I open a bookstore in the human world

Because the shadow bookstore branch in Bishan is in the style of ancient bookstores, walking in the bookstore, you can feel the atmosphere of classical calligraphy everywhere, and the most eye-catching thing is the calligraphy that covers the walls.

Song Lan asked Zuiyue to write these characters directly on the wall, using the cursive cursive that she is best at. Although the handwriting is difficult to distinguish because it is too wild and changeable, it does not hinder her excellent sense of art, even if she has no calligraphy at all. Anyone who studies it can feel an unusual sense of antiquity.

Of course, apart from being impressed by the peculiar style of the bookstore at first, most of the customers were quickly attracted by other things in the store, and there were only a few people who would really stop in front of the wild grass all over the walls.

Sun Dingyi is one of the few people.

Sun Dingyi just retired last year. He is a native of Bishan. His family lives not far from the food street. From the outside, he looks like an ordinary old man who likes to sit in the shade and play chess and chat with local people. The old man is the same, holding a big cattail fan all the year round, pulling the old man's slippers, and wearing ordinary clothes.Walking on the road, no one would think that he is a well-known calligrapher in Bishan, and also one of the vice presidents of the Nanhai Calligraphers Association.

After retiring, Sun Dingyi politely declined the re-employment of his original unit on the grounds of "concentrating on studying calligraphy". This is indeed not an excuse. Except for going out for a walk at a fixed time every day, he spends almost all of his time in the study at home Practice calligraphy.

This day, Sun Dingyi went out for a walk on time. His route was not fixed, so he wandered randomly around his home. He could go to the crowded food street, and he also liked to set foot in the secluded phoenix path. He thought that the more scenes he had seen, the more he would go. Maybe even get some inspiration from it.

While taking a walk, Sun Dingyi was thinking about a calligraphy problem, perhaps because he was too involved, and unknowingly turned to a street that he hadn't been to for a long time. When he recovered, he found himself standing in a new building not long ago at the door of the bookstore.

Sun Dingyi didn't intend to go into the bookstore at first, but when his eyes came into contact with the signboard of the bookstore, he couldn't move anymore.

Even Sun Dingyi, who was used to many good works, had to admit that the writing on this signboard was really beautiful.I can't tell what font it is, but the writer seems to have combined regular script, running script and cursive script into one, which is very chic and unrestrained. It is obvious that the skill is profound, and it is beyond the reach of ordinary calligraphy lovers.

Such characters are definitely not imitated by ordinary computer fonts.

Could it be that the master is among the people?

But why didn't he know that there were such calligraphy talents in Bishan City?Sun Dingyi was startled, and stepped into the bookstore involuntarily.

As soon as he entered the door, Sun Dingyi was immediately attracted by the unique calligraphy wall in the store. He opened his mouth slightly, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sigh of amazement from his throat.

Sun Dingyi excitedly grabbed a waiter next to him, pointed at the wall with a trembling hand, and asked, "Who wrote this?"

The waiter was confused by his nonsensical words, and it took a long time to realize that the old man asked who wrote the words on the wall. He smiled lightly and said, "It was written by Zuiyue."

drunk moon?Sun Dingyi tried his best to recall in his mind whether this was the nickname of some calligrapher.

"Zuiyue, there seems to be an old man here looking for you." The waiter thought that Sun Dingyi wanted to see Zuiyue, and before Sun Dingyi could react, he yelled loudly.

etc!Could it be that the drunken moon is in the bookstore?Sun Dingyi was startled, suddenly a little apprehensive, couldn't help but brush his hair at the sideburns, feeling very annoyed why he was dressed so casually today.

——Seeing such a powerful calligrapher, such a dress is really rude!

"Here we come." A hearty female voice came from far to near, "Who is looking for me?"

Seeing who came, Sun Dingyi was completely stunned.

This, this is the teacher Zuiyue?Sun Dingyi stared blankly at the pretty girl in front of him who was about the same age as his granddaughter, and suddenly became a little confused——

Wait, did I make a mistake?This little girl looks like she is only 25 years old at most, can she really write that good handwriting?According to his visual inspection, the person who can write those words on the signboard must have at least 30 years of skill!

