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Lao Jin looked excited.

Before, he thought about watching Zhong Ming make embarrassments, and pick out some low-level mistakes after writing the words, and let him know that not everyone can write calligraphy of the level of "Music for Nephew".

But now, Lao Jin no longer has this idea.

He has an idea now, quickly ask for the electronic version of this painting, and copy it a hundred times, no, a thousand times!

Although calligraphers in this world can no longer see the authentic works of many famous calligraphy works, they can still see the remnants of some other ancient copybooks, and they still have the ability to appreciate them.

Seeing this "Nephew's Manuscript", Lao Jin even had an illusion that it was the real one!

Even if Yan Zhenqing was reborn, it might be written like this!

Of course, there are more details, you have to go back and verify slowly and savor carefully.

Therefore, Lao Jin asked Zhong Ming how much he would sell the electronic version of this painting.

Zhong Ming smiled: "I can donate this calligraphy to the Calligraphy Association, but I hope that the Calligraphy Association can do me a little favor. When the game "Ink and Cloud" is really made, please send me a small advertisement." .”

Lao Jin froze for a moment, then nodded: "Okay! That's easy to say! But, are you sure you want to donate to the Calligraphy Association?"

Zhong Ming nodded: "Donate. Traditional calligraphy is an art that belongs to all Chinese people and even the whole world. It is my honor to let more people see this "Manuscript for the Memorial to My Nephew". Donate it to the Calligraphy Association so that calligraphy can get more Good development is also a good thing. Okay, we still have something to do, so we have to rush back to Ming'an City, so let's say goodbye first."

"Hey, wait, give me the electronic version first!" Lao Jin said hastily.

Zhong Ming smiled: "I posted it on Weibo, you can take it yourself."

...

Zhong Ming donated the words "Manuscript for the Nephew" to the Calligraphy Association, but it didn't mean that he also gave away the copyright.

What Zhong Ming meant was that the Calligraphy Association should use this calligraphy to communicate and learn, and it can be used freely.

But if some commercial companies want to use this character, they still have to come to Zhong Ming to buy the copyright.

The reason is also very simple, the calligraphy itself is not Zhong Ming's creation, it is nothing more than a copy of Yan Zhenqing's original handwriting with the help of calligraphy fruit, and written it into an electronic version.

It is a good thing that "Manuscript for the Nephew" can be published again, but if you always want to make a lot of money with it, it will be boring.

Just like Zhong Ming uploaded "Pacific Rim" and other songs, and only charged 1 yuan for everyone to download, but did not sell the copyright. In the final analysis, it is to make the works of these masters better known and loved by everyone, not to copy to make money.

Zhong Ming posted the "Nephew Memorial Manuscript" on Weibo, waiting for Lao Jin to pick it up.

After posting, Zhong Ming suddenly found several "follow private messages".

The so-called "following private messages" are private messages sent to themselves by followed bloggers, which are distinguished from ordinary private messages. After all, the bloggers who follow are usually famous people, which are different from ordinary private messages.

Zhong Ming opened it and saw that it was from Tang Ying.

"Excuse me, I'm Tang Ying. Uh, I have something to ask for your help. I don't know if it's convenient for you in the near future? Give me your contact information and talk about it in detail."

I checked, it was indeed Tang Ying's Weibo.

"Strange, what can she do with me?"

Zhong Ming was quite puzzled.

Speaking of which, Tang Ying indirectly helped Zhong Ming a lot.

Chanel's cosplay, "The Lurking Red Road" and the promotion of "Overtime Dog Survival Manual" all count.

Of course, Tang Ying went to cosplay Chanel, or played Zhong Ming's game live, also for the effect of her own live broadcast, but anyway, it did bring a lot of attention to Zhong Ming indirectly.

Therefore, Zhong Ming sent his linking account number over.

Not long after, a friend request came in.

"Hello, is it convenient now to start a video?" Tang Ying was very direct.

Zhong Ming replied: "Let's wait until evening or tomorrow. We have to catch a plane back to Ming'an City this afternoon."

Tang Ying asked: "Aren't you in Ming'an City?"

Zhong Ming: "Yes, I have something to do when I fly to Guanghua City."

"...Where are you, I'll find you."

...

On the other side, Lao Jin came out of the faculty cafeteria, turned on his bracelet while walking home, found Zhong Ming's Weibo and started refreshing it.

Jin Xi's home is not far from Guanghua Art Institute, and it takes a few minutes to walk there.

As he was walking, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Old Jin! Old Jin!"

Jin Xi looked up, Du Mingxian didn't know why he went there, and happened to run into him at school.

Du Mingxian saw that Lao Jin was in a hurry, and joked, "Old Jin, why did you leave in such a hurry? Hey, where is that contestant named Zhong Ming? Didn't you say that you want to chat with him well, and you took him away?"

Lao Jin said angrily: "What a fart! I almost lost my adult! Forget it, I don't have time to talk to you, I have to go home, there is something important!"

Du Mingxian was at a loss: "Old Jin, why are you talking so much? I haven't seen you pay so much attention to winning the lottery."

Lao Jin swiped a few times, and finally swiped out the Weibo of "Manuscript for Nephew Memorial".

He quickly downloaded it and sent it to the president of the Calligraphy Association.

In less than a minute, Qian Taishu, the president of the Calligraphy Association, called: "The Manuscript for the Nephew! Which master is this? Could it be you who wrote it?"

Lao Jin replied: "It would be great if I wrote it! Speaking of it, I feel a bit evil. Recently, someone invited me to participate in a game art concept competition called GGAC. As a judge, I thought that I am a calligraphy person. This is just making soy sauce, and the result..."

Lao Jin briefly recounted the meeting with Zhong Ming.

President Qian was so angry that he beat his chest on the other end of the phone: "Such a calligraphy genius, you let him run away?"

Lao Jin was stunned: "What do you mean let him run away? Then you mean I can still tie him to the Calligraphy Association?"

Chairman Qian thought for a while: "That's right, you can't treat him like an ordinary young man. This is a once-in-a-thousand-year genius! It's unbelievable that "Manuscript for Nephew Memorial" can be written to this extent! What's his name?" ? Do you know where you live? I will visit the house myself some other day!"

Lao Jin: "...I didn't ask!"

President Qian was so angry that he burst into foul language: "Old Jin, you are a waste, what use are you for!"

Lao Jin was speechless: "You are so confused! When you meet someone, ask them where is the right place to live! With his Weibo, you can ask yourself! I went to copy the "Nephew's Manuscript", huh."

...

Outside Guanghua Academy of Arts, a certain cafe.

Zhong Ming drank coffee by himself.

The air ticket was booked after 6:00 pm. I was worried that something would delay the review, so I booked a lot in advance, but I didn't expect it to be over in the morning.

Zhou Sen had a few classmates in Guanghua City, they sneaked away, and agreed to meet Zhong Ming at the airport.

Zhong Ming made an appointment with Tang Ying to meet at the cafe outside Guanghua Academy of Arts.

Zhong Ming didn't know before that Tang Ying belonged to Guanghua City, and it seemed that she graduated from Guanghua Art Academy.

I don't know what major I studied, but being a full-time anchor after graduating from such a prestigious school is also a talent.