Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 712 Two Worlds
The next morning, Zhang Zhong sent Pengpeng to school first, and then went to Mengmu Xiaozhu.

Because the vast majority of Mengmu Xiaozhu's collection are children, there are no people here on Monday.

The reason why Zhang Zhong came here today is because he has a regular calligraphy class student in Mengmu Xiaozhu, Li Yong, who was going to give him a brush before.

Zhang Zhong’s classes in Mengmu Xiaozhu are relatively few, but Li Yong is always there every time he comes. Xu Yuhan said that this guy basically comes every other day. Even if there is no class, he will still be in the calligraphy classroom by himself. Practice calligraphy.

Li Yong's foundation is relatively poor, and because he is old, many writing habits are difficult to correct, so practicing calligraphy is even more difficult than those children.

However, he also has advantages compared with children, that is, he has money and leisure, and he has perseverance.

After studying for such a long time, I can't leave my pen almost every day, and now I can be regarded as an introduction.

Yesterday he sent a message asking Zhang Chong if he had time. He recently came up with a "Manuscript for Nephew Memorial" and wanted Zhang Chong to see it.

Zhang Zhong was quite interested. After all, Li Yong had studied with him for so long, so he had some friendship with him.

When he arrived at Mengmu Xiaozhu, Li Yong had already arrived.

"Where's your next post? Show me it?"

With a smile, Li Yong pulled out his next post from the cloth bag and unfolded it on the table, Zhang Chong stood by the table with his hands behind his back and looked at it roughly, then nodded and said, "The basic skills are getting more and more solid, but I'm still a little restless. In fact, I don't recommend you to read "The Manuscript for the Nephew" now. This post contains too much emotion, and all the changes in the rhythm of the brush are caused by different emotions and mental states. But you are now reading this post. On the one hand, The brushwork is too difficult for you, and on the other hand, you are too busy thinking about how to write like it, but you don’t have a good understanding of the emotions inside.”

"Actually, to tell you the truth, I don't know much about what this post is about." Li Yong scratched his head and said.

Zhang Zhong glanced at Li Yong in surprise. Previously, when Zhang Zhong was in class, he usually talked about brushwork. Even if there was an extension, it was because he cared about the children and didn't talk about it in depth.And often after the class, he left directly, and generally did not communicate with Li Zuo in depth.

He originally thought that Li Yong practiced calligraphy so hard that he couldn't even figure out the content of these posts.

After all, it is not difficult to find out the content of these posts, as long as you search the Internet, everything will come out.

Seeing the doubt in Zhang Zhong's eyes, Li Yong said again, "I didn't like studying very much when I was a child. I dropped out of school when I was a teenager and went to work with my father to do engineering. I have been fooling around in these years. Last year, I suddenly felt I was a little confused, so I took a break. I wanted to make up for the regrets when I was young and read more books, but found that I couldn’t read at all. I guess I have dyslexia. Finally, I discovered calligraphy and learned it for a while. .I am now writing like an old bricklayer on the construction site. Although I can build walls, I don’t know how to build the building.”

The metaphor Li used made Zhang Chong feel quite appropriate, Zhang nodded emphatically, "It's okay, let's take it step by step, knowing how to build walls is already better than many people. But I still suggest that you should read more books at ordinary times, Everything is difficult at the beginning, maybe after you read it for a while, you will find that reading is not as difficult as you imagined, as for the so-called dyslexia, it is probably your own imagination."

"Then—well, I'll listen to you. What do you think I should read first? Should I read those classical Chinese texts?" Li Yong is like a primary school student now, and the words of the teacher Zhang Zhong are like It is the same as the imperial decree.

Zhang Zhong waved his hand with a smile, "It's not necessary. Go to the bookstore and read what you can read. Don't think about becoming a writer all at once. Reading is equivalent to eating. If you like meat, eat meat. If you like to be vegetarian, you should be vegetarian. And people’s preferences are not static, maybe if you eat too much vegetarian, you will also think about eating meat, and if you eat too much meat, you will also consider vegetarianism.”

"Well, I see." Li Yong pursed his lips and said, although he said he was going to the bookstore, he still resisted in his heart.

After "retiring" from the construction site, it's not that he hasn't been to a bookstore.

But that experience made him a little uncomfortable. When he walked into the bookstore and was surrounded by rows of bookshelves, he felt like he had fallen into a bottomless pool.

He knew that it was the fear from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, I'm here today, I have something to do later."

Zhang Zhong looked at the time. He still had two classes in the morning, and now he was going to the school.

Li Yong nodded, "Go and do your work, I missed your time today."

"you are welcome."

After Zhang Chong left, Li Yong stood in front of the table and carefully looked at the words he wrote. What Teacher Zhang said just now was correct, he was indeed too impetuous, and what Teacher Zhang said about emotional and psychological changes, He didn't understand at all, it was an unfamiliar field for him.

He put away his writing, and then stepped out of Meng Mu Xiaozhu.

Standing at the door of Mengmu Xiaozhu, he looked around.

He remembered that there was a bookstore nearby, maybe he should go and have a look, he was afraid that the resolution he had made so hard just now would be worn out after a while.

Five minutes later, Li Yong was standing at the door of a bookstore, looking at the crowded crowd inside, he felt a little retreat.

Why are there so many people in the bookstore?
Has the world changed?He originally thought that most people in this world were like him and didn't like reading books.

After hesitating for a long time, Li Yong finally made up his mind and walked towards the bookstore.

When he walked into the bookstore, his eyes suddenly widened, because there was a poster just before entering the bookstore, and the person printed on it was Teacher Zhang whom he had just met not long ago.

Why is Teacher Zhang printed as a poster and placed in the bookstore?

[Zhang's new work "Lord of the Flies" is now on the shelves! 】

There are also a series of titles below, winners of Wei Feng Award, winners of Pu Songling Award, Nebula Award...

Although Li Yong didn't know what these titles represented, he knew that it must be great to win so many awards.

And those people crowded next to the bookshelves all came for Teacher Zhang's new book.

"Buy it quickly and let's go out. This bookstore is too small and there are too many people."

"I don't know what to write in the new book."

"I'll know if I go back and read it later."

"Anyway, no matter what I write, as long as it is Zhang Da's work, I love to read it."

"Isn't this nonsense?"

Listening to the words of the two young people next to him, Li Yong felt that he had come into contact with another world, a world that he had never been in contact with before, a world that was different from the construction site and the drinking party.

Because of Mr. Zhang, he came into contact with this world.

After standing by the bookshelf for a long time, he went straight to the bookstore employee and asked, "I want all the books of Teacher Zhang Chongzhang."

"All the books?" The staff glanced at Li Yong, then pointed to a bookshelf in the back row and said, "Except for the new books, Zhang Zhong's books are all there."

"Thank you."

Li Yong nodded his thanks, and when he walked to the bookshelf, he realized why the staff member looked at him so strangely just now, because Teacher Zhang had too many books, even if he took one, he might not be able to hold it .

(End of this chapter)