Mystery Makes Me Strong

After Wen Rende spent about ten minutes reciting this long Fu, the atmosphere of the party disrupted by the sudden episode was completely restored.

The crowd no longer cared about the tossing just now, but became enthusiastic and began to discuss the long Fu he recited.

"This poem and Fu is really magnificent, and it makes people feel an openness in front of them."

"I didn't expect Mr. Wen Rende to write such a grand chapter. It seems that he is also a modern master hidden among the people."

"That's right. Compared with the state of life shown in the Fu, what the master did just now really doesn't matter."

"I have a feeling," a mystery expert frowned, "that master seems to be a counterfeit, seemingly open-minded, but a villain, much worse than me. Strength can be disguised, but heart cannot be disguised."

"I see. Is this what Mr. Wenren really wants to tell us?" Someone thought.

At the party, there are naturally many mysterious experts.

In the past, everyone preconceived, because Mr. Zhao's introduction, plus the mysterious master, everyone returned to the basics, even if ordinary experts sensed that Ding Chengshan was abnormal, they would not say it.

Wen Rensheng listened to everyone's discussion, and was a little moved. Although De Ge was powerless, he did everything a father could do.

Just listening, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly realized that many people seemed to think that Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou" was written by De Ge himself.

However, before he became an expert, he wrote this out of a feeling when he was reading a book in the study room. At that time, he relied on "extraordinary memory", found it from the memory of his previous life, and finally wrote it in the blank space next to the page of the book. ...

At that time, he subconsciously thought that this long poem must exist in this world, so he didn't deliberately check it on the Internet.

Now it seems that it does not appear on this world line.

Thinking of this, he finally understood, no wonder Brother De had to recite such a long fu instead of other poems in this public event.

Of course, the other party would not recite other poems. After all, the ones that De Ge can recite have existed in history, and they cannot be pretended...

At this time, Zhao Han excitedly said to Wen Rensheng: "I never expected that uncle would have such a peerless talent. I thought he would just copy it... I have never heard of such a magnificent and magnificent talent before. Gefu rich in philosophy. Gefu of this level will definitely be included in our textbooks."

She sincerely admired her, her eyes were filled with the expression of a scumbag looking at an immortal.

"It's not bad. I'm not sure whether Brother De is talented or not. But what I can be sure of is that his face must be peerless..." Wen Rensheng said quietly.

Wu Shanshan at the side has already guessed the truth, shaking her head and smiling.

She said in a low voice, "You made the song and fu, right? I didn't expect you to have such a deep understanding. No wonder you can become an expert in one year. At least the realm is enough."

"No, I didn't do this, I just stood on the shoulders of giants." Of course Wen Rensheng would not keep it for himself, he is an honest man.

"You're really humble." Wu Shanshan's face was full of disbelief, and her eyes were also full of admiration, but the object of admiration was different from that of Zhao Han.

"Whatever you think, as long as you're happy." Wen Rensheng shook his head and said.

At this time, Mr. Zhao took advantage of the atmosphere and started to do business: a wave of advertisements for Tianxing Club, one for recruiting and the other for business.

Everyone cheered one after another, saying that they want to introduce the young handsome man, or introduce some business.

In the eager atmosphere, a hearty female voice sounded:

"Haha, it seems that we came late and missed the good show. Old Zhao, brother Wenren, I'm really sorry."

When everyone looked up, they saw two well-looking middle-aged men and women walking into the backyard from the entrance.

After Wen Rensheng looked at it, he found that the person who came was the Hu Yuanxiang sister and brother whom he met during the last assessment.

Behind them was a pair of honest-looking young men and women. They were Hu Qingyang and Xu Huijuan whom they met during the last assessment.

"The two seniors have important responsibilities and are busy with business. They came here specially to cheer. I was rude if I didn't go out to greet them." Mr. Zhao immediately smiled warmly and walked over to greet him.

Wen Rensheng also walked over, and the other party obviously came to fulfill the agreement in the last assessment, to transfer the two candidates over for him to teach.

Sure enough, after exchanging pleasantries, Hu Yuanxiang said that the two had already accepted these two as disciples, but there were many things to do, and they hoped to train them in Tianxing Club.

