Danqing

Whether it is the imperial capital or H city, there is a certain distance from N city, and the two can only meet each other during winter and summer vacations.Chen Kezhi can't see other people, after all, there are some things beyond his control.

Regarding the school that Tan Songxue will go to in the future, Qin's father and Qin's mother argued for a long time without any result, and finally handed over the decision to Qin Songxue.

No matter what career he will pursue in the future, the most important thing is that he likes it.

In this regard, Qin's father and Qin's mother gave Qin Songxue great respect and freedom, which is also the main reason why Qin Songxue is not as rebellious as other children.

Qin Songxue couldn't make up her mind.

He is just in the second year of junior high school and has not considered going to college, but he is inclined to go to the Academy of Fine Arts in his heart. Cultural subjects are too boring for him. He would rather write and draw all day than lie on the table doing homework for two days. Hour.

"Qiaoqiu?" Chen Kezhi still hugged him to sleep at night, and Tan Songxue didn't fall asleep like usual, but twisted and adjusted his posture from time to time.Chen Kezhi found that he was insomnia and called him.

At the end of the year, when the temperature dropped, Tan Songxue didn't dare to twist too hard to prevent the cold wind from blowing in. After moving slightly, she obediently leaned her head on Chen Kezhi's body, raised one leg to press on Chen Kezhi's thigh, and wrapped herself around it like a sloth. .Both of them have a relatively high body temperature, so they only need to be covered with a medium-thick quilt to fall asleep.

"Huh?" Tan Songxue rubbed his face against Chen Kezhi's muscles, which were very elastic and comfortable to the touch.

Fearing that the gun would go off, Chen Kezhi pinched his earlobe to signal him not to make trouble.

"Have you decided which school to go to?"

Qin Songxue grabbed Chen Kezhi's finger on his earlobe and played with it unconsciously a few times, touching the calluses on his hand. There were two obvious protrusions behind the fingernails of the ring finger and middle finger, one was rubbed with a brush, and the other was It's a fountain pen, and Tan Songxue also has it, but it's on the ring finger and thumb.

"Actually, I want to go to the Academy of Fine Arts in the imperial capital... My father said that the calligraphy department there is the best. City H is also fine... My father said that city H is beautiful..."

For Qin Songxue, it is the right way to finish her undergraduate studies at the Academy of Fine Arts and then continue her graduate studies.In the first half of his life, father Tan suffered from being in the circle of people he didn't know. The starting point was too low, and it took a long time.The various competitions in the calligraphy and painting circle are different from other competitions. They are very subjective, and the award process is not open. Most of them are the individual shows of the professors and disciples. Unless the works are too brilliant, it is impossible to enter the exhibition.As for the awards, except for the first few sessions that started decades ago, they are almost all won by those disciples.

One reason for this phenomenon is that these masters and disciples are of high standard, and the other is internal digestion.Some of the works in the exhibition are actually based on relationships, but the winning works are all real talents and practical learning.The awards are all calligraphy masters from various provinces. If the disciples of the other party can convince them, then they will win the award. There will be no water at all.

Learning from the master, I have a higher vision than others from the very beginning, knowing where to start, how to quickly improve my level, and write works that are ancient and vivid.

Father Qin is not a closed disciple of a contemporary master. If Qin Songxue has been following Father Qin, he may be well-known in the whole province, but he will definitely be unknown in the whole country.

In other words, if Qin Songxue doesn't go to the Academy of Fine Arts, it's equivalent to having her wings broken.

But Tan Songxue didn't understand the consequences of this, he only knew that he wanted to write, draw, and carve seals.

Just because he doesn't understand doesn't mean Chen Kezhi doesn't understand.

"I will apply for N University." Chen Kezhi said.

The Academy of Fine Arts of N University also has a calligraphy department, but the Academy of Art of N University, which is famous for its academic nature, is more than 01:30 points lower than the professional Academy of Fine Arts. Some students still have to learn one because of their poor cultural performance. N University is only admitted to special skills, and there are not a few such people.The calligraphy department of a comprehensive university started late, and the teaching staff is not as good as that of the Academy of Fine Arts. The level of teachers is not necessarily higher than that of Yi Xiuyun and Qin's father.

