When celebrating, there is no concept of time.
When Li Shi rinsed off the sweat in the bathroom and called the hotel's room service to deliver the meal, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.
He was in great spirits and in excellent condition.
Remembering that I hadn't shared this good thing with Qiuye yet, I immediately found my phone on the desk and liked her in the WeChat area.
As soon as the message was sent, a WeChat notification sound came from the blanket between the two beds. Li Shi was worried that the next movement would disturb the woman who was still napping, so he followed the sound and picked up the phone that fell on the ground.
The phone belonged to Wang Yuelan. Li Shi remembered the enjoyment just now, walked over, and pressed another kiss on her rosy and white cheek.
She stood up and unlocked it with the fingerprint of her left thumb. Then she temporarily set her phone to silent and put it on the bedside table.
But before waiting long, Chen Qiuye called directly.
Li Shijin's health is indirect.
After chatting for a while about publishing a book, she said happily: "Wu Yiming knew that we were going to Guishan Island tomorrow, so he introduced me to a friend of his who runs a B&B on the island. She is the cousin of his partner. I have already added her. WeChat.”
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Guishan Island is located on the Lingding Ocean with thousands of miles of blue waves. It is the most open island in the Wanshan Islands and has the largest population.
The island is prosperous and rich in aquatic products. Many fishermen carry out cage farming. In addition to ordinary seafood, there are also rare fish species such as grouper, snakehead white, military cavalry, and Zhanghong. The friend introduced by Wu Yiming took it for his sake. The customers were very enthusiastic and brought all kinds of the freshest seafood for Li Shi and others to taste.
Unfortunately, the weather on the island is changeable, and sometimes the weather forecast is inaccurate. It rained lightly for a long time after they landed on the island.
I stayed on the island for two days and only spent one day enjoying myself. I visited the Guishan Lighthouse, Pier Plaza, Seafood and Fish Market, Beach, Tin Hau Mazu Temple, Shen Dao Stone, Tunnel Museum and other small attractions on the island. The rest were more than half During the day, the three of them stayed in the room of the B&B.
Fortunately, the conditions of the B&B are very good. The room arranged by the landlady is on the second floor, with a balcony, facing the blue sea, and you can enjoy the most beautiful sea view.
The vastness of the sea can indeed cultivate one's mind.
Li Shi enjoyed the picturesque seascape, and while his mind was widened, his appetite was also widened.
Clams, scallops, abalone and other seafood were plump and delicious. He relied on his good digestion and large appetite to cook them vigorously.
After eating and drinking enough, I will take advantage of the energy to write limericks that make people happy physically and mentally and sublimate the soul.
Its name is "Perseverance".
Said: One day, two days, three or four days, five, six, seven, eight or ninety days. Thousands of days and countless days are nothing to us.
The poem is about ambition. Li Shi’s own explanation is that most of the successes in this world are hard-won. For example, if you learn a sport, even if you are gifted and have an advantage from birth, you must persist in the simplest way. Action training requires mechanical repetition, repetition and repetition. It requires thousands of times to hone your skills, from the outside to the inside, and then from the inside to the outside, back and forth. Only by enduring the boring and tedious process can you finally win the championship in one fell swoop and reveal your past at the peak. Get rid of accumulated boredom and achieve supreme joy and achievement.
No one can succeed casually!
This is the insight he gained from continuous learning after obtaining the learning panel.
But the ultimate success is also charming and joyful.
And his happiness even lasted from Yongcheng to Yangcheng, lasting longer than others.
After returning to Yangcheng, Li Shi took the high-speed train to Jiangcheng the next morning to sign a publishing contract with Changhe Literature and Art Publishing House.
As soon as he got in the car, there was a piece of news in the "We Three" group that made him laugh or cry.
Chen Qiuye sent this: "Li Shitou, you big monster of a humanoid beast, just wait, Sister Lan and I will not admit defeat! We will make you look good next time! (Left hums)"
After a while, she sent another message: "Well... I'll wait until your birthday at most!"
He couldn't help but smile.
You Chen Qiuye, I don’t know who begged for mercy again and again. If you really dare to say harsh words, don’t feel guilty and don’t look back to make amends.
But birthday... Li Shi immediately remembered the birthday gift Chen Qiuye had said, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Washing radishes on the river - one by one, there is a big difference between the double happiness of two flowers blooming together.
His heart rate couldn't help but speed up.
It’s the sixth day of the sixth lunar month, which means it’s just over two months ago. It’s really exciting!
