Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

The curricula of Bin University Academy of Fine Arts are somewhat random. After Liming Yue's class started, it was quickly arranged on the schedule.

Limingyue looked at Shen Yanbing: "I haven't taught my peers yet."

To be more precise, she didn't have many opportunities to deal with her peers during the Jing Dynasty.

Shen Yanbing smiled: "Are you nervous?"

"It's kind of." Liming Yue told the truth, "I don't know how to teach."

Many things can't be explained clearly, she can only demonstrate it over and over again, and it's up to the students to understand how much they can comprehend.

"That's it, it's not teaching children." Shen Yanbing let her relax, and Liming Yue laughed suddenly when thinking of the confusion when teaching Shen Yueran, "No matter how difficult it is, it can't be more difficult than that."

Shen Yueran is the ceiling of the difficulty of teaching.

Facts have proved that not many people in this calligraphy elective course are really aimed at learning. The Bin University Academy of Fine Arts is not a top brand in the country, and the students who are willing to sink potential and thankless traditional arts are even rarer. .

But it's not without it.

Liu Yang is the exception, the ultimate master of calligraphy at Bin University, and the only one shortlisted for the Lanting Exhibition.

"Teacher, can I record your presentation?" Liu Yang asked with his mobile phone, "I want to watch your pen strokes more closely."

Limingyue promised, "Don't slap your face."

Liu Yang: "Of course."

Those who can be shortlisted for the Lanting Exhibition are naturally not bad, and they stand out from the crowd at Bin University.

Liming Yue also knew that the modern level was precious at this age, even if the other party was not so polite, he didn't take it seriously.

——No matter how others learn her, hers is hers, and no one can take it away.

After all, this is a professional that depends on the level of speech. No matter how arrogant and provocative Liu Yang was, she still has to call her "teacher" in class.

Shen Yanbing recently submitted a manuscript, and after working idle, the time spent with Liming Moon at night has also increased a lot.

Limingyue has not been able to relax lately at night. She has been sitting at her desk to practice calligraphy, and occasionally stands up to take pictures and send them to Mr. Zhang Qing.

Shen Yanbing saw it, "I've got this point, isn't Zhang Lao still asleep?"

The older generation always went to bed early and got up earlier. This was how her grandfather Zheng Dexing was.

"Whenever the teacher sees it, he will return." Liming Yue said, frowning dissatisfied with this picture.

She got up to study the ink, and the ink was delicate, but her thoughts were all on the word.

It feels a little bit worse, the font structure is not adequate.

Early the next morning, Zhang Lao returned her a long list of voices. Liming Yue tapped and listened while looking at the handwritten photos sent by the other party, vaguely touching the problem.

Shen Yanbing found that Liming Yue was even more sleepy and forgetful.

"I am preparing for a breakthrough."

During the meal, Limingyue told her with great energy, "I'm still practicing now. If it's what I understand, then it will be a success."

Shen Yanbing didn't know where else to go in calligraphy, but when he saw that the other party was so energetic, he seemed to have found the right direction, and he was not stingy to encourage him.

"It's not easy to write well, and it is even more difficult to write a taste." Liming Yue shared his experience, "Compared with the predecessors, I am still far behind."

Shen Yanbing chuckled slightly. Her Royal Highness rarely had such a moment of sincere humility, which made her have to re-examine Mr. Zhang. Although she has always been able to appreciate each other's works, she does not have much unique feelings.

She did not expect Liming Yue to admire him so far.

After the Lanting Exhibition, the most influential one was the National Exhibition. Zhang Qing encouraged Liming Yue to participate, and she also posted a few essays for her to accumulate experience.

Those who come to Liming Yue are not rejected, and they will publish their contributions after being affirmed by the teacher for perfection.

Many calligraphers quickly noticed that Lanting Xinxing was frequently recommended by the master Zhang Qing, and someone took the initiative to ask, and got a cheerful reply "I am a disciple".

The calligraphy academy circle has exploded.

Rejecting Master Zheng Dexing on the front foot, and stepping into Master Zhang Qing’s door on the back foot. The former approach gave Liming Yue a wave of fame, but with the latter, it seemed not so comfortable.

This is a circle that talks about word-of-mouth reviews and human resources.

Zheng Hezhang, one in the south, one in the north, one in cursive script and the other in running script, are far away, but the most famous are these two people, so there is no need to compare them.

Even Shen Yanbing received news from Zheng Ke: "Here, brothers will see her upset."

The brother she said was Zheng Dexing's apprentice.

Shen Yanbing was funny, "So exaggerated?"

"This time Xiaoli is completely famous, and the newcomer will blow her up to the sky." Zheng Ke said with emotion, "Let her relax a little bit lately."

"Okay." Shen Yanbing didn't intend to let Liming Yue get involved in this right and wrong. She has been very minded recently, and there is no need to be distracted.

Zheng Ke came here not only to remind him, but also to send a hook-up emoji, "You ask her to try and submit the "Contemporary Calligrapher", let me take a look."

Shen Yanbing smiled clearly, "Excuse me, I will treat you back."

Zheng Kefa knocked her head with an expression, "It still depends on Limingyue's ability!"

However, this is actually the last thing you need to worry about. Needless to say, Liming Yue's level is that many people can't expect to get the journal's chief editor to check it before and get the other party's recommendation.

