After listening to Zhang Zheng's joke, Xie Shiran said embarrassedly: "Go!" Brother Zhang, don't talk nonsense! ”

Hearing that the handsome and dashing young man in front of him was not only a hero who caught the killer and saved the president, but also a hero who subdued terrorists and fought against hijacking, the crowd present asked for a group photo and asked for autographs in addition to infinite admiration. Especially those white-collar beauties, successful beauties, and talented ladies who still have no belonging, have handed over their business cards or *photos, and they have become the idols of beauties.

"Mr. Zhang, my name is Hu Yanhua, and I work at the People's Bank of China." A beautiful female white-collar worker introduced herself.

"Xiaohu, diligence and thrift are the fine traditions of our Huaxia country, and if you spend it indiscriminately, the bank will also fail."

"Hahaha!" Zhang Zheng's humor drew laughter from everyone.

"Mr. Zhang, my name is Zhao Min, and I am ......"

"Xiao Zhao, you must be working in the palace, but it's a pity that my brother and I are not Zhang Wuji."

"Hahaha!"

"Brother Zhang, I'm Li Linlin, do you remember me?" Li Linlin, the translator of the Foreign Affairs Office, walked up to Zhang Zheng very shyly and said.

"Xiao Li, you must be working in the Foreign Affairs Office, but it's a pity that I don't ...... my brother."

"No, you're big! I'm Linlin! ”

"Of course I know you're Linlin, and my brother is joking with you. Little girl, why are you here? Didn't go to work? ”

"Brother Zhang, you are confused, today is Saturday, don't go to work. I live in the neighborhood to the east, and I eat here on weekends, but I didn't expect you to live nearby. The little girl said happily.

"Hey, I'm so confused. Girl, Brother Zhang will have something to do in a while, I don't have time to talk to you today, this is the number, you have time to call me. ”

"Okay, Brother Zhang, I really didn't see that you could still be a hero, it's too unexpected."

"Stinky girl, what are you talking about? Are you a Kwako? Or is it a derogatory brother? ”

"Of course it's a boast." Li Linlin said with a smile.

"Old man, I'm sorry for you, I'll borrow your pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?"

Zhang Zheng looked at his watch and found that a lot of time had passed, and he had to hurry up and rush back to the things here, maybe Yu Lei and they were already on the way.

"Brother Zhang, you're welcome, please!" The old man said.

Zhang Zheng stood in front of the table with rice paper, picked up a tube of wolf hair, dipped in Han ink, thought for a while, and then wrote down, a moment later, a cursive work of "Spiritual Beauty" jumped on the paper: a small girl in the rice fragrance garden, the beauty of the heart and the beauty of the people are praised, wholeheartedly for the people, worthy of a flower in the north of Jibei.

The inscription is: Zhang Zhengshu, a fellow villager of Confucius and Meng, from Jibei.

"Girl, I didn't bring a seal today, anyway, I eat at your place every day, and I can make it up for you when I have time."

"Thank you, Brother Zhang."

"Brother Zhang, look at your pen seems to be heavy and slow, the pen is like a pen walking dragon and snake, swaying freely, at will, there is a Tang Dynasty calligraphy saint Zhang Xu's style, the whole work of the pen is old and spicy, the pen is clumsy, scattered and simple, the weather is thousands, there is a great meaning of Wei and Jin. I don't know if the little brother is the calligrapher or the disciple? ”

"There is no teacher in the original place, but since I was a child, under the guidance of my father, I practiced the word Linlin, over time, practice makes perfect, and it is also a small achievement, and it is enough to entertain myself at ordinary times. A few days ago at the Jibei Hotel, when I met friends with Master Ji Mulin with poems, and Jiang Weisong and Jiang Lao met with books, I worshipped the two seniors as teachers, and since then I have a teacher, that's all. ”

"Oh, one of these two is a master of Chinese sinology, and the other is a master of calligraphy in the world of calligraphy, it is rare to have one person as a teacher, I can't imagine that Zhang Xiaoge can have both, it is really a beautiful thing worth celebrating. Coincidentally, Lao Yu and your two teachers are good friends and have many years of friendship, and you can be regarded as Lao Yu's son and nephew. ”

"In this way, the old man is the uncle below, the kid is here to say hello to the uncle, I don't know that the uncle is here, the meeting gift, I have to give it next time." Zhang Zheng hugged his fists and greeted his uncle.

"Don't boy, it's better to hit the day than to hit the day, it's better to hit the day than today, the ready-made pen and ink, it's enough to send a few words to Uncle Shi."

"Uncle Shi, you have nothing to do with the kid, how can my brush get into your old eyes?"

"Boy, don't talk nonsense, Uncle Shi's vision will not be wrong, write it!"

"In that case, the kid will get an axe at the door, show it in front of the uncle, and inscribe a few words for the dining room."

Zhang Zheng walked to the table, picked up a tube of medium-sized bucket pens, immersed the pen in the sea of ink, stared at the rice paper and thought for a while, then decisively put down the pen and started the book, only to listen to a sound of swishing, and in an instant, he wrote eight big characters on the five-foot horizontal xuan: people-oriented pursuit of excellence.

Looking at the four strong and powerful calligraphy, Wang Lao said: "This calligraphy work, the whole gesture is round and majestic, the momentum is unrestrained, the words and postures are horizontal, and the spirit is flying, it is definitely a masterpiece of calligraphy." You kid is young, not only has profound cursive skills, has the style of Tang Zhangxu, has also made outstanding achievements in calligraphy, and has the god of the two kings of Jin, what a genius! Wang Lao exclaimed.

"Uncle Shi has won the award, the kid is this way, and the difference between calligraphy and calligraphy is not half a star, please Uncle Shi, don't kill it."

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