At three o'clock in the afternoon, a group of old calligraphers who had taken a nap came to the Old Summer Palace in an enthusiastic manner. The organizer had prepared a large number of good brushes, inks, papers and inkstones. He knew that there would be a national calligrapher exchange gathering here today, and a large number of tourists and calligraphy enthusiasts arrived at the scene to observe.

The words written by hanging them and walking on the dragon and snake made the crowds admire them and kept taking pictures with their cameras.

"Old Zheng, this is the beloved disciple you mentioned. The young man looks good, but he looks so talented."

A white-haired old man with a cane walked over with the help of a pretty woman in her early twenties.

The pretty woman was wearing a green and green skirt of the Republic of China style. She had a high bun on her head, a hairpin was inserted and a string of pearls were hanging. She shook her steps and accompanied her feet with embroidered shoes and white socks that were exposed from the hem of the long skirt as she walked. She was very eye-catching.

"That's natural, my apprentice! But your complexion looks good, and Xiao Guo is still taking good care of it; you are not interested enough. Why don't you notify me of such a big thing so that I can congratulate you?"

Zheng Wenzheng laughed happily and introduced Zhao Changan: "Changan, these two are--"

"I also told Xiao Guo that you should do something big and you can't let her down, but she convinced me. Xiao Guo said it was just a new style, there is no need to be so grand and important to your heart. I won't read your words. I haven't made any breakthroughs for more than ten years. I suggest you leave home alone for half a year, walk the road of Xu Wei, and see the scenery along the way. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't break through. If you don't break through, you will live comfortably. Besides, our calligraphy world should pay more attention to inheritance and pass on these national treasures forever. The young man's words are for me to appreciate."

The conversation between Zheng Wenzheng, Zhao Changan, Liu Zhenhan, and Ms. Guo attracted everyone's attention.

Especially the incidents between Liu Zhenhan and Ms. Guo, which has been known to everyone in the calligraphy world during this period. Liu Zhenhan is already in his sixties, while Guo Jie is only twenty-six years old this year. Although pursuing happiness in marriage is the freedom of others, Liu Zhenhan's reputation in the calligraphy world still makes calligraphy enthusiasts different opinions.

"How is Chang'an?"

Although Zheng Wenzheng was full of energy at noon, he was still a little nervous when he was a mule or a horse and wanted to pull his beloved disciple out for a walk.

"Aunt Guo, Uncle Liu, teacher, I sang a song at the welcome party where I returned to the new year last night. I felt that the lyrics in it and the current environment were also appropriate."

"lyrics?"

Zheng Wenzheng was slightly stunned and couldn't help but hesitate.

He is familiar with several songs by Zhao Chang'an. In his opinion, except for the first Tiandijian, he can also "show off his ugly words" in such a grand event. The lyrics are not bad, but if they are written in such a grand event, it will become a joke.

Because these popular and kitsch lyrics cannot be reached in the elegant hall at all.

"The lyrics are good, Xiao Guo and I like to listen to songs and dance."

On the contrary, Liu Zhenhan became interested when he heard this. As a master of calligraphy, he had long been tired of those "picking chrysanthemums and leisurely seeing the southern mountains under the eastern fence" and "when will the bright moon ask the sky to drink and ask the blue sky" - these messy things, in his opinion, even the lyrics of a frivolous pop song are much better than these messy ones.

He has always been rebellious and claimed to be "Liu Lanting" in the calligraphy world, so he is naturally not as old-fashioned and orderly as Zheng Wenzheng.

——

Zhao Changan walked to a square wooden table. When those tall academy beauties wearing cheongsams saw someone trying to write in pleasure, they were quickly responsible for displaying paper grinding.—

Zheng Wenzheng, Liu Zhenhan, and Guo Jie stood by the square table, waiting for Zhao Changan to write with various expressions.

The movement here also attracted the attention of calligraphers, tourists and calligraphy enthusiasts around, and they rushed over.

Seeing that it was a young man in his early twenties who had no hair on his lips, he couldn't help but whisper and inquire about the origin.

"Last night, I sang a song at the Welcome Party of Rejuvenation, called Tiandi Dragon Scale. Today I was fortunate to be here to attend the grand event, and the venue was in the Old Summer Palace. I sighed deeply!"

Zhao Changan looked up at the remains of the Dashui Method, sighed quietly, and took the wolf-haired pen from a beautiful girl in the academy beside him.

Full of writing ink and writing.

"I started writing about this country, and the national bloodline has been tens of thousands of miles. Over the past three hundred years, the descendants of the dragon have experienced storms. This capital is like a gentleman who is unchanged in integrity."

"good!"

Liu Zhenhan was the first to cheer loudly: "The words are good, and the words are better!"

"good!"

"Smack ~"

With Liu Zhenhan's affirmation, cheers and applause were heard around him.

"The glazed glass on the walls of the nine dragons, and history has risen again from this decline. But this dragon scale once fell to the ground like broken ice."

As Zhao Changan wrote, his blood was so passionate that he was selfless. The reporters and photographers who were responsible for reporting this event were also alarmed by the movements here, and hurriedly walked over with microphones and cameras.

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After Zhao Chang'an attended the dinner in the evening, it was less than 10 o'clock in the evening. Zheng Wenzheng and the others had to visit Yanjing City at night. Zhao Chang'an said goodbye to everyone and left the venue first.

I made a phone call with Liu Cui and found out that she, Zeng Xiaoxiao and Xu Wanrong were watching TV in her uncle's courtyard. Tang Shuang originally said that she would come to the evening but she didn't come, so she called and said that she would climb the Great Wall with them tomorrow morning.

Because Zhao Changan wanted to take the plane at around 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, he decided to go directly to the hotel at the airport in the evening. After saying a few words to Liu Cui to pay attention to safety, he hung up the phone.

Tong Xiaoyu also knew about his visit to Yanjing. For this reason, Tong Xiaoyu specially opened a room in a hotel next to the airport and ordered a banquet.

Zhao Changan rushed to the hotel and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

When I opened the private room door, the smoke was shrouding in it, and the sound of mahjong was clattering. Four middle-aged men were playing mahjong with cigarettes in their mouths.

"Brothers have been waiting for a long time, sorry, sorry."

Zhao Changan smiled and greeted him, while taking out a box of panda cigarettes from his pocket.

——

What surprised Zhao Changan was that Tong Xiaoyu was not going back to his rented house, but wanted to sleep in a standard room with Zhao Changan.

After drinking a drink, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Tong Xiaoyu's three colleagues were arranged by him to go to the bathing city upstairs to take a bath, massage, or anything else, and Tong Xiaoyu included all the fees.

Tong Xiaoyu also knew that Zhao Changan had no shortage of women, and she didn't like to play with those women, so she didn't arrange for Zhao Changan, but the two returned to the room and took a shower and talked.

"It seems you're doing well here. You've been in a relationship with so many people in just a few days, and you're all middle and senior executives in the core department of imagination."

Zhao Changan really admires Tong Xiaoyu. No matter what kind of bird they are dating, he is much better than himself in this regard.
Chapter completed!