Chapter 1393

I came gently, killed a man and then walked gently, waving without taking away a cloud.

Staring out of the window at the moon hanging in the sky, He Lan's mind suddenly floated this sentence.

Then she laughed at herself, lowered her head and murmured, "silly lack."

"Who are you calling stupid?"

Someone asked faintly outside the window, in a tone of obvious displeasure.

"Ah, second uncle, can you master like a normal person and let people know when you appear? One by one, people will be scared of heart disease sooner or later. "

Helan Xiaoxin sighed, looked up at Hu mietang who was already sitting on the windowsill, and said leisurely, "of course I'm scolding myself."

Hu mietang's sitting posture is almost the same as that of Yang Xiao at that time.

It's just that they're facing different directions.

Yang Xiao can see the moon when he looks up at an angle of 45 degrees.

When Lao Hu raised his head - he just raised his head, or wanted to show his noble demeanor.

However, it is obvious that when Yang Xiao looks up at the moon, there will be a layer of holy light on his face.

Lao Hu's face was hidden in the shadow with his back to the moonlight. It looked strange.

In Helan Xiaoxin's opinion, the two men, one old and one young, are the most handsome men in the world.

Only Yang Xiao will give people a kind of surprise, but Lao Hu will only make people feel that his mind is dirty.

With a slap, after lighting a cigarette, Lao Hu just looked at He Lan Xiaoxin slightly: "why do you want to scold yourself?"

"Because just now I thought of a special affectation, so I thought I was stupid."

He Lan Xiaoxin told the truth and laughed at himself again: "ha ha, second uncle, do you know the man just now?"

"Which one?"

Hu Mie Tang raised his eyelids and swept over the corpse lying on the ground: "do you mean the one who killed her? Well, I know her

"Knowledge is knowledge. Why should it be regarded as knowledge?"

"Don't talk nonsense, pack up and let's go."

When talking with Bodhisattva, Hu Mie Tang paid great attention to maintaining his proper gentleman demeanor. Why was he so impolite when talking with Xin Jie?

If Helan Xiaoxin knows about this problem, she will definitely consider why.

She has lived here for more than ten days, but there is nothing to clean up.

All the daily necessities, clothes, shoes and socks, and even two bags of aunt's towel, were prepared for her by Lao Hu long ago.

When she leaves, she just needs to change into a suit.

As she went down the stairs, she ran back.

When Lao Hu stood in front of the wooden building with both hands on his back and made a rhinoceros look at the moon, which showed his master demeanor, he frowned slightly when he heard her banging back.

After waiting for Helan Xiaoxin to come out, he stepped forward and asked, "what did you go back to do?"

"Got something."

He Lan Xiaoxin said, raising his hand and shaking it in front of him.

The thing immediately clattered.

It's a piece of paper.

Hu mietang looked back and laughed.

No matter how tall a person is, he will like to be flattered and adored.

In particular, the people who do these things are Helan Xiaoxin from a rich family.

I don't know when Lao Hu fell in love with calligraphy.

This is a persistent person. Once he is interested in something, he will devote himself to it.

If he didn't, he wouldn't be the number one player in the world today, even though talent is very important.

After Lao Hu fell in love with practicing calligraphy, it was the same.

As long as he was free, he would stand at his desk and practice calligraphy in addition to eating and sleeping. Even Alina's normal women's needs were ignored.

After three or five years of hard training, one day when Qin Yuguan took some of his wives to Lao Hu's house, he was like he Miao who had been waiting for sweet dew for a long time. Without saying three words, he took Lao Qin to his study.

In less than half a minute, with the inkstone that is said to have been used by Wang Xizhi and the Lanhao produced by Yan Zhenqing's descendants, on the Luoyang paper that Xue Tao had praised, four big characters were written: "high mountains and flowing water."

Then, just like the little Jingba who is expecting the master to feed him a bone, he looks at Lao Qin pitifully.

I hope that Lao Qin will fall in love with his calligraphy.

It is said that at that time, Lao Qin's left leg arched, his right leg pedaled, his left hand like searching for things, his right hand like embracing a baby, holding that pair of words. After carefully examining it for five minutes, he closed his eyes slightly, and his mouth could not help smashing it. It seemed like a drunkard who had tasted ten years of good wine said with his unique Bass: "this word is more than twice as strong as dung beetle."

That time is not a liana and others pull, it is estimated that the old Hu two people have to play a real fire.

The cruel attack from Lao Qin did not make Lao Hu's heart fade.

He firmly believed that Lao Qin was blind.

Either he was jealous that he could write words comparable to Wang Youjun's, which made Lao Qin particularly incompetent. Only then did he deliberately speak without conscience.

After being frustrated, Lao Hu became more and more fond of practicing calligraphy.

Almost to the point of obsession, can not eat, do not sleep, do not drink water, and even can not have a woman.

Lao Hu worked so hard that one day, he could smash a pair of words which were sold at a certain auction on Lao Qin's face and tear them up again.

He knew that besides his love for beautiful women, Lao Qin only loved money.

Some people even saw Lao Qin crying when he was drunk and mad, pointing at his charming wives and saying that he is now selling beautiful young women at a loss, which costs only 20000 yuan each. Anyone who can buy them all at once can get a 15% discount——

How poor is a person, or how much does he love money, before he can say such heartless words?