Well, they must have made a mistake!Sun Dingyi thought firmly.

Sun Dingyi turned to the waiter messily, waved his hands repeatedly and said, "It's a mistake, it's a mistake, I'm not looking for her, but the writer." He pointed to the wall.

Zuiyue was confused and said, "I am the one who writes."

Sun Dingyi: "?!"

Seeing Sun Dingyi's expression of "don't make fun of me", Zuiyue understood that the old man in front of her was doubting herself, and she was aroused by him, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said: "Master, you If you don’t believe me, why don’t you follow me to have a look.”

Saying that, he didn't allow Sun Dingyi to refuse, turned around gracefully, and walked away.

Sun Dingyi hesitated for a while, and with the mentality of "I want to see what she wants to do", he also followed.

Zuiyue turned into a semi-open "box" separated by a screen. This is the "studio" specially set up for her by Song Lan. The seal cutting course is also carried out here, so as not to disturb other readers' reading.

There are very few customers in the store at the moment, so she writes here when she has free time.A half-written piece of rice paper was spread out on the table, and the handwriting on the paper looked very familiar.

"This is..." Sun Dingyi looked at the paper in a daze, and then at Zuiyue, as if he couldn't accept what he saw for a moment.

Zuiyue raised her eyebrows, a look of pride flashed in her eyes, she pretended to be reserved and said: "Just now I was practicing calligraphy."

"So you really wrote the words on the wall?" Sun Ding was shocked.

"It's guaranteed to be a fake." Zuiyue raised the corners of her lips.

Sun Dingyi: "...Master!" As he said that, he was going to hold Zuiyue's hand.

Zuiyue was taken aback by his sudden and affectionate words, and even a little bit at a loss by his actions. Seeing that Sun Dingyi was about to touch her hand, she immediately backed away without a trace retreat, dodge.

Sun Dingyi, who was in a state of excitement, didn't notice her small movements, his eyes were fixed on the handwriting that the ink was not completely dry, and he kept muttering: "This word is really good, this word is really good..."

Zuiyue looked at Sun Dingyi worriedly, feeling that his emotions were a little high now, seeing that he was not too young, what should he do if something happened accidentally?

"Teacher Zuiyue!" Sun Dingyi's voice was quite loud, and he suddenly turned around and called Zuiyue, which shocked her greatly.

However, this energetic voice made Zuiyue feel a little relieved: It seems that the old man is in good health, so there is no need to worry about any accidents.

"W-what's the matter?" Zuiyue's eyes widened, and her tone became a little nervous.

"Teacher Zuiyue!" Sun Dingyi's face was flushed, his eyes sparkled, and his long-lived eyebrows trembled. He looked at her expectantly, "Are you interested in joining our Calligraphers Association?"

Sun Dingyi explained for a long time that Zuiyue finally understood that the unattractive old man in front of him turned out to be the vice president of the Nanhai Provincial Calligraphers Association. He was attracted by the handwriting on the signboard of the Shadow Bookstore by chance, so he walked into the store and said I want to meet the writer.

After seeing Zuiyue's calligraphy, Sun Dingyi secretly made up his mind: No matter how difficult it is, he must pull this little girl into their Calligrapher Association - it's too reckless for such calligraphers not to join the association!

Sun Dingyi is still quite confident about pulling the Drunken Moon into the Association: Although the Provincial Calligraphy Association is not a very powerful place, it is by no means a non-governmental organization with no reputation. This is a national professional organization. It can be stamped with the red seal of the country.Anyone who knows calligraphy, there are a few people who don't want to join the Calligrapher's Association, and this drunk moon is no exception.What's more, this time, the vice president personally recommended her to join the club, so she must be very happy, right?

Zuiyue did not show the surprise that Sun Dingyi had expected, on the contrary, she looked a little blank: "Calligraphers Association? What... is this?"

Sun Dingyi's throat choked, obviously he didn't expect her to ask this question at all. In his view, it is as absurd that a calligrapher doesn't know the Calligraphers Association is like a writer doesn't know the Writers Association.

