City: 100 Million Found in the Wall at the Beginning

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　　The Red Pavilion was not far from the Linjiang Garden where Chu Rao lived. The two walked back without taking a taxi.

　　While talking and laughing, Chu Rao's hand involuntarily took Shen Zhuo's arm again.

　　Just as Shen Zhuo and Chu Rao were walking to Linjiang Bieyuan, in a hotel room three streets away from the Red Pavilion, two old men were staring at the words on the table, and one of them, with white hair and beard, took the With a magnifying glass, his face almost touched the words.

　　This word is impressively the chanting needle that Shen Zhuo wrote in the art museum that day.

　　For a moment, the white-haired old man lifted his head from the words, his voice trembling: "It's really master-level calligraphy!"

　　"I didn't expect that in my lifetime, Qi Haishan, I could still see master-level calligraphy. I'm so lucky, so lucky!"

　　The white-haired old man is called Qi Haishan, 85 years old this year, a national treasure-level calligraphy master, in terms of seniority, he is the uncle of Liu Changqing, president of the Zhonghai Calligraphy Association.

　　This evening, Liu Changqing passed the photo of this character to Qi Haishan. As soon as Qi Haishan saw the photo, he immediately booked a flight and flew over.

　　After arriving at the hotel that Liu Changqing had booked for him, he didn't have time to rest, so he immediately opened the picture that Liu Changqing brought and observed it carefully.

　　"Uncle Shi, I didn't lie to you, right? Is this trip worthwhile?" Seeing Qi Haishan so excited, Liu Changqing said proudly.

　　"Changqing," Qi Haishan asked Liu Changqing, "Do you have the contact information of the master? I want to visit him."

　　"This..." Liu Changqing looked embarrassed, and then told Qi Haishan about the conflict with Shen Zhuo in the art museum that day.

　　"Confused," Qi Haishan said with an indignant expression: "Those who practice calligraphy first practice their minds, they can only reach the state of Haiqingheyan in their hearts when there is a storm outside, and then they can practice high-quality calligraphy, why don't you understand? ?"

　　"No matter what kind of skill, those who have made great achievements often show superhuman talents when they are young, so don't underestimate young people.

　　Besides, you are still fighting with a hairy boy at your age. This temperament has yet to be tempered! "

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Chapter 63 Win a City (3)

　　Liu Changqing lowered his head, his face ashamed: "Uncle Master taught you a lesson. Changqing has also thought about it for the past few days, and he feels ashamed that he has failed your old man's teachings."

　　"If you know that you are wrong, you will be saved. When conflicts are formed, you have to find a way to solve them. Since he can become a master, he must not be a narrow-minded person. Let's think of a way."

　　"Okay, I'll think of a way," Liu Changqing frowned, and for a moment, his eyes lit up: "By the way, there is a little girl in the Calligraphy Association, and they came together that day, I can contact her to see if I can help Let's talk and make peace."

　　"Then why don't you hurry up?"

　　"Okay uncle, don't worry, I'll contact you now."

　　After speaking, Liu Changqing took out his mobile phone and walked to the side to call someone to inquire about Chu Rao's contact information.

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　　"On my eighteenth birthday, my dad bought me this house in Linjiang Bieyuan. It has been more than two years now, and I have lived in it for less than half a year. I prefer the liveliness of the dormitory."

　　Looking at the splendid gate of Linjiang Bieyuan in front of her, Chu Rao, who was holding Shen Zhuo's arm, said with emotion.

　　"Poor baby." Shen Zhuo reached out and rubbed Chu Rao's head, smiling comfortingly.

　　"I hate it, don't rub my head." Chu Rao pouted and rested her head on Shen Zhuo's arm.

　　Chu Rao suddenly saw that Shen Zhuo's face was pale, and asked with concern: "Shen Zhuo, why is your face so ugly? Are you uncomfortable?"

　　Shen Zhuo shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Beer and red wine are mixed together, and the wind blows, I feel a little overwhelmed."

　　"Ah," Chu Rao joked, "How dare you drink at the wine table? Let's go, I'll make you some tea when we get home."

