It's really Zhou Hao's eloquence is too good, his thinking is too advanced, the plot is too rich, and the logic is too strong, so that everyone thinks that if he hadn't heard Zhou Hao make up so nonsense on the spot, if he heard it from the second mouth, I'm afraid he would believe it!

And Wang Yongcai was a little scared, he was really afraid, he originally thought that this Zhou Hao was just a person who couldn't and didn't care about gossip, but he didn't expect that this was a gossip maker who was more frightening than Mr. Storyteller.

As a carp student, he still has to complete the training task secretly given by the family, so this job cannot be lost, and secondly, Xia Yali, as one of the better girls designated by the family, cannot have an accident.

As a child of a family, the most important thing is face, no matter what Zhou Hao said is true or not, in this era when the authenticity of information is not important and entertainment is the first, Wang Yongcai dare not imagine that those plots are passed on to flesh and blood.

As for Zhou Hao in front of him, he is simply a combination of a scoundrel and a hooligan! He is open, but this person is secretly shameless!

"Oh, the Xia family in Rong City and the hall of yours, well, I happen to know Wang Guxuan in the hall or something, believe it or not, I can let people deal with some videos or something, oops, think about the kind that I blush, and then ......"

"Don't say it!" Wang Yongcai felt that he was about to collapse, he couldn't imagine that Zhou Hao would dare to be in front of so many people, in front of so many beauties, in the world, and ...... There are such shameless people!

And no matter how filthy these people are secretly, the identity of the son and carp on the surface is the weakness of these people!

In this regard, Zhou Hao tried and failed.

Everyone was dumbfounded, but Zhou Hao seemed to be unaccustomed to it, ignored it, chuckled, and still looked at Boss Xu on the side with the face of a ruffian hooligan, and said, "I said, boss, why don't you also give you some ingredients for the reputation of the restaurant?"

"You!

"You, we're still waiting for dinner! I'll say it first, if the food is not delicious, Lao Tzu will not only send advertisements and stickers, but will also directly throw you, oh, and your wife's phone number on that website, you, watch it yourself! Of course, there is also Ah Cai!"

Boss Xu and Wang Yongcai spoke at the same time: "You, shameless!"

"Shameless!"

Zhou Hao swept over the people who were almost petrified, and said disdainfully: "There is no most shameless, only more shameless, believe it or not, it's up to you!"

After a battle of words and words of a scoundrel, Zhou Hao, who was also a little dry-mouthed, looked at Wang Yongcai, who was still scolding and scolding, and returned to the private room, seeing that Zhou Hao actually picked up his sleeves very disregarding his image, and was ready to rush forward to fight, Wang Yongcai, who thought he was the pride of the sky and had never been such a scoundrel and hooligan, hurriedly closed his mouth and looked at Zhou Hao, who was also foul language and full of threatening words.

It's already out of any temper!

After this farce that made people laugh and cry, Xiao Longxiang also changed his sense of Zhou Hao, and even felt that Zhou Hao was more professional than those gangsters on the street!

As soon as he had this thought, he couldn't help but shake his head to dispel the thoughts in his mind, who is Zhou Shao this time, how can he compare those gangsters on the street with Zhou Shao, who is the grandmaster's personal lineage?

It must have been an unconventional means to quickly resolve disputes just now, and when I thought of this, I couldn't help but admire Zhou Hao even more, and he could show his true feelings to such an extent.

Waiting for this painless turmoil to pass, in the strange eyes of everyone, Zhou Hao and others sat down again, during which the wine passed three rounds, the dishes passed five flavors, and in the field, although Zhou Hao chatted with Xiao Lao and others, his ears still listened to the conversation of Wang Yongcai and a few people from time to time.

It's really Luo Tiantian's identity that is too special, and Zhou Hao, who is curious in his heart, also wants to know what these people want to do together.

The restaurant's signature dishes are indeed exclusive in taste, especially the 'half-raw green spots', a fish half cooked, the taste is just right, and the other side is made into sashimi sushi, dipped in a special sauce, a large plate of wild blue grouper, which is full of praise from everyone.

And Zhou Hao, who was busy socializing in the field, was also busy listening to the conversation in the private room in the distance, especially the words of Wang Yongcai and Luo Tiantian's private chat.

"It seems that these people are getting together to dig up some treasures?"

Absurd, absurd!

When several families get together, they don't talk about the wind and snow, the ideal of life, but what kind of treasure hunting are they talking about?

However, Zhou Hao made up his mind in his heart, no matter what the three of them talked about, they must also cross the bar, who made Na Luo's talent a Fu family, and Wang Yongcai was a Xuan Xiu family like the Xiao family?

With the eyes of the two of them, what they are talking about is certainly not something mundane. You can keep up and have a good time, even if you can't get it, it's good to have a long vision.

"It's just, how can I keep up with these three?"

Just when Zhou Hao was thinking about how to keep up with the three of them, the seats dispersed in the middle of the field, and at the end, looking at Ding Jiankun and Ding Lingling with tears in their eyes, they sent away Fan Lao and his party, and then, they were dragged by Ding Jiankun to chat and deepen their feelings.

So much so that Zhou Hao didn't hear the secret words of the three people in the distance, so he simply put this matter down. I'm thinking about finding a time to catch up these days.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Bingsheng's calligraphy enthusiasm could not be stopped, so he followed the car of Ding Jiankun and others to the West Lake Annex.

