Jiang Xuepeng is back, which means that his part of the task has been completed.

After all, he has little qualifications and few popularity, and Yue Dong didn't dare to give him the difficult task, so he had to make sure that he could complete it.

Yue Dong asked him to clean up the supervisor's room again, go to the calligraphy and painting exhibition by himself, and call if he had something.

When he went out, he repeatedly told him and Qu Lei that no matter who came to complain in the past few days, they would do their best to appease them, not to be too serious about right and wrong, and not to make Cao Ke unhappy.

Actually, this was just for Qu Lei, because Jiang Xuepeng knew about Yue Dong's plan last night.

But when Ai Xun came to the group to talk about Cao Ke's anger, Jiang Xuepeng had already been sent out, so after Yue Dong left, he pretended not to know and asked Qu Lei what was going on.

Yue Dong rode a bicycle from the south side of the hot spring square, and rode out from the east side of the hot spring square, no matter who asked where to go, he clearly said that he would go to the calligraphy and painting exhibition.

He didn't believe Mo Chengzhi, and he never believed it.

Turning a corner at the Longyin Pavilion and riding north along the Lulong River for more than 20 minutes, it was only before arriving at the high slope of the Thrilling Heart.

This is the northwest corner of the whole scenic area, which is a relatively remote location, and is currently only in a state of development, and there are very few tourists to walk here.

It is now working time, but due to the particularity of this incident, the Bailong Mountain Scenic Area has a green light, and anyone who wants to participate in the calligraphy and painting exhibition, as long as it does not have much impact on their own work, can be temporarily out of production.

Family members and retired employees even came when they wanted to, and some of the operators who were busy with nothing to do also came to join in the fun.

The rich prizes are one aspect, and more people want to show a small face and show their talents in front of the leaders and acquaintances of the scenic spot.

Moreover, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the scene are complete, as long as you don't run away from being booed by everyone, you can splash ink on the long table.

There were contestants in almost every temporary shelter, and Yue Dong saw that there were more than 100 people, if Mo Chengzhi really came, he would definitely not let go of this good opportunity to "force" himself to be embarrassed.

Yue Dong walked back and forth in various sheds, looking at those brush calligraphy, hard pen calligraphy, Chinese painting, oil painting, watercolor painting, comics, sketches, there are still many talents, but unfortunately there are not too eye-catching, they are really just enthusiasts, not so professional.

Due to the particularity of the work, most people know Yue Dong and greet each other, and the topic naturally comes to whether to participate in the calligraphy and painting exhibition.

Yue Dong kept playing haha, admitting that he was a little good at writing and drawing, but seeing that everyone's level was not bad, he felt that the possibility of getting the prize was too small and he didn't want to participate.

Haha fought too much, naturally there was a coaxing of the seedlings, Yue Dong saw that Mo Chengzhi hadn't come yet, so he didn't plan to wait for him.

Otherwise, if you go back too late, Luo Xiongbi may be in vain, and Luo Xiongbi's first impression of himself will have to be discounted.

Yue Dong decided to leave "Mobao" for everyone to "spread", although it was not as good as Mo Chengzhi's effect of "forced" himself to make trouble, but he couldn't come and didn't create any topics.

A business owner picked up the words he had just written, hung them on the back, and waited for the evaluation, and Yue Dong wrote an article about Yue Fei's Man Jianghong on the empty table.

As soon as he signed his name, a voice that he hadn't seen for a long time finally sounded.

"Director Yue is learning to write calligraphy? Also, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone don't cost money, so you can't practice when you have the opportunity. However, this kind of word, don't hang it in the shed and laugh generously. ”

Yue Dong put down the brush and greeted him with a spring breeze on his face.

"It turned out to be Boss Mo, I can't compare with you, I heard that you have been practicing calligraphy since you were a few years old, and you have hardly interrupted. I just wrote a big imitation when I was in school, but I just thought the calligraphy was fun, and I didn't practice it seriously. Now that I learn to write calligraphy, I can't say that what you said is wrong, this character is really not good. ”

Most of the people present knew what had happened between the two, and as soon as Mo Chengzhi and Yue Dong talked, many people gathered around.

