When Zhao Jiayin heard this voice, he was surprised and happy in his heart, and said, "Where is it?" It's not like you're behind me! ”

"Why don't you look back?" Gao Momo said with a smile. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Jiayin turned around and saw a sturdy SUV not far behind him. The cockpit window opened, and Gao Momo poked out his head and looked at him.

Zhao Jiayin trembled all over, took two deep breaths, and then forced to calm down his mood, and silently recited 3 times in his heart, "This is not catching a rape, this is not catching a rape, this is not catching a rape." ”

"What a coincidence, haha." Zhao Jiayin touched his head with his hand and smiled.

"it, we've all been following all the way, but you didn't notice it." A few heads stuck out of the back window, grinning at Zhao Jiayin.

"Brother, you are enough to soak in our high goddess, and you dare to come out to tease your sister?"

"Really? Why didn't I find out? Zhao Jiayin said seriously.

"Your eyes are all on the little girl, can you see anyone else?" Gao Momo looked at him with a smile.

On a hot day, Zhao Jiayin suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing, cold and cold.

"Where are you going?" Since Zhao Jiayin was reborn, he has always been calm-minded and ignorant of everything, even if there is anything that looks down on him, insults him, or slanders him, he laughs at it and looks at it coldly.

But now, Zhao Jiayin realized that he was just a mortal, and he would be afraid, embarrassed, and at a loss.

Gao Momo got out of the car, walked to Zhao Jiayin's side, and said, "It's a good mix, it's all in the car, okay, I'll take your car, you drive the way, find a place to play."

Gao Momo sat in the co-pilot of Santana and explained, and Zhao Jiayin knew that this group of rich second generations was bored in Jiangzhou and was ready to come out to relax.

Just as Gao Momo was about to come to Tongcheng to find Zhao Jiayin, a group of people formed a companionship and came to Tongcheng together, wanting to see this man Gao Momo's favorite, but he didn't expect to make such a show.

"Oh, Momo, why don't you give me a call! I'm so ready to prepare. Zhao Jiayin sighed and said.

"Prepare what? Ready to show me? I really didn't know you were so romantic, I wasn't enough to be your girlfriend? Gao Momo got into the car, Gao Lengfan disappeared without a trace, directly stretched out two fingers, and made a rotation on Zhao Jiayin's waist.

"Uh~" Zhao Jiayin gasped and let out a painful sound.

"Momo, stop, stop, I was wrong." Zhao Jiayin hurriedly admitted his mistake, and the meat on his waist escaped the catastrophe.

"Let's go, you lead the way, let's take a good look around Tongcheng." Gao Momo said.

"Wow, obey." Zhao Jiayin kicked the accelerator, Santana drove towards the outside of the city, and the SUV behind followed closely.

The first place Zhao Jiayin took was Shizhen, the former hometown of Tongshi, which was a very old Jiangnan water town. This town has produced a celebrity, Feng Zikai, with a long list of titles, musicians, painters, educators, and so on, but the most famous is the cartoonist.

The first place Zhao Jiayin took them to was Feng Zikai's Yuanyuan Hall. After the two cars were parked, Zhao Jiayin saw how many people came. In addition to Gao Momo, there are 5 other people, three men and two women: Wu Peili, Ding Conghua, Sun Fei, Tang Yasen, Han Song.

Ding Conghua and Concubine Sun are obviously a couple, Tang Yasen's eyes at Zhao Jiayin are obviously hostile, Wu Peili has seen it a long time ago, Han Song's attitude is very good, this person is shouting in the car, "Dude, you have a kind." "It's very impressive.

After several people introduced each other, Zhao Jiayin led everyone to visit Yuanyuantang.

Yuanyuantang is just a small courtyard, a small house, no matter how big or small, it is not as big as a courtyard house in Beijing.

"Ahem, it's very fun here, it's rare to come to this kind of place to go around, but it can also cultivate and cultivate sentiment." Han Song saw that the mood of several people was not high, so he said casually.

"It's really good," as soon as Tang Yasen spoke, several people looked sideways, Tang Yasen had been chasing Gao Momo for a day or two, everyone was waiting to see the good show between Tang Yasen and Zhao Jiayin, but they didn't expect Tang Yasen to say good things.

"Brother Zhao, since you can catch up with our goddess, you must still have your own enlightenment, look at your body and your car, presumably you are not in our circle." Tang Yasen's words were very slow, word by word clear, the atmosphere on the field changed abruptly, and the rest of the people understood in their hearts that around the goddess, a battle was inevitable.

"And the first thing you come to see today is Yuanyuantang, which is located in the water town of the south of the Yangtze River, and is the hometown of calligraphy and painting, do you think you have a few talents in calligraphy and painting, so as to despise our copper-smelling people?" As soon as Tang Yasen said this, everyone's faces changed, yes, such a small garden, there is not much to see at all, why did you bring us here, maybe there is really such a high and contemptuous taste in it.

"Hehe, it's serious, I'm an ordinary ordinary person, I run around in the smell of copper every day, how can I despise it! If you want to despise it, then I have to despise myself first, Tongcheng has no mountains and many rivers, I just took you to see the water town. Zhao Jiayin said.

