I Can Extract Abilities From Antiques

After Wang Chengfeng's finale calligraphy and painting were taken away at the price of 31,000, the disaster relief party has come to an end since then.

"Thank you to all the gentlemen and ladies who came to the disaster relief party tonight," the host said aloud.

"The true love is forever, and the moving is always there. Tonight, with the generous donations of all the guests, a total of 112.5w of disaster relief funds have been raised. This is not only a kind of love, but also everyone's sense of social responsibility from the heart. Thank you.

"Finally, along with a beautiful singing, I announce that the disaster relief party has ended successfully.

As the host's voice fell, a piece of music sounded from the speakers at the venue.

"Knock gently to wake up the sleeping soul, slowly open your eyes, and see if the busy world is still turning around in loneliness."

"The spring breeze is incomprehensible, blowing the young man's heart, making the tears on his face dry yesterday with memory. . . .

Listening to "Tomorrow Will Be Better" on the radio, Hu Muzhi knew that Long Guo's tomorrow would be better.

In 1991, this was the year that world history changed its era.

447 The floods in East China this year were raging, and we were united together to form the most majestic mountain, standing in the flood and persevering in the heavy rain.

This year, Long Guo removed the bandage and walked from the ward to the field.

This year, Big Brother announced the disintegration.

And Long Guo will look at Big Brother's tombstone for a long time, but turn around with regret and firmness, and start to stretch his muscles and bones, just waiting for the loudest dragon roar next spring.

Then it rose into the air and went straight to Jiuxiao.

This year, we kept warm in the cold night and blossomed in the suffering. This is our difficult growth road.

When the storm came, we thought the world was going to collapse, and in the fog, we thought we had fallen off a cliff.

But when the lightning pierced the sky and the thunder rang through the fields, we raised our heads and opened our eyes, and we were surprised to see that the dark clouds were dispersing.

Plain truths do not lead to great victories.

Because it is steep, it is wonderful, and because it is bumpy, it is exciting.

Long Guo, indisputable for a short time, finally ushered in a different fate after years of grudges with the old (bjci) eldest brother.

Not only has it successfully survived the catastrophe at the end of the Cold War, but in the near future, it will return to the top of the world step by step in a way that the West has never imagined.

After the song finished playing, Hu Muzhi looked at Xia Yurou and said, "It's over, let's go too.

"Yeah." Xia Yurou nodded.

Since neither of them took any calligraphy and paintings, they didn't have to go to the backstage to pay for the process.

The two got up from their seats and walked outside the venue.

At this time, outside the venue, Wang Chengfeng and Lin Wentai and other calligraphers' associations were standing at the door to send the guests who came to the disaster relief party.

When I meet someone I know, I say hello, and when I meet someone I don't know, I also nod to express my gratitude for being here tonight.

When Hu Muzhi and Xia Yurou came to the entrance of the venue, Wang Chengfeng nodded towards Hu Muzhi and Xia Yurou, as if he was treating other guests, as a greeting.

However, Lin Wentai hurried up to meet him and was about to call the teacher when he thought about what Hu Muzhi had warned before.

So the word teacher was abruptly held back by him, and he changed his words: "Muzhi, thank you very much for your support today.

"Mr. Lin is very polite." Hu Muzhi waved his hand.

"I will send you, Muzhi." Lin Wentai said enthusiastically.

"You still have guests to entertain, so don't bother." Hu Muzhi waved his hand and refused.

However, Lin Wentai insisted on sending Hu Muzhi to the elevator.

And all of this was seen by Wang Chengfeng.

"What's going on in Wentai? How can he be so enthusiastic about a young man? Also, Wentai called this young man Muzhi just now? Could it be the same friend as my grandson's friend?" Wang Chengfeng was very puzzled.

He still understands Lin Wentai's character, and he won't follow suit just because the other party is rich and powerful.

There is only one reason why he can be treated so politely, and his ability is stronger than him.

What ability does this young man have to surpass Lin Wentai? Wang Chengfeng couldn't understand.

As Lin Wentai returned, Wang Chengfeng asked curiously, "Wentai, who is that young man? 35

"The grandson of a friend of mine. Lin Wentai made a random excuse.

"Wentai, you are not being honest." Wang Chengfeng sighed.

"President Wang, why am I being dishonest?" Lin Wentai asked in confusion.

"You said that he is your friend's grandson, that is a junior, since he is a junior, why are you so polite to him? Even polite to the point of respect. Wang Chengfeng explained.

As the so-called authorities are confused, bystanders are clear.

Lin Wentai didn't feel it, but Wang Chengfeng could see it clearly. When Lin Wentai communicated with the other party, he showed the respect.

"Is there?" Lin Wentai asked noncommittally.

Seeing that Lin Wentai didn't answer his question directly, Wang Chengfeng began to have some doubts. Could it be that the words were really written by the young man?

Only this possibility could make Lin Wentai respect him so much.

Thinking of this, Wang Chengfeng asked directly: "Wentai, tell me honestly, is that the handwriting of this young man?"

Lin Wentai was taken aback by this question, and then asked instead: "President Wang, do you think a young man can write that kind of character? 99

"Originally I thought it was impossible, but your performance made me doubt it, it's very possible." Wang Chengfeng replied.

Lin Wentai smiled and shook his head: "President Wang, don't guess, no matter how you ask, I won't say anything.

Seeing that Lin Wentai did not answer him directly, Wang Chengfeng decided to let his grandson find a chance to ask in the future.

Outside the hotel.

Hu Muzhi looked at the time, and it was almost 11 o'clock.

Then he looked up at the night and said with a smile, "The weather is really nice today, and the moon and stars are sparse. Would you like to go to Panjiayao together?"

"Okay. 35 The two hit it off, and they headed for Panjiayao.