Hold the two books tightly in your arms, more carefully than carrying a priceless treasure. His cautious look attracted the attention of many male and female students on campus. When they saw that this strange boy was holding only two books, everyone showed incredulous expressions. Of course they didn't understand the significance of these two books to Lu Shanmin. He would never forget the complicated expression on Bai Ling's face when she said to him that a frog in a well cannot speak of the sea, and a summer insect cannot speak of the ice. Heartache, reluctance, and determination. I thought that the word "university" was so far away from me, but now it is so close. Not only can I see it, I can even touch it. The words of the old professor were like lightning, splitting open the long-closed door deep in my heart, and like the sun breaking through the clouds, with eyes full of glow behind the thick fog. Lu Shanmin is a hunter. He is not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, but is afraid of losing sight of hope. Now, hope is in front of him, and all that is left is to run towards this hope.
Back at the rental house, Lu Shanmin washed his hands and eagerly opened the book. Just as he was about to read, Zuo Qiu walked out of the bedroom.
"Hey, great calligrapher."
Lu Shanmin frowned, "Don't you have to go to work?"
Zuo Qiu put his head on the chicken coop and grinned, showing his yellow teeth, "Hey, have you forgotten? He is a great writer, do writers need to work?"
"Hey calligrapher, what book are you reading?" He said and sat down next to Lu Shanmin, "Basics of Economics, History of Economic Thought," he frowned Frowning slightly, he pursed his lips. "Why are you still reading such an ominous book?"
Lu Shanmin didn’t know what Zuoqiu meant by o, but judging from his expression, he seemed to be very disdainful of these two books.
Lu Shanmin has always been skeptical about Zuoqiu's identity. With his appearance, some people would believe that he was a beggar, but no one would believe that he was a great intellectual or writer.
Lu Shanmin took the book from Zuo Qiu's hand and said unhappily, "My name is Lu Shanmin. I am not a great calligrapher. These two books are very important to me. Don't touch them casually in the future."
"Tsk, I still despise these two shabby books. My big boxes of books are the real treasures."
Zuo Qiu licked his face and moved towards Lu Shanmin, and asked with a flattering look on his face, "I said you are a great calligrapher. With your calligraphy achievements, you are also a great intellectual. How did you end up like this?" Plant a place."
Seeing that Lu Shanmin ignored him, he laughed again, "But come to think of it, a great writer like me is just like this. It seems that we are all downgraded people in the world."
Lu Shanmin shook his head helplessly, "My name is Lu Shanmin. You should call me by my name in the future."
Zuoqiu chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter, you can also call me a great writer."
Lu Shanmin was speechless to the extreme. How could there be such a thick-skinned person in this world.
“I don’t care if you are really a great writer, I am not the great calligrapher you call me anyway.I live in Mazui Village, and I am an out-and-out mountain villager, not even what you call a great intellectual. I am just a primary school graduate."
Zuoqiu's smile froze on his face, full of disbelief. Looking at Lu Shanmin, he was stunned for a moment and laughed, "You are really good at joking. If a primary school student can write such calligraphy, then college students should jump off the building."
Lu Shanmin shook his head speechlessly. Shaking his head, "I'm talking about great writer, what do you want to do?"
Zuoqiu rubbed his hands and chuckled, "Do you know why I have to live here?"
Lu Shanmin shook his head impatiently, "How do I know?"
"Hey, it's just because I saw the rental advertisement you wrote."
Lu Shanmin sighed, this guy doesn't know his head. Is there really a problem? Isn't this nonsense? How could I know that there is a room for rent if I didn't see the rental advertisement?
Zuo Qiu then said, "To be precise, I saw you writing."
"My Handwriting" He has been practicing calligraphy with his grandfather since he was a child. Lu Shanmin certainly knows that his calligraphy is good, but he is not very clear about how good he is as he grew up in the mountains.
Zuo. Qiu had a flattering look on his face, "Yes, you float like floating clouds, you are as powerful as a frightening dragon, and you are like a strong man drawing his sword, your expression is moving, and you are whirling forward and retreating, and you are all right."
Lu Shanmin frowned. , the first two sentences Zuoqiu said were words used to describe Wang Xizhi by his grandfather, but the last two sentences were not clear.
He asked in confusion, "It's that good"
Zuo Qiu nodded affirmatively, "Even worse than that."
Lu Shanmin wanted to calm down and read the two books given by the old professor, so he asked impatiently, "What do you want to do?"
Zuo Qiu chuckled, brought a glass of water from the table, and handed it to Lu Shanmin carefully.
