Zhang Hua's only worry now is how to keep this painting. He can't show it off at all, so he can only take it back secretly, hang it in his room, and admire it alone.
Gu Can wrote different words according to the differences of each of them.
What He Yao learned is that the kind are invincible.
What I wrote to Lu Bo was that his business was booming.
What I wrote to Shi Yu was a stroke of genius.
Zhang Hua’s calligraphy reads, learning never ends.
Holding the calligraphy, Zhang Hua couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. The more he looked at it, the more he felt it was full of charm. He felt that he was full of energy now and could practice a few sets of "Wu San" at any time. Oh, you are already in college, that's okay, you can't recite "The Analects of Confucius" by heart yet.
After all, there is no end to learning!
"Grandpa, look what this is." He Yao ran back home excitedly holding the calligraphy, and couldn't wait to share it with his grandfather.
"Don't be like your father. He was tricked into buying those useless calligraphy and paintings. If your mother hadn't been strict, he would have lost all our family wealth." The old man's face darkened when he saw what He Yao was holding. Did his grandson also learn bad habits?
"No, grandpa, this was written by Cancan, my roommate's sister who was the top scorer in the imperial examination. Let me tell you, her handwriting is really good. I think it is much better than the ones my dad bought." He Yao said as he pulled the old man to the desk and unfolded the calligraphy.
"You know Zhang Hua, his family is a family of scholars, and several generations of ancestors have been cultured people. When he saw Cancan's handwriting, his eyes were fixed on it, and he didn't dare to blink."
"The benevolent are invincible, hahahaha, good, good, the handwriting is good, and the thought is even better, no wonder he is the top scorer." Old Master He is also a well-known figure. As he gets older, he has also fallen in love with pondering some literary things in recent years. His appreciation ability is much higher than that of He Yao and his good-for-nothing son.
"Yes, yes, I said it was well written." He Yao felt proud when he saw the old man like this. He knew that the old man would definitely like it.
Zhang Hua quietly took the calligraphy back and hid it in his room without telling anyone.
I never expected that Mr. He loves to share. Such beautiful calligraphy must be appreciated by relatives, friends, partners and others.
Gu Can's calligraphy is so good that both experts and laymen can see it.
The Zhang family all knew Zhang Hua's roommate. Even if they hadn't met before, they knew each other because of their children. When Grandpa He invited him to look at the calligraphy, Grandpa Zhang fell in love with it at first sight. He asked Grandpa He for 500,000 yuan and asked if he would sell it.
"Doesn't your grandson have one too? Why did you buy this from me? It's a gift from a kid. It's a token of my love. I won't sell it to him no matter how expensive it is. What's wrong with you? You're an old professor and a cultured man." When Mr. He saw Grandpa Zhang like this, he immediately started complaining.
"Which kid gave it to you?" Grandpa Zhang was confused at the time.
"You don't know, but Xiaoyao's roommate's sister is the top scorer in the city's college entrance exam this year. The kids went to celebrate, and the little girl gave her a return gift. This top scorer is something special. The handwriting is so beautiful that even a rough guy like me feels a unique charm when I look at it. It makes me feel chivalrous, hahahaha."
"It's that child. I've read her articles. Few people can write articles with such ancient charm. Even in ancient times, she would be the material for the top scholar. I'm sorry for being so presumptuous. I'll invite you to my house to take a look some other day." Grandpa Zhang now just wants to go back and take a look at his grandson's calligraphy.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, he couldn't wait to leave. This grandson is a real grandson. He even hides his secrets from his family. If he is not taught a lesson, he really won't know who the grandson is!
Zhang Hua was in his room, he glanced at the calligraphy, then lowered his head to study, and when he got tired of studying, he would look at it again and he would have more energy. Grandpa Zhang, his wife and children, the whole family rushed back in a mighty procession.
"Knock, knock, knock."
"Who is it?" Zhang Hua became alert instantly.
"Master, I've brought you some snacks." It was the voice of the nanny, Aunt Liu.
"I'm here." Zhang Hua went to open the door confidently, and was stunned by the huge crowd outside. Aunt Liu completed her task and quickly slipped away. She couldn't get involved in the master's affairs.
I don’t know what the young master did that was so outrageous that it made the old man and the others angry.
"Grandpa, grandma, mom and dad, third uncle, aunt, brother, sister, why are you all here?" Zhang Hua's heart skipped a beat. He hasn't done anything big recently.
"Grandpa, it's right there, look." Zhang Hua's eldest cousin, with sharp eyes, immediately saw the words hanging on the wall through the crack in the door opened by Zhang Hua.
"It's over! !!!!" Zhang Hua finally realized what he had done. He really came here for the painting!
Under the gazes of his elders and brothers and sisters, Zhang Hua had no choice but to return to his room and take down the calligraphy. In his heart, he cursed the person who had leaked the secret a thousand and eight hundred times.
"Aqiu." He Yao sneezed for no apparent reason.
"Are you catching a cold?"
"No, I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere." He Yao scratched his head innocently. It should be fine in a while. They are martial artists, so how can they be so fragile?
The Zhang family members gathered around the calligraphy, all praising and admiring it. Only Zhang Hua was punished to face the wall and reflect on his mistakes, and was not allowed to get close.
"This calligraphy is so well written that I want to learn from it as soon as I see it." Zhang Hua's little cousin is only thirteen years old this year and is playful and active. When the Zhang family heard him say this, they were surprised. When they looked at the calligraphy again, they found that they had the same feeling.
The Zhang family contacted the He, Lu, and Shi families, intending to hold a calligraphy appreciation banquet together. Of course, they also invited the Gu family.
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