Interstellar writer is a meow

"What's wrong? What's wrong with my hand?" Xiao Yue looked down at her hand, was there something dirty?No, it's clean.

Le Zhengyuan didn't know why, so he said nonsense with a sullen face: "He shook hands with you and you shook hands? Don't you know that some villains might plot against you?"

Xiao Yue's eyes widened: "A plot!"

Le Zhengyuan nodded: "For example, what kind of medicine to apply on your hand, what kind of needle to pinch... If your hand is injured, you will not be able to write."

Xiao Yue looked at her hands in horror: "Really? Is there such a thing?"

Le Zhengyuan said: "Don't underestimate the danger of people's hearts."

After speaking, he took out a pack of wet tissues and wiped Xiao Yuezai's hands carefully.

Xiao Yue was often wiped by Le Zhengyuan with his paws, but now that he was holding his wrists and wiping his hands, he didn't feel anything wrong.He just said: "It's not that serious, is it? I don't think he is a bad guy who can use small tricks."

While wiping his paws, Le Zhengyuan dragged him to the crowd of the Huameng delegation: "With your experience, what can you be sure of?"

Xiao Yue moved her mouth, but finally shut up obediently.

Well, his experience cannot be compared with that of the owner.Although he is not necessarily younger than the owner in two previous lives, but the owner has learned more than him and experienced more, it looks like two generations, it is really more popular than others.

I heard a saying in my previous life that children from rich families have a higher starting point than you, have more experience and capital, and work harder than you. How can you compare with others.He felt that when he saw the owner, he deeply felt this helplessness.

"What are you looking at?" Le Zhengyuan was actually a little embarrassed after talking nonsense.He felt that he was a little childish.

Xiao Yue said truthfully: "Look at you. Owner, you are amazing!"

Le Zhengyuan: "..." I feel even more embarrassed.

Le Zhengyuan had no choice but to change the subject: "Call me Brother Yuan outside, don't yell indiscriminately, and be careful of the media's scribbling."

"Writing indiscriminately, just write indiscriminately." Xiao Yue said, "Okay, Brother Yuan."

Le Zhengyuan threw the wet tissue into the trash can, pushed Xiao Yue and said: "Go to Grandpa's place quickly. We will meet at the exhibition place."

Xiao Yue nodded: "Okay." He ran towards Jian Fu who was recruiting him.

Le Zhengyuan watched him run away, stretched out his hand and scratched his hair in annoyance, making his very stylish hair look unruly.

He sighed, with a very obvious look of annoyance on his face.

His behavior just now was too childish.

"Hey, where did you go?" Xi Zheng walked over and looked at Le Zhengyuan and his hair in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Le Zhengyuan straightened his hair, straightened his face, and said, "It's nothing."

Xi Zheng didn't continue to ask, but just joked: "The look you had just now seemed to be that of a young man in his 20s who was sleepy because of love. But speaking of it, you were only in your 20s, but you usually acted too evil, Make people forget your age."

"Besieged by love?" Le Zhengyuan's expression was stiff, obviously shocked by thunder.

Xi Zheng obviously didn't think that Le Zhengyuan would be troubled by love, he smiled and said: "It's really similar, be careful to be photographed by the media, and I will write you a mess."

The corner of Le Zhengyuan's mouth twitched: "Let them write."

He quickened his pace and left Xi Zheng behind.

Xi Zheng complained: "I came here with good intentions to tell you to go, isn't it too much for you?"

Le Zhengyuan was so upset that he couldn't pay attention to Xi Zheng's complaints.

he?Lovesick?Because of that stupid, mean cat?

The big joke of slipping the world!

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After Xiao Yue ran into the exchange team, Jian Fu held Xiao Yue's shoulder and asked quietly: "What did my stupid grandson tell you?"

Xiao Yue hurriedly repeated Le Zhengyuan's words, and he expressed his anger that people's hearts are so sinister!

Jian Fu: "..." My grandson is obviously trying to scare Lele, right?Is Lele serious?

But at this time, as a good grandfather, he can't tear down his grandson's platform.

So he nodded and said, "That's right, you should be careful. You must abide by the proper etiquette, but at the same time, you must also pay attention to safety."

Xiao Yue clenched her fists: "I will definitely pay attention!"

Jian Fu thought, teasing this child is really fun, no wonder his grandson keeps teasing him.

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The venue of the exchange meeting is in a large convention and exhibition center.Everything has already been arranged there.When Xiao Yue and others arrived, all the works they used for communication had been hung up, and their names and introductions were marked for people to watch.

The place of this exhibition will be opened to the general public after the exchange groups from various countries visit it.