Mo Chengzhi saw that the more people were surrounded, the spiritual head was called a foot!

But he is still like a laughing Maitreya, although he is picking on Yue Dong's brush and calligraphy, but there is no deliberate belittling, it is completely realistic, serious commenting attitude, the surrounding calligraphy lovers listened to the nod again and again.

Finally, he also pointed out that Yue Dong's movements and postures when writing were not standardized.

There was a retired employee who didn't know the inside story, seeing that Mo Chengzhi was so enthusiastic, and Yue Dong didn't refute it as if he was being taught with an open mind, so he proposed to let Mo Chengzhi teach Yue Dong to write calligraphy.

Mo Chengzhi opened the folding fan with a "snap", shyly with a big belly, and felt like waiting for the apprentice to apprentice.

Yue Dong smiled.

"Boss Mo, I've only practiced a few imitations, and I've already written the characters to the point where they are not ugly. You've been practicing for thirty or forty years longer than me, and if you can't write a good hand, I'm afraid you won't be able to say it, so it's okay to point out beginners, there's no need to say that my words are useless, right?

Mo Chengzhi's smug expression froze on his face.

He thinks that the reviews are very skillful, and Yue Dong's humble and teachable appearance makes him feel that the reviews are in place and impeccable, so he dares to inch in, and he says so much with enthusiasm.

Why did you suddenly feel like you had fallen into Yue Dong's pit?

Yue Dong seems to ask gently, but in fact, he is afraid that if he says one more word that is not so good, he may touch Yue Dong's bottom line.

The talkative retired employee just now couldn't look at it.

"Why are you so immodest, young man? People are kind enough to point out to you, hey, what are you pulling me for, I'm not wrong, hey."

Before he could finish his words, he was pulled away by an insider who had a good relationship with him.

Mo Chengzhi said with a smile: "I haven't finished talking yet." I can't say that this word is very bad, because I am more familiar with you, and I see that you write very carefully, the key is to know that you have a high spirit, and you will not be willing to come to the exhibition empty-handed and not even get an excellent award, so I said a few more words. If you really want to learn, I'll teach you seriously. ”

Yue Dong picked up his own words and threw them into the trash can while replying to him.

"I appreciate your kindness, but your affairs have not been dealt with, and I can't have anything to do with you. I really want to come to the exhibition, and I really don't want to be empty-handed and not even get an excellent award, so I'll practice on my own, isn't there still three or four days left to judge?"

Yue Dong turned around and left.

When he walked away, Mo Chengzhi sighed, "If you practice for another three or four days, you want to get a ranking?" Do you think that others can't write? Who is this looking down on?"

Mo Chengzhi thought that he could arch the fire of others and develop a group of people who did not like Yue Dong, but no one responded to him.

Although Yue Dong has gone far away, who knows if there are any people present who have a close relationship with Yue Dong? If what he said is not appropriate, will he also be dragged away? Wouldn't it be a shame?

Mo Chengzhi saw that there was no response, and he was embarrassed to stay here, and muttered softly as he walked down the slope.

"Do you still want to practice for three or four days? The day after tomorrow, you will be discredited and obediently get out of the scenic spot!"

Yue Dong bought pen, ink, paper and inkstone in a very high-profile manner in the hot spring square, and when he returned to the group, he entered the supervisor's room and practiced calligraphy.

In just ten minutes, Luo Xiongbi came, ten minutes earlier than the expected ten o'clock.

Even though Ni Zhongwei had introduced Luo Xiongbi's appearance in advance, Yue Dong still felt a little drumming when he saw him.

When Luo Xiongbi didn't smile, he looked a little fierce, especially the hooked nose, with the sword-like eyebrows, and the eyes that seemed to stare people to death, no one felt that it was easy to get along with.

No wonder he often fights alone on the front line, just like him, coupled with his tall figure, the bad guys will tremble when they see it.