In the evening, the person from the Ancient Words Association sent the time to Jiang Xiaoshi, and the time was set for Thursday afternoon. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Xiaoshi looked at the class schedule, there was no class on Thursday afternoon, it was a day when the whole school was on holiday, and it seemed that she had no excuse to excuse herself.

On Thursday, Jiang Xiaoshi came to the location that Song Liang told him that it was in a building, and it seems that this poetry association is still very rich.

Jiang Xiaoshi smiled, and then handed his invitation to a person at the door, who looked at it and let Jiang Xiaoshi in.

There were a lot of people inside, and in the middle was a large banner that read the 50th anniversary of the founding of the Poetry Society.

Jiang Xiaoshi walked around inside, and no one noticed her at all, after all, she was not a member of the Poetry Association, and let alone someone here, even if she was a fan, several of them didn't know her, they just followed Jiang Xiaoshi to scold people, and then joined Jiang Xiaoshi's fan group.

"This calligraphy is good, whose calligraphy is this?"

"This should be the work of Mr. Wu Rong."

"Yes, I saw Mr. Wu Rong's work last time, and it seems that it has improved a lot, I really like this word."

"Well, I like it too, and I can see if I can win it when I get to the next game."

"Hey, then we're rivals."

Jiang Xiaoshi walked in the hall, wandering around, there are a lot of calligraphy and paintings in this hall, some look very good, some look precious, it can be seen that they are all calligraphy and paintings of some famous artists.

However, Jiang Xiaoshi is not very interested in these, anyway, these things have nothing to do with herself, so let's come and take a look.

"Look, this is Mi Lei's word."

"This ...... Isn't it already lost, how can it be here? ”

"What is missing, this pair of words has been stored in Mr. Zhou Hongzhuo's house, I didn't expect him to take it out as a prize this time, this thing is a good thing."

"Yes, but it is estimated that there will be a lot of competition, I don't have a chance, there are a lot of famous artists here, I'd better copy it first."

Jiang Xiaoshi also looked at this character curiously, this character is very artistic, although she doesn't know calligraphy, but after all, she has eaten ten calligraphy skill books, and she still has a vision.

Looking at the above introduction, this person named Mi Lei is a famous calligrapher in this world, and it is estimated that he is about the same reputation as Wang Xizhi in his own world, but the calligraphy of the two is different.

"That Zhou Hongzhuo was willing to take out such a good calligraphy and painting."

Jiang Xiaoshi smiled, she didn't have any interest in this calligraphy and painting, this thing is not as good as a bag of potato chips, why is it potato chips?

"Teacher Huo Lerong is here, and Mr. Zhou Hongzhuo is a member of the Poetry Association."

Someone shouted, Jiang Xiaoshi also looked over, sure enough, it was Zhou Hongzhuo and them, she didn't want to meet them, she took out the sunglasses that had been prepared a long time ago and put them on, because today was Song Liang's predecessor who invited her over, and she didn't want to make trouble.

After putting on the sunglasses, Jiang Xiaoshi was still wandering around, and soon after, Song Lao, Na Qian Lao and the people from the Ancient Words Association also arrived, and the two sides exchanged a bit, and then seemed to be waiting for someone to arrive.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for an old man to arrive, and as soon as this person appeared, everyone surrounded him, except for one Jiang Xiaoshi, of course.

"Master Su, you're here!"

Song Liang walked up to the old man and said.

"You're Xiao Song, haven't you seen you for a long time, and Xiao Qian, Xiao Huo, and Xiao Zhou are all here?"

The man known as Master Su said.

"Master Su still remembers us, haha."

Huo Lerong also stepped forward and asked.

"I'm still quite nimble, remember."

Master Su said with a smile.

"It's rare that Master Su can take the time to come over to participate in the anniversary celebration this year."

Zhou Hongzhuo said.

"Hey, the fiftieth anniversary, even if I'm busy, I'm going to come over, alas, I think I founded the Ancient Poetry Association with Lao Zhang and Lao Li, and now only I, the old man, is still alive, I still remember that it was Lao Li and Lao Zhang who had an awkward quarrel, and they divided the Ancient Poetry Association into the Poetry Association and the Ancient Poetry Association."

Master Su recalled the past.

"Master Su, don't be sad, if Master Li and Master Zhang are alive, they will be very happy to see the current Ancient Poetry Association develop to this extent."

That Qian Lao said, Jiang Xiaoshi also knew that this Qian Lao's name was Qian Feng, and he was also a famous master of ancient words.

"Hehe, don't talk about this, it's still the same old rule today?"

Master Su smiled and asked.

"Of course, it's the old rule, if Master Su is interested, come and participate."

Zhou Hongzhuo replied with a smile.

"I'm not going to have fun with young people, I'm going to see."

Master Su smiled, then beckoned, and a young girl behind him took out a pair of words.

"This is a calligraphy and painting I wrote a few days ago, so let's take it out as a prize this time."

Master Su said with a smile.

"This is written by Master Su, then I must take it down later, I have always wanted a calligraphy and painting of Master Su."

Song Lao's eyes lit up when he saw the calligraphy and painting.

"I also like this calligraphy and painting very much, I don't know if Song Lao can cut his love?"

At this time, Huo Lerong also spoke.

"I like this calligraphy and painting too, and it looks like we're going to have to compete."

Song Lao smiled and said, without the slightest intention of backing down.

"What are you doing, little brat?"

It was at this moment that a security guard's shout broke the discussion.

"What's going on?"

Zhou Hongzhuo frowned and asked.

"This kid broke a calligraphy or painting."

The security guard brought a little girl over and said.

"What kind of calligraphy and painting is so fussy, if it's ordinary calligraphy and painting, forget it, don't you see that we are talking to Su Lao?"

Zhou Hongzhuo asked, the calligraphy and paintings here are generally written by calligraphers here, and even if they are broken, they can be rewritten.

"This ...... The kid broke Mr. Zhou's calligraphy and painting. ”

The security guard hesitated before he spoke.

"What? You mean that Mi Lei's calligraphy and painting? ”

At this time, Zhou Hongzhuo no longer had the calmness he had just now, and shouted loudly.

"Yes, it's Mr. Zhou's calligraphy and painting."

The security guard reaffirmed.

"Where's your parents, little boy?"

Hearing the security guard's confirmation, Zhou Hongzhuo exploded all of a sudden, and directly picked up the little girl who was already scared to cry.

"Xiaoxuan."

At this time, a female voice came out of the crowd, and then a middle-aged woman-like person was seen squeezing out of the crowd.

"Mom...... Woohoo......"

When the little girl saw her mother, she cried even harder! (To be continued.) )