In addition to this place, the venue also opened up a special place for calligraphers to communicate with.They can chat and learn about their calligraphy skills there.

Only the media and sponsors can go to this place, and ordinary people cannot go there.

However, there will be live performances by calligraphers in the future, and Huameng will hand over the performance this time to Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue's Feibai is very suitable for live display.And he is also the youngest participant in the Huameng.

After Xiao Yue listened to the process, she thought to herself that the other party would probably attack when they had to exchange ideas alone.I don't know what form the other party will take.

Could it be that everyone writes together and sees who can write better?

While thinking wildly, he hid himself among the large number of members of the exchange group of the Huameng to visit the exhibition.

When the cat is outside, it always wants to hide its body and minimize its presence, and Xiao Yue is no exception.

Although the effect of his hiding is not very good, the eyes of the exchange groups from other countries are always focused on him.

Xiao Yue couldn't help the sweat dripping from his forehead again.He's not very good at being the center of attention.The owner wasn't here, and he couldn't find anyone to block his view.

Fortunately, grandpa is still here, which can give him some psychological comfort.

Seeing that Xiao Yue seemed to be nervous, Jian Fu took him with him, explaining the calligraphy sheets of the exhibition one by one, and introduced to him the identity of the authors of these calligraphy works and their status in the calligraphy world.

Xiao Yue concentrated her attention on her calligraphy works, and finally forgot her nervousness for a while, and began to talk more.

Seeing that Xiao Yue's appreciation of calligraphy works is no less than her own, Jian Fu was surprised and took it for granted.

With Xiao Yue's handwriting alone, his appreciation of calligraphy works will not be low.

While Xiao Yue and Jian Fu were chatting about calligraphy works with great interest, a red-haired, blue-eyed alien ally came over to greet Jian Fu.

Jian Fu smiled and introduced: "Come on, Lele, let me introduce you. This is your grandfather and my good friend, Earl Lee Strong. Your name is Earl Strong. Lee, my children don't need to give any more advice. Did you introduce it once?"

Strong said with a smile: "No need, I am familiar with what you said. Xiao, hello, just call me Strong."

Xiao Yue hurriedly said, "Hello Earl Strong."

"It's called Strong," Strong said emphatically.

Xiao Yue hurriedly looked at Jian Fu for help.

Jian Fu smiled and said, "Call it Mr. Strong. My children are more entangled with these things, Li, don't mind."

Strong sighed and said, "Well, you Huameng people just have a lot of red tape."

Jian Fu said, "You guys from the League of Legends are similar, right?"

Strong shrugged: "Well, there's a lot of red tape."

Xiao Yue looked at Strong curiously.League of Nations?Is it the former British Star Alliance?He thought that Europe would form a Star Alliance, but after so many years, the unification of Europe still hasn't been realized.

Well, it is true that the possibility of realizing it is too small.

Strong said: "Xiao's handwriting is indeed very good. Who did he learn from? It's not like your handwriting."

Jian Fu said: "How can you be like me? I have acquaintance with his peers in calligraphy. He learned from his grandparents."

Strong didn't continue to ask, he probably guessed something, said: "Young man, work hard, the sun always comes after the storm."

The corners of Xiao Yue's mouth twitched. Although this member of the League of Legends spoke Chinese well, he always liked to use idioms and colloquialisms, which sounded a bit awkward.

"Thank you, Mr. Strong, I'm still a long way off, and I will continue to work hard." Xiao Yue said modestly.

Strong patted Xiao Yue on the shoulder and said, "Xiao, it's right to be modest, but you can't underestimate yourself."

Yes, another idiom.Xiao Yue nodded obediently.

Strong came here specially to get acquainted with this legendary young genius in calligraphy.

Yamato came out with a genius who shocked the calligraphy world, and even challenged Huameng specifically.Originally, he told his friends that Huameng might lose face this time.Unexpectedly, Huameng has a profound background, before it was silent, but now it is said to show a genius, and the genius appeared immediately.

And this genius word can indeed break away from the ranks of geniuses and be called a master.

How do you say this, the master is among the people?It seems that Huameng always likes people like sweeping monks.

Well, from a series of psychological activities of Strong, we know that this person is a fan of Huameng culture, and he is also a Huameng culture expert.

Strong was very happy to hear that Xiao Yue was good at running script—he was also good at running script.

He immediately pulled Xiao Yue to his writing and asked Xiao Yue to comment on him, without any intention of treating Xiao Yue as a junior.

Xiao Yue looked at Strong's words and was a little surprised.

When he was studying virtually, he was used to seeing the good characters of the ancients, but this is a foreigner, so it is really good to write like this.