Adhering to the creed of not driving when drinking, and not drinking when driving, Ding Jiankun specially hired a substitute driver, so he and Zhou Hao lay side by side in the back seat.

"Zhou Shao, I heard Xiao Shao say that you are working on Matt Network now?"

Zhou Hao nodded slightly and did not reply.

Taking advantage of the wine, he also saw Zhou Hao's sharp words just now, and Ding Jiankun, who felt that Zhou Hao was not very cold, said: "Since you chose to work in that company, there are naturally your reasons, if you can find me useful in the future, you can just say." ”

Zhou Hao, who was still analyzing the content of the conversation between the three of them, was cold, and his eyes lit up, and he thought of a person - Qiu Yanxue, who had mentioned more than once that he wanted to ask Liu Shaobo for performance in the footwear industry, and in front of him, it was obviously a figure who had never let Liu Shaobo more.

"There is one thing that needs to be troubled by Mr. Ding. ”

Ding Jiankun, who couldn't wait for Zhou Hao to speak, hurriedly said: "You are too polite, if you have anything to do directly, you can do it directly!"

So, the two of them were as cautious as if they were plotting to rebel, whispering, and chatting with laughter when their eyebrows were dancing, Zhou Hao's mouth was like a river, and this Ding Jiankun nodded again and again, and he could hear a twitch on the face of the substitute driver driving in front.

Half an hour later, Zhou Hao finally came to the West Lake Villa in a hurry, passed through the doorman, and came to the study in the hall on the second floor of the villa, Zhou Hao couldn't help but be stunned.

Even Ding Jiankun couldn't help but be a little excited, just because in this small study, there were many men and women with white beards, some of whom Ding Jiankun knew, and some of whom he didn't.

Under Xiao Longxiang's brief introduction, the two of them understood that everyone in front of them had an identity, that is, Qingshi, and even a member of the Jianghai Provincial Calligraphy Association!

Although I don't know much about calligraphy, as a well-known businessman, there are many authentic works of famous artists in the study and home, and I know a few of them under the influence of my ears and eyes.

For example, among them, Wen Qingyang, who is a professor of the literature department of a key university, is an honorary director of the Jianghai Provincial Literary and Art Association, and a figure in the calligraphy industry!

In addition, it is the Mobao family who is famous for his beautiful ancient style in Jianghai Province and even the whole of China.

It's just that Ding Jiankun doesn't understand, this Xiao Lao is the vice president of the Jianghai Provincial Literary Association and the president of the Qingshi Literary Association, he knows it, but what does this have to do with Zhou Shao around him, why are these well-known figures looking at Zhou Hao's eyes so strange?

That look was like a beggar seeing gold, his eyes were shining and bloodshot! Even standing beside Zhou Hao, Ding Jiankun could see the hunger and thirst in everyone's eyes, and he couldn't wait to pounce on Zhou Hao at once!

"Uh, Xiao Lao, these masters are ......"

Zhou Hao smiled, looking at Xiao Lao who was smiling evilly, Xiao Lao was calm, laid out the paper and pen, made a gesture of please, and said, "Brother Zhou, please!"

Zhou Hao smiled calmly, instantly understood what Xiao Bingsheng meant, and in the expectant and suspicious eyes of everyone, he walked to the desk, held a pen in his right hand, and wrote a line of words on rice paper!

Ding Jiankun is a little unclear, so could it be that Zhou Shao is also a calligrapher?

didn't wait for Ding Jiankun, who was squeezed to the door by the crowd, to think more, everyone rushed up like a bee butterfly, eager to see the line of words under Zhou Hao's body for the first time.

"Flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow!

"What a rare good word!"

……

For a while, the entire study room was boiling, and all the doubts in everyone's eyes were dispelled, only the smug Xiao Lao laughed on the side, a copy should look like this.

"That, everyone Zhou, can you write a few more words for us to observe and observe!"

Zhou Hao, who had already guessed everyone's identities, did not hide his clumsiness, lifted another thinner wolf hair on the side, stained with a little ink, and leaned over again to write, but unexpectedly, someone hurriedly stepped forward to carefully withdraw the rice paper under Zhou Hao's body, and vacated another brand new piece of rice paper.

Ding Jiankun, who could see in the distance, was taken aback.

"Actually let these literary and ink masters grind ink and lay paper! This, this week is less!" Ding Jiankun was really speechless.

I saw Zhou Hao smile slightly and point the pen again, and re-write on the new paper: If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan, and so on, but the old people's hearts are changeable......

It is Nalan Rongruo's "As First Seen"

Immediately afterwards, there was another pair of "Qinyuan Spring Snow"

followed by "Linjiang Immortals, Rolling Changdong Passing Water"

Everyone was fascinated and fascinated!

Each pair of calligraphy has a unique charm, handwriting at will, five kinds of fonts such as block letters, cursive and so on are written freely and naturally, eclectic but self-contained, the text compares with the artistic conception of poetry, all give people a sense of being so hearty, the poetry is lost, the heroic dry clouds, the mournful and heartless, are all with the font to come out, jumping on the paper, exciting!

Even if a person like Ding Jiankun, who doesn't know calligraphy, looks at it, he seems to have the illusion of being infected.

Even from the font alone, you can taste it, it turns out that the sadness is like this, and the font itself carries that kind of sadness.

It turns out that the pride and ambition should be like this, and the vigorous handwriting seems to be alive, as if to break free from the thin piece of rice paper.

Everyone looked at Zhou Hao with admiration, and there was only one thought in their minds - this is the real calligraphy!