Lu Shanmin took the water inexplicably and looked at Zuo in surprise. Qiu.
"I want to become my teacher. Can you teach me calligraphy?"
"Ah" Lu Shanmin almost lost his grip and dropped the cup on the ground. The world is so crazy that some villagers in the mountains want to be their disciples.
Zuo Qiu said quickly, "It's definitely not a loss for you to accept me as your student. I'm a top student at Tianjing University. I am still a great writer in the future. If you accept me, you will definitely be proud of me in the future."
Tianjing University, even a mountain villager, Lu Shanmin knows that it is the highest university in the country, even better than Donghai University. The university is even more famous, and it is said that those who can get into the exam are the top scorers from various provinces and cities.
Lu Shanmin looked at Zuoqiu in surprise, stood up, and looked at Zuoqiu carefully. Finally, he shook his head and decided that this shameless slob was bragging again.
Seeing Lu Shanmin's doubtful look, Zuo Qiu quickly got up and ran into the bedroom, where he soon placed his graduation certificate and degree certificate. In front of Lu Shanmin, "It's absolutely genuine"
Lu Shanmin stared at it for a long time and thought about it with himself.It is the same as his primary school diploma. It has a bright red seal with the words Tianjing University on it and a steel seal. It is indeed the graduation certificate and degree certificate of Tianjing University.
After repeatedly looking at the certificates and Zuoqiu on the table, Lu Shanmin sighed, "This fake certificate must be too realistic."
Zuoqiu almost fell down with a cry, looking like he was about to cry without tears, "This, this, how could this be false evidence?" He walked around anxiously for a long time, then ran into the bedroom again. He took out his laptop and said, "If you still don't believe it, you can log on to the official website of the Ministry of Education. Each diploma has a unique number, just like an ID card. If you don't believe me, check it out."
Seeing Zuoqiu's appearance, Lu Shanmin was somewhat convinced, but he really couldn't imagine that Zuoqiu, who looked like a beggar, could be a graduate of Tianjing University.
"I don't know how to use a computer."
"Ah" Zuoqiu looked at the mountain people in disbelief.
"You are a great calligrapher but you don't know how to use a computer"
"Hey, I've told you several times, I'm just a mountain villager who graduated from elementary school."
"True"
"People in the mountains don't lie."
Hug the two books tightly in your arms, more carefully than carrying a priceless treasure. His cautious look attracted the attention of many male and female students on campus. When they saw that this strange boy was holding only two books, everyone showed incredulous expressions. Of course they didn't understand the significance of these two books to Lu Shanmin. He would never forget the complicated expression on Bai Ling's face when she said to him that a frog in a well cannot speak of the sea, and a summer insect cannot speak of the ice. Heartache, reluctance, and determination. I thought that the word "university" was so far away from me, but now it is so close. Not only can I see it, I can even touch it. The words of the old professor were like lightning, splitting open the long-closed door deep in my heart, and like the sun breaking through the clouds, with eyes full of glow behind the thick fog. Lu Shanmin is a hunter. He is not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, but is afraid of losing sight of hope. Now, hope is in front of him, and all that is left is to run towards this hope.
Back at the rental house, Lu Shanmin washed his hands and eagerly opened the book. Just as he was about to read, Zuo Qiu walked out of the bedroom.
"Hey, great calligrapher."
Lu Shanmin frowned, "Don't you have to go to work?"
Zuo Qiu put his head on the chicken coop and grinned, showing his yellow teeth, "Hey, have you forgotten? He is a great writer, do writers need to work?"
"Hey calligrapher, what book are you reading?" He said and sat down next to Lu Shanmin, "Basics of Economics, History of Economic Thought," he frowned Frowning slightly, he pursed his lips. "Why are you still reading such an ominous book?"
Lu Shanmin didn’t know what Zuoqiu meant by o, but judging from his expression, he seemed to be very disdainful of these two books.
Lu Shanmin has always been skeptical about Zuoqiu's identity. With his appearance, some people believe that he is a beggar.Such a great intellectual and great writer, no one would believe it.
Lu Shanmin took the book from Zuo Qiu's hand and said unhappily, "My name is Lu Shanmin. I am not a great calligrapher. These two books are very important to me. Don't touch them casually in the future."
"Tsk, I still despise these two shabby books. My big boxes of books are the real treasures."
Zuo Qiu licked his face and moved towards Lu Shanmin, and asked with a flattering look on his face, "I said you are a great calligrapher. With your calligraphy achievements, you are also a great intellectual. How did you end up like this?" Plant a place."
