With more and more people, Guo Yitian's heart became more and more chaotic.

At the end of the day, he simply put his pen on the table and lowered his head to meditate. He couldn't write any more.

Lin Chengfei went through the crowd and squeezed into the inside. He asked with a smile, "what's the matter?"

"It's too complicated, too messy, to be quiet, to write good words." Guo Yitian scratched his head a little upset.

"Don't you think you need to do something in this situation?" Lin Chengfei said again.

Guo Yitian did not understand: "what to do?"

Lin Cheng Fei shook his head and patiently explained: "nowadays, fewer and fewer people are willing to study calligraphy and painting, and less and less people who know how to be polite and honest. Although Confucian culture has a lot of dross, it is more elite, such as filial piety, which teaches people a lot of truth in life.

"Nowadays, it is precisely because everyone is busy for money, all interests are supreme, and they have no time to cultivate themselves. As for moral degradation and indifference of human nature, many times, the old people fall down and no one helps them. Those who help them are trapped. For their own interests, they even suspect that they can destroy human nature!"

"So." Guo Yitian is more and more confused. These are the normal conditions of society. What can he do?

"Now that so many people are interested in you, you should make full use of your own advantages to arouse their interest in calligraphy and painting. When they are interested, they will naturally study more poems, songs and Fu. The more they read, the stronger their sense of justice will be, and the more their loyalty will be. In this way, there will be fewer scum in the society."

Guo Yitian was stunned and asked: "these Does it really work? Just a few books, which can change the character of others? "

"It may be OK to try. If you don't try, there is no hope at all. Choose between the two. Do you do it or not?"

"Do it!" Guo Yitian bites his teeth. He doesn't know what kind of nerves Lin Chengfei is having. He even wants to guide people to kindness.

Can he do what many saints can't do?

But who made him a master?

Guo Yitian has to listen to what he says.

Lin Chengfei nodded with satisfaction, but Guo Yitian said, "what should I do?"

Lin Chengfei shook his head and said, "you can see clearly."

Then he gave a clear cough and said with a smile to the onlookers, "do you think his handwriting looks good?" Tqr1

"it's good-looking, of course, it's good-looking. Without ten years of hard work, I can't practice it."

"It's beautiful and pleasing to the eye. It can almost be used as a copybook."

"Are you with him? Does this word sell or not? I want to buy some. "

A group of people answered in disorder, but no one said anything ugly.

Guo Yitian was a little fluffy. Once upon a time, his words were scolded by Guo Jianjun. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, he could be praised by so many people.

All this was brought to him by the little master in front of him.

That is to say, at this moment, Guo Yi's genius is convinced of Lin Chengfei.

After successfully attracting the attention of Chinese people, Lin Chengfei continued: "first of all, we don't sell these words. However, if you are really interested in these words, we can offer them for free."

As soon as I heard that it was free, everyone was not calm. The first sentence in their mind was Did you meet a liar?

However, since it is free, what can they cheat?

"What are you going to do?" Someone can't help asking curiously.

"I don't want to do anything. I just want to show you the charm of calligraphy and painting." Lin Chengfei replied.

Glamour?

Who don't know, the way of painting and calligraphy is boring, and it doesn't make money. What's the charm of this thing?

"Boy, how old are you this year and how many words can you write? How many pictures can you draw? Just you, tell us about the charm of painting and calligraphy? Are you right? " Someone said disdainfully.

With a faint smile, Lin Chengfei said, "in the art of calligraphy and painting, those who have achieved something must be elderly people?"

"Of course, without decades of hard work, we can't achieve anything in this area."

With a smile, Lin Chengfei said: "indeed, in our life, some of our highly respected predecessors and famous masters are all old. Only by working hard day and night can they achieve what they are now."

"What else do you have to say? You are so young, what qualifications to teach everyone? If you want to sell the words, we are willing to buy them. Everyone is very busy and doesn't have much time to spend with you here. "

"I don't want to teach anyone a lesson. I just want to find a group of like-minded friends to study and discuss together." Lin Chengfei said: "we can't reach the realm of calligraphy and painting for the elderly, but we can't build cars behind closed doors and don't communicate with other people because of our inferiority."

"Only when there is communication can there be progress. Only when there is progress can people be regarded as respected elders when they are old!" Lin Chengfei said with a smile."Communicating on the street?" Someone sneered: "this is a commercial pedestrian street. There are not so many literati!"

"A friend who likes painting and calligraphy will naturally like it if he doesn't need me to say anything or do anything. But if he doesn't like it, I'll try to make him like it. That's why we're here today."

"Therefore, if any friend thinks that he will not be interested in this kind of thing and that he is wasting his time and energy, he can leave now. For those who stay here, I have absolute confidence that they can make you like the art of calligraphy and painting in the future."

As soon as these words came out, people who thought there was no cheap way to take advantage of Lin Chengfei's words turned around and left.

In the twinkling of an eye, there were only a dozen people around here, scattered and miserable.

The remaining ten or so people looked at Lin Chengfei in doubt.

These people are very curious, do not understand what Lin Chengfei wants to do, never give up.

Lin Chengfei smiles and doesn't care. He picks up a pair of words written by Guo Yitian on the table and asks, "who wants this one?"

"I, I want to!"

"Sell it to me. I love it."

More than a dozen people are scrambling to be robbed by others.

Lin Chengfei didn't give the word to any of them. Instead, he asked, "can I ask why you want it?"

"Because I like it."

"Why do you like it?" Lin then asked, "is it because of the words themselves, or do you like the meaning of these words? If I'm right, you don't even know what's written on it? "

"We like is like, there are so many why, is simply to see these words beautiful, want to put it at home." A well-dressed middle-aged man said.