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From Yangcheng to Jiangcheng, the high-speed train takes four hours.
When he was about to arrive, Li Shi received another WeChat message from Fei Miao.
"Brother-in-law, why didn't you say anything when you came to Yangcheng? I didn't know you were coming until I saw Sister Yuelan's circle of friends. When I asked her, you had already left... (curls)"
Li Shi didn't reply right away, so he opened Wang Yuelan's circle of friends and took a look.
She posted the post an hour ago, probably after she dropped her off at the station and returned. It was a photo of the three of them - Qiu Ye was in the middle, holding her with one arm and Li Shi with the other.
Li Shi remembered that the B&B proprietress took this photo for them on the steps in front of the B&B.
During the entire trip, Li Shi took just one photo, and he helped them take the rest, including at least hundreds of photos of seaside lighthouses and beaches, cliff roads, and balconies in B&Bs.
He clicked a like and then went back to reply Fei Miao's message: "I was so busy that I forgot about it. Fei Miao, what are you doing?"
Fei Miao: "Aren't you guys playing around all the time?"
Li Shi: “I’m also very busy when I’m playing.”
Fei Miao: "Oh... I also want to treat you to dinner and ask you some questions about studying."
When Li Shi heard that it was about studying, he became a little more serious and typed with both hands: "Then you ask, I happen to be relatively free now, and I will be busy again later."
Fei Miao: "Forget it, I have a lot of questions. Let's wait until the next time we meet to ask them."
Li Shijian raised his eyebrows, feeling that this little girl really had a problem with her attitude as Qiuye said.
But she doesn't usually contact him. Maybe it's a sister's admiration for her brother?
"Okay, let's talk about it next time we meet."
It was half past one when he got off the train. Li Shi checked the map and found that it would take about twenty minutes to get from the high-speed rail station to the publishing house. He first called Editor Peng and told him that he had arrived, then took a taxi and went straight to Jianghan District.
I read Han Shu for a while on the way, and after waiting for twenty minutes, Editor Peng sent a message saying to wait for him at the gate of the community.
A few minutes later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the publishing house, and he saw Peng Zichen, who was less than thirty years old.
Editor Peng is not tall, but he is fat and very eye-catching.
"Editor Peng!"
"Are you Teacher Li? Finally we meet."
The two entered the community. Li Shi looked around and found that the community was very old, with four-story old houses.
After entering the second floor of one of the buildings, there was a sign for the editorial office hanging at the door. There were four desks inside, filled with books and magazines.
When I walked in, there were two other editors, a man and a woman. They were all relatively young, around thirty years old at most.
Li Shi thought to himself that it was probably rare in the entire traditional publishing industry to have so many young editors in this publishing house.
After the introduction, he sat down at Peng Zichen's desk. He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Li Shi with a smile: "I didn't expect you to look so young, but it contrasts with your sophisticated writing style, and you are so handsome... …Would you consider using your own photo as the cover? Maybe it will help sales.”
Use your own photo as a book cover?
Li Shi shook his head quickly. He would not do such a shameful thing.
The two chatted for a while, and Peng Zichen took him to see the leader again, and then got down to business and started talking about contract signing.
The conditions had been negotiated long ago. Li Shi carefully checked the contract prepared by Peng Zichen, mainly to see whether the above terms were consistent with what was said before, whether there were any additional terms that he was not aware of, etc.
After completing the signing, Peng Zichen suddenly asked: "I see in the sample chapter and the video on your B station, there are a lot of paintings. Are they all drawn by you yourself?"
Li Shi put his contract into his bag, and took out the manuscript of the first chapter sample from it, saying: "It is true that I drew it all by myself. This is the manuscript. Take a look at it, Editor Peng."
The original submission was an electronic manuscript he made based on the manuscript. Peng Zichen took the manuscript, opened it, and his eyes widened a bit. He couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice: "What beautiful words!"
When Li Shi saw this, he smiled happily.
His ability to control pen and ink is unparalleled in the world. In addition, his aesthetic level has been cultivated to a certain level. He practices hard twice a day. Now he is very familiar with Ouyang Xun's "Jiucheng Palace Liquan Ming" and Yan Zhenqing's "Duobao Pagoda Stele". ", Liu Gongquan's "Mysterious Pagoda Stele" and other famous calligraphy works, I conducted a lot of copying studies, and each of them copied them to the point of nine-nine points and nine points of form, and three to four points of spiritual similarity.
This manuscript was written based on the "European style" and added his own understanding of beauty.