Seeing that Lu Shanmin ignored him, he laughed again, "But come to think of it, a great writer like me is just like this. It seems that we are all downgraded people in the world."
Lu Shanmin shook his head helplessly, "My name is Lu Shanmin. You should call me by my name in the future."
Zuoqiu chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter, you can also call me a great writer."
Lu Shanmin was speechless to the extreme. How could there be such a thick-skinned person in this world.
"I don't care whether you are really a great writer or not. Anyway, I am not the great calligrapher you call me. I live in Mazui Village. I am an out-and-out mountain villager, and I am not the great knowledge you call me. Molecule, I am just a primary school graduate.”
Zuoqiu’s smile froze on his face, and he looked at Lu Shanmin with disbelief. He was stunned for a moment and laughed, "You are really good at joking. If a primary school student can write such calligraphy, then It’s time for college students to jump off buildings.”
Lu Shanmin shook his head speechlessly, "I'm talking about great writer, what do you want to do?"
Zuo Qiu rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "You know why I insist on doing this?" Do you live here?"
Lu Shanmin shook his head impatiently, "How do I know?"
"Hey, it's just because I saw the rental advertisement you wrote."
Lu Shanmin sighed, this guy doesn’t really have a problem with his head. Isn’t this nonsense? How could he know that there are rooms for rent here if he didn’t see the rental advertisement?
Zuoqiu then said, "To be precise, I saw you writing."
"My Handwriting" He has been practicing calligraphy with his grandfather since he was a child. Lu Shanmin certainly knows that his calligraphy is good, but he is not very clear about how good he is, having grown up in the mountains.
Zuo Qiu said with a flattering face, "Yes, you float like floating clouds, are as powerful as a frightening dragon, and like a strong man drawing his sword, with a moving expression, and you are circling forward and retreating without missing a beat."
Lu Shanmin frowned. The first two sentences Zuoqiu said were words he heard from his grandfather, and they were words to describe Wang Xizhi. The last two sentences were not very clear.
Asked doubtfully, "Is it that good?"
Zuo Qiu nodded affirmatively, "It's better than that."
Lu Shanmin wanted to calm down and read the two books given by the old professor, so he asked impatiently, "What do you want to do?"
Zuo Qiu smiled and stood up from the table. The man brought a glass of water and handed it to Lu Shan carefully.civil.
Lu Shanmin took the water inexplicably and looked at Zuoqiu in surprise.
"I want to become my teacher. Can you teach me calligraphy?"
"Ah" the cup in Lu Shanmin's hand almost lost its grip and fell to the ground. A mountain villager who graduated from elementary school, someone wants to be his teacher. This world must be too crazy.
Zuo Qiu said quickly, "You will definitely not lose money by accepting me as a student. I am a top student at Tianjing University and a future great writer. If you accept me, you will definitely be proud of me in the future." .
Tianjing University, even as a mountain villager, is known to Lu Shanmin. It is the highest university in the country and is more famous than Donghai University. It is said that those who can get into the university are the top scorers in various provinces and cities.
Lu Shanmin looked at Zuoqiu in surprise, stood up, looked at Zuoqiu carefully, and finally shook his head, deciding that this shameless slob was bragging again.
Seeing the doubt on Lu Shanmin's face, Zuoqiu quickly got up and ran into the bedroom. After a while, he held the diploma and degree certificate in front of Lu Shanmin, "Absolutely genuine."
Lu Shanmin stared at it and pondered it for a long time. Just like his own elementary school diploma, it had a bright red seal with the words Tianjing University on it and a steel seal. It was indeed the graduation certificate and degree certificate from Tianjing University.
After repeatedly looking at the certificates and Zuoqiu on the table, Lu Shanmin sighed, "This fake certificate must be too realistic."
Zuoqiu almost fell down with a cry, looking like he was about to cry without tears, "This, this, how could this be false evidence?" He walked around anxiously for a long time, then ran into the bedroom again. He took out his laptop and said, "If you still don't believe it, you can log on to the official website of the Ministry of Education. Each diploma has a unique number, just like an ID card. If you don't believe me, check it out."
Seeing Zuoqiu's appearance, Lu Shanmin was somewhat convinced, but he really couldn't imagine that Zuoqiu, who looked like a beggar, could be a graduate of Tianjing University.
"I don't know how to use a computer."
"Ah" Zuoqiu looked at the mountain people in disbelief.
"You are a great calligrapher but you don't know how to use a computer"
"Hey, I've told you several times, I'm just a mountain villager who graduated from elementary school."
"True"
"People in the mountains don't lie."