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Upon hearing this answer, Su Mingyang and Zeng Xiaoxian immediately burst into laughter.
Hu Yifei was puzzled by their reactions: "Isn't that wrong?"
Su Mingyang said speechlessly, "What do you think?"
Hu Yifei gave up, saying helplessly, "Fine, I admit I don't know, okay? Just tell me the answer."
Su Mingyang smiled slightly and turned to Zeng Xiaoxian, saying, "Teacher Zeng, you can speak."
"I"
Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned; in fact, he didn't know either.
Seeing his clueless look, Hu Yifei immediately laughed and said, "Haha, you even claim to have a double master's degree in history and philosophy, and you don't even know this? May I ask which overpass issued your certificate?"
"You and me"
Zeng Xiaoxian's face turned pale and then red, and he couldn't say a word.
Su Mingyang was both amused and exasperated. He had thought Zeng Xiaoxian knew the answer, but seeing the two of them staring at him expectantly, he smiled and explained, "Alright, let's move on to some science."
"As far as I know, the reason why calligraphy is usually written from right to left is because it was adapted to the writing tool of the time, bamboo slips."
"From the perspective of writing and reading, a scroll of bamboo slips is easier to write on and read from right to left. Think about it, when you unfold a bamboo slip, is it easier to pull it to the right or to the left?"
Hu Yifei laughed and said, "Pull it in the toilet."
Su Mingyang: ""
Could you be any more disgusting?
Zeng Xiaodi glanced at Hu Yifei.
Hu Yifei chuckled dryly, "Just kidding, of course it's easier to pull to the right."
Su Mingyang composed himself and continued, "."
When writing on bamboo slips, the writing edges are spread out to the left, which explains why writing is done from right to left.
"The reason we write from left to right now is due to the availability of paper. However, some ancient people were unwilling to write that way, considering it 'emo' (a derogatory term for a flamboyant or unconventional style). This led to calligraphy still being written from right to left, which was regarded as the orthodox style."
Hu Yifei nodded, seemingly understanding, and exclaimed, "Not bad! I didn't expect you to know so much."
Su Mingyang raised an eyebrow and said, "Of course, what are you doing practicing calligraphy if you don't even understand this?"
Hu Yifei pouted.
Zeng Xiaoxian, standing nearby, stared at the calligraphy with great envy and praised, "I must say, Mingyang, your calligraphy is really beautiful. I remember there's a piece like this hanging in our station director's office, which supposedly cost tens of thousands of yuan. Compared to yours, it's far inferior!"
Hu Yifei subconsciously said, "So that means Mingyang's calligraphy could sell for tens of thousands?"
You're overthinking it.
Su Mingyang smiled and said, "The value of calligraphy and paintings depends not only on the artwork itself, but also on the artist's reputation. With a little hype, they can fetch a high price."
"That's right."
Zeng Xiaoxian nodded in agreement, then, as if remembering something, asked, "By the way, Yifei, do you remember that old man, Dan Tianhua, who came on the opening day of Mingyang Coffee Shop?"
Hu Yifei asked suspiciously, "I remember, what's wrong?"
Su Mingyang smiled slightly, already knowing what Zeng Xiaoxian wanted to say.
"If Mingyang had gone to study piano with him back then, won that Chopin Piano Prize, and become famous in China, then this piece of calligraphy of his could have sold for at least several hundred thousand at auction!"
Zeng Xiaoxian's tone carried a hint of regret.
"That's so exaggerated!"
Hu Yifei's eyes widened. "Just those four words are worth hundreds of thousands?"
Su Mingyang laughed and said, "Teacher Zeng was talking about when I'm famous. Right now, this piece of calligraphy wouldn't even sell for a hundred yuan."
Hu Yifei: "Okay."
"Haha hiccup"
Zeng Xiaojian chuckled and said, "Mingyang, what are you saying? Your comics and online novels are famous, so selling this calligraphy for a few hundred yuan is a piece of cake."
