In terms of calligraphy, Qi An has no talent, even if he once studied under the old man Shi'an, he just learned the standard pavilion style.

But he never stepped out of his own style. Interestingly, however, he was very adept at imitating the handwriting of others.

Whether it is the dignified and majestic face of the Duobao Pagoda, or the wild grass with unrestrained brushwork, Qi An can imitate it almost as if it were real or fake. It's just that his style is always erratic, and only the thin body is written more standardly.

But talent is such a thing, but you can't force it. Qi An's talent in calligraphy and painting seems to be on imitation, and of course, Qi An also relied on this craft to live a happy life for a while.

Now this craft comes in handy.

In Qi An's opinion, Xu Anguo's calligraphy can only be said to be average, but this may be as good as the words he writes are unique and have a sharpness that others do not have. This is probably written by Xu Anguo when he just retired, and the meaning of fortitude is still there, and there is a little less of the twilight that people of this age and a half years old will have.

What Qi An wants is this passionate and enterprising meaning. The opening of the new store needs this kind of character as a signboard when it is created, and the fonts made by those machines are beautiful, but they lack a little artistic conception and agility.

"I know!" Xu Wanqing inadvertently glanced at a large central hall hanging on the opposite wall, and then realized what made her feel wrong, "Your words, it feels a little like huh?"

Qi An smiled and didn't say anything, making Xu Wanqing wonder to herself. Instead, he walked over to the bookshelf and carefully looked at the neatly arranged books.

Unlike Xu Wanqing, Xu Anguo's bookshelves are full. These books are old and new, grouped together, mostly historical biographies, and some strange novels.

At this point, the father and daughter are completely different, Xu Wanqing is just to decorate the office, and her father, Qi An casually pulled out a thread-bound copy of "Zhu Ziji Yuxiang", the spine is a little worn, and the folded pages are also yellowish, it seems that he has been read often. The familiar words made Qi An feel a little familiar.

Turning his head to look at Xu Wanqing, Qi An laughed. The father and daughter are a little similar, and they both like to hang landscape paintings on the wall behind the seats, taking the meaning of "there is a backer behind them", which is vulgar.

Xu Wanqing saw this smile, and immediately thought that Qi An was laughing at her for not learning and not knowing. She defended herself: "Isn't everyone like Lao Xu who is a retired old cadre, and some are free, okay?"

"Besides, girl, I also graduated from a prestigious school in financial management, and I also minored in a double degree in literature, okay? Xu Wanqing proudly hugged her arms and straightened her chest and said.

"That makes sense, have you read this book?" Qi Anshun threw the "Annotations on the Academic Rules of the White Deer Cave Academy" in his hand to her.

"Ouch" took the book, Xu Wanqing glared at Qi An fiercely, it seemed that this thin booklet accidentally hit the soft piece of her chest.

"Isn't it just a moral requirement written by Zhu Xi to students," although there was still a slight pain, Xu Wanqing still looked at it twice and sneered, "These old masters know all kinds of requirements for students, and they know how to talk empty words." ”

"An old man like Zhu Xi is a lackey of feudal autocracy, it's better to read less of what he writes," Xu Wanqing stuffed the book back into the bookcase, "If you read too much, you will become an old-fashioned old man like Lao Xu." ”

Qi An did not refute Xu Wanqing's disdain, in the eyes of modern people, Zhu Zi set all kinds of rules and regulations for the people at that time to restrain human nature, and he was naturally very disdainful.

However, in Qi An's view, it is the rules behind the so-called "preserving heavenly principles and destroying human desires" that allow people to continue to thrive as human beings rather than beasts after thousands of wars and turmoil.

But this made Qi An very admirable, and the old master Zhu, who once vowed to "know that he is useless in his life, and repair words to make up for heaven and earth", actually served as an official in the court for more than 40 days, but he has become an "old pedant" criticized by modern people. What has happened in these hundreds of years?

In his memory, the figure of an old man with a wide robe and big sleeves and a long gray beard flashed, Qi An sighed a little, and said in a low voice, "Brother Sick, even if your doctrine is not popular, fortunately it has always been passed down. ”

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But those are the past after all, Qi An has no intention of preaching for his old friend, and he must not care about these slanders, so he put down the scroll in his hand, rolled up a large character that had dried ink and walked out of the study.

"Didn't go to the company today?" Qi An teased, of course he knew why Xu Wanqing couldn't go to work. A drunk person usually doesn't bring up any thoughts about work the next day.

"I want you to take care of it!" Xu Wanqing glared at Qi An, he obviously knew the reason! Yesterday he was like that! He was still here today to tease himself!

