I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

Whether jade is good or not, you can tell by its color.

Wang Hongmei looked at the jade bracelet in her hand, frowned and said, "Son, does this jade bracelet cost a lot of money?"

"It's okay, more than 20,000!"

Seeing his mother's worried eyes, Lin Xian couldn't help but smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mom, I bought this at Yuyuan Jewelry Store. If it's fake, I will pay ten."

"Oh, that's fine."

Yuyuan's reputation is not bad, Wang Hongmei couldn't help but feel relieved, and then blamed: "Don't buy such an expensive gift next time, if you accidentally break it, it will be so distressing!"

Lin Guodong played with the lighter in satisfaction, nodded and said: "This lighter is good, but I have never heard of the brand."

"Cartier, more than 6,000!" Lin Xian laughed.

"What?"

Wang Hongmei stopped doing it as soon as she heard it, "A broken lighter costs more than 6,000 yuan? Why buy such an expensive one? It's just a lighter, and you can buy a one or two yuan!"

"Wang Hongmei, what do you mean?" Lin Guodong frowned, and retorted: "Can a plastic lighter worth one or two dollars be the same as this one?"

After the old couple quarreled daily, Lin Guodong went back to the back kitchen to cook two dishes for Lin Xian, and then went to the next door to show off with a cigarette in his mouth.

After eating local dishes for two or three days in Shanghai, it feels very cordial to eat Sichuan dishes cooked by my father again.

Lin Guodong's craftsmanship is naturally nothing to say, Maoxuewang is spicy and delicious, not to mention the mapo tofu, he can eat three or four bowls with white rice.

After eating, Lin Xian consciously cleaned up the dishes.

Seeing this, Wang Hongmei said, "I'll collect it later, go back and rest!"

"It's okay, I'm not tired." Lin Xian waved his hand.

After clearing the table and washing the dishes, he picked up his backpack and said, "Mom, I'm going back first."

"Go!"

...

Lin Xian didn't go home immediately, but first went to the stationery store to buy a pen and a few copybooks.

This is the first skill he is going to learn, hard pen calligraphy!

As the saying goes, watching characters is like watching people.

Whether a character is written well or not, you can roughly see the character of this person.

And the elegant and free handwriting will undoubtedly increase people's goodwill, which is why Lin Xian prefers calligraphy with hard pens.

After returning home, turning on the air conditioner, Lin Xian sat at the desk, spread out the copybooks and began to practice calligraphy.

Beginners to learn hard-tipped pen calligraphy all start from the most basic imitation.

If you want to have your own calligraphy style, at least you have to wait until the expert level.

The object Lin Xian chose to imitate was the work of Ren Ping, a master of hard-tipped pen calligraphy. This gentleman has won the highest prize in the National Pen Calligraphy Competition for three consecutive years. His style is elegant and free, with the style of Wei and Jin Dynasties.

Practicing calligraphy is very boring, but when you calm down, you will find the fun in it.

Especially when I see beautiful words being born in my pen, the sense of accomplishment is indescribable.

Before I knew it, an hour passed.

Lin Xian finished writing the last word, put down the pen and stretched.

In the early stage of hard pen calligraphy, practice makes perfect, there is no other shortcut, only two characters, write more!

Practice calligraphy for an hour every day, which is the task he set for himself.

Picking up the phone, he realized that Yan Xiaoman had sent him several prestige messages.

After dialing the phone, Yan Xiaoman asked first after answering: "What were you doing just now?"

"I bought a few copybooks and I'm practicing calligraphy!" Lin Xian replied.

Yan Xiaoman suddenly became interested, "Hard pen calligraphy or brush calligraphy?"

Yan Xiaoman's handwriting is very beautiful, beautiful and delicate, which shows that the little girl has worked hard.

After chatting for a while, Yan Xiaoman hung up the phone reluctantly, while Lin Xian dug out his guitar from the corner.

To be honest, if it wasn't for this trip to Shanghai, he would have almost forgotten about this guitar.

Cleaning up the dust on the guitar, Lin Xian sat on the ground with the guitar in his arms, and slowly plucked the strings with his fingertips.

Suddenly, a series of beautiful music gradually sounded, echoing in the bedroom.

After playing a song, Lin Xian showed excitement.

What he just played was Paganini's Twenty-Four Caprices, which is the most difficult piece in the guitar score. In the past, even if he could play the piece completely, he would still be full of mistakes. But this time it was not only extremely smooth, but also without any flaws.

At present, the grades of domestic folk guitars are divided into ten grades from low to high.

Lin Xian felt that his current skills should have reached the sixth level, and then he would be at the professional level.

After playing a few more pieces, he put down his guitar, turned on the computer and fought in Valoran.

...

In the following days, Lin Xian maintained a good life pattern.

Get up on time at 7 o'clock in the morning, go jogging for half an hour in the community park, come back and eat breakfast, practice hard-tipped pen calligraphy for an hour, and then go to my restaurant to help out.

Come home in the afternoon, play guitar, and play games.

On August 15th, Yan Xiaoman finally came back from Shanghai, but Lin Xian didn't pick her up because Yan Xiaoman said her father would pick her up.

In the evening, after eating at his own restaurant, Lin Xian and Wang Hongmei said hello and went out.

Riding a small electric donkey to the Greenland Park, he saw Yan Xiaoman waiting there in a lively manner.

Seeing Lin Xian, Yan Xiaoman immediately smiled.

Walking up to hold her little hand, Lin Xian asked, "How was your time in Shanghai?"

"It's not good, I'm so bored after you leave!" Yan Xiaoman complained.

Lin Xian asked curiously, "Is Sister Qin Lan not accompanying you?"

"Cousin is miserable. She basically stays in the bedroom writing projects every day, and sometimes she doesn't even have time to eat." Yan Xiaoman said distressedly.

This is the case for graduate students. There are very few courses arranged by the school, and they basically rely on self-study.

The professional intensity itself is much more difficult than that of undergraduates. Coupled with the projects arranged by the professor, it will definitely be very busy.

Of course, if you have the idea of ​​dawdling, it will be extremely easy. As for whether he can graduate, only the devil knows.

The two walked in the park, as if they had endless words to say.

After walking around until eight o'clock, Yan Xiaoman suddenly said, "Sister Miaomiao celebrates her birthday tomorrow, you can go with me!"

The so-called sister Miao Miao is Miao Shanshan, and she is also a classmate of the Experimental No. 1 Middle School, one of the so-called three school beauties.

It's strange to say that Yan Xiaoman and Zhang Mengyao don't see each other well, but they both have a very good relationship with Miao Shanshan.

"OK!"

Without any hesitation, Lin Xian nodded in agreement.

"Then come pick me up tomorrow afternoon, and we'll go shopping for gifts together." Yan Xiaoman said happily.

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