"Okay, I'll testify!" An old man came over with Qin Simu, and he said, "Facts are better than words."

This old man is Ye Chunhua, and there is also the old principal Ye Qiushi standing beside him. Although two old men are one in their sixties and one in their seventies, they are both very strong.

Then, the two old men began to appreciate the couplets sent by Tang and Song, which were not couplets. The two old men kept nodding while looking at the couplets. Ye Qiushi looked at Tang and Song with joy, and he said, "Scholars should treat each other with admiration for three days. Tang and Song, you really don't make a sound, and you make a big splash."

Ye Chunhua was still a little skeptical, and he asked Tang Song: "This is really what you wrote."

"Grandpa, I have said it several times." Qin Simu was like a well-behaved little girl next to her grandfather.

Ye Chunhua smiled and said, "I mean, this kind of work should have become famous for a long time, why is he still unknown to this day?"

Qin Simu said: "That's not simple. Some people like to be arrogant; some people like to play in advanced ways~~"

Qin Simu was talking to her grandfather, but her eyes were staring at Tang Song. She was blaming him for not telling her in advance that she had kept such a skill. She always felt that honest people like Tang Song were as rare as pandas, so they must be protected. What surprised her was that they did not need any protection at all. This was not a panda, it was clearly a monster that looked like a panda. At the same time, Qin Simu was also wondering if Tang Song was really honest. Is there such an honest person who was a strong fighter, a piano expert, or a calligraphy master?

Tang and Song Dynasty knew that they were suffering. Now they were in the limelight, but their talent values ​​were getting less and less. What should I do if I used up in the future? Even if the success rate of confession is 100%, I will also slap with her. Finally, she said to you, Dear, I want to listen to you playing the piano; Dear, I want to see you write big words; Dear, I want me to be so heartless. What should I do then? Say I can do it? Playing the piano randomly, and ghost painting talismans will definitely make me unable to hide; saying that I can't do it, those are all done by the system, wouldn't I want to meow again? This will definitely not be slap again. The cat's claws no longer scratched his heart, and scratched his face instead, and at the least it would be slap it into Tang Bohu, and at the worst it would be slap into Tang Sanzang.

"Yes." Ye Chunhua nodded and said, "Young people know how to restrain their sharpness and will become great in the future."

"Tang and Song dynasty." The old principal looked at the time and said, "There is still some time left for the banquet. How about accompanying the old man?"

Tang Song nodded and said, "Of course there is no problem."

"Then let's go." The old principal patted Tang Song on the shoulder lightly, and the two walked towards the elevator together.

"bite!"

When the elevator arrived at the top floor, Tang Song and the old principal walked out of the elevator together. The top floor of Longxi Hotel was originally a cafe, but it was deserted because of the reservation tonight. Tang Song followed the old principal to the floor-to-ceiling glass. Outside the window, there was a small town of Longxi with thousands of lights. It was the second hometown of the old principal and the place where the ancestors of the Tang and Song dynasties lived for generations.

"I love this place, not only because there is my beloved classroom, not only because there are girls I love. It only provides me with shelter in those old times, and heals my soul's wounds. It makes me no longer hate D, who has brought about ten years of turmoil. He makes me full of hope for this country again. Since I walk on the road, even if the future is long." For some reason, the old principal suddenly became sentimental. Tang and Song Dynasty knew that the old man was infected by something and had something to say, so he chose to listen.

The old man continued, "For decades, I have been following my father's instructions before my death. My Ye family does not seek fame, wealth, but only seeks iron-mindedness. The old man did it. He did not mess with others, but he was never willing to be punished. For this reason, he eventually lost his life. On this 70th birthday, I don't know how many people will poke my backbone. The 69th anniversary of fame that I cherished like a feather was destroyed overnight, but I don't regret it. I don't seek fame, wealth, but only seeks iron-mindedness. My family sacrifices are also given to my husband, and I, Ye Qiushi."

Tang Song looked at the old principal's silhouette gradually moving closer to the bow, and didn't know what to say. The old man also had a granddaughter, but he was very different from Qin Simu. Yes, she was not a beauty. The old man's decision was selfless and selfish, which was a decision that required generations of consequences. To put it a disgusting word, he was not a famous lady, and he lacked excellent genes. The two brothers opened up the gap in this generation.

The old man took out an invitation and handed it to Tang Song. He said, "There are not many people I mentioned, but actually few people I want to invite."

Tang and Song Dynasty took the invitation and saw that he was the one who had birthday birthdays, but Ye Chunhua signed it. From the old principal to the younger brother of the rank of the border official, this is the difference between Chunhua and Qiushi. Ye Chunhua said: "I made a report three years ago. The school needed funds to replace a large number of teaching tools, but it was delayed. My younger brother of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank

So that's it, Tang Song immediately understood. This invitation is also a collection order. The person who received the order is not necessarily the person the old principal wanted to invite, and Li Dazhuang, who did not receive the invitation, was not the person who was ignored. It turned out that Li Dazhuang was the most respected student of the old principal. Hey, it seems that he still has himself now, and he has not posted it.

Tang Song immediately said, "Old Principal, I will write another copy for you tonight."

"Oh." The old principal waved his hand and said, "Tang Song, you've finished saying good things. Now the old man has to say a few unpleasant words."

Tang Song said: "You said."

"I don't know your family situation. You should find a way to reduce the burden on your family." The old principal said: "Tonight you have to write it well and take the things you wrote for auction. I will immediately arrange it and give you the best pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then let my nephew send it to the auction house to make it hype and make sure to buy a good price. Now, come with me and we'll have a meal."

Afterwards, the two left the top floor and came to the restaurant. The main seat was in the private room where Tang Song went last time. Tang Song walked into the private room and felt something was wrong. They were both big shots. Qin Simu's uncle Ye Guoze was also there. This was an official who was bigger than the governor. Before the old principal could speak, Tang Song immediately made up a reason to leave as if he was running away. He went to sit on the table that was not even the county magistrate shortlisted? Is this life worthless?

By chance, Tang Song heard someone calling him shortly after he left the house. He took two steps back and saw that the person calling him in the private room was really a Xiaotian dog. Needless to say, there must be Erlang Shen where there is Xiaotian dog. Erlang Shen smiled and said to Tang Song: "Student Tang, how about he not getting drunk and not returning when we come today?"

Perhaps because they are also alumni of Jackie Chan Middle School, the seat card with Qin Tao's name written on it was also placed here. At this moment, Qin Tao was gambled at Tang and Song, don't come, don't come. Then, he pointed to Jian Nanchun on the table. The meaning was obvious, they wanted to take the opportunity to drink you and make you unable to write well.

If Qin Tao didn't suggest it, Tang Song really didn't want to sit with Erlang Shen and the others. With his suggestion, Tang Song immediately slipped in. Little girl, I was worried that there was no place to drink this pound of white wine, so you came to your door. Hehe, the spring breeze blows, the war drums and thunders, who are you still afraid of now?

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