Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

Limingyue listened to Shen Yanbing's class for the first time.

When the class bell rang, Shen Yanbing missed the opportunity and had to pretend not to see her and start the class as usual.

She was talking about modern literature. Today, when I came to poetry, a few poems were screened. The students in the front row listened carefully, and the heads who were sitting upright in the back row looking at the podium were particularly conspicuous.

Shen Yanbing's mouth twitched lightly, unable to hold back a smile.

Limingyue wrote and painted from time to time, raising and lowering her head as if taking notes. Shen Yanbing looked at her without showing a trace. The students in the audience did not notice the teacher's distraction.

A class soon passed, Liming Yue still sat in that position, next to the corridor, and the seat at hand was also empty.

A student came to the stage to ask Shen Yanbing to ask questions. Shen Yanbing glanced at Liming Yue, held his glasses and turned his head to respond to the students, "This perspective change is not only a need for contextual expression, as you just said, it is more..."

Limingyue held her cheeks and watched her meticulous communication with the students. She returned to her first time in a daze. Shen Yanbing sat at the coffee table, flipping through the notebook and explaining modern things to her.

The past is vivid and clearly visible.

Even after class, the classroom is still quiet. Most people do their own things and talk very quietly.

After a few positions of the students got up, Liming Yue gave in and noticed that most of the people were playing with mobile phones, so she also took out their mobile phones, and after doing nothing for a while, sent Shen Yanbing a WeChat message to say hello.

It's her newly added emoticon pack for girls with pink long hair.

Shen Yanbing was talking with the students, and the phone screen turned on for a while, she ignored it, and waited for the people to say goodbye to them, and then unhurriedly unlocked the lock screen.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at the familiar faces in the back row of the lecture hall.

Limingyue put the notebook horizontally on the desktop, with the words "Hello Teacher!" and a big exclamation mark written on it with a signature pen.

Shen Yanbing wore glasses while teaching, and read the words clearly.

She couldn't help but grinned, and saw Limingyue turn another page, and the words "Teacher, please ask!" were written in the notebook impressively.

Shen Yanbing looked at her amusedly, Liming Yue stared at her with twinkling eyes, and soon defeated under the smiling gaze of the other person, turned his hands and closed the notebook on the table, his arms were on the table, and his head fell on his head. .

It's like a cat that's languishing after failing.

Shen Yanbing couldn't laugh or cry, bowed his head and sent her WeChat: "Why are you here?"

As usual, Limingyue should draw or practice calligraphy at the Academy of Fine Arts.

"The people in the studio have gone to sketch." Liming Yue buried her head and returned the news, "People from the calligraphy department always come to disturb me."

Without Cheng Guoli's overbearing blocking, she wrote two calligraphy and two strokes there and someone came to greet her carefully.

To the back, it seemed that she was aloof and unkind.

So, Liming Yue flipped through the school curriculum and easily caught up to this class.

—Speaking of which, she hasn’t studied modern poetry yet.

Shen Yanbing was academically brilliant, and his teaching was unambiguous. He was able to learn everything at his fingertips, and he was still full of students in each class without calling his name or signing in. Later, he had to go to the Academic Affairs Office to apply for a replacement of a large lecture classroom.

In the lecture hall, students are also very concentrated in the middle and the front row, which is really a grand occasion in the university.

When the class bell rang, Shen Yanbing put down her phone and continued to talk about a few poems on the slide. When she read it, Liming Yue listened carefully and fascinated.

"There is no closer approach,

All accidents are shaped by us;

Only the sun shines through the colorful branches and leaves,

Divided into two willing hearts, the same*. "

Limingyue held his cheeks, the sunlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the shadows fell on the tabletop. The people on the stage were calm and elegant, with a calm tone. When they smiled, the whole person was very vivid.

The two willing hearts are the same.

Sitting among the students, Limingyue felt contented and proud—the person they admired and admired was hers.

