I Make Games To Restore Chinese Civilization

Gu Qiu and Han Lao took their seats again.

After what happened just now, Dong Chaohe almost confessed to Gu Qiu!

He gave Gu Qiu a gold card, as long as you come to Qiushuiju with the gold card, no matter who it is, it will be free!

The table was restocked with dishes.

And they were all done under Gu Qiu's instructions.

This meal, even Han Lao almost swallowed his tongue.

After the coaching, Dong Chaohe's level can be described as earth-shaking.

Almost no one spoke, and they kept stuffing food into their mouths.

Including Gu Qiu.

He was on the verge of tears.

So happy!

This long-lost feeling!

People always know the value of something after losing it!

The thing he regrets the most now is making "Happy Kitchen".

It's really not human life to eat fast food every day.

Satisfied with wine and food, Lao Gao's stomach was bulging, and the few people stopped their chopsticks in satisfaction.

Mr. Han rubbed his belly and sighed, "Little Gu, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I don't know what really delicious Chinese food is like until I reach this age."

Professor Lin smiled: "Yes, the ones I ate before... Hey, let's not talk about it."

"I really watched a big show today, and this trip to Qingcheng was not in vain."

Lu Guangping was sincerely moved.

Elder Han pointed to Gu Qiu: "That's not all due to Xiao Gu."

"Tell me how their parents raised such an excellent child, let alone such a profound literary attainment, even cooking!"

Professor Lin said with emotion: "I can't be envious."

Gu Qiu saw several people complimenting him one after another, stretched out his hands, pressed down, and smiled wryly.

"Several of you, you are all big men with high morals and high prestige, so there is no need to make fun of me."

"If you want me to do anything, just say it!"

Boss Han laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, I know I can't hide it from you, Xiao Gu."

He and Jeff Lin looked at each other, and said, "Ever since I saw your phrase in the video, I can't put it down, I can't sleep at night!"

"I've always wanted to find someone to write the words out, but in China, no one really has this ability!"

"Your typeface, with its elegant appearance and inner strength, is really hard to imitate!"

"Even Brother Yaoting, it's hard to put pen to paper."

Elder Han said earnestly: "I ask you loudly, I consider myself your elder, see... can my wish be fulfilled."

Jefu Lin and Lu Guangping also looked at Gu Qiu eagerly, looking like they wanted to get a picture back.

Gu Qiu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's a trivial matter, isn't it just writing!"

He called out the system panel.

After consuming a thousand hits, the thin gold body was restored.

He can use it skillfully.

Then, he used 2,000 popularity to restore the calligraphy of the book sage.

"Come on, one picture per person!"

Han and the others were overjoyed immediately!

He took out the pen and ink and the best rice paper that he had prepared a long time ago.

"Who do I write to first?"

Lu Guangping glanced left and right, and stood up: "Well, I have the audacity to post a picture first."

"Can."

Gu Qiu stretched out the pen and paper, and activated the restored thin gold body!

"Editor-in-Chief Lu is committed to the discovery of literature, and the prosperity of contemporary literature is due to you.

"I'll send you a sentence."

Gu Qiu is full of thick ink, and it's done in an instant!

"Let's try new tea with new fire, poetry and wine take advantage of the time!"

The layman's words with a strong character, an elegant air rushes to the face!

"good!"

Mr. Han immediately applauded!

Jeff Lin was even more intoxicated, looking at that sentence.

"Good words, good words... wonderful, really good!"

Lu Guangping's face flushed slightly, excited and excited.

"I can't afford it, I really can't afford it."

"Xiao Gu's literary talent, I am ashamed of it..."

Gu Qiu looked at Jeff Lin again.

"Professor Lin has devoted himself to the inheritance of ancient culture for decades. Even though he has suffered all the ups and downs, he has not changed his original intention. I admire it very much."

"I'll send you a sentence too!"

He held up the paper again, still using the thin gold body.

The tip of the pen is ink, and the pen goes like a dragon!

"Mochou has no confidant in the future, no one in the world knows the king!"

Old Han shouted excitedly: "Good sentence! Good sentence!"

"Majestic and majestic!"

"Give it to Brother Jeff, it's really good, it's perfect!"

He looked at Gu Qiu with emotion: "Little Gu really has a heart, your talent... hey, it makes people jealous."

The moment Jeff Lin saw those words, he froze in place.

Tears welled up in his eyes almost immediately!

He remembered the grievances he had suffered all these years.

Students brought by themselves are transferred to others.

Some friends or colleagues advised him not to waste time on useless things.

Burying your head in the pile of old papers can only waste your limited life in vain.

But he was really not reconciled.

He is already so old, if he is gone, in the next generation, will anyone still remember that glorious civilization?

After everyone has forgotten that glory, civilization will really come to an end.

Just like other lost civilizations.

Over the years, the eyes she has received and the pain she has suffered seem to have all gathered together.

Congealed on this word.

All released!

"No matter what, my Chinese civilization will not die!"

"Mochou has no confidant in the future, no one in the world knows the king!"