Mr. Zhao naturally agreed, and he would accept it only because of the face of the two experts.

Not to mention, the novice aliens who can become the children of experts must have a certain probability of becoming experts, otherwise, no one will ask for trouble.

Then, amidst all kinds of communication, the sky was getting late, and the party slowly came to an end.

And at this time, the Su Yuan who spoke to Wen Rensheng first, walked slowly after talking with the others.

"Mr. Wenren, it's getting late, and we have to say goodbye. If you need, you can come to my west, this is my business card." She smiled lightly, and then waved her hand.

The old butler in a suit and leather shoes behind her immediately handed over a delicate card with both hands.

The whole body of the card is sandy yellow, with names and contact information on it, and the background is endless yellow sand, giving people a sense of loneliness and grandeur.

"Thank you, Mrs. Su really has a heart." Wen Rensheng said sincerely, and then took it with both hands.

"Where is there, Mr. Wenren is a double master, father and son are good at each game, and they will surely become a family in the future." Obviously, Su Yuanshi has also confirmed the authenticity of "Ding Chengshan".

Wen Rensheng smiled and said, "Madam praises you."

Afterwards, Su Yuanshi and the butler bid farewell and left.

Then Wen Rensheng and his family accompanied Mr. Zhao to send off the guests one by one, and the party finally ended without any danger.

In the end, Mr. Zhao sent the people from Wenren's family to the door in person.

"As I said, let me handle this matter, you don't have to worry about it." Mr. Zhao reassured Wen Rensheng, and at the same time stretched out his hand.

"Then it's hard work for Mr. Zhao." Wen Rensheng shook hands with the other party.

"It's okay, I haven't thanked you for your reminder before." Mr. Zhao said meaningfully, holding it hard.

Everyone else thought it was what happened at the party, but Wen Rensheng understood that the other party seemed to have learned the truth from the story he told earlier.

Otherwise, the other party would not be so hard now...

In this case, I don't need to report to the Inspectorate anymore.

"Haha, Mr. Zhao is indeed a decent person." Wen Rende laughed loudly, his eyes completely relaxed.

Wen Rensheng's family then walked towards their home on the east side along the quiet sidewalk.

Mr. Zhao watched them leave, nodded slightly, and then returned to the villa.

Everyone thought about their own thoughts and walked silently.

Only Zhao Han hasn't recovered from the excitement of the party, jumping back and forth, looking for someone to talk to.

"Sister Shanshan, how is my performance today?" She said while holding Wu Shanshan's hand.

"Well, they performed very well," Wu Shanshan nodded, "I ate a lot, and I didn't lose money."

"Uh... I will exercise hard to lose weight." Zhao Han said speechlessly, and then found Wen Rende again.

"Uncle, what's the name of the poem you recited today? It's really amazing. After listening to it, I seem to understand the universe and life." She said admiringly.

Wen Rende was taken aback for a moment, and muttered in a low voice: "So it's called 'fu', I thought it was also a poem."

"Uncle, what did you say?" Zhao Han was a little surprised.

"Oh, I mean, the name of that poem is - "Xiaoyaoyou"." Wen Rende put on a show.

""Getaway"? Good name, I'll post it in Moments now, but luckily the teacher gave me 'super memory', otherwise I really wouldn't be able to remember it." Zhao Han took out his phone and started typing.

"Do you like this kind of song very much? After I go back, I can make a few more songs for you," Wen Rende took the opportunity to say, "However, I can only make such a good song if I drink good wine..."

"Uh..." Zhao Han secretly glanced at Wen Rensheng, and couldn't help but want to agree, when Ouyang Ling twisted Wen Rende's ear.

"I clearly told you not to drink alcohol, and then I secretly drank it at the party to save face at the meeting, so it's hard to blame you, aren't you satisfied?" Ouyang Ling said angrily.

It was only then that Zhao Han remembered that Aunt Ouyang had clearly told her to keep Wen Rende from drinking.

As a result, she ate happily and forgot all about it. I really have an extraordinary memory, a fool who can't be saved...