Immortal Young Man on Campus

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

Gu Ziqing thoughtfully, nodded slightly: "It is true that he is not ruled out."

The corner of Yu Mo's mouth twitched, and he thought that Fang Yunyang was very courageous. When he tried the taste of ghosts and bad luck, he still had the guts to make trouble. He really didn't know how the word "death" was written.

"I'll go to him to have a theory." Principal Qin said indignantly, all his hopes were pinned on Yu Mo. If he did this, wouldn't his plan be in vain, how could he not be angry.

Yu Mo waved his hand and said, "Don't be impatient, does he really think this little trick is useful?"

Knowing that Yu Mo was resourceful, Principal Qin asked curiously, "What's your plan?"

"I don't have a plan, just wait and see." Yu Mo spread his hands, how could he think of a practical plan so quickly.

Principal Qin was sobbing and had no plans what to do.

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

Fang Yunyang saw the situation on Yu Mo's side from a distance, and when no one cared about it, he smiled proudly.

He stared at Yu Mo, looking at the close relationship between him and Gu Ziqing, and his heart was burning with jealousy.

"This stinky boy, He De He Neng, can actually attract a beauty of this level. What a **** injustice, no vision, why didn't such a good thing fall on my head?"

Fang Yunyang was jealous and stared at Yu Mo angrily.

"Hey, 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? If I use some tricks, your plan will be in vain."

Fang Yunyang knew too many people in this circle, but he was a teacher from a famous master, as if he had a talisman.

The more he thought about it later, the more unwilling he became. He couldn't take revenge on Yu Mo in other ways. This time, it coincided with the calligraphy exhibition, which gave him a chance to be ashamed.

"Yunyang, what are you doing standing there, come with me quickly, the leader is coming." Suddenly, an old man shouted to Fang Yunyang.

Fang Yunyang immediately restrained his domineering, as well-behaved as a kitten, and said with a smile, "Master, I'll be right here."

Fang Yunyang's master is not an ordinary person, but Shi Minxing, the president of the National Calligraphy Association, a high-ranking, and also a generation of calligraphy masters.

With such a teacher, Fang Yunyang can be like a duck to water. Except for Yu Mo, he has never encountered other difficulties.

"Listen to my instructions for a while, Mr. Qiao is amazing. Although he is now retired, he has a huge network of people. Not only in Shu, but also in the capital, there are many disciples who have passed away. There are more, less detours." Shi Minxing ordered.

Fang Yunyang accepted the teaching humbly, nodded and said, "Master, I understand, thank you Master for giving me such a good opportunity."

"Some time ago, you made so many troubles, and you gave people a handle. Many people have a lot of criticism. If you are favored by Mr. Qiao, no one will dare to question you from now on, understand?" Shi Minxing Qian Ding Wan said.

Fang Yunyang patted his chest and said plausibly, "Master, don't worry, I will never lose the chain. I have followed your order and finally completed a piece of work in the past few days. This is the best one I have written over the years. This piece of work, I believe, will definitely impress Mr. Qiao.”

Shi Minxing patted Fang Yunyang's shoulder and said with relief, "I have already paved the road for you, and then it depends on your destiny."

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

There seemed to be a raging flame burning in his eyes.

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

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

Fang Yunyang seemed to have been beaten by chicken blood, and he was full of energy, and quickly followed.

A group of people walked to the door in a mighty way. The first one was the most eye-catching. He was in his eighties, with gray hair, but he was hale and hearty, not angry and arrogant, and there was a sense of rank in his body.

"Elder Qiao!" Everyone hurriedly greeted with a respectful salute.

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

Qiao Laonai has experienced the baptism of war years, and then held a high position. Naturally, he has a powerful momentum that ordinary people cannot match.

However, Old Qiao's face was very kind, smiling and nodding to the people around him.

"Mr. Qiao, welcome to the calligraphy exhibition to visit and guide the work. It's really my honor." Shi Min walked in front of Mr. Qiao and said respectfully.

Qiao Lao laughed happily: "Xiao Shi, your calligraphy exhibition is well organized. I'm here to study, but I don't dare to guide the work."

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

Shi Minxing said with a smile, "Who knows about Mr. Qiao's calligraphy skills? It's an indisputable fact, so I'm not flattering when I say Mr. Qiao came to guide the work."

Old Qiao laughed heartily, pointed at Shi Minxing, shook his head and said, "As far as you can tell, after so many years, nothing has changed."

"Elder Qiao hasn't changed. He is still so energetic and energetic that even the young man can't keep up." Shi Minxing complimented.

Old Qiao waved his hand and sighed: "No, I can't accept the old man. I left too many root causes in those years, and they have erupted in these years. However, it doesn't matter, I have already seen life and death at this age. It doesn't matter."

Fang Yunyang looked enviously at the master being able to chat and laugh with Qiao Lao, and he couldn't help but yearn, when would he be able to have this kind of treatment.

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 much for the country and the people, and the younger generation admires it."

Huh?

Old Qiao glanced at Fang Yunyang thoughtfully, but he didn't know him, and praised him, "What you said is a bit interesting."

Fang Yunyang was overjoyed, smiled and said, "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Qiao."

The others looked at Fang Yunyang enviously, wishing that they would replace him and be praised by Mr. Qiao.

"Elder Qiao, let's visit the works." Shi Minxing stretched out one hand, made a gesture of invitation, and led the way beside Mr. Qiao in advance.

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

Fang Yunyang was overjoyed and quickly stood up. Old Qiao glanced at him and said indifferently, "Is there any of your calligraphy works here?"

Fang Yunyang was overjoyed, and hurriedly pointed to a work in a superior location, saying, "This is my work, and Qiao Lao laughed."

Mr. Qiao remained calm, admired it for a while, and said succinctly: "The skill is profound, but there is still room for improvement. In time, you will become a calligrapher."

"Thank Qiao Lao Jiyan."

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

Suddenly, Mr. Qiao stopped and asked seriously, "I heard that there is a dark horse in this calligraphy competition, who is it?"?

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