"What? Zhong Yue wants to hold a personal exhibition of calligraphy and painting?"

"Is Zhong Yue, a calligraphy genius who has been silent for two years, going to reappear in the world of calligraphy again?"

"Tickets for the Century Convention and Exhibition Center have been sold to 8,000 yuan each. ”

"Eight thousand yuan? This is not a concert, it's just a calligraphy work, how can you still inflate the ticket price so high?"

"You don't know, in addition to the long-rumored "Zhong's Family Letter" being exhibited in China for the first time, there is also a huge work, which is said to be on public display for the first time, in response to the recent slander of Mr. Zhong by some villains. ”

The reason why it can be hyped so high is naturally because this calligraphy and painting exhibition is not allowed to bring any communication electronic equipment into the venue for shooting, that is to say, except for what you see with your own eyes, there is no chance to witness this "Zhong's Family Letter" again, as well as the mysterious masterpiece, in terms of tickets and a little lacquer, this masterpiece is rendered extremely wonderful.

5,000 tickets were still sold out, and in the hands of scalpers, 8,000 tickets have been speculated.

"Amin, five thousand, isn't it a little dark?"

Ou Yangming yawned, "Is it black?" The little lacquer gift box we gave us is worth two thousand. ”

"Hehe, the valuation of a little paint is almost one billion, I heard that the board of directors of Ouyang International is still preparing to acquire, what do you think?"

"Look at the, I'm a manager, and I'm not a legal person with a little paint. ”

Ye An sat down, was silent for a moment, and asked, "Where did Xiao Yue go?" Why has it been two years, and the mobile phone can't get through, and no one shows up. ”

Ou Yangming looked out the window in a daze.

"Amin?"

"Well, Brother Ye. ”

"Why can't you give up?"

Ou Yangming smiled: "It's nothing, Brother Ye." What did my grandfather say?"

Ye An put down the coffee, "What the chairman meant, now that it's a little bit of paint in the exaggeration of other businesses in the cultural sector, I simply won't talk about acquisitions." ”

"Well, that's good. ”

"Pretty good?" Ye An smiled, "Are you addicted to part-time work?"

Ou Yangming said: "Two years ago, the market value ......of a little lacquer was less than 50 million, and now the major cultural industry sectors add up to a market value of 1 billion.

Ye An was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise: "Why haven't you mentioned this matter to the chairman?"

"This is a matter for our brothers, and it has nothing to do with grandpa, and it was all verbal at that time, maybe Brother Yue said it casually. Although Ou Yangming said this, he understood that what Zhong Yue said must be done in his words.

"You're good enough, kid. ”

Ou Yangming smiled, "The main vision is good." ”

He walked out on the balcony, smiled away, lit himself a cigarette, and after two years, he also learned to smoke.

"Hiss~~Whew...... Brother Yue, where have you been?"

……

……

The bell of Heshan Primary School remembered that the bear children were scattered.

Huang Youwei wore a white short-sleeved dress and walked out of the music classroom with a music book in her arms.

"Hello Mr. Huang. ”

"Goodbye, Mr. Huang. ”

"Goodbye. Huang Youwei smiled and greeted her colleagues and students.

If her previous life was born to death for more than ten years, then since she returned from Japan, it is the beginning of her life, a life like a flower.

"Teacher Huang, this flower is for you. ”

Huang Youwei squatted down, picked up the sunflower in a green beer bottle, and smiled, "Thank you." ”

"Teacher Huang, you play the piano so well, I really want to learn the piano, but my mother said that it costs a lot of money to learn the piano, and my family has no money to learn the piano for me. ”

Huang Youwei touched the little girl's head and said, "You have to be considerate of your mother." ”

"Well, Mr. Huang, I'm home. ”

"Goodbye. ”

If it was a few years ago, Huang Youwei would definitely say, I will teach you, or I will help you pay for your tuition, and she has grown a lot in the past two years. Now I am like an adult. She understands that she has no right to interfere in the lives of others in a brutal manner.

She clicked on WeChat, looked at the sunflowers blooming in the bottle under the sun, and listened.

"Youwei, you have to be obedient. I will be back. ”

"When are you coming back......

"Youwei!"

Huang Youwei turned her head to look and saw Gu Qin waiting under the banyan tree in the car, and walked over with a smile, "Sister Gu, you're here." ”

"Let's go, it's been a long time. Tomorrow you don't have classes on the weekend, so we'll go to the city for dinner. ”

"Oh, yes. Has Brother Yue called you?"

Gu Qin held the steering wheel, his eyes darkened, "Let's go, let's go eat first." ”

……

……

Zhang Guo's arm is tucked to pass through the Western Regions.

In the midsummer of July, the sunflowers in the Gobi of Ganzhou are blooming. The little girl wore a straw hat, and the pigtails under her still couldn't help jumping off.

"Qiu Shan, help me bring the basket. ”

Although it was very hot, hearing the little girl's call, Zhong Yue, who was wrapped in veil, still took the two back baskets, one large and one small, and walked towards the little girl.

"Qiu Shan, take off the veil. ”

Zhong Yue glared at the little girl.

"I don't think you're ugly, my father said, you are the god of fire, but you burned yourself while you weren't paying attention. As she spoke, the little girl laughed, and only half of the two decayed front teeth were left, and it was strange to look at it.

Zhong Yue only showed his eyes and mouth on his face, stretched out his hand, the back of his hand had grown pink skin, and pointed to his front teeth, the little girl immediately stopped laughing, "Qiu Shan, you dare to laugh at me." ”

Zhong Yue didn't speak, it wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but he couldn't speak now. Nine deaths to pick up a life, his body is almost ripe, and his throat is broken, in the past two years, slowly combing the meridians with ink rhyme, it has improved, but there is still a long way to go. Especially now with a bare scalp and no eyebrows, a head like a braised egg, it is exactly the same as the protagonist in One Punch Man, back in Shanghai, it is estimated that no one will believe that this is Zhong Yue.

This little girl named Sasha is his savior.

"Hmph, if I hadn't found you, you would have become a fried melon seed with nutmeg. ”

Zhong Yue rolled his eyes and put the small back basket in place.

When Sasha saw Zhong Yue rolling her eyes, she smiled and said, "Dad said it." When you have money, you will take me to see tooth decay, Qiushan, and I will also ask my father to take you to the hospital and help you with plastic surgery. ”

Zhong Yue: "......"

If he wants plastic surgery, it is estimated that he will have to have skin and hair transplantation, not to mention whether he can restore it to his original appearance, it is estimated that the operation cost will be millions of dollars, and he will have to endure postoperative complications and a series of pains, so Zhong Yue still decided to self-regulate.

The two of them harvested the sunflowers, bent down, and drowned in the sea of flowers.

They must be very sad to see me like this......