It seems that at the end of a word, the old man's pen gradually slowed down, and the frequency of ink gradually slowed down, but despite this, the old man still didn't look at Zhao Kuangchao, even if it was just a glance, which was very shocking, but it was a bit like nothing for Zhao Kuangran. 『』『』∽ ∽ ↗ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ↗ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ↗ ∽ ∽ �� ↗

"I know which three lives you're going to trade." Zhao Baichuan seemed to have seen through what Zhao Kuangran was thinking, or knew that Zhao Kuangran would come to him to talk about this.

"What's the change?" Zhao Kuangran knew that this old man who knew everything just wanted a few words from him.

"Gong San'er, Liu Yue, Zou Fo, I can pull them out of the turntable, although it will cause a little trouble, but as long as you can abandon the past, I think this little trouble is nothing." Zhao Baichuan said, watching the old man with the pen gradually put down the pen, and a particularly majestic "Man Jianghong" also came into view.

Angry hair rushed to the crown, relying on the place, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and be fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

Jing Kang is ashamed, and it is still snowing; When the courtiers hate, when will they perish. Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.

The four big characters of angry hair and chongguan account for one-third of the entire paper, and perhaps only this old man named Zhao De dares to write this "Man Jianghong" like this.

Even an out-and-out illiterate person is expected to be shocked by this extraordinarily powerful word, which seems to not only encroach on people's aesthetics, but also knock on people's souls.

Zhao Kuangran looked at it a little blankly, he really couldn't think of any words, for what he didn't know, Zhao Kuangran usually chose to shut up, not like Gong San'er's nonsense, but to say things that are not serious, it is also a kind of skill of Gong San'er, ordinary people really can't learn it, or this is originally the simplest deep-skinned problem.

The old man turned his head and finally looked at Zhao Kuangran, this young man who didn't know when he appeared in the house, the old man smiled slightly, a very kind smile, a smile that could make Zhao Kuanglan think of a lot of things, this smile didn't seem to carry a little bit of the city, the old man gestured with his hand, and didn't speak, but what he wanted to express, Zhao Kuangran understood a little inexplicably.

A deaf-mute.

"This is your grandfather Zhao De, calligraphy is also ranked in one hand in the whole of China." Zhao Baichuan said without exaggeration, thinking that if he hadn't been sent to Qinglong Village back then, maybe he would have a lot of attainments in calligraphy today.

Zhao De seemed to see what Zhao Baichuan said, and hurriedly waved his hand and smiled modestly.

"I can put it aside, and I can even guarantee that I will win the championship in the carousel, but I want you to send the three of them out of Beijing first." Zhao Kuangran also said without exaggeration, although this sentence was more exaggerated than the one Zhao Baichuan just said, I don't know how many times.

"Winning the championship? Are you so confident? Zhao Baichuan's eyes that have been squinting slightly opened suddenly, with an indelible look of surprise on his face, maybe he has not won the championship once in this turntable game, it is a regrettable thing in Zhao Baichuan's life with a clear conscience, for the feelings of the turntable, Zhao Baichuan can be said to be deeper than many people, so I hope that Zhao Kuangchao can win back such a game for the Zhao family.

Zhao De's eyes became solemn when he looked at Zhao Kuangran, as if he understood the conversation between Zhao Baichuan and Zhao Kuangran, and his eyes became heavier and heavier, and his hand seemed to want to compare something, but he knew that even if it was compared, Zhao Kuanglan might not necessarily understand it, and even if Zhao Kuangran understood it, he might not be able to listen.

Because he can't hear or speak, he thinks much more than ordinary people, and perhaps this is the gift that God has given to some people who are naturally unfavorable.

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Zhao Baichuan looked at Zhao Kuang for a long time, and seemed to have finally understood something, and also knew what kind of determination the young man in front of him had made, nodded slightly and said: "Since you have said this, if I don't agree with this old pedantic, it will be a bit self-inflicted, I can let people go, but promise me, I don't want you to play with the white wolf with empty gloves." ”

Zhao Kuangran nodded silently, and left without any delay, as if he was unwilling to look at Zhao Baichuan again and mention a word in addition to these.

After Zhao Kuang walked around, Zhao Baichuan sat on the rattan chair completely like a scattered skeleton, as if he had not slept for three days and three nights.

Zhao De moved his hand, as if conveying something.

Zhao Baichuan didn't know if he understood it, but he shook his head slightly and said: "I know what you mean, the turntable is not as simple as Zhao Kuang imagined, but if you don't play it and get stunned first, it will be equivalent to losing half, I gave him twenty years of resentment, and the rest is ambition." ”

Zhao De shook his head slightly, as if what Zhao Baichuan said was wrong.

