After confirming the content of the new task, Liu Mou hung up the phone.
"Old Liu, are you crazy? This piece of shit doesn't regard us as human beings at all. Why are you taking his mission? And you continue to target Lin Zhiming. You are not afraid of death, I am!" Liu Mou's companion
Liu Mou said excitedly after hanging up the phone.
"I'm going to give him a hammer. You also said that this guy doesn't treat us as human beings, so we don't need to treat him as human beings. Damn, we were all beaten by Lin Zhiming before he gave us a shot.
The medical expenses of 10,000 yuan, and he said that we are only worth this money, fuck, it is not as much as Lin Zhiming gave me, if I don't do something with him, I will be sorry for the life I have lived in for so many years." Liu Mou said with a gloomy face.
"Oh? What are you going to do with him?" Liu Mou's companion asked excitedly.
"Doesn't this hanging man like to hide? Let's pull out his fox tail and sell him to Lin Zhiming. Although Lin Zhiming has made us miserable, if he is really willing to give us money, we can sell him
Maybe you can give us a lot of money!" Liu Mou said.
"But the key is how to sell it? This guy is so hidden, we don't know anything about his identity." Liu Mou's companion asked doubtfully.
"Didn't I ask him to find the media? Where big media is so easy to find, there must be a certain relationship. Once he uses the relationship to find the media, then we can follow the media line to investigate. If
If we can't find it, then just sell the information to Lin Zhiming and let him check it, and we can get the money anyway!" Liu Mou said.
"You are still smart! No wonder you had to ask him to go to the media. It turns out you were just waiting for this to happen!" Liu Mou's companion said excitedly.
"Since he looks down on us, let's let him feel how terrible we are, huh!" Liu Mou said through gritted teeth.
At this time, Lin Zhiming didn't know that the 100,000 yuan in medical expenses he casually tipped to Liu Mou actually had a magical effect!
At this time, Lin Zhiming had already planned to return to Jin-Min Province, but just as he was about to get on the highway, Lin Zhiming suddenly received a call from Zhuang Ziyan.
"My grandpa wants to treat you to dinner tonight, but I don't know if you have time." Zhuang Ziyan said.
"Professor Zhuang invites me to dinner?!" Lin Zhiming was stunned, raised his hand to ask the driver to stop the car, and then said, "Why did he invite me to dinner?"
"I don't know. Maybe I want to persuade you to get back on your way, or maybe you just want to eat. I don't know the details. I'll have to wait until you come to know." Zhuang Ziyan said.
"Then...okay." Lin Zhiming nodded and agreed.
"Well, the place is at my house, I sent you a text message." Zhuang Ziyan said.
"Copy that, see you later." Lin Zhiming said, hung up the phone, and then ordered the driver to change direction and drive towards the city center.
After finding a club in the city center to rest for a while, Lin Zhiming saw that it was almost time and asked the driver to drive him to Zhuang Mo's home.
Zhuang Mo's home is located in the back hill of the city's best No. 1 Middle School, and there is a Confucian Temple next to his home.
Perhaps because of his status, there is a house of Zhuang Mo's family on the mountain behind.
The house is not a very luxurious villa, it is a bit similar to a self-built house in the countryside. The only thing that looks more luxurious is the large open space at the door. In a place like the school district, where land is at a premium, the value of this open space is definitely
More than eight digits.
There were several cars parked in the open space at this time, all of which were very ordinary models.
"There are quite a few people in the family!" Lin Zhiming thought that these cars belonged to Zhuang Mo's family, and he couldn't help feeling a little emotional. However, when he entered the yard of Zhuang Mo's family, he realized that he had thought wrong.
Children walked out of the house one by one, led by their parents. These children all carried small schoolbags and looked like they were coming to class.
Some of the child's parents recognized Lin Zhiming and their eyes widened in surprise.
Lin Zhiming smiled and nodded to these people, and then walked into Zhuang Mo's home.
As soon as he entered the lobby on the first floor, what appeared in front of Lin Zhiming were quaint tables and chairs. On the tables and chairs were placed pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Some children were still writing with their heads down. When they heard the movement, they looked up.
At the door, he immediately lowered his head when he realized they were not his parents.
Zhuang Mo stood against the wall, holding a child's hand and teaching him to write calligraphy.
"It needs to be rounder here, not too stiff..." Zhuang Mo said as he let go of his hand and looked at Lin Zhiming.
"You came quite early," Zhuang Mo said.
"I always eat earlier." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"Go to the second floor. Eat on the second floor." Zhuang Mo said.
"Don't worry, let me take a look at these little guys...the writing is really impressive. Are they learning calligraphy from you?" Lin Zhiming asked curiously.
"Yeah!" Zhuang Mo nodded.
"It must be very expensive for you to teach writing, right?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"A scholar can talk about money in everything, and can carry forward the calligraphy of the Dragon Kingdom. He can be worthy of his ancestors and worthy of future generations. He is a man of virtue and good deeds, so he will naturally not ask for money." Zhuang Mo said.