In the era when he lived, the art of Chinese calligraphy was the entertainment of the Chinese people, and at most, there were several surrounding countries with Chinese character culture.Now the art of Chinese calligraphy has become one of the most popular art categories in the world.

At the same time, the same is true for traditional Chinese painting and folk music.

The promotion of national art still depends on the strong national power.Without a strong national power, it is really not easy to export one's own culture.

Xiao Yue looked around for a while, seeing many people with different skin colors and hair colors shuttle back and forth in the exhibition, visiting these calligraphy works with a fanatical attitude, and exchanging ideas with each other, she couldn't help feeling a surge of enthusiasm in her heart.

This scene is really good, it's so good that it makes people's eyes a little hot.

Xiao Yue lowered her head, pretended to have dust in her eyes, and rubbed her eyes vigorously.

He also boasted to others on the Internet that he hoped that one day, when foreigners learn Chinese characters and Chinese, we will also give them a grading test for their thinking and blessings.

He and his classmates once imagined that the art of Huaguo and the culture of Huaguo would go out, hoping that when they exhibited the art belonging to Huaguo on stage, people from all over the world would applaud them.

But at that time he was so arrogant, and he didn't dare to think that those foreigners were not cheering for them, but just like Chinese people learning oil painting and western musical instruments, there was also an upsurge of learning Chinese art among them, and they took it as the norm. rather than something new.

Just like when the elders of Huaguo used to enroll their children in art classes, it was always piano and violin. Now the elders of the Alien Alliance want their children to learn the piano, the first thing they think of is the instrument of the Huameng.

The sound of the pipa is urgent, the sound of the flute is melodious, and the sound of the qin and se is harmonious...

The art of calligraphy and traditional Chinese painting gradually surpassed their traditional painting art and became a new trend.

It can be foreseen that as long as the Huameng remains so strong, this situation will continue.

More importantly, Huameng is different from the former Western world. There are too many things to explore in Chinese civilization, and Chinese culture is an inexhaustible treasure house of art.

As the only remaining ancient civilization on earth, a powerful country that has continued to this day, from the slave society, the earth civilization has been shuffled several times, and until now it has entered the interstellar era, Huameng is still in this game, and has become the banker again.

Xiao Yue watched the interstellar migration for a hundred years, Huameng suffered a lot of grievances, and the loss of the national treasure made him heartbroken.But every time he felt the strength of Huameng, he would think that everything was not as bad as he thought.

His efforts are not a gift in the snow, but icing on the cake.

As long as he does a good job and retrieves our national treasure, the country will use that ship of national treasures as a carrier to make our culture go further and make our civilization more influential.

Just thinking about it for a while, Xiao Yue was full of energy.

Thanks to the blind system, he was able to see such a powerful motherland, and it was such a powerful motherland in the future.

"Lele, why are you in a daze." Jian Fu patted the dazed Xiao Yue on the shoulder.

Xiao Yue blinked and forced back the heat in her eyes: "It's nothing, I just thought, it's great that so many people from different countries and cultures like our Huameng's calligraphy."

A proud look appeared on Jian Fu's face: "Of course."

"Although your handwriting is very good, but there is a sentence you said wrong, the calligraphy is not from your Huameng." A hostile person suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue glanced at that person's appearance, wondering in her heart, how come Bangzi has entered the interstellar era after so many years, and still has the same face as before.Is plastic surgery popular now?Or is fashion a circle?

"Which country does calligraphy come from? People who study calligraphy will not be ignorant." Xiao Yue said, "Although calligraphers sometimes need to open their eyes and tell lies because of political purposes, but before the media surrounds them, Let's quietly appreciate everyone's calligraphy for a while, isn't it good to be a pure calligrapher?"

The man was silenced by Xiao Yue.He wanted to continue to say something, but was interrupted by Xiao Yue waving his hand: "Although calligraphers have national boundaries, but standing in this palace of art, abandon all worldly ideas, and enjoy art without national boundaries. For the sake of the next debate, let the mind be at peace now, and it is also for better creation in the future." It is also for better tearing in the future.

"Fu, you junior really suit my appetite." Strong's eyes lit up, "I like this sentence, art is the existence that brings peace to the soul."

Xiao Yue continued to pretend: "Art can't create food or drink. What can art do? Art is to transcend matter, to sublimate the soul, and to make the soul pure. Although art comes into the secular world, it is inevitable that it will be involved in the secular world But at least when creating, when there are no ordinary people around, give artists a piece of pure land. Is it not for this purpose to isolate the media and the public from visiting?"

