After this period of time, Tang Feng's custom-made deep-diving submersible has followed the freighter to a certain island country closest to the Mariana Trench, and just wait for Tang Feng and them to set off, they can start exploring.

"When, exactly?" Sun Xiaoyu was a little excited when he heard Tang Feng say that he was going to the Mariana Trench.

"Hey, what's the matter with your voice?" Tang Feng said. Sun Xiaoyu's voice was a little soft and glutinous, which made the man's heart soften and harden his body, thinking of Sun Xiaoyu's plump figure, Tang Feng was a little nervous.

As a mature woman, Sun Xiaoyu has a kind of purity that is difficult for ordinary women to achieve, mature and pure, and it will definitely be fun.

"The old lady is taking a bath, do you have any opinions?" Sun Xiaoyu snorted.

"Touch two for me. Tang Feng said.

"You can touch it yourself when you have time. I'll go to you tonight. Sun Xiaoyu hung up the phone.

Tang Feng looked at the phone and smacked: "This little girl, it's really ...... , but I have an appointment with Sister Xiaoyu tonight. ”

He was about to leave, so naturally he had to arrange his work. Tian Xiaoyu gradually withdrew from the Tian family's Sihai Group and entered the Fengyu Group. Everyone also knows that Tian Xiaoyu is the real boss of Fengyu Group, because the rain of wind and rain is the rain of Tian Xiaoyu.

Of course, Tian Xiaoyu does not have the consciousness of the boss, she thinks that she is just a senior manager, that is, the CEO or something.

Tang Feng went to the school, found Ma Tianxing and the counselor, asked for a long leave, and said hello to the principal Zhao Huadian.

"Principal Zhao, I haven't come to class for a while recently, you have something to do, you can text me. Tang Feng was in the principal's office and met Zhao Huadian.

"Want to go abroad?" Zhao Huadian said.

"Hmm. Tang Feng didn't explain much.

Zhao Huadian nodded and didn't continue to ask, he didn't react to Tang Feng's absence from class, let alone care.

For ordinary students, absenteeism can sometimes be very serious, after all, students are going to attend classes, and if they don't go to class well, they are still students.

But for students like Tang Feng, this sentence does not apply. At Tang Feng's level, it doesn't matter if you go to school or not.

Especially Tang Feng, not to mention being super rich, casually donated 100 million to Jinling University, even if it is his super calligraphy, he can eat it for a lifetime.

Tang Feng and Zhao Huadian chatted, and Zhao Huadian prepared pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

"Come on, come on, try the pen, my pen, ink, paper, and inkstone here are not as good as Liu Yuli's, but they are not bad. Zhao Huadian said. As a principal, he has a lot of opportunities, although he also likes calligraphy and the like, but he does not have as much time as the former dean of literature, Liu Yuli.

Liu Yuli, as a famous literati in Jinling, is naturally not bad, and it is normal for the principal Zhao Huadian to be inferior here.

However, the pen and ink are almost bearable, Zhao Huadian just wants Tang Feng to leave the ink treasure, not to let Tang Feng appreciate the quality of the pen and ink.

Tang Feng did not shirk either, and wrote Li Bai's famous essay "Spring Night Banquet from the Peach Garden Preface".

It is no longer the line of the preface of the Lanting Collection, nor the line of the line of the post when the snow is fast, but cursive.

'Those who are masters of heaven and earth are the adversaries of all things, and those who are in time are also passers-by of a hundred generations. And floating like a dream, for the joy of geometry? The ancients traveled at night with candles, and there was a good thing. The situation of Yangchun summoned me to smoke the scene, and the large piece of fake me to the article. The garden of peach and plum will be the joy of the family. The group of seasons is handsome, all of them are Huilian, and we sing songs, and we are ashamed of recreation. The reward is not over, and the talk is clear. Open a feast to sit on the flowers, fly the feathers and get drunk with the moon. If there is no good song, how can he Shen Yahuai? If the poem is not successful, the penalty will depend on the number of wine in the Golden Valley. ’

More than 100 words are written in one go, flowing clouds and water, like a dragon, and like a big river, a vast ocean, between the similar and the unlike, crazy and shocking.

This time, it is not Wang Xizhi's brushwork, nor Wang Xianzhi's, nor Zhang Xu Huaisu's. It's Don's own.

Cursive writing is divided into chapter grass and present grass.

The chapter grass penmanship is provincial, there is a law to follow, it looks relatively clear and easy to understand, and the grass is not formal, the gesture is smooth, and the personal style is obvious.

Imacao is further divided into wild grass and small grass.

What Tang Feng wrote is wild grass, also called big grass.

When Zhao Huadian was shocked by the words, Tang Feng quietly left.

"Xingkai, Xingshu, cursive, are all works of heaven and man, what else will Tang Feng not do. Zhao Huadian muttered to himself. Generally speaking, it's good to be proficient, but Tang Feng seems to understand everything, and they are all very superb.