"You are of a high level." Lin Zhiming smiled and gave a thumbs up.
"Are you interested? I can teach you that writing calligraphy can calm people down and have a meditative effect on warriors." Zhuang Mo said.
"Have you always studied martial arts?" Lin Zhiming asked curiously.
"Everything in the world, whether civil or military, will never deviate from its sect. What you cultivate is yourself and your realm." Zhuang Mo said.
"I have always envied people who are good calligraphers, but I have never learned calligraphy since I was a child. I missed the best years of shaping my calligraphy. If I learn it now, I am afraid it will be neither fish nor fowl." Lin Zhiming smiled and shook his head.
"There is an ancient saying that one can hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening. Writing does not depend on the length of time, but on the state of mind and understanding." Zhuang Mo said.
"Then I have to write and read." Lin Zhiming said as he picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, then held the penholder and started writing on the paper.
Soon, four simple words were written by Lin Zhiming. Lin Zhiming said with satisfaction, "Don't tell me, my understanding is quite good. This word is written with great momentum. At first glance,
This word tells you that I am no ordinary person."
Zhuang Mo was a little curious by Lin Zhiming's words. He walked over to the table and took a look, then said with a strange expression, "Do you mean invincible in the world with these four words?"
"Yeah, how was the writing?" Lin Zhiming asked proudly.
"Judging from the shape of the characters alone, there is not much difference from a kid like me who is new to learning," Zhuang Mo said.
Lin Zhiming's expression changed and he said, "Is it so unbearable?"
"However, although these four words are ugly, they contain a certain momentum. I think this may be your momentum as the strongest person in the world. Even if you are just writing, your momentum has penetrated into your words.
Here, if the shape of these four characters is one point, the momentum and charm can be nine and a half points." Zhuang Mo said.
"So awesome? Isn't this close to a perfect score?!" Lin Zhiming said in surprise.
"The full score is one hundred points." Zhuang Mo said.
"ah?"
"It seems that you are really not suitable for writing. Go upstairs. Ziyan is already helping upstairs. You know her at least, so you won't be bored." Zhuang Mo said.
"Okay." Lin Zhiming nodded, then glanced at his handwriting without giving up and said, "Is it really only 9:05?"
"Strictly speaking, it can be counted as nine points." Zhuang Mo said.
"Uh..." Lin Zhiming twitched his lips in embarrassment, then sighed and walked upstairs in despair.
After Lin Zhiming left, Zhuang Mo lowered his head and looked at the four characters "Invincible in the World" written by him.
After watching for a few seconds, Zhuang Mo frowned, covered his eyes and rubbed them gently.
"A calligraphy layman can actually write such majestic words with his own momentum. Lin Zhiming... what kind of god are you..." Zhuang Mo murmured to himself...
Second floor.
Lin Zhiming stood at the door and looked inside.
This second floor is a very simple suite. There is a living room at the door. There is a sofa, fish tank and other things in the living room. There are two cabinets next to it, one for books and the other for books.
The sound of cooking came from the kitchen next to the living room. Lin Zhiming walked into the living room with slippers, and then saw Zhuang Ziyan walking out of the kitchen carrying a table.
"Let me help you!" Lin Zhiming said as he walked to Zhuang Ziyan and helped him place the table in the middle of the living room.
"Do you cook?" Lin Zhiming asked curiously.
"My grandma is doing it." Zhuang Ziyan said.
"What about your parents?" Lin Zhiming asked again.
"They are abroad and rarely return to China," Zhuang Ziyan said.
"Abroad?" Lin Zhiming was stunned for a moment and asked, "What are they doing abroad?"
"My parents both work in Silicon Valley in Stars and Stripes. They have been out there for many years and have even applied for green cards." Zhuang Ziyan said calmly while tidying up the table.
"Ah?" Lin Zhiming was really shocked at this time. The child of Zhuang Mo, the literary leader of the Dragon Kingdom, actually took a green card from the Stars and Stripes Kingdom and lived abroad. This was really beyond his imagination.
"You can sensationalize this matter, and it will bring some trouble to my grandfather." Zhuang Ziyan said.
"Do you think I look like that kind of person? But I'm really surprised. Why are your parents abroad? And why are you in China?" Lin Zhiming asked curiously.
"At first, my father studied abroad and met my mother when he returned to China. My mother gave birth to me and went abroad to find my father, but I was left behind by my grandfather, so they lived abroad and I was here.
In China, it’s that simple.” Zhuang Ziyan said.
"Can your father, a traditional man like you, allow his son to get a green card from a foreign country?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Just because he didn't allow it, he kept me in the country. His son has become a foreigner, and he will not allow his granddaughter to become a foreigner," Zhuang Ziyan said.
"That's it!" Lin Zhiming suddenly realized, and he was even more curious about Zhuang Mo's family.