They are just Shen Yanbing's uncommon students, but she is a girlfriend and a lover.

Limingyue felt her heart burned with warmth, and it was extremely full.

At noon after class, the students rushed to eat and all walked quickly. There were only a few people left in the classroom. Shen Yanbing was packing things on the podium, while Liming Yue was still sitting in his seat, watching her face down.

Secretly glanced at her from time to time.

Shen Yanbing didn't know whether she was naive or youthful, so he approached with a bag, knocked her on the head, "Go."

Limingyue stretched out her hand.

There were students around, and Shen Yanbing smiled helplessly and held the other person.

As they walked out of the classroom, several students couldn't help but look up frequently.

"Will they find it weird?" Liming Yue has been paying attention to the sight of others, but she just doesn't want to break away.

There were fewer people in the corridor. After Liming Yue, he felt that something was wrong and asked, "Will this affect you?"

Shen Yanbing smiled indifferently: "You are not my student."

As for other things, it had been passed on as early as Xu Nuo. Since then, the frequency of blind dates introduced to her by the teacher in the hospital has been a landslide.

Shen Yanbing heard "Unfortunate" sighs more than once, but she only thought they were extremely funny.

At the end of October, Bencheng had a chill, and she held Limingyue's hand tightly.

The weekend is the most important forum time for the Shacheng Lanting Exhibition. Liming Yue has been preparing for the past few days-not only in terms of creation, but also in terms of theory. The great masters in the history of calligraphy are well-versed in theories, and open mouths are very good at bluffing people. .

Shen Yanbing turned out a picture of his grandfather Zheng Dexing's recent masterpiece. Liming Yue played a rainbow fart in a decent way, accurately grasping the aesthetics, and delighted Shen Yanbing.

"Don't blow too much." Shen Yanbing discovered that the princess, who had never talked much, was so eloquent. She closed her eyes and boasted that she didn't even have any psychological barriers. Compared with her overly idealistic spiritual world, Liming Yue actually Joined the world more than her.

Liming Yue didn't agree: "It's because I really wrote it well, otherwise I would cost a lot of brainpower to boast."

Her Royal Highness has even learned the modern vocabulary "brain cells".

Shen Yanbing believed the other party's statement, but did not change his mind.

She tentatively asked, "Then do you want to study under Mr. Zheng's door?"

Liming Yue really hesitated.

She naturally wants to get in touch with Shen Yanbing's family more and gain a good impression, but she also knows that Mr. Zheng's good line is not so in line with her.

Shen Yanbing already knew what she meant, and it was no surprise that he stroked her long hair, "Fitness is the most important thing, and fate is impossible to demand."

Liming Yue hugged her arm, seemingly determined, "You can also try."

Shen Yanbing smiled slightly: "I still like that you have your own style."

On Friday, the two of them rarely went to Wuhuang's studio. Liu Yu had been in Bincheng recently, not knowing what project he had taken, and locked himself in the studio for several days before leaving.

Shen Yanbing and Limingyue came at the right time.

Liu Yu went upstairs, changed clothes and got down, his hair was simply **** with a hairpin, and he smiled: "It's been a long time since I came to the studio?"

Since the end of the summer vacation, the studio is closed most of the time. It is true that I haven't been here for a while.

The ground and the hanging picture frame were a little bit gray. Liming Yue followed Liu Yu into the studio. Shen Yanbing stood aside and listened to the conversation between the two, and suddenly became the center of the conversation.

When Liu Yu's inspiration appeared, he looked at her up and down, showing a slightly surprised expression, "Shen Yanbing?"

"Huh?" Shen Yanbing shifted his attention from the painting on the wall, "Ms. Liu?"

Liu Yu opened her eyes wide, and her accustomed gentle and graceful image had a few threads torn apart, she asked as if confirming: "Mr. Zheng Dexing, do you know him?"

Shen Yanbing reacted and smiled: "That's my grandfather."

