The people in the village heard that Mo Xiaoling had found a boyfriend, so many old people came to see it.

During the chat, I learned that Liu Wen knew calligraphy. Mo Xiaoling's father hurriedly went to an old gentleman in the village to borrow pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

The old gentleman also wanted to see how it was written. Because there are not many people in the village who can write calligraphy. Along the way, a group of people were shouted to go to Mo Xiaoling's house.

It was a big yard with a large flat land, and Mo Xiaoling's father moved out a table. Seeing hundreds of people gathered together, he beckoned Mo Xiaoling to call Liu Wen.

Liu Wen saw that so many people still wanted him to write calligraphy.

After thinking about it, Mo Xiaoling's father wanted the people in the village to see the ability of his future son-in-law.

The people in the village are fine, they like to compare, and they have nothing to say that the daughter of the Zhang San family married a rich man, you see that she drives a BMW.

He also said that the Li family in the next village married a rich daughter-in-law, and heard that he had bought a suite for his son in the city.

Fortunately, before Liu Wen came, he bought a few soft Chinese.

On the square, Mo Xiaoling reduced them one by one, what kind of uncle is this, aunt, what kind of cousin is this, cousin or something.

Feng cares who he is, when he meets, he just says hello, and let Hou Zhonghua Tobacco hand it over.

The people in the village looked at it, good guy, it was Chinese, and if they looked closely, it was not a fake. There are some young men in the village who are fat with their faces, and the Hibiscus King they bought is still fake. I handed over the cigarette once and didn't hand it over, after all, the fake one also costs money.

It's like a reader, who wants to read some free pirated books, alas, for free, thinking that he has earned it. In fact, the author has no income, and in terms of quality, it is purely for the sake of pandering, like a repetitive work. And readers, once it's okay, the IP comes out, hehe, give you the entire membership to be ahead, a TV series down, it will cost you dozens of dollars if you are a member.

Therefore, the chicken feathers are still out of the chickens.

Having said that, Liu Wen is different, genuine Chinese cigarettes, after smoking, he saw that someone was still talking to him next to him, and continued to hand it over.

Don't panic, he still has a few more bags in his bag.

Mo Xiaoling's father saw that the people in the village were almost here, strode forward, and said loudly: "Liu Wen, if you don't write a few words, you can let the old gentleman point out." ”

The old gentleman had a clear face, and to be honest, this man was really poor. But if you look at culture in terms of culture, within a radius of dozens of miles, there is really no one who can compare with him. Don't look at many people who go to college and rely on graduate school, from Chinese classical literature, traditional etiquette, etc., that is not a grade at all.

But also, the status of people is now linked to money. You don't fit the market, just wait to starve. This is what the capitalists are interested in.

Liu Wenming was white, and he bowed his hand politely at the moment, which was considered literati etiquette.

The old gentleman actually returned the courtesy. The old gentleman is a little poor, and his prestige in the village is very high, because in the rural family, there are few old people, and this kind of eulogy has to be written by the old gentleman after his death.

Pity the talent all his life, but he makes a living by writing eulogies for the dead.

Ridiculous.

After the red tape, Liu Wen wrote down 14 big characters "plum blossoms with snow flying on the piano, willow color and smoke into the inkstone".

Liu Wen didn't dare to use Wang Xizhi's original penmanship, because the laity didn't understand, so he used Zhao Mengfu's calligraphy, which can be called elegant and vulgar.

The villagers approached one after another, and when the ink dried a little, Mo Xiaoling's father took the work in both hands and spun around.

The crowd applauded.

The old gentleman shook his head.

Liu Wen handed over a cigarette and said with a smile: "Please also ask the old gentleman for guidance." ”

The old gentleman took the cigarette, and Liu Wen helped light the fire again.

"Alas, after all, it can't withstand the world's views, the young man between the lines, the two kings' penmanship can be said to be very proficient, it can be seen that you should be born in a scholarly family. Although I also practice books, I am ashamed to compare with you, but in order to cater to mediocrity, you used Zhao Mengfu's structure, which is shameful for the old man. The old gentleman sighed with a white cigarette.

"The old gentleman is really knowledgeable," Liu Wen has indeed studied Erwang since he was a child, so he is also used to writing with Erwang's penmanship.

After finishing speaking, the old gentleman left gloomily and said to himself: "Culture, precipitated things, after all, only a few people know how to appreciate it." Those who push it up, after a long time, even the laity think you are vulgar. ”

Mo Xiaoling's father was very happy, and when he returned home, he told Xiaoling that his face was a little painful, and he might have laughed for too long.

On this day, Liu Wen lived in appreciation.

......

After returning to the Dachau Club, the Dachau Group launched another pre-match activity.

The person who appeared was naturally Liu Wen.

Thousands of lights gathered on Liu Wen, and tens of thousands of fans lined up to greet him.

I'm afraid that many A-list stars can't compare.

However, for the game, he was indeed a unique star of the game at that time.

From one end of the street to the other end of the street, male and female fans waved the tablets in their hands, as well as the flashing glow sticks. The words "Meishan Laogu" shook the sky and resounded in the sky.

Liu Wen is dressed in the game, like a clown walking down a long street.

Cheap props are worn on the body, and the name of vanity hangs over the head.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is really beautiful.

At that moment, although Liu Wen played the role of a clown, he had 100,000 yuan at a time.

For the former Liu Wen, it means a year's income.

Now, it's just a show, and it's only five or six hours from makeup to the end.

He had to smile, he had to shake hands with fans, he had to take pictures with them.

In the past, he hated the kind of girl who had no brains to chase stars, and once upon a time, he also became such a person, fiddling with various poses according to their requirements.

Look at the man, it's a lot like a dog, a dog named a clown.

At this point, his mood was mixed.

Born in a scholarly family since childhood, he also personally handwrote four words to hang in the room, and now, he has fallen to this.

But he figured it out, now that he has money, he has ended thirty years of single life, has the virtuous Mo Xiaoling, and the joy of his family.

It's all worth it.

People have to learn to compromise, and in the face of capital, they seem so unbearable.

If his life is like this, with Liu Wen's character, he will persevere.

Every day, like some people who are pushed to the stage, they set up some chaste archways, get money from the hands of mediocre people and laypeople, to maintain their lives, to satisfy the people around them, so that they can laugh materially because of the existence of Liu Wen.

However, even such a life will not exist.

The capital market has its conspiracies, because people have money, and there are a lot of compromised people like you and me. They bow their heads and bow before capital.

Liu Wen has already knelt down, however, kneeling does not solve everything.

Some people think it's glorious, and they want to take it all away. Even human life.

Since then, the name of "Meishan Laogu" has become a legend, that person has died, and Liu Wen is still alive, returning to his original self, indifferent, ruthless, death, revenge.

These will become synonymous with him in the future.