To Qin Songxue, it wasn't even tasteless.

Chen Kezhi continued: "I will still be a graduate student at N University, maybe I will go all the way to a Ph.D."

Qin Songxue was stunned for a while, thinking of what Tan's father said to him, and said: "My father said that if I go to the Academy of Fine Arts, I will also go to graduate school..."

From undergraduate to Ph.D., ten years have passed.

Two people have to be apart for at least that long.

Tan Songxue studied earlier than other children. She just turned seventeen in her freshman year and was not yet an adult.

That age was the most exciting stage of life, but Chen Kezhi was not around him.

So Chen Kezhi didn't want to let him go.

He wished he could hold Tan Songxue in his arms, every moment.

Chen Kezhi thought about taking the university entrance examination in the imperial capital, but he was not sure about Q University. Every year, Q University only recruits a hundred people in the whole province, and almost half of them are recommended students. here. M University and several other schools also have high overall rankings, but the Department of Finance is not as good as N University.

Moreover, Chen Jianguo and Chen Ming are both in N City, and their connections are almost useless under the feet of the emperor who is full of high-ranking officials. Chen Kezhi has to rely on himself for everything.

Because of emotion and reason, Chen Kezhi wanted to stay.

"Qiaoqiu, if you go to the Academy of Fine Arts, we may not see each other several times in the next year."

Not only did he want to stay, even Tan Songxue couldn't leave.

When Qin Songxue heard Chen Kezhi's words, she was really anxious: "I don't want to miss you!"

Chen Kezhi gently clasped his head and let him lean on his shoulder: "Then come to N University with me?"

"But I still want to write and draw..." Tan Songxue lowered his voice. He has no specific plans for the future, as long as he can sell calligraphy and flowers like his father. The key is that he likes it himself, textbooks and so on... Too much effort.

"I didn't tell you not to write, and you can still participate in the National Exhibition if you don't go to the Academy of Fine Arts. Isn't your father like this?"

Qin Songxue: "Well... I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Kezhi's cell phone rang.

"Who? You still send text messages in the middle of the night, there must be something wrong." Tan Songxue complained, "Why are you texting so much recently? It's so annoying."

Chen Kezhi rubbed his head reassuringly, took the phone over and opened the unread messages.

【Zhou Yizhu: Monitor, I can't sleep. 0:14am]

Chen Kezhi didn't reply to the text message, turned off the phone, and put it back where it was.

"Qiaoqiu, my brother doesn't want to be separated from you. You go to the Academy of Fine Arts to study, and it will take at least ten years before you graduate. You met those professors, your classmates, your friends there, and the focus of your work will be there. Come back It's unlikely...and I won't go to the imperial capital, my family is here, do you understand?"

Tan Songxue remained silent, as if making a decision.

Chen Kezhi waited quietly.

After 2 minutes, Qin Songxue said: "Brother, can you accompany me to the Imperial Capital? We don't have to go to the same school, we can live in the same city. N University's ranking is not as high as that of the Imperial Capital, those universities are better , I think you will pass the exam."

But Chen Kezhi didn't budge: "I won't go to the imperial capital, it's not suitable for me... I can't pass the exam for Q major."

"Then you can go to M University, D University..."

"Their finance department is not as good as n."

Tan Songxue was a little unhappy hearing what Chen Kezhi said, and she didn't want to lean her head against him anymore, so she stretched out her hands to support her and moved back.

"You really want to go to the Academy of Fine Arts so much?" Chen Kezhi asked him.

Tan Songxue nodded, and then said: "My mother thinks the same as you, let me go to N University, and then come out to find a job."

When Chen Kezhi heard this, he seemed to think of something, and changed the subject: "Qiaoqiu, I think Aunt Li is right."

Tan Songxue got a little angry, turned over and got off Chen Kezhi, turned his back to him and said, "Why?"

Chen Kezhi was not annoyed by his reaction, and said patiently: "Are you really sure that you want to be like Master in the future?"