"Needless to say, Brother Zhao lies on his side in the hometown of calligraphy and painting every day, and has been cultivated for a long time, presumably Brother Zhao's calligraphy and painting skills are not weak, why don't we try it and see who can really be worthy of Gao Momo?" Tang Yasen really tried to show up.

"Yasen, do you know how to paint and calligraphy?"

"It's really strange that we haven't seen you write a word until now."

The friends are discussing, lively and extraordinary, it's too strange, a rich second generation, a flower is a little young, suddenly want to challenge a poor boy in the hometown of calligraphy and painting, the challenge project is still better than writing, this style of painting is a little unacceptable!

"Yasen, are you sure you want to compare calligraphy and painting? Instead of racing, horse racing, golfing? Ding Conghua asked.

"Of course, am I going to make a joke on you like that?" Tang Yasen is now very confident.

"Bring a pen." Tang Yasen directly auctioned 1,000 yuan, and as soon as the staff of Yuanyuantang saw the money, they immediately smiled, and the four treasures of the first-class study room were waiting.

Tang Yasen personally sharpened the ink, and it didn't take long for the ink to be polished.

Tang Yasen stood in front of the pen and ink, took a deep breath, and his expression was serious, but he looked extraordinarily confident.

"Since the age of 5, my dad has been forced to teach me to write, regardless of the cold and winter, never cut off a day, the teacher is strict Jinhua and peak, has been more than 20 years, the master said that no one in my age can stand out, today, I will meet you, the disciple of the hometown of calligraphy and painting."

Everyone was amazed, but they didn't expect that the same people who are lustful on weekdays still have such skills, and the hidden ones are too deep.

Tang Yasen stood with his legs slightly apart, held a pen in one hand, and began to write with ink. The words are written very slowly, and they are written in Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine".

You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

……

Tang Yasen's characters are in regular script, the words are separated, very delicate, and the writing is willow style, which is beautiful at a glance, which is very amazing.

The willow body is known as the Yan muscle willow bone in the calligraphy world, and is known for its skinny spirit, and there are not a few people who copy it in the calligraphy world, but there are very few people who can copy the taste.

Tang Yasen has indeed written the taste, hundreds of words, vertical columns, distributed on rice paper, without drawing grids, but can achieve the equal distance between the words and the size, which is not easy in itself. Tang Yasen's words, looking at it, are delicate and dignified, and he already has his own style.

Zhao Jiayin silently praised in his heart, the words are indeed very good, but it is a pity that he chose the wrong opponent.

Zhao Jiayin actually has no talent for writing, in the first 30 years of his last life, he practiced calligraphy intermittently, had no patience, and made little progress. Later, I found that my position was hopeless, so I had time to practice calligraphy, and I didn't have a utilitarian heart, so I slowly wrote a famous hall, but I wrote it for a lifetime, and I wrote it in my later years before I entered the house, and this talent can be regarded as scum.

Tang Yasen's handwriting is indeed very good, few of his peers can be stronger than him, but if you find someone who has lived for two lifetimes to compare, this is your own hardship, no matter how poor your talent is, writing a lifetime of words is always much higher than you are young.

Tang Yasen wrote this character for a long time, although everyone saw it very novelly, but it was a little boring to see it in the end.

After Tang Yasen finished writing, he dropped the money, ran back to the car and found his bag, took out a delicate seal, and added a seal to the back.

Zhao Jiayin saw this delicate seal at a glance, this is a bloodstone, a very good stone, but similar stones, there is a large row in his warehouse, which is not unusual.

"Brother Zhao, I'm ugly." Tang Yasen said after putting down the seal.

"Wow, Yasen, I think that's great! It's similar to the calligraphy and paintings in the auction. "It's completely unliterate.

"It's really good, I feel like this piece can be sold for money!" It's kind of literate.

"Very well written, very good." Zhao Jiayin said.

"I think it's good, but I feel like there's been a little bit of change." Gao Momo hugged Zhao Jiayin's arm and said.

"Momo really knows the goods, and the master has also told me, but this thing can't come in a hurry, I can only practice slowly, and if I can't wait for it, I will lose its original taste if I forcibly change." Tang Yasen said seriously: "Brother Zhao, it's your turn."

Everyone looked at Zhao Jiayin, with a pity in their eyes, you are so sad, you are in the hometown of calligraphy and painting, with a name for the descendants of the hometown of calligraphy and painting, but you have met such a good opponent, you have been forced to practice calligraphy since childhood, and you are assisted by a famous teacher, you will lose this game.

"Why don't I write it?" Gao Momo said.

"Momo, this is my business with him, don't interfere." Tang Yasen said very seriously.

Gao Momo shook his head helplessly, if Tang Yasen was messing around or being unreasonable, Gao Momo could take Zhao Jiayin and turn around and leave, ignoring it.

But now, Tang Yasen didn't bully others, didn't play any tricks, Tang Yasen used a yang strategy, and compared with you in a dignified manner, Gao Momo has no way, being in this circle, you have to abide by the rules of this circle, and Gao Momo can't jump out of this circle.