Luo Yuanqing's face was filled with a sweet smile, nodded happily, put the unhappiness in his heart behind him just now, held Zhou Chengan, and the two walked into the exhibition area to slow down and look all the way. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although Luo Yuanqing does not have a deep study of calligraphy, he also has a certain understanding, unlike Zhou Chengan, who is abroad all the year round, and the foreign language is not bad, but if it is about the essence of Chinese culture, it is seven tricks and six tricks, and no one knows.

As soon as his Chinese characters were written, they were crooked, and he was a man with a broken arm who wrote with a pen in his mouth, and he was a hundred times better than him.

Not long after, in front of a work where only one word was written, Zhou Chengan suddenly paused, his eyes lit up, as if he had finally discovered a word he could recognize, and read aloud: "Diao! (third tone)

After the exit, he was extraordinarily proud, and his voice was so loud and full of qi that Luo Yuanqing was also taken aback.

Luo Yuanqing saw that her face immediately turned green, and seeing that the people around her were looking at her in surprise, she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and get into it, and said busily: "That's cursive, read '乕' (hu third sound), which is the meaning of the ancient saying 'tiger'." ”

Zhou Chengan's originally smug expression froze, and he squeezed out a smile in embarrassment, leaving Luo Yuanqing and running forward.

The two walked for a while, one after the other, and finally stopped in an area full of fresh faces, and Zhou Chengan smiled awkwardly: "I have been abroad for too long, and I don't know a lot of Chinese." ”

After a while, as if nothing happened, he pointed to another work and said: "I can recognize this one, this is 'Du Fu can move', Du Fu is a famous poet in ancient times." ”

Luo Yuanqing's face turned green: "That's 'diligence can make up for clumsiness', and it's also cursive, and you read it backwards, it's from right to left." ”

"This one is...... Stir-fry the noodles dry. ”

"It's a miracle rejuvenation."

"This one is...... Women's treasures. ”

"It's a home away from home, and you're thinking the other way around!"

"That's 'swinging...... Women'! ”

The last word "woman" has not been completely spoken, and Luo Yuanqing has pressed Zhou Chengan's mouth: "Don't read it, I'm about to be scared out of my heart attack." That's 'open', and it's also read from right to left. ”

"Okay, okay, don't read it!" When Zhou Chengan heard this, he was also scared into a cold sweat, but fortunately, his voice was small just now and was not heard by others.

This time, he didn't dare to judge at will, lowered his head, and the two walked all the way to a crowded place, and they couldn't squeeze through it anymore.

The two of them stood on tiptoe and looked over, and heard the person in front of them say, "I've been staring at that word for twenty minutes, and I haven't moved!" ”

"Who? Who watched Twenty Minutes? Luo Yuanqing couldn't help but ask.

"Who else? Taishan Beidou in the Xia Jing calligraphy world, Nan Lao! The man didn't look back, and replied directly.

Zhou Chengan understood it, and immediately scoffed: "It's just a word, what else can you see, it's just hype." Please ask Nan Lao to come out of the mountain to speculate, and he will definitely be able to fry that character at a good price. ”

Regardless of the person who spoke, he looked back at himself, and said proudly to Luo Yuanqing: "Yuanqing, if you like it, even if that painting is expensive, I will buy it and give it to you." ”

Before Luo Yuanqing could answer, he heard a happy voice sound: "Yuanqing, are you also here?" ”

Luo Yuanqing and Zhou Chengan looked sideways, and saw Zhong Shiya pulling Jiang Jingyang very naturally and standing in the crowd.

Zhong Shiya stuck out her tongue at Jiang Jingyang at this time, and whispered: "I'm sorry, my mouth is fast for a while, why don't we have to go over?" ”

She has always been on Jiang Jingyang's side for Luo Yuanqing's abandonment of Jiang Jingyang, and she is not as enthusiastic about Luo Yuanqing as before, just now she suddenly saw an acquaintance, so she almost shouted out, but she didn't know if Jiang Jingyang was willing to see this woman.

Jiang Jingyang's expression was extremely calm, without a trace of boredom, and asked rhetorically, "Why don't you go over?" Do you want to avoid her? If she wants to hide, she hides. ”

After Luo Yuanqing saw Jiang Jingyang beside Zhong Shiya, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly calmed down, but when she saw Zhong Shiya's hand holding Jiang Jingyang all the time, a trace of strange emotions rose in her heart.

