"I think Zhang Junping wants to enter the lovesick door, and he knows the lovesickness ......" finally had an opportunity to tease Zhang Junping, and Liu Zhengwen naturally won't let it go.

Zhang Junping looked at a group of old men who were smiling lewdly, revealing a very innocent expression.

"Liu Zhengwen, how did you get into college?

If you don't understand, don't learn other people's poems!

Obviously, I entered my lovesick door, knowing that I am lovesick, long-term lovesickness, long-term memory, and short-term lovesickness infinite hatred.

Brother is scared!" Zhang Junping despised Liu Zhengwen fiercely.

"Ahaha!

Zhang Junping: Do you have a Acacia Gate?"

Faced with a group of complaining old men, Zhang Junping could only choose to retreat.

Grab the basin and wash your hair.

......

After freshening up and dressing up, Zhang Junping came to the faculty dormitory area.

He came to find the master, and during the day, the master sent four chainsaws, so it was reasonable to come to have a meal.

Knock on the door.

The door was opened by an old woman with gray hair and a very elegant temperament.

"Master, I'm here to eat, is Master at home?"

"Xiao Pingzi is here, come in, your master is at home!" The image of a noble and elegant lady was instantly broken after a sound of Xiao Pingzi.

"Master, I don't know what my wife likes, so I made a comb by myself, I wish you eternal youth!" Zhang Junping took out the gift he had prepared in advance.

Zhang Junping made two handfuls of this Hainan Huanghuali Ruyi grate comb, one for the old lady, and one for filial piety to his wife today.

My wife wanted to excuse herself, but when she heard Zhang Junping say that she did it herself, she happily took it.

"This is a Ming-style Ruyi grate comb, the workmanship is very fine, the Ruyi pattern design is also very delicate, and the texture of the material itself fits very ingeniously!

No wonder your master praises you all day long!"

Through the comments, it also showed the good artistic quality of the teacher's wife.

After complimenting, the master shouted at the study: "Lao Yang, don't stay in the study, Xiao Pingzi is here!"

The door of the study opened, and Master Yang Mingde walked out with a pair of reading glasses, "Xiao Pingzi is here?"

"Master, I'm here to eat, I bought you two bottles of wine on the way just now!" Zhang Junping handed over the two bottles of Moutai in his hand.

Yang Mingde was not polite, he smiled and took the wine, "You kid smelled it, right?"

Should you say you're lucky, or do you have a pointed nose?

Why is it that every time I get something delicious, you kid can catch up?

But you never go empty-handed, you have a good habit of doing this!"

In the past, when Yang Mingde was in their village, Zhang Junping often went to Yang Mingde's place to eat.

But never empty-handed.

Either catch a few fish from the river, or catch a string of grasshoppers, or get some monkeys, and at the last time, take two pieces of sweet potatoes to rub rice.

"Master, this can only be said that I am lucky, there is a god of food in this underworld!

What are you cooking today?" Zhang Junping rubbed his hands and listened to Master's voice, there was something delicious today.

Master said that it was delicious, and it must be something very delicious and rare.

"Wait! You must not have eaten this thing, let you open the meat today!" Master Yang Mingde smiled and said Guanzi.

"Xiao Pingzi, you came just in time, my wife will give you steamed hairy crabs to eat in a while, eat more!

Your master and I are both old, and we can't eat!"

Hairy crabs, in Beijing in this era, are really rare.

"Thank you, Master, the food you cooked was the best, and I'm still drooling when I think about it now!"

"If you like to eat, you come often! My wife wishes you came to eat every day, just the two of us old guys, nothing is delicious!"

Master Yang Mingde's children are all working in other places, and their grandchildren are not around, so they are a little lonely.

"Okay, don't slap your wife's ass, come in with me!"

"Hey!" Zhang Junping agreed, and followed the master into the study.

"You've told you about the Xiangjiang Art Exchange Group, right?"

"Got it!"

"Think about it carefully, this trip to Xiangjiang is a good opportunity to broaden your horizons and engage in artistic creation, which requires this kind of cultural and ideological collision!

Mr. Baishi, Mr. Daqian, and Mr. Beihong, the reason why they can have such achievements is that they have their own talents and efforts, but their own rich life experience and social experience also have a lot to do with it!

Counting the painters, calligraphers, and poets of all dynasties, but all those who have achieved something, which one has not been tempered?

You have a good foundation and are very spiritual, what you lack is life experience, and what you lack is that your horizons are not broad enough......"

"I understand! I will definitely work hard to get a place to go to Xiangjiang!" Zhang Junping nodded vigorously.

He naturally understands his shortcomings, too homely!

In the previous life, the transportation was so convenient, and he was not short of money in the later period, but not to mention foreign countries, even the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, he has not been to a few places.

Even a dozen prefectures and cities in Dongshan Province have not been visited.

"It's not enough to just get a quota......," Yang Mingde shook his head with a smile, "Don't blame us for being too demanding of you!"

Since you are our apprentice, then you will inevitably have to bear the more critical gaze of others!"

"I know, I'm ready to take on the challenge!" Zhang Junping raised his head full of fighting spirit and looked at Yang Mingde at eye level.

"Okay! It's good to have self-confidence! If you don't even have this self-confidence, then simply, while our master-apprentice relationship has not been made public, I will expel you from the school!" Yang Mingde nodded approvingly.

Zhang Junping's master and apprentice chatted for a long time, and Zhang Junping took the opportunity to ask some questions about woodwork.

It wasn't until his wife was shouting outside to eat that Yang Mingde stood up and said with a smile: "Let's go! Go out and taste the taste of the Crab of Shame!"

"Master......" Zhang Junping looked at Yang Mingde suspiciously.

"Do you know who sent this hairy crab?" Yang Mingde took his hand and ordered the steamed red hairy crab on the table.

didn't expect Zhang Junping to answer, so he asked and replied to himself: "It was sent by Professor Chen Zengcongee of Gongmei!"

Zhang Junping is still puzzled, Professor Chen Zengcongee sent hairy crabs to the master, which shows that the two people have a good relationship, how can they be a crab of shame.

What's the story in this?

Zhang Junping glanced at his wife.

Although my wife is in her sixties, she can still see that she was a great beauty when she was young.

Don't......

Thinking like this, Zhang Junping glanced at Master Yang Mingde again.

"Stinky boy, what are you wondering about?" Yang Mingde saw Zhang Junping's eyes and knocked on Zhang Junping's head angrily.

"Master, I'm not thinking about it!" Zhang Junping hugged his head and said aggrievedly.

"It's you who love to sell Guanzi, what is the matter with children?

Xiao Pingzi, don't pay attention to your master, come and eat crabs, this hairy crab won't taste good when it's cold!"

"Thank you, Mrs."

thanked in his mouth, but Zhang Junping did not take a seat first.