Lao Hu is too lazy to manage.

Anyway, he just needs to know that Lao Qin loves money very much.

In front of Lao Qin's face, tearing up the words with huge value must be better than killing him and letting Lao Hu get rid of his hatred.

In order to achieve this great goal, Lao Hu continued to practice calligraphy every day when he was "accompanying" Helan Xiaoxin.

Every time before practicing calligraphy, Lao Hu has to take a bath and change clothes, clean his hands and burn incense. After standing in front of his desk and closing his eyes for a long time, he will only have one pair of eyes. With his right hand, which may be more suitable for killing people, he will grasp the brush and write in one go.

These days, he has written thousands of works.

"This work has the elegance of not eating people's fireworks."

This is what Lao Hu deliberately conceals who the author is when he shows her a piece of work he is most proud of. He only hopes that she can speak her mind after carefully reading the work.

Of course, Lao Hu was secretly overjoyed.

In an instant, she felt that he LAN Xiaoxin was 10000 times more lovely than Lao Hu. Before she coughed, she called him the author of this pair of words. She said again: "frankly speaking, the person who wrote this pair of words must be 100% stupid. I don't know what calligraphy is. It is estimated that when he wrote this, his mind was full of excrement. Only in this way can he write words that are not written by people. Just a, cough, uncle. Do you have an iron at home? My dress is wrinkled and needs ironing

Helan Xiaoxin, born in a famous family, has received the most traditional noble education since he was a child.

As early as when she was in junior high school, her copy of "preface to the Orchid Pavilion collection" won the special prize of the National Youth Calligraphy Competition.

If she had not been determined to help Helan Fusu, she would have been a heavyweight in the Calligraphy Association.

Therefore, when she evaluates someone's calligraphy works, the comments she gives, even if they are not authoritative, are absolutely pertinent and unbiased.

However, she didn't expect that the calligraphy work which she scolded was not as good as the bloody one, would be the hard work of Hu Mie Tang for several years.

It was not until she found that Lao Hu's eyes were full of essence, like a fierce tiger who wanted to choose people to eat, that she immediately realized that she was scolding the wrong person——

This just immediately found an excuse, before Lao Hu became angry, he wiped oil on the soles of his feet and ran away.

It is also after that that, Lao Hu no longer let Helan Xiaoxin comment on his words.

Like Lao Qin, she felt that she was a man without eyes. If you show her, you will only be hit by jealousy.

Lao Hu is not a slut. When he is sick, he deliberately looks for someone to abuse him.

But there is no doubt that after being criticized by He Lan Xiaoxin, Lao Hu faintly understood that he might not be the material to be a calligrapher.

For the hobby of practicing calligraphy, also plummeted.

But in my spare time, I will still stand in front of my desk, humming unknown songs, and write a few brushstrokes freely.

Before writing, of course, I will not bathe and change clothes, clean hands and burn incense.

Even if you just squat on the toilet and don't wash your hands, you'll catch a wolf's hair and dip it in ink.

After writing, hold up with both hands, praise a few good words, good words - put that pair of good words aside.

When it rained at noon the day before yesterday, there were some cracks in the window, and Lao Hu took his ink and mounted it on it.

Not to mention, each price of more than 30 yuan a piece of good rice paper, waterproof ability is still very good.

But it's just some rice paper with good waterproof performance. For Lao Hu, who is worth hundreds of millions of yuan, it doesn't matter at all.

So when Lao Hu decided to withdraw from the Great Wall overnight and return to the city, he ignored those works.

But I didn't expect that Helan Xiaoxin was about to go downstairs, but he ran back and brought a pair.

Lao Hu was a little bit embarrassed and angry. He gave a cold hum: "hum, this is to take it back to the city, or even put it on the calligraphy exhibition, so that those ordinary people who have no eyes can criticize us all?"

After he felt that his works might not be able to be elegant, of course, Lao Hu didn't want to show off and make more people laugh at him.

In particular, I think that on every piece of work, there are his precious seal - the stage name nostalgic master.

It is estimated that this stage name alone will make people scold half to death.

"Second uncle, what do you say?"

Helan Xiaoxin's face is serious, holding calligraphy and painting in his left hand and putting his right hand on his chest: "please believe that I am talking with my conscience. Those works you wrote before are really rubbish - second uncle, you are the elder. At least we should have the manner of listening to the younger generation finish their words. "

"You, tell me. Go on

This sentence came from the cleft teeth of the iron faced old Hu.

After making sure that Lao Hu would not go crazy, He Lan Xiaoxin continued boldly: "but this work has already shown the unique style of contemporary calligraphers. Second uncle, congratulations. With your perseverance, you have finally opened the door of art. "

"What? ha-ha. Helan Xiaoxin, do you think there is something wrong with my second uncle? "

Hu mietang said, raised his hand and nodded his head: "so, you just come to cajole me, just to please me and try to protect you."

With a puff, Helan Xiaoxin suddenly knelt on the ground.

Startled Lao Hu, he quickly stepped back. As soon as she wanted to say something, she raised her right hand and swore to the moon, "if I, Helan Xiaoxin, deliberately deceive my second uncle, I will die of ulceration."