Could it be that Zuiyue is unwilling to join the association?Sun Dingyi frowned and thought.He knew that there were indeed some eccentric calligraphers who were unwilling to join any organization, so he classified Zuiyue into this type in his heart.

In fact, he really misunderstood Zuiyue. This female ghost who was born in the period of the Republic of China really didn't know what the Calligraphers Association was. After all, the history of this association is only 40 years, and Zuiyue has been a ghost for 70 years. .

Sun Dingyi decided to persuade Zuiyue well, and no matter what he said, he had to make her change her mind: "Mr. Zuiyue, I understand your concerns. Is it because you are afraid that joining the organization will hinder your freedom? Don't worry, we calligraphers The association will absolutely not interfere with the freedom of any member, nor will it forcefully assign any tasks to members, to ensure that you can come and go freely..."

Sun Ding babbled a lot, this old man is really good at eloquence, it made Zuiyue not even have a chance to interject, and he stopped because he was tired of talking.

Zuiyue handed him a cup of hot tea at the right time, Sun Dingyi raised his head and drank it down, smacked his mouth, and couldn't help but praise: "This tea tastes really good."

Zuiyue took the opportunity to sell: "This is the exclusive scented tea sold in our store. Teacher Sun, would you like a few boxes? You can drink it at home and give it away to others."

"Okay, okay, then pack a few boxes for me." Sun Dingyi waved his hands nonchalantly, and continued to "persuade" Zuiyue.

In the end, he was always at a loss for words, and asked Zuiyue full of expectation: "Teacher Zuiyue, I said a lot of words, how about it, do you want to join our Calligraphers Association?"

"Well..." Zuiyue's eyes drifted a little, "I have to ask our boss about this."

Ask the boss?Sun Dingyi was puzzled: "This is your personal matter, the boss can't care about it!"

Sun Ding was a little dissatisfied with the owner of this bookstore: I don't care if the clerk can join the Calligraphers Association?This boss must be too lenient, right?

Of course, Zuiyue is inconvenient to explain the intricacies of it, but she doesn't let go and immediately agrees that she will join the Book Association, she just ambiguously says that she still has to think about it.

Sun Dingyi was a little reconciled: what else do you need to think about?He just said so many benefits of joining the Book Association, is this girl still not tempted?

Of course, Zuiyue also has her own considerations. After all, she is a ghost of the underworld and not a person in the world of the sun. She doesn't know how long she can stay in the human world. trouble.Besides, without Song Lan's permission, she would not dare to agree to join the Calligraphers Association.

Seeing that Zuiyue didn't let go for a long time, Sun Dingyi had no choice but to leave in embarrassment.Before leaving, he also left his contact information, saying that he must call him after Zuiyue thinks it through.

Zuiyue breathed a sigh of relief after finally seeing off the nagging old man.Turning around, she suddenly met Qin Shi's infinitely enlarged face.

"You scared me to death!" Zuiyue was startled, took a step back, stared at Qin Shi who was about to slap her face in front of her with frowning eyes.

Qin Shi pointed at the door, and said in a dissatisfied tone, "Why did the old man seek you? Why did you stay inside and talk for so long?"

"Have you heard of Feng Yansi's "A Visit to the Golden Gate"?" Zuiyue raised her eyebrows.

"Feng, what Kinmen?" Qin Shi only knew about Kinmen Island.

"Forget it," Zuiyue silently rolled her eyes, and walked away, "I can't communicate well with an uneducated person like you."

Qin Shi: "???" No, wait, why is he uneducated?Isn't it because I haven't heard of the Golden Gate?This is no culture?Think back then, he was also a top student of the top 5 science and technology universities in the country, okay?If he hadn't been dragged into the water to save a drowning girl, would he have turned into a ghost?

It's unreasonable, this woman... the female ghost is really unreasonable!

Qin Shi was so angry that his facial features were almost dislocated, and he made a gesture of protesting against Zuiyue's retreating back to express his anger——

Hmph, what a not cute female ghost at all!