Whether the jade was good or not, one could tell by its color.
Wang Hongmei looked at the jade bracelet in her hand and frowned."Son, this jade bracelet costs a lot of money, right?”
"Not bad, more than 20,000!"
Lin Xian saw his mother's worried gaze and couldn't help but smile.""Mom, don't worry. I bought this from Yu Yuan Jewelry Store.”
"Oh, that's good."
Jade Fate's reputation was not bad. Wang Hongmei could not help but feel relieved. She immediately reprimanded,"Next time, don't buy such an expensive gift. If you accidentally break it, it'll hurt so much!”
Lin Guodong played with the lighter in satisfaction and nodded."This lighter is not bad, but I've never heard of the brand.”
"It's from Cartier. It costs more than 6,000 yuan!" Lin Xian smiled.
"What?"
Wang Hongmei was annoyed." A broken lighter costs more than 6,000 yuan? Why did they have to buy such an expensive one? It was just lighting a fire. They could have just bought one or two yuan!”
"Wang Hongmei, what do you mean?”Lin Guodong raised his eyebrows and retorted,"How can a plastic lighter that costs one or two yuan be the same as this?”
After the old couple bickered daily, Lin Guodong returned to the kitchen and cooked two dishes for Lin Xian. Then, he went next door with a cigarette in his mouth to show off.
After eating the local cuisines in Shanghai for two to three days, he felt very close to his father's Sichuan Cuisine.
Lin Guodong's cooking skills were naturally excellent. A dish of duck blood curd was spicy and fragrant, not to mention Mapo Tofu. With white rice, he could eat three or four bowls.
After dinner, Lin Xian consciously cleaned up the dishes.
"I'll collect them later. You go back and rest!" Wang Hongmei said.”
"It's okay. I'm not tired." Lin Xian waved his hand.
After clearing the table and washing the dishes, he picked up his backpack and said,""Mom, I'll go back first."
"Go!"
……
Lin Xian didn't go home immediately. Instead, he went to the stationery store to buy a fountain pen and a few calligraphy practice books.
This was the first skill that he was prepared to learn, Hard Pen Calligraphy!
As the saying goes, observing words is like observing people.
One could roughly tell a person's character from how well they wrote.
And a good hand with elegant and free calligraphy would undoubtedly make people have a good impression of him. This was also the reason why Lin Xian chose hard pen calligraphy.
After returning home, Lin Xian turned on the air conditioner and sat at his desk. He opened his calligraphy practice book and began to practice.
When learning calligraphy, one would start with the most basic imitation.
If he wanted to have his own calligraphy style, he had to at least wait until he reached the expert level.
Lin Xian chose to imitate the works of Ren Ping, the master of hard brush calligraphy. This man had won the highest prize in the National Pen Calligraphy Competition for three consecutive years. His style was elegant and free, with the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
Practicing calligraphy was very boring, but when you calmed down, you would find the joy in it.
Especially when he saw beautiful words being written by his own pen, the sense of accomplishment was indescribable.
Unknowingly, an hour had passed.
After Lin Xian finished writing the last word, he put down the pen and stretched.
In the early stages of hard-brush calligraphy, practice made perfect. There were no other shortcuts. There were only two words: write more!
Practicing calligraphy for an hour every day was the task he had set for himself.
Picking up his phone, he realized that Yan Xiaoman had sent him several messages.
After making the call, Yan Xiaoman asked first,"What were you doing just now?"
"I bought a few calligraphy practice notes and am practicing calligraphy!”Lin Xian replied.
Yan Xiaoman's interest was piqued." Hard-pen calligraphy or brush calligraphy?”
Yan Xiaoman's handwriting was beautiful and delicate, which meant that the little girl had put in a lot of effort.
After chatting for a while, Yan Xiaoman hung up the phone reluctantly. Lin Xian took out his guitar from the corner.
To be honest, if it weren't for this trip to Shanghai, he would have forgotten about this guitar.
After cleaning up the dust on the guitar, Lin Xian sat on the ground with the guitar in his arms and slowly plucked the strings with his fingertips.
Immediately, a series of beautiful music gradually sounded and echoed in the bedroom.
After playing the song, Lin Xian revealed an excited expression.
He had just played Paganini's Twenty-Four Caprices, which was one of the more difficult guitar pieces. If it was in the past, even if he could finish playing the song, he would still make a lot of mistakes. But this time, not only was it extremely smooth, but there was also no flaw at all.
At present, the level of folk guitar in the country was divided into ten levels from low to high.
Lin Xian felt that his current skills should have reached level six. Any higher and he would be at the professional level.
After playing a few more songs, he put down his guitar and turned on his computer to fight on the Valoran Continent.
……
In the following days, Lin Xian maintained a good routine.
He got up at 7 am sharp and went for a jog in the community park for half an hour. After he came back for breakfast, he practiced hard pen calligraphy for an hour and then went to his restaurant to help.
He returned home in the afternoon, played the guitar, and then played games.
On the 15th of August, Yan Xiaoman finally returned from Shanghai. However, Lin Xian did not pick her up because Yan Xiaoman said that her father would pick her up.
In the evening, after eating at his own restaurant, Lin Xian said goodbye to Wang Hongmei and left.
He rode his electric donkey to the park and saw Yan Xiaoman waiting there.
Seeing Lin Xian, Yan Xiaoman's face was filled with smiles.
Walking forward and holding her hand, Lin Xian asked,""How was Shanghai?"
"Nothing much. I was so bored after you left!”Yan Xiaoman complained.
"Sister Qin Lan didn't accompany you?" Lin Xian asked curiously.”
"Cousin is so miserable. She basically stays in the bedroom every day to write her research projects. Sometimes, she doesn't even have time to eat.”Yan Xiaoman's heart ached.
This was the case for graduate students. There were very few courses arranged by the school and they basically relied on self-study.
The intensity of his specialization was much more difficult than his undergraduate studies. In addition to the research projects arranged by the professors, he would definitely be very busy.
Of course, if you had the idea of idling away your time, it would be extremely easy. As for whether or not he could graduate, only God knew.
The two of them strolled in the park as if they had endless things to say.
They strolled around until it was past eight when Yan Xiaoman suddenly said,"It's Sister Miaomiao's birthday tomorrow. Come with me!”
The so-called Sister Miao Miao was called Miao Shanshan. She was also a classmate of Experimental No.1 Middle School and one of the so-called three campus belles.
Strangely enough, although Yan Xiaoman and Zhang Mengyao did not see eye to eye with each other, they both had a good relationship with Miao Shanshan.
"Alright!"
Lin Xian nodded without hesitation.
"Then come pick me up tomorrow afternoon. We'll go buy gifts together.”Yan Xiaoman said happily.
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