Xiao Yue looked at the stick who was probably being used by his delegation as a gunman, and excitedly ran to provoke him, saying: "Shut up and read the characters quietly? It's because the regular script is not elegant enough, and the cursive script is not rich enough." Dai, or is this cursive script not enough to indulge in freedom?"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yue took Jian Fu with one hand, turned around and left.

Jian Fu greeted Strong: "Come on, old man, let's continue to read the characters in a different place. Is this regular script not elegant enough, is this running script not rich enough, or is this cursive script not free enough? We must stand Listen to people barking here."

Strong nodded, ignored the man, and followed him.

Xiao Yue thought to herself, Grandpa actually repeated what he said word for word, his memory is really good.

The conflict here has already attracted the attention of others, Gao Anben is going to come over and say a few words for Xiao Yue.

When Xiao Yue spoke, his footsteps stopped.

When Xiao Yue finished speaking and left, Gao An said to other managers of the National Calligraphy Association: "Let's continue to read the calligraphy. If there is anything, we will talk about it after reading it. At least for now, let's not mention anything except art."

The president of the British League Calligraphy Association is also surnamed Strong. He is brother of Jian Fu's good friend, Earl Strong, and is also an Earl. He is called Big Strong.

Da Strong said: "From Xiao's words, we can understand why he has such high artistic attainments."

Gao An was modest with a hint of pride: "Yes, if you don't calm down and create, how can you have such a high artistic attainment? If it wasn't for this time, there is really no way. I, a common man, really can't bear to bring him out. "

Da Strong said: "You Huameng always say that the masters are among the people, is it because their mentality of pursuing art is pure?"

Gao An sighed, and continued to babble: "Yeah, they would rather paint the walls with good calligraphy and write slogans, or write on the ground in the park with a mop and bucket than join the Calligraphy Association to win glory for the country. First, a group of old and small stubborns. It makes me, a layman, very depressed."

Big Strong said with a smile: "There are many such artists in our country. They don't regard art as something to eat, and they don't bother to let others comment on it, just because they like art. How should I put it... Little Strong often hangs The sweeping monk in the mouth?"

Gao An laughed loudly and said, "That's right, the sweeping monk."

Another alien intervened: "Then Xiao you brought is a little sweeping monk?"

Gao An said: "He certainly doesn't admit it, he thinks he hasn't reached that point yet."

The man nodded thoughtfully: "I understand, you Huameng people are all modest."

A group of people laughed happily.

The faces of the members of the Korean Star Alliance delegation were a little unhappy.They feel mocked.When the person who provoked Xiao Yue came back in despair, his face was ashen, and he probably knew that he had lost a bit this time.

He gave the Yamato delegation an unfriendly look, and the Yamato delegation echoed the opinions of others, saying that the political appeal should be discussed later, and now it is time to immerse yourself in art wholeheartedly, without even giving the stick a look .

It was as if they were not the ones who pushed that stick to trouble Xiao Yue.

If the Korean delegation didn't know that they were tricked by Yamato's people at this time, they would be really mentally retarded.

Originally, the two were an alliance, but this time they said they would unite to give the Huameng a good look.As a result, Yamato Yin stabbed them in the back, which really made people gnash their teeth in anger.

The Yamato delegation spread their hands, are you stupid to blame us?

If Xiao Yue were here, looking at the atmosphere, she would mutter again, that these two countries have not changed in the interstellar era.

The friendship between China and Japan depends on South Korea, the friendship between China and South Korea depends on Japan, and the friendship between South Korea and Japan depends on China (the United States) and the United States (father). The political relations between these countries have not changed at all.

With Xiao Yue's preemptive meal, I heard that this young artist has such a high ideological level, and the old artists have their own tempers. They feel that they cannot lose to the young people, and their ideological level is also very high.

So the exchange meeting, which was originally a very gunpowder-smelling meeting, had a very harmonious atmosphere when watching the exhibition.Everyone was talking about the quality of calligraphy, appreciating it, and exchanging their own experience and experience in practicing calligraphy. When talking about confusion, the artists did not hide their secrets, and they all had a pleasant exchange.

As they communicated, they thought to themselves, no wonder the kid said that.In the exchange, they did get peace of mind.

It would be great if art could be separated from the secular world.

But art is rooted in the mundane world, and if it is really out of the mundane world, it is a flower without roots, and it will only wither in the end.

A feast of spiritual gluttony is over soon, and it's time for them to have real exchanges and exchanges.

The illusion of calm before could only be torn apart, and the smell of gunpowder reappeared.

Xiao Yue looked at the Yamato delegation and the Korean delegation walking towards her, feeling puzzled.The Huameng delegation is not the only one, so why are they all coming towards themselves?Does he have a sarcastic physique, or is this group of people trying to pick a weak persimmon and beat themselves up first?