Qin Songxue nodded without hesitation.

"Then can you guarantee that you will always like calligraphy in the next few decades? What if one day you get tired of writing and painting, have you ever thought about it?"

"How is it possible?" Tan Songxue retorted decisively.

"I'm not joking with you. If you don't believe me, you can ask Master. Is he as enthusiastic about drawing and writing now as before? In the past, Master created only for his own pleasure. Now he uses this to make money, even if he has no inspiration, he will keep painting. "

Chen Kezhi's words are indeed true. Father Tan no longer has the same passion for calligraphy and painting as before. It's not that he doesn't like it, but it has become more of a habit.I am used to picking up pens, composing pictures, splitting characters, and collecting characters every day, just like people's three meals a day.

But when Chen Kezhi said it in this way, it changed completely. Qin Songxue had never participated in the provincial exhibition, and he was still an entry-level rookie. How could he know this?

So Qin Songxue fell silent again.

Chen Kezhi was not in a hurry, and slowly waited for his answer.

"Brother, can I change my account in a few years... I don't know what to do..."

"No, didn't Aunt Li tell you, this kind of thing should be done as soon as possible. More and more people are changing their nationalities, and the investigation will be stricter and stricter in the future. Master is fine, Aunt Li is a civil servant."

"But my father is in province G..." He didn't change it randomly.

"You don't understand." Regardless of whether it's in compliance with the rules or not, as long as this incident breaks out and ruins Li Xingmin's reputation, the goal will be achieved.How did Qin Songxue know these devious ways?

"Oh..." Tan Songxue sighed.

Chen Kezhi couldn't help but smile, every time the little ruffian sighed, he felt a strange sense of disobedience.

"I think you can go to N University first. If your diploma is only from the Academy of Fine Arts, no unit will take you. After graduation, you don't want to sell calligraphy and painting and can only be a teacher. There are graduate students in the Academy of Fine Arts. If you really want to keep studying, you can Report that. Postgraduate teaching is more valuable than undergraduate teaching, isn’t it the same for master? The undergraduate teaching of the Academy of Fine Arts is more than enough for master to teach you.”

Chen Kezhi was always deceived and deceived.

Tan Songxue thought for a long time, and after weighing it over and over again, she nodded and changed her mind.

"I'm going to N University."

"Hey..." Chen Kezhi fished Tan Songxue back, wrapped him in his arms again, and kissed his hair, "Go to sleep, good night."

"Good night."

The next day, Qin Songxue replied to Qin's father and mother. Qin's mother was very happy, but Tan's father didn't respond much while being disappointed, and respected his son's decision.

Qin Songxue said to his father very solemnly: "Dad, I will work hard to learn Chinese characters. I can write well even if I don't take the Academy of Fine Arts exam. I won't let you down. I will definitely do better than you in the future. You see you are more than 30 years old. It's really amazing to join the National Calligraphy Association at the age of [-]."

After Qin's father heard this, his hands trembled, and the cigarette almost fell to the ground.

After a few days, Chen Ming found out about this and told Chen Kezhi on the phone.

"Do you like him? Love him?" Chen Ming sneered.

Chen Kezhi held the phone in silence.

"You're fucking hurting him!" Chen Ming rarely got angry, and it was the first time he spoke in such a decibel-raised tone.

Chen Kezhi answered vaguely on the other end of the phone.

"He doesn't understand anything now, when he grows up he will hate you, do you know that?"

"I have my measure."

The brothers were silent for a while.

Chen Ming said: "When something goes wrong, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Chen Kezhi said indifferently: "Well, thank you brother."

Chen Ming was furious, thank you so much, said something to do it for himself, and hung up the phone.

He is satisfied with Chen Kezhi in all aspects, but he is so paranoid about his emotions that he is almost pathological.While Chen Kezhi gave Tan Songxue the ultimate love, he also put layers of shackles on him.

For the ignorant Tan Songxue, he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

After Chen Ming finished smoking a Yellow Crane Tower, he remembered what Chen Kezhi asked him to do on the phone, and scolded me|fuck in his heart.