"Director Zhang, I think you think you think too highly of me. Mr. Ouyang is just asking me to do a personal matter, not entrusting me with a heavy responsibility. As for this cooperation, I really can't help it. ”

Wang Dashan frowned, "Why are you so brainless? You have done something for him, can he not thank you? When the time comes, you will propose the matter of cooperation, won't it be appropriate? Ouyang International, such a large group, casually stationed in a subsidiary, can make our Huizhou City's economy take off." ”

"Why?"

Wang Dashan was stunned for a moment, "Ah Yue, have you forgotten who is one hundred and two hundred, who pooled the money for your university?"

Zhong Yue took out a wad of money directly from the document bag, "Here is 10,000, Uncle Wang, with interest, and return it to the township." ”

"I'll ask you for money? Why is this kid running on your Uncle Wang like this?"

Zhang Shaolin saw that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, and hurriedly pressed Zhong Yue's hand down, "It's all from the villagers." Township Chief Wang, you too. It's not easy to talk about this thing in the open. The city has also sent a lot of official letters to Ouyang International, and this time they sent me over, but they didn't want to put pressure on Comrade Xiao Zhong, so what about these subsidies, and what I said later, they have nothing to do with it, Zhong Yue, you have taken it. The cultural center was busy, so I left first. ”

Wang Dashan got up, shook the leather coat on his body, and said with a smile: "Eh, Director Zhang, I'll send you." ”

"Alright, let's stay. Xianguang, let's go, by the way, Zhong Yue, if you have time to sit in the Book Association, Wei Lao Ke has always wanted to accept you as a closed disciple. ”

Zhong Yue watched Zhang Shaolin's master and apprentice arrive in the car.

Wang Dashan leaned on the car window and followed the started car step by step, "Director Zhang, the inscription of our township cultural center ......"

"Don't worry, I remember. Someone will be sent in a little while. ”

Wang Dashan rubbed his hands, and finally was willing to stay, "Okay, okay, then you go slowly!"

The car drove through the curve and disappeared from Wang Dashan's field of vision. Zhong Yue walked into the compound, and just as he wanted to close the door, he was held down by Wang Dashan.

"I said did you go to college, and you kid don't know how to do etiquette more and more?

"Uncle Wang, how many times do you want to talk about the tuition fee? It's not that I don't pay it back, but when you pooled the money, you thought that the scene would be lively and lively, and let the reporter take pictures and report it, but I didn't get a list of them, otherwise I would have paid back the money a long time ago. ”

Wang Dashan was stunned for a moment, "Your kid's conscience let the dog eat it." Who did I work so hard to scrape together the money for? Not for you, donkey eggs! Now it's to blame me?"

"Okay, okay, you're right. Zhong Yue didn't bother to talk to Wang Dashan.

Wang Dashan patted Zhong Yue on the shoulder, "Ah Yue, Ouyang Kaishan, what are you looking for? Ouyang Kaishan will not come to you specifically for such a trivial matter, is it related to that Wei monument? If it is really for that Wei monument, if Ouyang International can reach a cooperation intention with the city, I believe that this Wei monument will become a witness of friendship." ”

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, no wonder this Shao Lin came over in such a hurry, and sent money and asked him to sign the donation contract. The feeling is that Ouyang Kaishan came here because of this Wei monument, and as a bargaining chip for the transaction, it is naturally completely owned by the city.

Zhong Yue had to admire the brains of these leaders. But this time, unfortunately, their wishful thinking was misplaced.

"Uncle Wang, what did you say at the beginning? Wei Bei donated it to the collection of the Cultural Center, and now what you mean by this is to use it as a bargaining chip and give it to Ouyang Kaishan?

Wang Dashan hesitated and said, "I ...... I'm not talking about it casually, the spiritual documents in the city, I'm just talking about it casually. Alright, I'm leaving. ”

Zhong Yue shook his head and sneered, these people who decide their heads with their butts really can't believe it.

He closed the door and logged back into the system.

On the login interface of the penmanship system, there was an additional option, and Zhong Yue clicked in with ease.

The style of painting has changed abruptly.

Time and space travel has come to the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, Wuzhong Ancient Town.

Those who have seen Tang Bohu order autumn incense basically know Wen Zhengming's character. However, most of Tang Bohu's autumn incense is made up, just like Bao Qingtian beheaded Chen Shimei, there are more literary components, but Tang Yin, Wen Zhengming, Zhu Yunming, and Xu Zhenqing are the four great talents of Wuzhong.

Zhong Yue knew that these virtual background characters couldn't see him, so he swaggered into the Wen Mansion. The Hui style building is about the high wall and deep courtyard, almost no tiles can be seen outside, relying on the patio for lighting and ventilation, and the rainwater falling from the surrounding eaves returns to the patio, commonly known as "four waters return to the church".

The biggest feature of the Supai building is the garden-like layout, pavilions and pavilions, which are scattered. This is the case with the buildings in the Bunfu, which are small in size but delicate and beautiful. Zhong Yue soon found the only NPC in this literary mansion that could shine - Wen Zhengming, a calligrapher known as Wenheng Mountain.

"Hello Mr. Hengshan, Zhong Yue, who was born late, came to study Xiaokai. ”

Zhong Yue looked up at the thin old man, his eyebrows drooping, far less kind than the original Jin Nong.

Wen Zhengming's robe was lifted and he sat in the hall, "How many years have you been reading?"

"Huh, nine years of compulsory education, three years of high school, half a year of college. ”

"What kind of nonsense? The old man asked what books you have read? What have you read in the subset of classics and histories? Tell me about it. ”

Zhong Yue thought about it, he really didn't have much to do with the so-called Chinese studies. This can't be blamed on him, he grew up under the red flag since he was a child, except for some Tang and Song poems, and individual classical Chinese articles, the education of traditional Chinese culture seems to have been erased from textbooks. You asked Zhong Yue to memorize a hundred family names, maybe not as smooth as those ancient children.

"I haven't read much of it. ”

Wen Zhengming frowned, "Go and go, I can't read anything, I don't have any ink on my chest, and I'm not worthy of studying." ”

"......" Zhong Yue was a little depressed, this Wen Hengshan doesn't play cards according to the routine, isn't this system just a player, isn't all NPCs serving him?

"This, Mr. Hengshan, you and I live in different times, and the education we receive is also different, but this does not affect my learning of calligraphy, so let me observe and learn. ”

"No, it doesn't. Wen Zhengming directly rejected Zhong Yue's request, "The chest is full of Tibetan literature and ink, there is poetry and calligraphy in the belly, there is no knowledge, even if the attainments in calligraphy are high, it is difficult to achieve and break through, go back and study more, and when the old man thinks that you can learn calligraphy, I will teach you Wumen Xiaokai." ”

Zhong Yue was sweating, this is neat, don't make trouble, "That Mr. Hengshan, in our era, the late students were also considered high-achieving students, so they are not illiterate, or are you accommodating?"

Wen Zhengming stood up, picked up a piece of paper casually, and placed it in front of Zhong Yue.

Fishing, gluttony, feasting, fern, sole, pelican, mullet, tapir, squirrel, elderly, oolitic, illiterate.

"Look at this, how many words do you know?"

Zhong Yue exited the system with a blank face......

This year, NPCs have all played stalks......