I Inherit Langya Culture in the City

When grandpa left, he only left behind an old study room and the words "This room cannot be thrown away." Lin Mo didn't understand until the bottle of ink was knocked over and soaked through the copy of "Lanting Preface". [The cultural heritage system has been activated. Only then did he realize that what his grandfather had guarded his whole life was not a house, but a thread that had been broken for thousands of years. The pen of the calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi, the wisdom sage Zhuge Liang's plan, the bones of the loyal Yan Zhenqing, the counting sage Liu Hong, the writing sage Meng Tian's sharp edge, the ancestor sage Zeng Zi's cultivation, the later sage Xunzi's learning—— The inheritance of the seven Langya sages has been waiting for thousands of years for someone who can take it. In the antique city, some people laughed at him because his handwriting was not as good as that of a primary school student. In the museum, some people questioned that the inscriptions in his hand were all fakes. In the cultural circle, some people want to turn Langya's cultural context into a tool for profit. Lin Mo said nothing. He just spread out the paper, dipped it in ink, and wrote the words "Nine Years of Yonghe". For thousands of years, Langya has an endless cultural context. This time, I'll pick it up.