"Is the fish soup delicious?" Qi An changed the subject, although sometimes he would have doubts about a woman's inexplicable emotions, but Qi An knew that any question about image made a woman very sensitive.

"It's okay," Xu Wanqing replied with a snort, threw herself on the sofa bed, and found a comfortable position to lie down, "For the sake of your filial piety to my sister, I can barely praise you." ”

Xu Wanqing is actually a little moved, some men will buy all kinds of luxury goods for women, and some men will say all kinds of sweet words, but they are not as touching as Qi An.

Women, who are sensual animals, tend to remember the gentle smiling faces and gentle greetings that they see at first sight when they open their eyes every day.

Even if there is a need for material things, there is still a desire for a lover's attention.

Of course, for Qi An, it seems that he is the one who needs material conditions, after all, almost all the clothes he wears and uses are purchased for him by Xu Wanqing. Thinking about it like this, he felt like a little white face eating soft rice.

As a person who takes care of herself, Xu Wanqing is becoming more and more open in front of herself. For example, she is now lying on the couch with a soft stomp, unconsciously kicking her calf.

After thinking about it, Qi An said, "Are you free tomorrow night?"

"Tomorrow night?" Xu Wanqing saw that Qi An seemed to be inviting herself on a date, her body stiffened a little for a moment, and she said in a joking tone at random, "It's nothing, you won't want to date me, will you?"

Noticing Xu Wanqing's stiffness for a moment, Qi Anxin thought that even if she was still pursuing herself one moment ago, and when she turned around and teased her the next moment, she would still be unable to let go for a moment. This seems to be somewhat similar to Taizu's guerrilla tactics at the beginning: the enemy defends and disturbs us, the enemy advances and retreats, and the enemy is tired and I fight.

Woman, your name is to refuse and welcome.

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It's a war. Qi An said to himself that since Xu Wanqing's heart for him was almost completely revealed, he had a headache.

He didn't hate feelings, on the contrary, they made him feel like he was still a person and not something strange.

But seeing the wrinkles on the faces of familiar people, and watching friends grow old day by day, all make Qi An sad, let alone a companion for decades?

Since falling into irrepressible grief for the third time, Qi An has decided not to have anything to do with any woman again.

Until yesterday, Xu Anguo told himself that a large number of foreigners had entered the country, and that there were still many Chinese Americans in Dengzhou City who were investigating him.

Qi An knew that the leather socks were still alive.

In other words, I already have the means to prolong the life of others.

Like a sudden rain in a long-dry land, Qi An's heart door quietly opened a crack.

That's why I made such a date invitation to Xu Wanqing. Thinking about it carefully, Qi An slapped his head, and he was still a little reckless.

But what can we ask of a person who hasn't been emotionally touched for hundreds of years? The trickle in the mountains, which has been blocked for hundreds of years, once the shackles on it are released, will pour out even more violently than a flash flood.

Don't think about letting go of men and women for the time being.

Qi An sent a message to He Li, who had not been in contact for a long time. It's time to use them.

When someone came to the store to collect protection money, Qi An realized that the imp was difficult.

After teaching a lesson to gangsters like Huang Mao, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no big gangsters or even small gangs. In a city like Dengzhou, anything is possible.

Since this can't be avoided, then why don't I make the rules? Qi An smiled, anyway, everyone is used to the existence of protection money, so it is better to leave it to yourself in the future.

I believe that they will know how to do it, and what they need to do is to give them the confidence to do anything.

The location is about in front of the Gothic Bar.

Only here can Qi An quickly improve their strength, because there is a professional martial arts training ground here.

Qi An sometimes becomes curious about the behind-the-scenes boss of this club, not to mention the difficulty of grabbing a ten-acre plot of land in such a business district close to the CBD.

Just being able to gather local leaders and faces is not something that ordinary people can do.

Qi An still took a taxi and arrived ten minutes earlier than the agreed six o'clock.

Waving his hand, he refused the welcome welcome, and instead of going in, he found a secluded place, took out his phone, and opened a small game.

It was this battle game that first made Qi An feel the progress of modern technology, looking at the gorgeous colors on the screen, Qi An lowered his head and played.

Of course, to play this kind of game, you have to find a place where no one can see it, otherwise when He Li and a few people come to see that they are playing a game that they also play, wouldn't the awe they painstakingly build be completely nullified?

Clumsily manipulating his heroes, using ice magic to freeze enemies, and harvesting heads one by one, Zian ends the game.

Exactly six o'clock.

Qi An's brows furrowed, didn't he let them succeed in fearing him?

Otherwise, why aren't they here now?