"Go ahead and buy it."
Su Mingyang joked.
Zeng Xiaoxian wiped his nose and said expectantly, "I'll buy it if you sell it! My room is missing something, and I think this calligraphy of yours is perfect. If I frame it and hang it on the wall, everyone will know I have good taste."
Hu Yifei muttered to herself, "Pretentious affectation."
Zeng Xiaoxian ignored her and stared intently at Su Mingyang: "So, Mingyang, I'll buy it for five hundred yuan. Will you sell it?"
Seeing that Zeng Xiaoxian didn't seem to be joking, Su Mingyang asked, "Teacher Zeng, do you really want it?"
"Of course."
"Alright, we're friends, why do business? If you want it, this calligraphy is yours for free."
Su Mingyang said casually, "Anyway... rewriting it will only take a minute."
"You really gave it to me?"
Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Su Mingyang with a look of surprise and delight.
Su Mingyang, too lazy to argue, said, "If you don't want it, then forget it."
"I want it! Of course I want it! Mingyang, thank you so much!"
Zeng Xiaoxian was incredibly excited when he heard this.
Seeing this, Hu Yifei's mind started to race.
"It's nothing."
Su Mingyang, oblivious to Hu Yifei's expression, said to Zeng Xiaoxian, "Teacher Zeng, you can take the calligraphy away. I'll write another one."
"well."
Zeng Xiaoxian responded and was about to pick up the calligraphy copybook and leave when he suddenly felt something was missing. He turned around, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Mingyang, you haven't signed this piece yet..."
"I didn't expect you to be so professional, Professor Zeng."
Su Mingyang smiled and shook his head, then picked up his pen and wrote his signature.
Looking at the elegant demeanor Su Mingyang exuded while writing, Zeng Xiaoxian exclaimed, "Mingyang, if I were a woman, I would definitely fall in love with you!"
These words gave Su Mingyang goosebumps, and he casually replied, "There are plenty of people who love me, Teacher Zeng, you have no chance."
"Ha ha"
Hu Yifei was overwhelmed with emotion.
Zeng Xiaoxian: ""
Before long, Su Mingyang finished writing his signature and affixed the seal he had made not long ago.
"alright."
"thanks!"
Zeng Xiaoxian happily picked up the calligraphy copybook.
at the same time.
A system notification sounded in Su Mingyang's mind.
Chapter 258 Is that what you call liking?
"Ding! Zeng Xiaoxian, the protagonist of the Love Apartment world, has reached 80 points of respect for the host. As a reward, the host has mastered massage skills!"
In an instant.
Su Mingyang's mind was filled with diagrams of human meridians and acupoints, as well as corresponding massage techniques.
As he absorbed this knowledge, he couldn't help but smile slightly.
This skill can not only maintain health and treat diseases, but also regulate the endocrine system.
It can also promote growth and development and improve immunity.
It's far more effective than Lu Ziqiao's so-called "power pills".
It's an essential skill for both home and travel.
I'll just try it out on Lin Wanyu tonight.
As he was thinking, Zeng Xiaoxian waved his hand in front of his eyes and called out, "Hey, Mingyang, I'll take this calligraphy: '283'."
Ah.
Su Mingyang snapped out of his daze and laughed, "Take it."
Zeng Xiaoxian thanked him, took the words, and left.
At this moment, Su Mingyang suddenly remembered that Zeng Xiaoxian's admiration for him had reached 80. He wondered when the lucky aura would be triggered and what good fortune he would receive. After all, Lin Wanyu had once obtained a weapon with no level requirement in Fantasy Westward Journey.
Shaking his head, Su Mingyang didn't think too much about it, leaving everything to Zeng Xiaoxian's own fate.
He was just about to grind the ink and continue writing when he noticed Hu Yifei still standing there, looking conflicted. He couldn't help but ask, "Yifei, are you trying to grind the ink for me?"