After Han Tao entered the office, he saw that he was looking for none other than the old principal who had just finished a big class.

"Old Headmaster, are you looking for me?" Han Tao has great respect for this great educator, but he has some doubts in his heart, he doesn't know the reason why the old principal is looking for him, he is ordinary in school, ordinary can no longer be ordinary, and there is no intersection with this respected old principal in life.

The old principal sat at his desk, and at this time a pair of thick glasses were on the bridge of his nose, and Dongxia Tu was spread out on the table, and he was fascinated by it.

Hearing Han Tao's voice, the old principal raised his head slightly, revealing a kind smile, and the wrinkles on his face became more obvious under the smile, "Come, classmate Han Tao, please take a seat." ”

The old principal picked up the enamel cup, lifted the lid and took a sip of tea, and then said, "If you want to drink water, there is a water heater there." ”

Han Tao said that he was not thirsty, and sat opposite the old principal with some flattery.

"Han Tao, you also saw these three paintings just now! What do you think that lost picture of Nanqiu should look like? ”

The old principal was also rushed to the hospital and said slowly.

Han Tao was a little surprised, did the old principal come to me just to ask this? He smiled bitterly and said, "Old principal, my painting skills are 108,000 miles behind yours, and my understanding of painting is far inferior to yours, how can I guess it!" ”

Han Tao felt that he was really not suitable for the class in front of the old principal, and he had already heard many legendary stories about the old principal, and the old principal had always been Han Tao's idol.

The old principal smiled and didn't ask any more questions, he knew that even if Han Tao said what he guessed in his heart? What problems can be solved?

The old headmaster carefully rolled up the three paintings, and his movements were very light.

"Old Headmaster, these three paintings must be your favorite!" Han Tao couldn't help but say.

"So to speak! To put it bluntly, although these three paintings are good, there is still a big gap compared to those who have been famous for centuries, but the taste of this painting is intriguing, and the main thing is to see the southern autumn picture! I'm a brainless person, I like a way to go to the dark, this heart is locked up, you don't know how much I regret seeing these three paintings, otherwise the old man I take a light walk every day, how unhappy is it to walk the birds! ”

The old headmaster said with a wry smile, his hands kept moving, and he gently put the three into a delicate box.

He is indeed an amiable old man, without a little arrogance, easy-going like an ordinary grandfather who loves to tell stories to children, so that Han Tao, who stayed with him for the first time, did not feel the slightest restraint.

Han Tao smiled slightly, the old principal's temper was exactly the same as that of an old man in his hometown, the old man loved to play chess, studied chess hard, and was a well-known chess master in ten miles and eight towns, proud of the others for many years.

But one day Han Tao's hometown came to a white-bearded old man, he put an endgame for the chess master, this time it made him miserable, for more than ten years, he has not been able to crack it, and he is also anxious, immersed in the chess game all day long, the food is not fragrant, and the sleep is restless.

Han Tao had never seen the old principal before, he was much richer at that time, and now he was getting thinner and thinner by being haunted by the broken paintings.

"Old principal, why do you bother with this matter, or maybe the painter at that time was ingenious and didn't paint the picture of Nanqiu at all?" Han Tao knew that once people were worried, their mental power would be consumed quickly, which would have a great impact on their bodies, especially the old principal, who was in his prime.

"This hypothesis is completely untenable." The old headmaster shook his head and said.

"Old Headmaster, there is nothing in the world that is completely certain!" Han Tao wanted to find another way to help the old principal untie the knot.

"Tell you the truth! These three paintings do not belong to me, they are the heirlooms of one of my old friends, this painting is also painted by his ancestors, and later in the mutiny, three of the four paintings were lost, only a picture of the Northern Winter remained, his ancestors left a last word to find the other three paintings, after hundreds of years of searching, the people of the He family have found two of them, but the picture of the Southern Autumn has not been found......"

The old principal didn't treat Han Tao as an outsider, and said it roughly.

Han Tao was relieved, so it was...... It is conceivable that the people of the He family want to get that painting more than the old principal, but the world is boundless and the sea is boundless, how easy it is to find a painting!

"Okay, let's not talk about this, I heard that you and Fang Piaopiao had some unhappiness, and she went to trouble you this morning?"

The old headmaster suddenly changed the topic and said.

Han Tao was stunned, this is the purpose of the old principal coming to me! It's just that the old headmaster has the heart to care about these small things? Han Tao was a little puzzled, and said, "It's just that there was a little misunderstanding." ”

"Oh! Students should be friends with each other! Actually! Although Piao Piao likes to mess around, her heart is not bad after all, and you will find that she is quite kind after a long time. The old headmaster said again.

The old principal seemed to know Fang Piaopiao's appearance very well, Han Tao smiled, and said in his heart, I don't know if it's bad or not, in short, there are not twenty but eighteen students who were forced away by her, isn't this all wrong? Can she be forgiven just because she is willful?

The old principal seemed to have guessed Han Tao's thoughts, and said: "In the future, I will also persuade her well to prevent her from causing trouble again, hey, this girl ......."

The old principal's voice was slightly apologetic to Han Tao.

Han Tao was a little puzzled, "Old principal, what is the relationship between you and Fang Piaopiao?" ”

The old headmaster smiled dryly, "She's my granddaughter. ”

Yes! Han Tao stood up in shock, he didn't expect Fang Piaopiao to be the granddaughter of the old principal, which was really unexpected.

After the old principal saw Han Tao's eyes, he felt a little guilty, yes! He has cultivated so many outstanding students in his life, but he has not cultivated his granddaughter well, which is really a big stain in his life, and he is very helpless.

"She didn't hurt you today!" Facing Han Tao, he was more or less embarrassed.

Subsequently, the old principal talked a lot to Han Tao in the office, and the topic basically revolved around Fang Piaopiao, when Han Tao heard that Fang Piaopiao had lost her mother since she was a child, and because of this reason, the family spoiled her too much, so she had her current character, and Han Tao's complaints about Fang Piaopiao were reduced a few points.

The old principal promised to persuade Fang Piaopiao this time not to let her trouble Han Tao again.

…………

At the same time, in a hotel box.

Syllable......

Du Yunlei, whose face was dark and blue, squatted his wine glass heavily on the table, and most of the unfinished beer in it splashed out.

"Gao Feng, I can't swallow this breath." Du Yunlei's eyes flashed with anger, and he said angrily.

Wang Gaofeng was also angry in his heart, but he was not as expressive as Du Yunlei, his father was an official after all, he was somewhat edified, and he knew how to forbear.

He kept his face expressionless, and said slowly: "Why be so angry with him, can he escape from our palms?" ”