Master Yuanbo took a deep breath, and then struggled to pick up the pen on the rice paper that had been laid out, and wrote down two words.

"HRE!"

The spirit is timeless and beautiful.

Although the same meta-body is used, the former word gives people the feeling of masculinity, and the latter word is more soft.

Yin and yang, to be able to play calligraphy to such a level, it is also quite powerful, this is the same as Master Yuanbo's life, stern and kind as if to accompany this old man at any time.

"Alas, no, no, no, this hand is a little raw, do it again!" Zhang Tianyuan was already very good at reading the word, he was very satisfied anyway, but unexpectedly, after Master Yuanbo took the pen and read it for a while, he resolutely crumpled the written thing into a ball and threw it into the trash can on the side.

"Teacher, it's already very well written. Zhang Tianyuan really felt very good, and he didn't want the old man to work too hard, so he looked at the crumpled paper and said, "I'll take it back." ”

"No, no, writing to my benefactor is definitely to satisfy me, not to be perfect, because it is impossible, but at least to reach my previous level. Master Yuanbo is also a stubborn person, and after shaking his head, he asked Zhang Qian to spread another piece of rice paper, and then lifted the pen again.

When Zhang Tianyuan saw the paper in the basket, he couldn't help but think of a story he had seen before, saying that there was a very famous calligrapher who was very strict with his works, and every time something came out, it took more than ten times to be satisfied.

The paper balls he threw into the paper basket were collected by the cleaning aunt and then taken out to sell. Just like that, a piece of garbage can be sold for tens of thousands. Although the aunt was later arrested for breaking the law, this story is also thought-provoking.

A celebrity is a celebrity. Even if it's garbage that is thrown away, it's very valuable.

"Teacher Zhang, what should we do with these things?" Zhang Tianyuan asked when he saw the waste paper in those paper baskets.

"Oh, these will be broken with a shredder and then thrown away, there have been people who have used the teacher's work to make a profit, which makes the teacher very angry, because he doesn't want to see his defective work circulated in the market, and then we came up with this way, just use the shredder to break it. Then don't be afraid. Zhang Rusheng explained.

"I see, I see. "Although Zhang Tianyuan likes Master Yuanbo's words, he has not yet reached the crazy Cheng dù, like this kind of abolished thing, he will never ask for it, his own HRE Group, the signboard must be the best, not picked out of the garbage.

After writing more than ten in a row, Master Yuanbo finally put down his pen. Taking a deep breath and looking at the smile on his face, you knew that he was already very satisfied.

In fact, in Zhang Tianyuan's view, the current character. Compared with what I wrote before, the gap is not very big, but it is handled more roundly when I write. It's more comfortable, but it's just a little bit. Ordinary people can't see it at all, but that's it. Master Yuanbo still insisted on writing until now, and he was willing to put down the brush.

He is persistent, it is this kind of temper, what is it, if it is not done well, it will definitely not be delivered to people lightly, where is it like a lot of tofu scum projects now, it is a place for people to live, and it is actually handed over casually, and the result is the death and tragedy of a large number of people, such a thing, in Master Yuanbo, will never be allowed.

This seriousness and perseverance also made Zhang Tianyuan more respectful of Master Yuanbo, which is the spirit that a person who does things should have.

Zhang Tianyuan put the words aside, waiting for the ink to dry, at this time, Master Yuanbo asked with a smile: "By the way, I heard that General Nie's godson, that is, you are already engaged, and you will get married after the year, right, I don't know if Lao Yu can wait until that day, so let's write a word, it is a wedding gift for you, I won't feel shabby, right?"

Maybe he felt that his life was short, Master Yuanbo planned to do what he wanted to do but didn't do, or did what he didn't have time to do, Old Man Nie and Old Man Ye came here to visit him a few years ago, and also talked about Zhang Tianyuan, so Master Yuanbo knew, and now that he thinks about it, he plans to give the gift by the way.

"How can you feel shabby, if you can give us this generous gift, we will never forget it......"

"Hahaha, that's good, that's good, I still remember the name of the little girl, it's called Liu Mengxun, her grandfather used to come to visit me, but the first time I came, I was blasted out, because this kid actually wanted to use money to buy my words, but then it was good, this person is a sincere person, and he can be regarded as a person who can make friends. Master Yuanbo laughed, and at this time, Zhang Qian had already re-laid the rice paper.

So, Master Yuanbo picked up the pen again and wrote "The golden rooster raised his head to wish a good marriage, and the magpie Dengmei reported good news." The case is full of affection, and Qin Se and Ming Yong are of the same heart. Because there are too many words, Zhang Tianyuan did not let Master Yuanbo rewrite it, people say that the gift is light and affectionate, but in fact, the old man's gift is heavy enough.

Of course, there is also an inscription behind the words: In 20xx, the imperial capital division of the Red Mansion and Tianyuan Xiaoyou made friends, I can't get acquainted as soon as possible, I learned that Xiaoyou is about to get married, and I wish Xiaoyou Zhang Tianyuan and Liu Mengxunxian couple to tie the knot for a thousand years of love, and they will not move half an inch of heart at the age of 100!