There is no personal style to speak of, and it is a hard pen, but it is indeed very beautiful and very beautiful!
"When I finish studying history, I will officially choose to learn calligraphy on the learning panel. With my current calligraphy level, I will definitely be promoted to... a higher level. With my current ability to control pen and ink, as well as my understanding of regular script and It’s very easy to master it and jump directly to the level of mastery.”
Peng Zichen's exclamation also attracted the attention of his two colleagues, who both ran over to take a look.
Among them, the tall and thin male editor must have practiced calligraphy. After looking at it for a while, he immediately praised: "Teacher Li, you are practicing European style, right? The style of European style is Yu Pingzheng's dangerous situation." , pays attention to rigorous structure and strict rules, and is typically easy to learn but difficult to master. Speaking of which, I also studied for a while...your level is already very high."
As he spoke, he suddenly sighed: "Well, I usually practice calligraphy. When I see such a beautiful work, I really want to keep it as my own, but this is your manuscript, so I can't force it on others..."
Peng Zichen knew his colleagues. He was sent to participate in all writing-related activities in the club by default, and he was also a member of the Jianghan District Calligraphers Association.
Seeing his praise, Peng Zichen looked at Li Shi with a different look: "Teacher Li, I didn't expect that not only are you good at writing and painting, you are also a calligrapher with an excellent pen!"
Li Shi was a little embarrassed.
He knew his own level, and he had taken a few steps forward on the road of calligraphy. He was still in the first half of the journey, and he was far away from the finish line of "Calligraphy Master", so he said humbly: "Where, I am My level is just average, but I don’t dare to be called a calligrapher.”
The male editor surnamed Wang had already taken the manuscript from Peng Zichen's hands, held it in front of his eyes, stared at it carefully with eager eyes, and kept saying: "People nowadays are impetuous, and many so-called calligraphers just I think about innovation and don’t care about basic skills at all, but the strokes you write, even though it is a hard pen, it can be seen that you must have accumulated extremely high writing skills through years of hard work since childhood!"
Li Shi smiled and said nothing.
Although he did insist on practicing hard every day after learning calligraphy, it only lasted a few months.
My talent is too monstrous, there is no need to tell others about it and make others jealous.
Editor Wang glanced up at him, thinking he had acquiesced, and suddenly put down the manuscript and ran out. However, he quickly brought a set of pens, ink, paper and inkstones and handed them to Li Shi with a smile on his face: "Fortunately, there is an activity room next to it. With all this, Teacher Li, can I ask you for a picture?"
Seeing him like this, Peng Zichen next to him immediately joined in the fun: "I want one too, I want one too."
However, the other female editor was not interested in calligraphy. She had already sat back in her seat and looked at this side with a smile.
When Li Shi saw this, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He had no idea that things would develop like this. He originally thought that if he wanted to show off his skills, it would be in painting.
However, thinking that publishing my book could be so smooth and efficient was due to the support and promotion of these young editors, I said: "Okay, then I will make a fool of myself."
After clearing a desk, Li Shi first thought about what to write, then took nine deep breaths, calmed down, then picked up the pen and dipped ink, and wrote in one stroke on the rice paper:
The half-foot-long book has a new atmosphere, and the editing and polishing means it is still true.
No one can compare with his skillful hand, and the fragrance of ink spreads throughout the ages.
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The words written with the brush are more energetic.
Editor Wang stared at it in a daze: "Every stroke is so round and can be retracted and retracted freely. This ability to control ink is so terrifying! It's like it was printed by a printer..."
Because of the gift of calligraphy and calligraphy, the three of them seemed to become completely familiar with each other, and it felt like they felt like old friends at first sight.
Editor Wang and Peng Zichen took Li Shi and chatted in the office for more than two hours. They talked about calligraphy, how to join the calligraphy association, and then talked about Li Shi's "Pre-Qin Cultural Context Guide", then about painting, and other topics. They were so confused that if Li Shi hadn't driven to the capital, they would have wanted to entertain Li Shi to taste Jiangcheng's delicacies.
When Li Shi said goodbye, the two of them went downstairs and sent him to the gate.
As the editor-in-chief, Peng Zichen said with a smile: "Mr. Li, you are really talented. You are proficient in history, articles, calligraphy, and painting. I am your fan now! When you go back, hurry up and finish the manuscript. I am the first one here." We will push forward the publication as soon as possible, and we will strive to get the book on the market as soon as possible!" (End of this chapter)