Half a day later, Zhao Huadian woke up from the shock and picked up the phone to dial.

"Lao Man, come and see, there are good things. Zhao Huadian said.

"Your level of appreciation, what good things can be? It's the words you passed to me the other day, yes, a little meaningful. "Manyuan Baidao.

Tang Fenglou written by Tang Feng is finally to be engraved and then put upstairs, and the original version on the paper can be collected. Zhao Huadian is the principal, and he will collect it.

Man Yuanbai didn't believe that after Zhao Huadian got those words, he found the treasure so quickly.

After all, well-written, superb artistic conception of words, not everywhere, even if he is full of Yuanbai, there is no guarantee that every word is great, just like the poet Immortal Taibai, the poet Saint Du Fu, will also write a lot of poor level of work.

Man Yuanbai is the most famous calligrapher of contemporary times, with imperial blood, and his original surname was Aixin Jueluo, who was Pu Yi's nephew.

"Hehe, there was no before, but now there is, you wait a minute, I'll WeChat it to you. Zhao Huadian was proud.

In terms of age, Zhao Huadian is thirty years younger than Man Yuanbai, but the two are friends. When the Literature Building of Jinling University was named Tang Feng Building, Zhao Huadian thought about it in his mind for a while, and asked Man Yuanbai to name it.

But Tang Feng is too young, and it is a bit inappropriate to let the old man Yuanbai write it.

Moreover, if Man Yuan Bai writes it, it will definitely spread quickly, and everyone will talk about the sudden name change of the Faculty of Letters.

If it was Tang Feng's own name, the impact would be much smaller, and by the time everyone found out, many years might have passed, and no one would have pursued it for a long time.

When Zhao Huadian saw Tang Feng's words, he knew that his plan might not be realized, and let Tang Feng write it, the impact at the beginning was indeed very small, but Tang Feng's writing was too good, and once it was discovered, it would definitely cause a greater sensation.

Zhao Huadian didn't bother to consider these problems for the time being, after all, there was a real 100 million, and he could withstand any wind and rain.

Zhao Huadian quickly took a few photos and sent them to Man Yuanbai.

"Leave it for me. After Man Yuanbai saw Tang Feng's cursive writing, he exclaimed in surprise on the phone.

Man Yuanbai means that he is about to come over and grab the words.

"Man Lao, what are you talking about, the wind is too strong to hear. Zhao Huadian shouted.

"In the winter, with the doors and windows closed, where does the wind come from. Man Yuanbai was very helpless.

"I don't care, I just can't hear it. Zhao Huadian said.

"I'll be here early tomorrow morning, so I'll pick it up. "Manyuan Baidao.

They are all old friends, there are not so many taboos, they often joke, Man Yuanbai is also a royal descendant with good roots, and he often uses the same thing.

Of course, the Qing Dynasty has been gone for more than a hundred years, and everyone doesn't care. Man Yuanbai can only be regarded as a declining aristocracy.

Tang Feng, who had already left, didn't know the conversation between Zhao Huadian and Man Yuanbai, nor did he know what happened to them. Even if he knew, he didn't care, for him, calligraphy was just a trail.

When Tang Feng left the campus, he received a call from Tian Xiaoyu.

"I'm going back to Wuhai soon, see you when I get back. Tian Xiaoyu said.

"I think what are you going to do, daughter-in-law. Tang Feng was stunned when he heard it, and it was good that he couldn't sleep and see each other.

"A week at most, and I'll be back. Tian Xiaoyu snorted. Thinking that Tang Feng was not honest, Tian Xiaoyu's voice trembled, she felt that Tang Feng's hand was magical, and she couldn't stop.

"It's nothing important, so don't go back. Tang Feng said cheaply.

"Do you think it's important to take over the work of Sihai Group?" Tian Xiaoyu pretended to be angry.

"Okay, okay. Tang Feng burst into tears, feeling that his life was so bitter.

As soon as Tang Feng hung up the phone, he saw Tang Xin driving over in a sports car. Tang Xin in the sports car is a black silk long-legged short skirt, wearing very little, it seems that the heating in the car is very open, and it is not cold at all.

"Hey, what a coincidence. Tang Feng said.

"I'm here for you. Tang Xin rolled his eyes.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Can't I come to you if it's okay?" Tang Xin snorted coldly, Tang Xin also seemed to know that Tang Feng was going out for a trip and couldn't see him for a long time, so she took the time to come to see her, of course, she didn't admit that she missed Tang Feng.

"Absolutely. Tang Feng got on the co-pilot.

"You ......" Tang Xin's face changed. Fortunately, the glass of Tang Xin sports car is light-insulated, and it can't be seen from the outside at all, otherwise, it would be too embarrassing in broad daylight.

"What am I, don't you like it?" Tang Feng leaned to the side and pressed Tang Xin onto the back of the saddle.