"Didn't go anywhere?" asked McEchie, confused.

"Yes, it's just to get around the airport and take whichever flight you catch. Cui Lei and Mai Xiaoji didn't see each other, and couldn't help complaining, "I think this person is inexplicable, the scenery in the sky is similar, what inspiration can he have?"

"And how did he react when he came back?" asked McEch.

"I'm in a hurry to go back to Juxian Tower, and I can't wait to put on my wings. Cui Lei smiled, "From this point of view, it still looks like an artist." ”

Regardless of Tang Bohu's affairs for now, Mai Xiaoji has more important things to do, "Brother Lei, there is still something to trouble you." This matter is quite secret, don't tell it to anyone else. ”

"Good. Cui Lei nodded.

"Including Satsuki. ”

Cui Lei was stunned, hehe smiled, and repeatedly promised not to tell anyone. Nangong Yue is Mai Xiaoji's side, and the pick-up and drop-off work of those people in Juxian Lou has also been transferred to her.

At one time, Cui Lei felt very depressed, feeling that he was not trusted by Mai Xiaoji, but today he has a heavy responsibility.

Artificial snow!

It wasn't difficult to achieve, and just after winter, some of the ski resort facilities had not been removed, so Mai asked Cui Lei to contact and rent a day.

Soon, Cui Lei arranged everything, and the two went secretly without telling anyone.

The Riverside Botanical Garden, where you can see lotus grass skiing in summer and plum skiing in winter, is now in the turn of seasons, and only a few nearby residents are running here.

In order to increase the benefits, in the past two years, skiing, igloo adventures and ice slides have been added, attracting many people.

However, Mai Xiaoji rarely comes, and it feels different, because the artificial snow is harder, and the skiing is different from the real slope. Today, I rented such a site to carry out an artificial snowfall.

It is a traditional high-pressure water-air mixed snowmaking machine that looks like a large spray gun.

"Now that it's warm, you have to hurry up and have fun, and it will melt in a while. The boss also reminded me responsibly.

"I'm just looking at the view. McXiaoji said.

The boss was stunned, and shook his head slightly, the world of rich people is really not something that ordinary people can understand.

Electrified, filled with water, the mist sprayed into the air, magically turned into snow and fell down. Mai Xiaoji was overjoyed and hurriedly used the Golden Circle mobile phone to collect it, but it showed that it was unqualified!

Mai Xiaoji caught a few flakes of snow, looked at them fixedly, and sighed, this plan didn't work. Most of the natural snowflakes are regular hexagonal shapes, forming different patterns as they move in the air, which is a sight to behold.

But artificial snow, then it is much stiffer, it is ice chips or granules, just looking at white flowers.

"It's hot today, and it's melted on the ground. Why don't you change the enclosed space?" the boss asked tentatively.

"No, I've seen enough. Mai Xiaoji waved his hand and left with Cui Lei.

If you think of other ways, snowflakes are not a rare object, you can always find them. On the way back, Mai Xiaoji went to Juxian Building, and the other ancients had not yet gotten off work, only Tang Bohu and the three of them were crazy about painting and calligraphy, as well as Bian He and Wanhu, the two gods of the town.

The copying works are almost over, and the three of them have also taken out their own housekeeping skills, Wang Xizhi wrote a masterpiece "Young China Says"! Zhao Mengfu took a unique approach and wrote "Rare Characters"!

Mai Xiaoji's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he said happily: ""Young China Says" has more than 3,800 words in the whole text, full of paper dragons and snakes, master, how did you do this?"

"Hehe, I practice calligraphy every day, it's not difficult. Xiao Ji, look at this brush. ”

Wang Xizhi handed over his brush, the sharp edge, the bamboo pen body, after Mai Xiaoji saw it, he also tried to smear two strokes on the paper, the pen and ink were smooth, very handy, and nodded: "It's a good pen." ”

"This pen, not counting the labor cost, also costs 10,000. Wang Xizhi said with a smile.

"Of course, good words must be accompanied by a good pen, which is not expensive. Mai Xiaoji waved his hand, he was very confident in the calligraphy and painting works of the three people, and he should invest some costs.

Wang Xizhi smiled, took the pen over, held the two ends, and with the force of his hand, the pen barrel was broken. Mai Xiaoji was stunned, but as a result, Wang Xizhi said something that almost drove him crazy.

"To write this picture, I used three of these pens. Now that I'm done, I don't need it. Wang Xizhi said with a smile.

The corners of Mai Xiaoji's mouth twitched twice, a loser, too loser! With three pens for a word, do you think you are opening a bank?

Zhao Mengfu smiled, waved his hand and said, "Brother Wang, don't laugh, Xiao Ji's face is darkened." ”

Wang Xizhi laughed, which explained the reason. Striving for perfection is the common characteristic of these artists, and Wang Xizhi has written "Juvenile China Says" several times, but there is always something unsatisfactory. Either the brush is split and the handwriting is dry, or the ink color is different, which affects the overall beauty.

To this end, Yu Wenkai personally designed a brush and calculated the amount of ink required. Two were scrapped before, not because Wang Xizhi wrote badly, but because they were improved.

For example, during the writing process, the ink settles in the barrel, causing a color difference. Subtle flaws are also unbearable, Yu Wenkai improved twice, and finally studied the third pen, Wang Xizhi found the best state in one go, and there were no regrets.

When Mai Xiaoji heard this, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and sneered: "I can't see that the ink in the tube is still precipitated." ”

"Haha, people say that jasper is slightly flawed and top-grade, and this time I want it to be flawless!" Wang Xizhi laughed proudly, and after laughing, he didn't forget to compliment Zhao Mengfu, "I wrote this article, and it was also inspired by Ziang's creation of rare characters." Hehe, Ziang, it can't be considered plagiarism, right?"

"Naturally, it doesn't count. Zhao Mengfu said politely.

Zhao Mengfu also wrote 3,000 rare characters, including some ancient characters. Mai Xiaoji glanced at it a few times, his head was big, and he basically didn't recognize it.

"Brother Zhao is talented, so many words can be written. Mai Xiaoji said with sincere admiration.

"It's not all my credit, if you are not afraid of offending people, Wen Ji should be the first talented woman!" Zhao Mengfu gave a thumbs up.

It took Cai Wenji less than fifteen minutes to memorize 500 rare words, and she could also read the pronunciation to explain the meaning. With her help, Zhao Mengfu's work of sorting out rare characters became easier.

It's just that Cai Wenji has to manage Juxian Building, and she is still the general manager of Haining Commerce, and it is difficult to shirk after returning home, and the work must be very hard.

Although there is the help of Li Qingzhao and others, Mai Xiaoji understands that they are the most hedonistic, and the burden is on Cai Wenji. If you have time, you have to go to the old town to see her.

After watching the masterpiece, Mai Xiaoji suddenly found that Tang Bohu had not shown up.

"Hey, where is Brother Tang?"

"Still working in the house. Wang Xizhi said.

"Found inspiration?" asked McKee.

"It can be described as a blessing to the soul, and it must be a masterpiece of the world!" Zhao Mengfu exclaimed.

"Let's go, let's see!" Mai Xiaoji immediately became interested and wanted to take a look, but was stopped by Zhao Mengfu and persuaded him tactfully, so it was better not to interrupt his train of thought.