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Chapter 490

"It must be him!" Principal Qin asserted confidently.

Gu Ziqing thought something and nodded slightly: "It is indeed not ruled out that he is suspicious."

Yu Mo raised his lips and said to himself that Fang Yunyang was so brave. When he tried the feeling of being haunted by ghosts and monsters, he actually had the courage to make trouble. He really didn't know how the word "death" was written.

"I'll go and argue with him." Principal Qin said indignantly that all his hopes were placed on Yu Mo'o. If this happens, wouldn't his plan be ruined? How could he not be angry?

Yu Mo waved his hand and said, "Don't be impatient, do he really think these small tricks are useful?"

Principal Qin knew that Yu Mo was resourceful and asked curiously: "What are your plans?"

"I have no plan, just wait and see." Yu Mo spread his hands, how could he think of a practical plan so quickly?

Principal Qin cried with a sad face, how could he do it without plans.

He sighed, no longer had any hope for this trip to Shu Capital.

Fang Yunyang saw the situation on Yu Mo from afar. Seeing that no one was concerned, he smiled proudly.

He stared at Yu Mo with a bright look, and his intimate relationship with Gu Ziqing, and his heart was filled with jealousy.

"What kind of virtue does this little brat mean to attract beautiful women of this level to fall in love with? It's so fucking unfair and lack of vision. Why didn't such a good thing fall on me?"

Fang Yunyang was jealous and glared at Yu Mo hatefully.

"Hmph, what do you do now? You still want to use the calligraphy exhibition to gain fame. Do you really think this circle is so easy to mess with? I will use a little trick and your plan will be ruined."

Fang Yunyang knew too many people in this circle, but he was a master of famous masters, as if he had a talisman. As for the announcement of his withdrawal from the calligraphy world, it was a delaying strategy.

The more he thought about it, the more he became more unwilling to accept it. He could not retaliate against Yu Mo in other aspects. This time, it happened to be a calligraphy exhibition, which gave him a chance to avenge his previous shame.

"Yunyang, what are you still standing there? Come with me quickly, the leader is coming." Suddenly, an old man shouted at Fang Yunyang.

Fang Yunyang immediately restrained himself and became domineering, as well as a little cat, and said with a smile: "Master, I'll come now."

Fang Yunyang's master is not an ordinary person, but Shi Minxing, president of the National Calligraphy Association, has a high position and a powerful calligrapher, and is also a master of calligraphy.

With such a teacher, Fang Yunyang was as talented as a fish in water. Apart from meeting Yu Mo, he had never encountered any other ups and downs.

"After listening to my instructions, Mr. Qiao is amazing. Although he has retired now, he has a great connection. Not only Shu Capital, but also the capital has many old friends. If he sees him, your future journey will be much smoother and you will avoid detours." Shi Minxing pointed out.

Fang Yunyang was taught with a humble heart and nodded, "Master, I understand, thank you for giving me such a good opportunity."

"You caused so many storms some time ago, and many people complained. If you get the favor of Mr. Qiao, no one will dare to question you again. Do you understand?" Shi Minxing said instructed thousands of times.

Fang Yunyang patted his chest and said with a striking remark: "Master, don't worry, I will never lose my links. I have followed your orders and finally completed a work in a few days. This is the best work I have written over the years. I believe it will definitely impress Mr. Qiao."

Shi Minxing patted Fang Yunyang on the shoulder and said with relief: "I have paved the road for you, and it depends on your luck next."

Fang Yunyang nodded excitedly and said, "I will definitely seize the opportunity."

There seemed to be a blazing flame in my eyes, and the light was overflowing.

There was a noise at the gate, attracting everyone's attention.

Shi Minxing's eyes lit up and he quickly walked towards the door.

Fang Yunyang seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and was energetic and followed quickly.

The group walked to the door in a mighty manner, and the leader was the most eye-catching. He was in his eighties, gray hair, but he was energetic, and he was powerful without anger, and he also had a sense of ranks on his body.

"Old Qiao!" Everyone hurriedly saluted respectfully and greeted him.

This person is the leader who visited the calligraphy exhibition today.

Qiao Laonai experienced the baptism of the war years and then held a high position, so he naturally had a powerful aura that ordinary people could not reach.

However, Old Qiao's face was very kind and nodded to the people around him with a smile.

"Old Qiao, welcome to visit the calligraphy exhibition to guide the work. This is really an honor for us." Shi Min walked to Old Qiao and said respectfully.

Mr. Qiao laughed happily: "Xiao Shi, your calligraphy exhibition is well organized. I am here to study, so I dare not guide my work."

Shi Minxing is almost sixty years old, and only Mr. Qiao is qualified to call him Xiao Shi.

Shi Minxing said with a smile: "Who doesn't know Mr. Qiao's calligraphy accomplishments? This is an indisputable fact, so I say Mr. Qiao is not flattering to guide his work."

Old Qiao laughed happily, pointed at Shi Minxing, shook his head and said, "Just you will say that it has not changed at all after so many years."

"Old Qiao has not changed, he is still so energetic and energetic, and even the young man can't catch up." Shi Minxing complimented.

Mr. Qiao waved his hand and sighed: "No, I can't accept old age, I can't do it anymore. I left too many root causes in the past, and it has erupted over the years. However, it doesn't matter. I have seen through life and death at my age, and it doesn't matter if I die early or late."

Fang Yunyang looked enviously at the master who could chat and laugh with Mr. Qiao. He couldn't help but yearn for when he would be treated like this.

Of course he didn't want to be a mute, and, with Mr. Qiao right in front of him, how could he give up such a great opportunity to perform?

Fang Yunyang hurriedly stood up and complimented: "Old Qiao has done so many things for the country and the people, and I admire them very much."

Huh?

Old Qiao looked at Fang Yunyang thoughtfully, but did not know this person. He praised him, "You are quite interesting."

Fang Yunyang was overjoyed and laughed so hard that he couldn't stop and said, "Thank you Mr. Qiao for your praise."

Others looked at Fang Yunyang enviously, hoping that they would replace him and were praised by Mr. Qiao.

"Old Qiao, let's visit the works." Shi Minxing stretched out with one hand, made a call, and led the way beside Old Qiao in advance.

"Yunyang, come and introduce each calligraphy work to Mr. Qiao."

Fang Yunyang was overjoyed and quickly stood up. Old Qiao glanced at him with a calm expression and said, "Is there any calligraphy works of yours here?"

Fang Yunyang was overjoyed and hurriedly pointed to a work with a superior location and said, "This is my work, Mr. Qiao laughed."

Mr. Qiao calmly admired it for a while, and said concisely: "He has profound skills, but there is still room for improvement. In time, you will become a calligrapher."

"Thank you Qiao Laoji."

Mr. Qiao walked along the door step by step towards the exhibition area inside. Fang Yunyang kept introducing, and his saliva was almost dry.
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