The e-sports tycoon Wei Taiqiang of the Xuanwu Kingdom, the e-sports player of their e-sports club, and Tu Tuqiao, and Cao Jiao, their e-sports player and the Wan Xiliang e-sports player met in the e-sports competition, but they were not stupid to fight with the Wan Xiliang e-sports player to the end, on the contrary, they temporarily admitted defeat.

For that Tutu Bridge, he wouldn't admit defeat. In his eyes, the e-sports player who temporarily admits defeat is a coward, but in the eyes of that Wei Taiqiang, this is just a temporary avoidance of his edge.

The e-sports players of Cao Jiao and Tu Tuqiao, they were defeated by the e-sports players of Wan Xiliang in the e-sports competition in the end.

That Tu Tu Qiao felt embarrassed, on the contrary, that Tu Tu Qiao felt nothing, after all, for that Tu Tu Qiao, when they paid a little bit of price in that e-sports competition, that was nothing. What Zhang Naiguang meant was that he had been waiting patiently for two years for these two calligraphy and paintings, and he wanted to ask, how long did Mr. Zhang plan to make him wait? Now that his patience has reached the end, he wants to talk to Mr. Zhang. ”

When Zhang Youlin heard this, he was angry, and he waved his hand impatiently: "I don't want to talk to him, you tell Secretary Wei that my two calligraphy and paintings are not sold now, will not be sold in the future, and will never be sold!" ”

"The owner, the knife handle is in someone's hand, the hard top is not a thing, you have to think of a rut." Wang Renshan said calmly.

After a while, Zhang Youlin sat down dejectedly: "I am out of line, for these two calligraphy and paintings, the three generations of the Zhang family have been worried for nearly a hundred years, and their hard work is almost exhausted." ”

"I have an idea," Wang Renshan lowered his voice: "The thirty-sixth plan, go is the best policy." ”

Early the next morning, Zhang Youlin took out the "Willow Bird Picture" and "Our Lady of Xiling", silently unfolded them, and hung them on the wall. Looking at these two calligraphy and paintings that have been full of vicissitudes, Zhang Youlin's ears seemed to sound the words of his grandfather Zhang Yangshan before his death: "In the future, even if the descendants of the Zhang family encounter great difficulties, they are not allowed to sell the national treasure, otherwise, it will be the greatest ......unfilial piety" He seemed to see his mother holding a feather duster again, gritting his teeth and pumping it on his back: "Say!" Where did you take the paintings? Say ......"

Zhang Youlin's tears rolled down.

Zhang Xiaolu pushed the door in, he was very surprised, and asked tentatively: "Dad, ...... you What's wrong? ”

Zhang Youlin wiped a handful of tears: "Xiaolu, let me ask you something, you must be honest with me, are you in contact with the people who Tutuqiao?" ”

Zhang Xiaolu was stunned: "Dad, why are you asking this?" ”

Zhang Youlin looked directly at his son: "Answer me, are you still afraid that your father will go to the informant?" ”

Zhang Xiaolu hurriedly shook her head: "Dad, I didn't mean that, I ...... There were a few classmates from Tsinghua University who went to Xishan to join the Eighth Route Army during the Anti-Japanese War, and we met on the street two years ago and resumed contact, and it happened that I received a notice at that time to let us reserve officers return to the army, and my classmates advised me not to participate in the civil war......"

Zhang Youlin interrupted him: "Let me ask you, can you still find them now?" ”

"You can contact the base of the people who have Tu Tu Qiao in Pingxi Mentougou." Zhang Xiaolu replied in the affirmative.

"Then you leave Peking immediately and go to your classmates."

"Dad, what's wrong?" Zhang Xiaolu's eyes widened.

Zhang Youlin put away the calligraphy and paintings and handed them to his son: "The matter is urgent, you leave today, take this with you when you leave." ”

"Why should I leave with calligraphy and paintings?" Zhang Xiaolu was puzzled.

Zhang Youlin sighed: "Alas! Someone is fighting against it, this person is very powerful, we can't fight him, so you have to take it away and protect it. ”

"Dad, this is the heirloom of our Zhang family, who is fighting its idea? Isn't there a royal law? ”

"In this world, where is the king's law? We can't afford to hide, kid, take it with you. ”

Zhang Xiaolu thought for a moment: "Dad, what should I do with these two calligraphy and paintings?" ”

Zhang Youlin stroked the two scrolls nostalgically: "Children, you know, these two paintings and calligraphy carry the hope of three generations of our Zhang family, my grandfather once planned to be the heirloom of the Zhang family, passed on from generation to generation, no matter when, even if he starves to death, he can't sell it, otherwise, it is the biggest unfilial piety, and the children and grandchildren of the Zhang family will never forgive him." In the past hundred years, these two paintings and calligraphy have gone through ups and downs, and the joys and hardships of them are only known to the descendants of our Zhang family, and they are not enough for outsiders. Today, I finally figured out these two national treasures...... It's really not suitable for the Zhang family to keep it. ”

"Why?" Zhang Youlin calmed down: "What do you mean...... Fool them with imitations? ”

"You have to hurry, listen to Song Huairen's meaning, Chen Fuqing's matter is over, it will be your turn."

Zhang Youlin thought for a moment and shook his head: "It's not so easy to fake, in addition to good craftsmanship and reliable people, it is best to find ancient paper and ancient ink, only in this way can the effect of chaos be achieved, the problem is, now that the eyebrows are burned, where to find the right person?" ”

yes, where to find the right people? The living room was quiet, and the brains of the three people were spinning rapidly, and suddenly, He Jiabi spoke: "Otherwise, give Song Huairen an errand first, spend him away, and delay the time?" ”

Wang Renshan's eyes lit up: "Yes! That's a good idea, ma'am. ”

It was already more than ten o'clock in the evening when Wang Renshan came back from Tianjin, and he didn't dare to delay, and went straight to Zhang's house without stopping. After getting off the foreign car at the gate of Zhang's house, Wang Renshan stepped up the steps and was about to knock on the door, but the employee had already opened the door from the inside: "Manager Wang, the master is waiting for you." ”

In the study, Zhang Youlin was rummaging through old paper and ancient ink, Wang Renshan hurriedly walked in, Zhang Youlin raised his head and asked eagerly, "How is it?" ”

Wang Renshan took a breath: "The owner, I found the shopkeeper of Dexin Zhai in Tianjin, who is my friend for many years, and he is also reliable, he has dealings with fraudsters, and he is willing to help, it seems that "Our Lady of Xiling" is not a big problem, but it is ......" Wang Renshan looked a little embarrassed: "I need to send the real work over to copy." ”

"Bring the real thing over? It's too dangerous, it's not going to work. Zhang Youlin flatly refused.

"Yes...... It's not like it, how can people imitate it? ”

"What if I went to the photo studio and took pictures?"

Wang Renshan shook his head: "I've thought about it, it's not reliable, if you take pictures instead of one or two, you have to take all the details, we don't have reliable people in the photo studio, in case it leaks out, it will be a big trouble." ”

The wall clock on the wall walked "ticking, ticking", and there was silence in the study for a while, and after a long time, Zhang Youlin sighed and said: "Alas, I can't think of a rut either,

E-sports competitions are meant to be won and lost.