Zhuang Bin and Meng Sen stood up, put down their tea cups and stood up.
"Hey, it's getting late, we have to go back!"
Zhuang Bin's voice sounded, and he looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Xiaobai, you have extensive knowledge. If you have time, I really want to take two or three days to have a good chat!"
"Yeah, it's already ten o'clock before I know it!"
Meng Sen also stood up and said: "However, time flies by so fast. Every year, we are getting older and older!"
"Come to Xiaozhuang and help me out!"
"Get out!" Zhuang Bin glared at Meng Sen, this old guy is shameless.
But after saying this word, the three of them couldn't help laughing.
Jiang Xiaobai looked there, his eyes full of strange colors.
In fact, he envied the three people's old life.
The interest is still there and has never been buried...
"Mr. Han, don't worry about framing the calligraphy that Xiaobai just wrote. Find someone to make two copies!"
Zhuang Bin looked at Han Zifu and said: "If you don't give us the original, let the head office make the rubbing!"
"Yes, remember to find a craftsman who is good at rubbings!" Meng Sen also said next to him.
They really liked the copybook about tea.
Five calligraphy variations, the same handwriting.
A treasure among the best.
Han Zifu smiled heartily and said: "Okay, but you go first. I will make rubbings later and frame them for you to send over!"
"Okay, let's go then!"
The two spoke at the same time and walked outside.
Along the way, Han Zifu and Jiang Xiaobai sent the two of them to the door of the hotel.
A car was waiting there, and after the two got in the car and left, they waved and left.
When the car completely left, Han Zifu's eyes fell on Jiang Xiaobai and said: "Xiaobai, it's getting late, you should go to bed early!"
"Go to your study, I have something to say!"
Jiang Xiaobai coughed dryly and thought about what he had done today. At least he had to say hello to Han Zifu.
"Something happened?"
Han Zifu was confused for a moment, then nodded and said: "Come to the study room to study!"
After saying that, he led Jiang Xiaobai towards the study.
When they came to the study, the two sat at the tea table again. Jiang Xiaobai brewed another pot of tea, poured two cups of tea, handed one to Han Zifu, and took out the car keys from his body.
Looking at Han Zifu who was drinking tea from his cup, he said, "I'm going to the School of Superpowers today!"
"oh?"
Han Zifu was surprised.
Does Jiang Xiaobai have any special powers?
While he was thinking, Jiang Xiaobai's voice sounded again: "Kill someone by the way!"
"puff!"
Han Zifu turned his head and sprayed tea all over the floor. Then he frowned and looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Xiaobai, are you kidding me?"
"No, seriously!"
As Jiang Xiaobai spoke, he elaborated.
While listening, Han Zifu frowned tightly. When Jiang Xiaobai mentioned killing Zhong Yue with a sword, Han Zifu's brows relaxed.
The process was very irritating, but Jiang Xiaobai killing Zhong Yue made people feel comfortable.
But after all, killing is inappropriate.
"Is that all you have to say?"
As Han Zifu said, he suddenly thought of something: "Didn't the college's law enforcement team make things difficult for you?"
"That's the problem!"
Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and said: "When we were leaving, the law enforcement team showed up. After finally seeing your car, they all left!"
"Really?"
Han Zifu was startled, and finally sighed and said: "Although it is not advisable to kill someone, it has happened, so let's do it!"
After saying that, he poured himself a cup of tea.
Jiang Xiaobai coughed dryly, he knew what Han Zifu meant.
It's very simple, don't think about this matter, just let it go.
but……
At that moment, Jiang Xiaobai was about to speak but stopped.
"Why, what else is there?" Han Zifu saw Jiang Xiaobai's expression, picked up the teacup and continued drinking tea as he spoke.
"I also killed two battle tower masters!" Jiang Xiaobai said directly.
"Pfft, cough..."
Han Zifu instantly choked on his tea. After coughing twice, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Kill two battle tower masters? Xiaobai, are you kidding me?"
Jiang Xiaobai killed the battle tower level master?
Is Jiang Xiaobai’s own strength so strong?
Aren't you from the ancient medical family?
"I'm not kidding, I'm serious!" Jiang Xiaobai said.
After Han Zifu put down his tea cup, he did not speak, but became deep in thought.
Jiang Xiaobai watched, said nothing, and waited quietly.
After a long time, Han Zifu raised his head, looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "I don't think you owe me any favors. I don't know about this either. I only know that I appreciate your calligraphy and I lent you my car!"
Jiang Xiaobai was shocked when he heard this. He took a deep breath and said, "If you do this, will you..."
"What could it be? What does your misunderstanding have to do with me?"
As Han Zifu spoke, a smile emerged: "Am I right?"
Jiang Xiaobai's expression was filled with confusion, and he cupped his fists at Han Zifu and said, "Thank you, Mr. Han!"
After speaking, he picked up the teapot and poured Han Zifu a cup of tea himself.
Han Zifu said this, the knowledge inside is great.
If Han Zifu takes the responsibility directly, then even if he goes, he will be tied up because he still has to worry about whether it will cause trouble to Han Zifu.
But now that Han Zifu said this, he could still use the name, and he could completely let go of his hands and feet.
Han Zifu glared at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "That said, don't go too far, and try to avoid killing people!"
After a pause in his voice, Han Zifu said: "Are you really that strong?"
Han Zifu took a sip of tea and almost spit it out again.
Shaking his head, he smiled wryly.
But he could tell that Jiang Xiaobai was serious.
After Han Zifu regained his composure, he took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "I don't care what you do at the Ability Academy, but you must pay attention to the Federation of Literary and Art Circles!"
"I have to get first place in calligraphy!"
"Can!"
Jiang Xiaobai nodded with a smile.
This is not difficult for him.
Get one?
Does he have more than one goal?
At half past ten, after drinking a pot of tea, Jiang Xiaobai was ready to leave.
But when he stood up, Han Zifu's voice sounded, pointing to the car keys on the table and saying: "Don't leave the keys behind!"
Jiang Xiaobai then thought of something, smiled, picked up the car key and said, "Thank you, Mr. Han, for reminding me!"
After saying this, when he left and walked towards the room, Han Zifu stood up and took out the words Jiang Xiaobai had written previously from the bookshelf on the side.
While observing, the admiration on his face emerged again.
Jiang Xiaobai may not even know that this copybook has undoubtedly become a treasure at this moment.
Half an hour later, Han Zifu put down the calligraphy and sighed: "It's really good calligraphy. I'm really curious what kind of masterpiece this guy will write if he is serious!"
After saying that, Han Zifu took it and started gesturing in the study.