After eating and drinking, Zhao Jinse rushed to brush the bowl.

Li Feng was amused in his heart.

This silly girl is a little sensible.

"Li Feng, do you make midnight snacks every night?"

After packing up, Zhao Jinse sat upright, his eyes clear, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and asked.

"sometimes."

Li Feng answered casually.

"Then do you... make your own meals?"

“If you’re at home, yes.”

"Do you cook a lot of dishes?"

Zhao Jinse changed his posture and held his cheek with one hand.

Li Feng thought about it and said, "Conservatively, there are 100 dishes."

"sharp!"

Zhao Jinse gave a thumbs up, "Tomorrow night, come to my house.

I cook for dinner myself as a thank you.”

"Okay, as long as I'm at home!"

Li Feng nodded.

"You are so perfunctory!"

Zhao Jinse puffed up his cheeks, "Girls took the initiative to invite boys to visit, boys should be determined, and this is a gentleman."

Li Feng was helpless: "Okay, I will definitely arrive!"

"See you tomorrow, handsome neighbor!"

Zhao Jinse blinked mischievously and said goodbye to go home.

Listening to the sound of closing the door opposite, Li Feng returned to the living room and sat in the sofa.

"This silly girl is just five hundred ducks, it's really noisy!"

Li Feng rubbed his nose and muttered to himself.

But... now, the home seems a little deserted.

"When did I start to be afraid of quiet?"

Li Feng laughed at himself and called Zhao Meng.

Let him put a sandbag in his home tomorrow.

A place like a boxing gym is enough at one time.

...At six o'clock in the morning, Li Feng went out for morning exercise on time.

A few hundred meters west of Kaiyuan Community, there is a citizen park.

The opera singers, dancers, sword practitioners, and writing... are very lively.

The citizens' leisure enthusiasm will not decline in any way because of winter.

Li Feng ran around the park trail for twenty minutes.

All over my body, it's extremely comfortable.

Before leaving, Li Feng walked around the park.

Check out all kinds of flower jobs.

Soon, he was attracted by an old man.

The old man is over 60 years old and has a big pen with a sponge head in his hand.

A bucket of water beside me.

Stone slabs are made of paper, and clean water is made of ink.

The writing is like the wind, attracting a circle of people who practice morning to watch the fun.

"Golden swords and iron horses are like tigers, and some onlookers shook their heads and recited loudly.

The old man's writing is a famous work of Xin Qiji throughout the ages.

Around me, there was a pretty girl wearing sportswear.

The old man’s writing speed is not slow, and he will be finished in one go.

There was a burst of applause around.

"Good word!"

"Mr. Li's handwriting is indeed natural!"

This is someone who knows the old man.

Li Feng leaned over and took a look, Yohe, thin gold body.

This is Li Feng’s favorite font.

In calligraphy, Li Feng has great achievements.

In Kyoto, a calligraphy master once asserted that in five years, Li Feng will be the leader of the middle-aged and young generation in China.

Li Feng’s background can be imagined.

Suddenly, the old man's handwriting was quite normal.

However, in Li Feng's eyes, there are many flaws.

"not good!"

Li Feng shook his head slightly, and he lost the interest in continuing to watch.

"What did you say?"

The girl next to the old man came straight to Li Feng and asked arrogantly.

There are people who praise each other in the circle, but Li Feng shook his head.

A girl saw it at first sight.

"Xiaohe, what's wrong?"

The old man surnamed Li put down his sponge pen and asked with a smile.

"Grandpa, he said you didn't write well!"

Li Qinghe pointed at Li Feng and said angrily.

The old man didn't care and smiled: "Is that right?

Come on, young man, please give me some advice!"

"No need, I have something to do."

Li Feng was not interested in giving advice at will.

"how?

Don't dare to go?"

Li Qinghe gave Li Feng a blank look, "Are you cowardly?"

I apologize to my grandfather and I will spare you this time!"

"Xiaohe, don't be rude!"

The old man whispered.

"grandfather!"

Li Qinghe pouted, "Who doesn't know your calligraphy skills in Qingshan County?

He is a young man, where can he give you guidance?"

This resonates with everyone.

"Mr. Li is very skilled, and this young man can't catch up!"

"Young people nowadays are becoming more and more confused."

The derogatory reprimand to Li Feng came like a tide.

The onlookers looked at Li Feng with contempt.

Li Qinghe smiled and said contemptuously: "Either apologize or just write it, let's see how much you weigh."

Li Feng smiled and said, "Are you sure?"
To be continued...