For some reason, Luo Yuanqing held Zhou Chengan's arm tightly, lest Jiang Jingyang and Zhong Shiya didn't see it.

Just when Jiang Jingyang and the two walked over, Luo Yuanqing suddenly shook suddenly, and looked at Jiang Jingyang's leg in surprise, that leg was no longer lame, and Jiang Jingyang himself walked steadily, how could he still look like a lame!

Zhou Chengan was also stunned, and lowered his voice and said, "Isn't he lame?" Isn't it okay? ”

"I don't know." Luo Yuanqing shook his head lightly, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his heart.

If Jiang Jingyang's leg injury is really healed, wouldn't he still be the perfect policeman in his mind?

At the beginning, she had a girl's heart that worshiped heroes, which was the original intention of Luo Yuanqing and Jiang Jingyang's friendship, and after learning that Jiang Jingyang might be permanently disabled, her girl's heart was broken, and her hero-worshipping youth dream was also shattered. From then on, I felt that finding someone who could help me, so that I would no longer worry and be afraid, and who could live happily was the best choice.

So, she met with Zhou Cheng'an. And the former star of the police world, the guy with excellent marksmanship and boxing, and the excellent policeman who won five consecutive championships in martial arts competitions, was ruthlessly given up by her. Even if she has a reputation for being unkind, she will not hesitate to do it.

"The past is gone, even if he recovers." muttering words that only he can hear.

"Miss Zhong, are you here too?" Seeing Zhong Shiya and Jiang Jingyang approaching, Zhou Chengan immediately put on a smiling face, but his eyes were all on Zhong Shiya, and he didn't look at Jiang Jingyang.

Zhong Shiya's Zhong family is one of the four major families in Nanqian City, even if the Zhou family has less business with the Zhong family now, it may not be related in the future, and it will definitely be detrimental to the development of the family if they have a bad relationship with the Zhou family, so he naturally looks at the Zhong family behind Zhong Shiya at the moment.

As for Jiang Jingyang, Zhou Chengan didn't dare to look at it directly, firstly, Jiang Jingyang's warning that night was still vivid, and secondly, he was not sure what level Jiang Jingyang was, and his teacher, the Chinese fighting master, would not come to Zhou's house until next month, and if he wanted to take revenge, he could only endure until that time.

"I happened to come over with Jingyang to take a look, hey, what's going on over there?" Zhong Shiya wanted to smack her mouth at the moment, and she didn't want to talk to them too much, for fear of causing Jiang Jingyang to be unhappy, so she immediately changed the topic.

Zhou Chengan explained diligently: "I heard that Nan Lao was appreciating a piece of calligraphy, and he hadn't moved for a long time, and everyone was very curious. ”

"A word?" Zhong Shiya was stunned for a moment, and seemed to remember something, and said to Jiang Jingyang: "Your "Lanting Collection Preface" is in that direction, it won't be ......."

Jiang Jingyang shook his head and smiled: "How do I know." ”

"Definitely!" Zhong Shiya was already jumping for joy.

Zhou Chengan and Luo Yuanqing didn't understand what they meant, Zhou Chengan saw this, and immediately said proudly: "No matter what kind of masterpiece, Yuanqing, I said to buy it and give it to you, and I will give it to you." As soon as the competition ended, I contacted the Provincial Calligraphy Association, which held the exhibition, and their president, Liao Yuanming, had a very good relationship with my father. ”

Jiang Jingyang didn't say anything, but Zhong Shiya glanced at Zhou Chengan contemptuously, pretending not to hear. Competing with this kind of person, the two of them are really not even interested.

At this moment, everyone was talking about it, and the tall Nan Lao still didn't move, just like an old monk who was in a fixed position, staring at the "Lanting Collection Preface" with a pair of eyes.

Among the onlookers and discussions, there was also a fair-skinned young man, who was the calligraphy leader of the young generation in Nanqian City-Liu Qingming.

At this moment, Liu Qingming's face was slightly pale, he had been quietly following Nan Lao's team just now, and after seeing that his masterpiece was affirmed by Nan Lao, he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and his mind was full of Mingyue's figure.

But now, seeing Nan Lao's state at the moment, he seems to have a great interest in the "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface" on the wall that looks blurry from this direction.

Liu Qingming sensed the crisis.

And at this moment, Nan Lao, who had always been like a sculpture, suddenly moved.