　　Chu Rao's home is on the 3th floor of Building No. 12. It is a two-bedroom hardcover with more than 80 square meters.

　　The area is not large, but at the price of 4 yuan per square meter in Linjiang Bieyuan, this house is 400 million smaller even after decoration.

　　The decoration style of Chu Rao's villa is similar to that of Shen Zhuo's villa, which is more European-style, and the elegant decoration style looks pleasing to the eye.

　　"Sit down first, I'll wash some fruit, and boil some water to make you a cup of tea." After explaining to Shen Zhuo, Chu Rao turned around and went to the kitchen.

　　Shen Zhuo sat on the sofa, looking around at the living room, the gray fabric sofa, the brown tempered glass coffee table, the beige marble floor tiles...

　　There is a bookshelf next to the large French window, the bookshelf is full of books, and next to the bookshelf, there is a bamboo hanging chair.

　　After a short time, Chu Rao came out with a fruit tray filled with cherries, grapes, freshly cut cantaloupe and other fruits.

　　Shen Zhuo's alcohol intake belongs to the level of Zhan Wu scum. It's okay to drink beer, and he drank two glasses of red wine at ktv. Along the way, the wind blew and the wine got stronger, and I felt a little dizzy.

　　"Are you still dizzy?" Chu Rao asked with concern.

　　"It's even more dizzy." Shen Zhuo leaned his head on the sofa and smiled bitterly.

　　"Come on," Chu Rao put down the fruit plate and walked to Shen Zhuo's side, "Lay on my lap and I'll press your head for you."

　　"You can still massage?" Shen Zhuo was a little surprised.

　　"I took a Chinese medical massage class last year. The technique is absolutely professional. Lie down."

　　His head became more and more dizzy, and Shen Zhuo was no longer hypocritical, and fell down directly, soft and comfortable.

　　I have to say that Chu Rao's technique is really good. Press and hold, Shen Zhuo fell asleep, and he fell asleep on the beautiful leg shamelessly.

　　"Ah, fell asleep? Am I just that unattractive?" Looking at Shen Zhuo who was sleeping on his lap, Chu Rao looked helpless.

　　In order to avoid waking Shen Zhuo, Chu Rao leaned over and took the phone, then turned it to silent.

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　　An hour later, Shen Zhuo still showed no sign of waking up, and Chu Rao's legs were so numb that he was almost unconscious.

　　"Shen Zhuo, wake up, Shen Zhuo."

　　"Shen Zhuo..."

　　After calling for four or five times, Shen Zhuo didn't respond. There was no other way. Chu Rao had to lift Shen Zhuo's leg slightly, then slowly moved the leg away, and took another cushion and put it under Shen Zhuo's head.

　　Standing up on the sofa, she moved her numb legs. Chu Rao staggered towards the bathroom. She smelled of alcohol all over her body. She had to take a shower.

　　Twenty minutes later, the door to the bathroom opened, and Chu Rao came out after washing and changing into a loose beige nightdress.

　　Glancing at Shen Zhuo, who was still on the sofa, Chu Rao turned around and went back to the bedroom. Without much effort, she took a blanket and walked out.

　　Just as she was about to put the blanket over Shen Zhuo, Chu Rao suddenly stopped.

　　The sofa at Chu Rao's house was a bit short, and Shen Zhuo's legs could only rest on the armrests of the sofa when he lay on it. Chu Rao worried that Shen Zhuo would be uncomfortable sleeping like this all night.

　　For a moment, Chu Rao put down the blanket and stared at Shen Zhuo: "Hmph, you are cheap, you are the first person to sleep in this girl's bed."

　　After speaking, Chu Rao tried to call Shen Zhuo twice, but Shen Zhuo still didn't respond.

　　"Fight!"

　　Chu Rao helped Shen Zhuo to sit up, then put one hand on his shoulder and dragged him towards the room with all her strength. She was going to let Shen Zhuo sleep on the bed and sleep on the sofa by herself.

　　After a long while, Chu Rao, who was exhausted and panting, finally managed to get Shen Zhuo onto the bed.

　　After adjusting the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature, Chu Rao just put the blanket on Shen Zhuo, and looked up, only to see Shen Zhuo looking at her with his eyes open.

