After the box was moved, the old lady also stood up, patted the lid of the box with emotion, and shouted to Huo Zihang on the screen,

"Any idea what's in there?"

Ruan Liang and the audience all looked at the box, with a strong curiosity in their eyes, waiting for the old lady to quickly reveal the answer.

However, Ruan Liang and everyone can almost guess that the things put in it should be related to Huo Ze.

"Grandma, don't bother, I know you feel sorry for Huo Ze......"

Huo Zihang was still very arrogant, he didn't believe what the old lady said at all, and he didn't think that she could come up with any evidence to prove that Huo Ze was very capable.

"Zihang! You've disappointed Grandma so much! The old lady raised her hand and interrupted him,

"When Ozawa was six years old, he accidentally stabbed you in the arm with a knife, and he always felt guilty and sorry for you.

He knows that you don't like him, and then he finds out that you don't like him even more when he acts smarter and better than you.

He began to hide his clumsiness, making himself very stupid and confused, just to let you, to make you not jealous, and to make you happy! ”

"Hehe, grandma, you're really interesting, you have to tell such a clumsy lie." Huo Zihang's expression was shocked and humiliated for a moment, but then he said with a mocking and funny face,

"I need him to let me?! Who doesn't know that when he went to school, he was a bastard and didn't know anything. ”

The old lady didn't speak again, but opened the box, first took out a few paintings and calligraphy, Ruan Liang got up and helped her unfold it, so that the audience could see it clearly,

"These are all paintings written by Ozawa when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, and he rarely wrote them after that, and these are still a few that I have managed to keep."

"This, is this really written by Huo Ze?" Ruan Liang looked at the vigorous and powerful, sweeping font of Qianjun, and asked everyone's voices in surprise,

"Written when I was thirteen or fourteen?"

"Hehe, look, our Ruan Da reporters don't believe it." Huo Zihang said in a weird manner, "Grandma, you spent a lot of money to buy this." ”

"It seems that Mr. Huo Zihang recognizes the value of this character." Ruan Liang immediately took over these words, and smiled and admired,

"However, it is indeed obvious that anyone with a little eyesight can see that this is a good picture!"

"No matter how good the words are, they didn't write them by Huo Ze!" Huo Zihang scoffed.

"Ozawa, you write a pair of words for them on the spot, or make a drawing." The old lady beckoned to Huo Ze,

"I asked the housekeeper to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone for you, behave well and let Liangliang know how good you are!

I'll tell you, chasing girls can no longer be hidden, eighteen kinds of martial arts must be shown, and people still know how to open the screen when they are courted......"

"......" Ruan Liang was embarrassed and funny, and when he looked at Huo Ze again, it was estimated that he felt the same way, but he was a little helpless,

"Grandma, I haven't written for more than ten years, and you're not afraid of me making a fool of myself."

"That can't be!" The old lady shook her head, "My grandson is the best!" ”

Huo Ze's lips hooked slightly, and after the housekeeper put on the pen and ink, he got up and rolled up his sleeves, picked up the brush, and leaned over to write the first word.

Before everyone could be amazed, they saw that he was walking smoothly, and the pen was like a cloud of smoke, and he quickly finished writing, and then he put the brush aside, dried the pen and ink, and picked it up and gave it to Ruan Liang.

My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

Ruan Liang looked at the vigorous font of the dragon and snake on it, his heart trembled, and his pretty face was slightly red.

However, Huo Zihang, who was over there, pursed his lips and clenched his fists, feeling that his face hurt so much!!

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PS: Third Master: Chasing your wife and slapping your face are the truth!

Continue to slap your face tomorrow......