like you don’t have to worry about affecting Li Shiyi’s condition anymore? (End of chapter)