"Teacher, hurry up and rest, don't write anymore......"

Seeing that Master Yuanbo still seemed to be dissatisfied with what he had written, and was about to pick up the pen and rewrite it, Zhang Tianyuan hurriedly snatched the pen away.

At this time, Master Yuanbo's arm, which had stopped trembling, trembled again, and his forehead was covered with sweat, he was really a little moved in his heart, he couldn't let the old man continue to work anymore, absolutely not!

Although he is only a one-sided relationship with Master Yuanbo, he can be called a little friend by the master, and express his hatred for not meeting as soon as possible, which is a great recognition of him, he really didn't expect that his twenty-six-year-old young man could actually become friends with this old man who is famous all over the country and is over 100 years old.

Some high-ranking officials do write well. It is neat and neat, and has a bit of calligraphy meaning. But that's all, if not for who they are. The things they wrote were really not as good as Zhang Qian's writing, and they couldn't be compared with Zhang Tianyuan and Zhang Rusheng, let alone Master Yuanbo.

But those people dare to ask for hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions of pen fees, which is simply open bribery.

If Master Yuanbo wants to polish the pen, hundreds of thousands of dollars should be, because other people's words are worth that money. People don't want it, it's generosity, it's generosity, I don't know how much better it is than those so-called officials.

Recently, I heard that someone spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy the words of a Japanese action movie actress, although it has nothing to do with how other people's money is spent by others, but he really thinks that the words written by that actress have two or three years of hard work after learning calligraphy. None of them will be worse than her.

It is more appropriate for that person to buy a pen than to buy a word (there is a typo in this sentence, you can understand it).

"Alas, I can't imagine writing now. It's so hard. Master Yuanbo sighed, looking at his shaking hands again, he also had to obey the old age.

Zhang Tianyuan also sighed a little. Now Master Yuanbo's body is like an old tree that is about to die. Although he could use the earth's qi to alleviate this aging, he could not revive the dead branches.

The thought of the old man running out of oil and the lamp was dry. Zhang Tianyuan's eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"Come, teacher, I'll help you wash your hands. Zhang Tianyuan wiped a handful of tears to prevent them from flowing out of his eyes, but the tears couldn't be stopped, and after wiping them, his eyes were hazy again.

Master Yuanbo is not polite, he is such an open-minded person, if he treats you as a friend, he can treat you as a friend, if you treat him like this, he will naturally accept it gladly and will not refuse.

"Alas, Qianqian, how can you let the guests do things?" Zhang Rusheng was busy cleaning up the table, so he glared at Zhang Qian and asked Zhang Qian to hurry up and help the old man wash his hands.

"Teacher Da Zhang, that's not what I said, although the teacher is humble, but in the eyes of our juniors, the teacher is a giant who guides us the way, a bright light, just wash his hands, why not, just let me come, Qianqian, you go and see if the ambulance is coming. Zhang Tianyuan glanced at Zhang Rusheng and said.

"Haha, if the old man is a giant, this little red mansion will be a disaster. Master Yuanbo casually made a joke, with such a person, you will never feel pressure, because if there is any pressure, he can make you relax with a word.

"The ambulance has arrived. When Zhang Qian came in, she was followed by several hospital staff, all carrying stretchers.

Zhang Tianyuan carefully wiped the water from Master Yuanbo's hands, as careful as helping his parents wash their hands.

Then, he and Zhang Rusheng helped the old man to the stretcher.

Outside the window, it was still a cold winter, although the old man was dressed very thickly, he still couldn't help but keep shivering, Zhang Tianyuan couldn't bear it, although there were people around, but he still leaned over, grabbed the old man's hand, and injected the earth qi into the old man's body without restraint, although he knew that he couldn't rejuvenate the dead old man no matter what, but at least he could make the old man feel warm, feel warm, don't be so cold.

"Well, I didn't expect the weather to be quite warm, so you should go out for a walk in the morning. ”

Master Yuanbo didn't know what Zhang Tianyuan was doing for him, and thought that the weather was warm, and the doctors and nurses next to him heard this, their faces became grim, today is really not warm, and even a little cold and biting, in their opinion, the reason why the old man is like this is precisely because he is returning to the light, and he is about to die, and he must be sent to the hospital quickly.

Zhang Tianyuan is now very glad that his earth qi is warm, warm, not cold, and can let Master Yuanbo sit in the car with warmth, for him, it is also a comfort, although he has input a large amount of earth qi into the old man's body, but still feels a deep sense of frustration and powerlessness.

can't save the old man, and he can clearly feel that all the functions in the old man's body are in the degradation of Yan zhòng, perhaps, alas, he can't even think about the rest of the things.

Holding the two words that Master Yuanbo wrote for him in his hand, his heart was also as warm as spring, but the worry of the earth made this warmth discount a lot.

When he returned to his car, looking at the two words on the co-pilot, Zhang Tianyuan really wanted to smoke two cigarettes to relieve his boredom, he didn't smoke, but at this moment he wanted to smoke very much. (To be continued......)