　　"Ah!" Chu Rao screamed in fright. She was about to dodge, but Shen Zhuo grabbed her arm.

　　"Ah, bastard!"

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Chapter 64 Looking for words?A picture of a million (4)

　　It was nine o'clock in the morning when Shen Zhuo woke up the next day, while Chu Rao was still soundly asleep.

　　Pulling up the blanket to cover Chu Rao, Shen Zhuo got out of bed and walked towards the living room.

　　After going to the bathroom, Shen Zhuo went to the sink and washed his face with cold water. His dizzy head finally cleared up a little bit. Because he drank too much last night and didn't sleep until four o'clock in the morning, there were many red threads in his eyes. .

　　Shen Zhuo just came to the living room when Chu Rao walked out of the bedroom rubbing her sleepy eyes. Seeing Shen Zhuo, she stared at Shen Zhuo and said coquettishly, "Bastard!"

　　"It's not Lao Chu," Shen Zhuo said with a serious face, "Don't sue the wicked first, you take me to your house while I'm drunk, and you'll take all the bargains. I haven't called the police yet, but you bite first. One bite, I really didn't expect you to be such a person!"

　　"Pfft..." Chu Rao was amused by Shen Zhuo's shamelessness all of a sudden. After laughing, she gave Shen Zhuo a charming look, and turned to go to the bathroom, her pace a little staggering.

　　After washing up, Chu Rao picked up the phone from the sofa and found that there were more than ten missed calls, including eight calls from Liu Changqing, the president of the Calligraphy Association.

　　"What is President Liu looking for me for?" Chu Rao looked puzzled, "I've called eight since [-]:[-] last night, what's the hurry?"

　　"A few other people from the Calligraphy Association also beat them. Something happened?"

　　"Don't you know if you answer one?" Shen Zhuo said while taking grapes from the fruit bowl on the coffee table and stuffing them into his mouth.

　　"I washed it last night, don't eat it if it's not fresh, it's easy to eat bad stomach."

　　"It's not that squeamish, it's fine." Shen Zhuo said indifferently.

　　He pecked at Shen Zhuo's face, "I'll call back and ask what's the matter." After speaking, Chu Rao took the mobile phone and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to call Liu Changqing back.

　　At this time, in the room where Qi Haishan lived in the Sunshine Hotel, Qi Haishan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan walking back and forth in the room, moaning from time to time.

　　Liu Changqing, on the other hand, stood aside cautiously, with a frustrated look on his face.

　　Since finding Chu Rao's call last night, Qi Haishan has called her eight times today, but no one has answered.

　　With no other way, Liu Changqing asked others to fight again, but no one picked up the same.

　　Didn't find Shen Zhuo, so anxious that Qi Haishan didn't sleep all night, and scolded Liu Changqing, who rushed over early in the morning, he couldn't handle such a trivial matter, what else could he do.

　　Liu Changqing didn't dare to talk back, so he could only laugh, taking out his mobile phone and preparing to call Chu Rao.

　　Just as he was about to dial, the phone suddenly rang, and it turned out to be Chu Rao calling.

　　"Calling, calling, calling..." Liu Changqing shouted excitedly.

　　Qi Haishan, who was circling back and forth in a hurry, was startled by Liu Changqing's voice, and cursed angrily, "What the hell are you called?"

　　"Uncle Shi, she's calling, and Chu Rao is calling!" Liu Changqing pointed his finger and shouted.

　　"Then pick it up quickly, don't let her hang up again!" Qi Haishan was so angry that he really wanted to kick Liu Changqing, this foolish man.

　　"Hey, it's Chu Rao, I'm Liu Changqing."

　　"It's alright, it's me who interrupted your rest by calling in the middle of the night, just get in touch..." Seeing that Qi Haishan's eyes widened again, Liu Changqing hurriedly stepped into the topic: "That's right, may I ask you last time? Can the friend who brought the museum be contacted?"

　　Looking for Shen Zhuo?Chu Rao was startled, covered the phone with her hand, and whispered to Shen Zhuo, "President Liu is looking for you."

　　"Find me?"