"Zhao De, it seems that you still can't get out of the magic barrier left by Wei Chi back then, and I'm glad that he took a wrong step in confusion to have today's Zhao Kuangchao, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for Zhao Kuangchao to grow up in the environment of today's Zhao family, but he is confused, why don't you open your mind?" Zhao Baichuan said, with a stern expression, almost wanting to pull the hopeless Zhao De in his eyes back from the bottomless abyss in his eyes.

Zhao De waved his hand, expressing something, knowing that Zhao Baichuan would not understand, but there were some things, Zhao De had to say, even if he played the piano to the cow, Zhao Baichuan said that he was in a demon, and Zhao Baichuan was not like this?

Leaving the courtyard of the Zhao family, Li Bai had been waiting at the door for a long time, and when he saw Zhao Kuangchao with a heavy expression, Li Bai threw away his smiling face very interestingly, and honestly played the role of the driver.

"How long is the turntable going to start?" Zhao Kuang said nonsense.

"Three days." Li Bai said, I don't know what kind of signboard Zhao Kuangchao is playing.

"I'm going to leave Beijing once, as long as I come back three days ago?" Zhao Kuang said nonsense.

Li Bai's expression is a little ugly, although he said that he is Zhao Kuangran's driver, he is an out-and-out subordinate, but the most important thing is to be optimistic about this Zhao Kuangchao who has too many uncertain factors, so that Zhao Kuangchao will not make any mistakes at this juncture, which is the most important thing for Li Bai now.

"If you're not at ease, you can follow me." Zhao Kuangran gave Li Bai a reassurance.

Li Bai was not embarrassed when he was recognized, but said cheekily: "It's not that I don't trust you, it's that your identity is too special now, if a few outlaws really pop up, you won't be able to clean up." ”

Zhao Kuangran nodded silently and said without emotion: "I'm going to go to Xiaoxinganling." ”

With Zhao Kuangran's guarantee, even Li Bai had no opinion in his heart, even if he was at the end of the world, he made a direct call to book a first-class cabin in the Northeast after Zhao Kuangchao finished speaking, and it was like a vigorous event, but the efficiency of the work was still not said, and the big C turned around and drove directly to Dongpu Airport.

On the other side, the two hopelessly old men who were both in the devil gave up their intention to redeem each other, Zhao Baichuan kept making phone calls, in this short ten minutes, nearly a dozen phone calls, the trouble in Zhao Baichuan's mouth, in the eyes of some ordinary people, almost said a big deal.

After playing the last number, Zhao Baichuan breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at Zhao De's majestic "Man Jianghong" again Zhao Baichuan no longer has any leisure and elegance, and what catches his eye is no longer this whole wild grass, but the huge and huge angry hair and four big characters in the crown, it seems that this is really with angry hair, which can provoke people's moods.

In the end, Zhao Baichuan made the last call, called Wang Shuyi and the two, said a few words, hung up the phone hastily, rubbed his temples, and finally made a good order, although Zhao Baichuan's identity in Beijing is considered to be calling for wind and rain, but walking through this inconspicuous small back door from the turntable also requires Zhao Baichuan to put down his body and do a lot of things, but thinking of the return, Zhao Baichuan feels that this deal is quite worth it.

Although it is approaching the day called an absolute sensation, the business of Red Star has not shrunk a little, watching this stack of red money into the account, Gong San'er has itchy hands, although now is not the time to worry about this at all.

Qi Donghai was very busy, so busy that he hadn't seen anyone for two days, and directly threw the three brothers Gong San'er in the red star, eating and playing, as if they had three livestock, and the friendship of the landlord reached the extreme.

In addition to Qi Donghai, who was busy and did not see anyone, the little monkey Wu Ming also did not know where to go, and even the security captain leper had no time to drive a tractor with Gong San'er and a few others, as if there were only these three idlers left in the huge Beijing at the moment, which made Gong San'er very depressed.

Seeing that the day when the turntable was starting was getting closer and closer, Gong San'er and the others were even more bored, and even the nervous mood calmed down, even if they had nothing to do, they couldn't find anything to do.

At midnight, when the city is supposed to be the quietest, the red star is shining, but it is still so crazy, this kind of loneliness on the surface and loneliness in the heart makes Gong San'er look speechless, like watching a group of kindergarten students soak in an Internet café, relying on something like nothing to find the satisfaction of their life.