Three days later.

Zhong Yue checked the four treasures of the study and put them in a long and narrow leather box.

After lunch, Aunt Liu replaced a bouquet of newly bought flowers. Zhong Yue came out of the room and walked down the stairs.

"Xiao Yue wakes up?"

"Yeah." After lunch, Zhong Yue glanced for a while and asked, "Did Amin say he wanted to come? If not, I'll take the subway to Kaihongxuan by myself."

"I said that, I told me last night that I was afraid that you would go alone, so I would go with you no matter how hard it was. Today is the weekend. The youth of the country said he would not go."

Zhong Yue nodded, and he naturally understood that if Ouyang Guoqing followed, then in disguise he would become the power behind Zhong Yue. If he wins, it would be nothing. If he loses, the market with a little paint may be affected. After all, Ouyang International spent a lot of energy and financial resources this time to take this first step.

“The flowers are pretty.”

Aunt Liu smiled, "Yes, I think it's pretty good. In the past, Mr. Ouyang always said that flowers are not practical, but my wife likes them. Although I don't come to live for a long time, when I come, I see a little green, which is pleasing to the eye, right?"

"Yes." Zhong Yue glanced at the plastic garbage bag on the side, "I'll go out later."

"No, I'll do it."

Zhong Yue picked up the full plastic bag and said, "It's okay. It's a matter of by the way."

"You kid, that, will you come back for dinner tonight?"

Zhong Yue thought about it and said that if he lost, he really didn't have the shame to see someone. He smiled and said, "I should come. If I don't come, I will definitely call you."

"Okay. Aunt Liu will cook you the braised pork that can't be added to sugar."

Zhong Yue nodded and said, "Okay."

The dishes in Shanghai are mostly sweet, so Zhong Yue is naturally not used to eating them. Put sugar in braised pork to the point where it can be pulled. Is it so sweet and not greasy?

He walked out of the villa and placed the garbage bag in a large trash can outside the yard.

"Brother Yue."

Zhong Yue turned around and looked over, "You are wearing..."

Zhong Yue was speechless. He saw that he was wearing a long gown, like a blind fortune teller under the overpass, and was in a loose and slim look. "If you have that erhu, you can go and sing."

Ouyang Ming took off his sunglasses, "What? Isn't this outfit literary enough?"

"Change it quickly, it's embarrassing."

“…”

Ouyang Ming took off his long shirt directly, "Okay, I'll stop pretending to be literary."

"You are not a literary youth, you are a nerve."

Zhong Yue put the leather box in the back seat and made it in himself. Today Ouyang Ming did not drive his two cool sports cars, but a business sedan.

"I say you don't use it, I'll just go by myself."

"That won't work. You are now Master Qi Shuzhong, how can you not have an assistant around you?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "A master of the Ouyang family, being an assistant? I'm so proud."

"Don't let it go, Brother Yue. Do you know how much I admire you? I used to want to be a cultural person. I sat together, drank tea, talked about my life ideals, and talked about my philosophy, and I was so handsome."

"You'll have a tea too."

Ouyang Ming said: "Haha, it's not a material for studying, otherwise I would also like to have some ink in my stomach. Do you know how much it costs to enter Kaihongxuan today?"

"How much? Is it cost to go in?"

"You don't know how naive Wang Ge was. He contacted several media outlets and made crazy publicity and hype. Kai Hongxuan said that he was an invitation letter and secretly asked the navy to sell it. It was obvious that he was selling tickets. Now he has been hyped up to 2,000 yuan."

Zhong Yue sneered, "Does Wang Ge still think about things that are left-minded?"

"I heard from my dad that the copyright of exclusive video broadcast was sold, and the online live broadcast was synchronized."

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, "From this attitude, I'm sure I'm done."

No wonder Ouyang Guoqing and Ouyang Kaishan did not mention this incident two days ago. I think it would be a lot of pressure on Zhong Yue.

"You don't seem to worry at all?"

Ouyang Ming laughed and said, "You are not nervous, I'm worried about a hammer. Just like our school's final exam, the more I get, the more I get."

Zhong Yue looked at the backward view outside the car window, "Then you are so awesome..."

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...

The car arrived outside Kaihongxuan.

Zhong Yue had just gotten off the car and was hugged by a group of reporters with various "torture instruments".

"Mr. Zhong, is there any pressure to challenge Xiao Kai Wang?"

"Mr. Zhong, your lacquer book is so powerful, why should you choose small calligraphy to compete?"

"I heard that you went to the brushwork that did not pass on for the secret of Wang's family. Is this the case?"

"You are recognized by the masters of calligraphy at a young age. It is rumored that you are a descendant of Zhong Yao. Do you also have a family heirloom that is secret and does not pass on?"

Zhong Yue heard all kinds of questions coming up, "Everyone, please give me a purity in the calligraphy world."

The scene was a little quiet.

"Then don't you choose to be interviewed by a reporter?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Accept, but I haven't challenged it yet. If I win, I can say anything. If I lose, isn't it just a slap in the face?"

The scene suddenly burst into laughter.

Zhong Yue was able to joke, at least it confirmed that this fledgling boy was not nervous.

"No matter whether you win or lose, I will accept everyone's interview. Now please give in."

These journalists and elder brothers and sisters all made way when they heard Zhong Yue’s polite and humble appearance.

Zhong Yue looked at the uncle holding the wheat and said, "By the way, this uncle, correct your mistake. He is no longer Xiao Kai Wang. This is the previous bet, Mr. Wang Ge lost."

"Oh...haha. OK, Mr. Zhong, I understand."

Amid a chuckle, Zhong Yue took Ouyang Mingchao to Kaihongxuan.

"It's so interesting that the boy is like a master," the man chewing gum played with the camera in his hand, shook his head and sneered.

"You can't say that. What you mean is like Xiao Kai Wang, who is so cold, is it the image of a master?"

"Don't say it's useless, it's a mule or a horse. You'll know after you come out."

The man in the windbreaker shook his head and said, "He can beat Xiao Kai Wang, I will fall to the ground and eat **."

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...

Wang Ge, who was looking down at the upstairs, drank tea, put his long gown on his body, and slowly said, "Old Cao, are you crazy about these reporters? I asked them to do special reports before, and they all looked like old men and had to pay for money. Now I haven't invited them, and they all looked like psoriasis, and they can't even get rid of them."

"It's interesting. Lao Wang, newspapers and media have to eat. You can't leave a section for you Kaihongxuan. Hello, you've invited you, don't make any trouble at that time, and you'll lose some rice."

"Haha, in terms of calligraphy skills, I can't rank among the top 20 in Shanghai, but I've never been afraid of anyone in Xiaojian."

Lao Cao said, "Where are the people invited? Have you stuffed money?"

"Half of them are registered in Kaihongxuan. They know how to behave, not to mention that they don't need to do anything more. Although his skills in small calligraphy are a little better than those of his peers, they are not pure enough and far from enough to see."

"It's best if you're sure."

Wang Ge put the teacup next to him, "This time, I want him to come to Shanghai naked and go back naked!"
Chapter completed!