"It's actually a fifth-level interstellar monster spar." Someone whispered, "The An family is worthy of being the richest man in the Ophia Star Domain, and he is extraordinary." ”

"Do you need to talk about that? The An family and the Luo family have always been good friends, the two families have been married for generations, and the old man Luo has a big birthday, how can he not give a generous gift? ”

Old Man Luo smiled and nodded, and said kindly: "The virtuous nephew has a heart, how is your old man doing lately?" ”

"Thank you, my grandfather is in good health, and last time he went to an unexplored planet in the north of the star field to have an adventure, and this spar was brought back by his old man."

Old Man Luo laughed when he heard this: "This is really like Brother An's temper." After that, he turned his head to Luo Zilin beside him and said, "Take it." ”

Luo Zilin walked over to receive the gift, but a pair of eyes swept over Jiang Tong: "An Lan, who is this?" ”

Ask while knowing the answer. An Lan snorted coldly in his heart, but his face was like a spring breeze: "Zilin, this is my girlfriend, surnamed Jiang." ”

"Oh." Luo Zilin glanced at Jiang Tong, "It's really overwhelming." I don't know who this Miss Jiang is? The one who can be worthy of the An family must be the daughter of the big family, right? ”

An Lan's face changed slightly, but Jiang Tong calmly took out a long box made of paper, stepped forward and said, "Old Man Luo, this is a gift from me, I wish you a blessed life in the East China Sea." ”

Luo Zilin didn't expect her to make such a move, and looked at her in surprise, it stands to reason that with her identity, she is not qualified to give a gift directly, but she is An Lan's girlfriend, so it is not rude to do so.

"Blessed as the East China Sea Shoubi Nanshan?" Old Man Luo showed an interested expression, "This statement is full of ancient meaning. Girl, what did you give me? ”

Jiang Tong opened the cardboard box: "It's a piece of writing written by me." ”

As soon as these words came out, the guests present all showed disdain.

"Which lady is this, she is really ignorant, she is not a scholar, and she actually gave her own handwriting, which is really ridiculous and generous."

"Yes, at such a young age and without fame, what good words can you write?"

"I don't think she's the daughter of a famous family at all. I've heard that she's just a civilian from the Ophiuchus Domain, and I've heard that she's from the slums. ”

"Slums? God, how could such a pariah come to such a place, An Dashao is too unsophisticated. ”

The noble lady who said that she was from the slums, Jiang Tong had seen her talk to Zhang Qingya, and it seemed that Zhang Qingya, a pig opponent, had begun to slander her everywhere. But she was still calm and relaxed, and her face remained unchanged at all, which made Old Man Luo look at her with admiration.

Can a girl in the slums have such a bearing?

"It turns out that Miss Jiang is still a calligrapher." Luo Zilin looked like he was watching a good show, and took the scroll from her hand, "In that case, let's let everyone appreciate Miss Jiang's ink treasure together." ”

With that, he shook the scroll, and the shaft head slipped off, pulling the paper with a rattling sound.

When that word appeared in front of everyone's eyes, everyone's faces were wonderful.

On the best rice paper are two big characters with a neat end: gentleman.

Even people who don't know calligraphy are stunned by the momentum of these two words.

"Good words, good words!" Suddenly, a person jumped out, rushed to the calligraphy, regardless of etiquette, took it and began to taste, with an intoxicated look: "This character is handsome and vigorous, the rhyme is square, and the penmanship is strange, it is really a rare good word." And I've never seen this font before, little girl, tell me, what kind of font is this? ”

"This is the Wei Monument." Jiang Tong replied.

"What? This is the Wei tablet body? The man exclaimed, and then sighed, "Since the catastrophe two thousand years ago, many fonts have been lost, and I have only seen the records of Wei tablets in ancient books, and I have never really seen them." I finally saw it today, and I was dumbfounded. ”

As soon as these words came out, the guests began to whisper again.

"Isn't this the old man of the Guo family who is called 'word idiot'? The younger brother of the current head of the Guo family seems to be called Guo Lanjia. ”

"Yes, he's also the vice president of the Federal Calligraphy Association."

"To be recognized by him, this Miss Jiang's calligraphy is really not simple."

"Or say that they were born in the slums, and that the slums can write such words? Then I'll go to live in the slums. ”

The corners of Luo Zilin's mouth twitched, maintaining a smile: "Since the Wei stele has been lost for so long, I don't know where Miss Jiang learned it?" ”

Jiang Tong looked at him and said with a smile: "It was taught by the family teacher." ”

"Oh?" Luo Zilin continued to ask, "I don't know who the respected teacher is?" ”

"I don't know who the tutor is, we met on the star network, the tutor said that I have qualifications and wants to accept me as an apprentice, but I have never met the tutor in person, and the teaching on weekdays is carried out on the star network."

When An Lan heard this, although he didn't believe it all, he also believed it for eight or nine points, when he investigated Jiang Tong, he even investigated the DNA, and it was indeed the one who grew up in the slums since she was a child, yes, if she can learn these strange medical skills and physical skills, there must be adventures. If she had a master, then she would be able to make sense.

Luo Zilin wanted to ask again, but it was very rude to ask someone else's master in public, and he had no choice but to give up.

Guo Lanjia was still intoxicated, and suddenly stretched out a hand to hold the shaft: "Guo Er, this is a congratulatory gift from a little girl, you should pay me back." ”

Guo Lanjia glared at him: "Boss of the Luo family, you don't know calligraphy, what use do you want to come, just let it be given to me, and I will send you something better tomorrow." ”

"Who wants your good stuff." Old Man Luo also glared at him, "Give it back to me." ”

"Don't pay it back!"

For a while, the two old men fought like children, and everyone was full of black lines.

"Two old men." A soft voice came, "Since the person who wrote this picture is here, it is better to let her write another one." ”

Jiang Tong turned his head sideways and glanced at the man, it was Zhang Qingya, the opponent of the pig, and couldn't help sighing, you have a pig head, don't come out to show off, how much exposure of IQ.

Guo Lanjia slapped his thigh: "That's right." He threw away the "Gentleman" and rushed over to grab Jiang Tong: "Little girl, come on, come on, you can write another one for me, as long as you are willing to write, you can do anything." ”

Zhang Qingya sneered secretly, she didn't believe that Jiang Tong could write such good words at all, what good words could a pariah in a slum be written, this character must have been found by An Lan to support her face. I'm going to tear your face and disgrace you today.

She didn't want to think about it, Jiang Tong was admitted to the calligraphy department of the Federal Beijing University with her own strength, how could her handwriting be bad?

Jiang Tong was a little embarrassed: "There is no pen, ink, paper and inkstone here." ”

"What are you afraid of, can the Locke family still have these?" Guo Lanjia glared at Luo Zilin, "Why don't you hurry up and get it." ”

Luo Zilin looked at his grandfather with an inquiring gaze, Old Man Luo nodded, and he instructed his entourage to bring the bookcase and pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and Guo Lanjia personally came up to polish her ink.

She lifted the pen, thought about it for a while, and waved it down, and at that moment, her momentum changed, her eyes were like torches, her face was cold, her pen was strong, and her momentum was amazing.

After a pause, the pen was lifted, the word was completed, and everyone gathered around, and only one word was written on the best rice paper, but no one could understand that word.