Under Zhang Qing's guidance, Liming Yue's calligraphy and traditional Chinese painting have grown stronger all the way, with continuous submissions and publications, and more people around him actively seeking calligraphy.

The scroll at the Binda exhibition has been inquired for prices these days. Liming Yue opened his mouth in surprise after receiving the quotation, and forced to act calmly: "Yes."

She calmly knocked on the door of the study, went in and said to Shen Yanbing, "We are going to get rich."

"..." Shen Yanbing was expressionless and choked for a few seconds, "Cultural people shouldn't be so vulgar."

Liming Yue sees blessings such as "Gong Xi Fa Cai" frequently these days, thinking it is a buzzword.

She thought about it, and changed her younger term: "We are going to get rich."

Shen Yanbing cooperated with hindsight: "Wow, that's great!"

Limingyue noticed the other party's perfunctoryness, calmed down, and felt wronged: "You don't even ask."

Shen Yanbing finally laughed and flicked her forehead: "Someone has come to ask for the calligraphy?"

Although there are some differences, it is roughly the same.

Limingyue remembered that her grandfather was Zheng Dexing, she must be surprised at this kind of thing, and she couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

Shen Yanbing knew what the other person was thinking at first sight, and couldn't laugh or cry: "This is just the beginning."

She deliberated her words, "The beginning of your wealth."

Limingyue's eyes lit up again and corrected: "It's us."

Shen Yanbing smiled and said solemnly: "Don't be lost by these, you have to know what your pursuit is-money is only incidental."

"When you become a real master of calligraphy and painting, I must be happier than I am now."

Limingyue did not expect the other party to consider such a long-term consideration. She was a little embarrassed and embarrassed for a while. She even thought of a lot of ways and ways to expand the calligraphy and painting business-a few words made her sober, and Nane nodded.

Modern society emphasizes money everywhere. Liming Yue adds and subtracts to that small account book every day, looking at the balance in his mobile phone account, and is inevitably affected by this ethos.

Shen Yanbing realized that he had said too much just now, so he remedied it now.

"It's not that you don't accept it at all, but you have to weigh your priorities. You are young now, and it is a good time to cultivate yourself. Don't spend too much time on pleasing others' aesthetics."

Liming Yue raised her hand to signal that she understood.

Shen Yanbing was amused by her childish behavior, stroking her long hair, "There will be everything in the future."

Liming Yue nodded her head heavily, her eyes were sincere and firm: "We will have everything we want."

Shen Yanbing leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips, and replied, "Okay."

Time quickly reached the end of November, and the temperature in Bincheng slowly dropped. Walking outside finally felt cold. Shen Yanbing spent several days buying Limingyue clothes for autumn and winter.

"The thinnest model." Liming Yue emphasized, "It's really not cold!"

Shen Yanbing was always afraid that she would catch a cold, so she picked the thickest money-walking on campus, Liming Yue often felt that she was out of place.

When Zhou Ying was having dinner with them, she couldn't help but ask: "Sister is so afraid of the cold?"

Liming Yue's chin retracted into the collar: "A little bit."

Shen Yanbing couldn't laugh or cry, and finally followed her.

So Limingyue began to wear her clothes frequently, with sweaters and jackets inside, and Limingyue went out without paying attention.

Shen Yanbing looked at the clothes of the two that had been mixed in the closet, amused: "Don't like the new clothes I bought for you?"

She is taller than Liming Yue, and the size of her clothes is one size larger. Liming Yue always looks loose when she wears it.

At this moment, Limingyue was lying on the sofa, her feet covered with blankets, "I bought too thick, I just wear your old clothes, don't spend any more money."

Shen Yanbing didn't break through her careful thoughts, but looked at Liming Yue who was wearing her sweater.

The long hair fell to the bent ankles, and the beige sweater was a little loose, but it didn't look dull, on the contrary, it didn't have a lazy style.

Especially when the pair of apricot eyes looked over, they were almost trying to take away the soul of the person.

Unfortunately, I met Shen Xiahui.

Limingyue looked at her mobile phone, flipped through the webpage, and occasionally glanced lightly.

Shen Yanbing leaned on the other side of the sofa, holding the laptop as if he hadn't seen it.

Suddenly, with a "clang", Liming Yue almost threw the phone out.

Shen Yanbing finally looked over.

Limingyue's face flushed, she bent over to touch the phone that had fallen on the ground, and her voice trembled: "...slid."

Shen Yanbing raised his eyebrows, "What are you looking at?"

The atmosphere is a bit subtle.

Limingyue also lowered his head to compete with the mobile phone, and seemed to have encountered a big problem.

Shen Yanbing moved over a little bit, leaning her head, Liming Yueyan quickly flipped over the phone with her hands, pursing her lips and staring at Shen Yanbing.

"The phone screen is broken?" Shen Yanbing asked.

Liming Yue shook his head: "No."

Shen Yanbing pondered: "What problem did you encounter?"

Liming Yue shook his head: "No, really."

If Shen Yan Bingzhuang sat back without curiosity, "That's good."

When she looked at Limingyue again, the other party seemed to have solved the big problem and exhaled for a long time.

Shen Yanbing no longer paid attention to her movement.

As everyone knows, Liming Yue has completed another transformation and progress in this chaos and thrill.

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