The rain in Bailu Academy always likes to hit the mud pond.
When the copied scriptures were thrown into the mud, when the only wolf hair was trampled to pieces, Chen Tantu squatted by the pond to fish for paper, holding the wet scroll with his cold red hands, as if he was holding on to his humble life. He is a "gray mouse" that everyone can bully, an orphan from a poor family, with open-toed cloth shoes, but he has a shocking secret - he can never forget anything and can complete the thousand-year-old characters on the broken monument that have been gnawed by time.
Until that day, Lin Mumu, the daughter of the governor with a ponytail, chased the butterfly and crashed into the Broken Stele Pavilion. She saw the young man's fingertips tracing on the stele, and saw that the calligraphy he added was indistinguishable from the ancient stele. She smiled and handed the plum blossom cake: "Your calligraphy is more alive than the inscription on the stele."
She is the brightest light in the academy, she dares to support poor students, and she can see through the depths of people's hearts from one stroke to the next.
The bullying from the children of the aristocratic family was getting closer and closer. At the monument rubbing ceremony, his rubbings were torn to pieces and his dignity was trampled under his feet.
But she hugged a new inscription, rushed to the high platform, and resonantly said: "There is no nobleness in words, and there is no nobleness in people!"
When Chen Tan Tu's clumsy handwriting on his left hand and sharp handwriting on his right hand came down, he wrote "There are hills and valleys in my heart, so why be afraid of dust", everyone in the audience was shocked.
Broken monuments can be repaired, but pride is hard to break. This two-way redemption in the fragrance of ink shocked the entire Jiangnan in late spring.