"We met a long time ago, Teacher Liu." She explained, "I was very surprised and pleasantly surprised when I met you in Bencheng, but I came here mainly for Mingyue, so I didn't mention the previous things, please. Don't be offended."

Why would Liu Yu blame her, and hugged her with surprise and joy, "I have always been very grateful to Mr. Zheng, hey, I dare not bother, I have visited so many times, I remember you were only a teenager then? A little girl."

After a few years, I was sighed.

"Grandpa also admires you very much, and I often mentioned it back then-I still remember Teacher Liu." Shen Yanbing smiled and said Liu Yu comfortably, and the atmosphere of the room immediately became active.

With the intersection of the past, Shen Yanbing no longer looks like an outsider, and is drawn into topics for discussion from time to time.

Limingyue looked at her with a smile, and Shen Yanbing helplessly squeezed the palm of her hand.

—No need to think about it, Liu Yu suddenly recognized her, and Liming Yue's guidance without leaving a trace was indispensable.

This time I came to Wuhuang Studio not to simply retell the old. Liming Yue asked a lot of questions, which can be regarded as distinguishing some modern niche brushwork. As a less orthodox painter of calligraphy, Liu Yu is very familiar with these kinds of styles. The artistic body is more used in painting and design.

"You have to pay attention. The president of the Lanting Exhibition Association will definitely be there." Liu Yu had to remind, "Do you know what the red line that calligraphy cannot cross?"

Liming Yue frowned, thinking about it and guessing: "That's right?"

Liu Yu smiled with relief, “I know you can’t make mistakes—there are too many avant-garde artists, and the calligraphy world is the same. The president does not like extremely crafted or extremely freehand characters. The more artistic, the more exaggerated and deconstructed. , The less it won the favor of the mainstream of the calligraphy circle."

The reason is very simple. The art of calligraphy is simple and simple, and it advocates the word "quaint".

This is undoubtedly good news for Liming Yue.

On the way back, Shen Yanbing also talked to her about this issue.

Limingyue is very confident in her quaint style. This Lanting Exhibition is the best proof.

Shen Yanbing is not so optimistic. “There is a writing norm of the era, and the style of Jing Chao may not be the same as that of the modern era. The grasp of style is not enough."

Modern style does not refer to exaggerated patterning and artistic style, but the exploration of the use of simplified characters in the new era.

Limingyue now writes with a gel pen and often unconsciously writes traditional Chinese, and occasionally writes out variants and discarded characters. Although it does not affect reading, it can still explain many problems.

Accepting simplified characters and interspersing traditional and simplified characters is the future trend-although the mainstream of calligraphy is repelled, Shen Yanbing is very optimistic.

For hundreds of thousands of years, literati and ink scholars of the past have explored Chinese calligraphy to the pinnacle, but modern simplified calligraphy is still a wild field to be explored. Too many calligraphers cling to the brushwork of the ancients but fail to grasp the inner style.

Limingyue is a Jingchao, an ancient person who has received the impact of modern things.

"Your vision shouldn't be limited to retro." Shen Yanbing looked at her and smiled swiftly. "Since you have come to this world, you should also take on a mission of the times."

The author has something to say: *The poem is excerpted from Mu Dan's "Eight Poems"

The calligraphy theory mentioned in this chapter mainly comes from the guest speeches of the 7th Chinese Calligraphy Forum and the author’s nonsense. The theory of the dispute between simplified and traditional characters comes from Li Ruitao’s "Simplified Chinese Calligraphy Works by Mr. Qi Gong" and Cheng Lianfang’s "Simplified Chinese Characters" "The Historical Evidence and Realistic Basis of the Use of Chinese Characters in Calligraphy Creation", the plot still depends on the editing, please do not be true.

I chatted with my calligraphy professional friend, and I was really complained.

Friend: The words of the ancients are the best!

Me: The protagonist is an ancient person.

Friend: You are going against the sky.

Me: It's not me, it's the protagonist.

So, don't be true, there is not much space for the following theory.