As expected, Secretary Zhong was not angry, but he did not act particularly satisfied. He just nodded, but he praised him in his heart. It seemed that Qin Yang was indeed a person who knew calligraphy, which meant that his words were not deliberately flattering. Moreover, Qin Yang could also see the emotional fluctuations at the end of his writing of the words. This was no longer an easy task. What was more difficult and even more rare is that Qin Yang dared to speak out in front of him. This courage was not something that ordinary young people could have.??

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However, Secretary Zhong did not express his appreciation, but said lightly: "It seems that Xiao Qin is really a person who knows words."

Qin Yang smiled: "Secretary Zhong has won the award, but he studied with Mr. Lanshan for a few years when he was young!"

"Oh? So it's Mr. Lanshan's master." Even Secretary Zhong, who has always been calm, could not help but feel moved. Mr. Lanshan is a famous calligrapher in Huaihai Province, but this is nothing compared to his other identity. Mr. Lanshan is Huang's teacher, and he is the mentor Huang thanked many times in public. If Qin Yang can learn calligraphy with Mr. Lanshan, wouldn't he be considered a fellow student with Mr. Huang?

"Yes, when Mr. Lanshan was living in seclusion in Zhuxi, because my grandfather and Mr. Lanshan had some troubles, I was fortunate to learn calligraphy and how to deal with people for two years under Mr. Lanshan's seat." Qin Yang took the initiative to explain his relationship with Mr. Lanshan.

Secretary Zhong nodded, satisfied with Qin Yang's details, and at the same time, he couldn't help but look up to Qin Yang a little. No wonder Qin Yang was so capable and calm when he was so young. It turned out to be Mr. Lanshan's high school, no wonder it was like this.

Although the relationship between master and apprentice is not as close and close as before, it is much closer than strangers. Moreover, after middle age, Mr. Lanshan lived in seclusion everywhere, and did not accept students. Qin Yang was not old. After Mr. Lanshan did not accept students, he studied behind him for two years. I am afraid that Qin Yang's home was also a little bit of a question, but his file was not reflected in his file. Secretary Zhong felt a little confused again, but he did not ask directly, but stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Lanshan is both great in calligraphy and painting. I believe that Xiao Qin, your attainment is very shallow. Why not write a few words to let me appreciate it and open my eyes?!"

Qin Yang was humble and said, "Pearls and jade are ahead, how dare I show off my skills in the classroom?"

Secretary Zhong smiled and said, "Don't be humble anymore. I have a ready-made pen, ink, paper and inkstone." After that, he had already taken out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the drawer of the desk. Seeing this, Qin Yang knew that it was difficult to refuse his affection and felt a little bit of a show of tricks. So he hurried forward and spread paper and grind ink. From the inkstone that Secretary Zhong used, Qin Yang knew that Secretary Zhong was a real calligraphy lover. He became more serious, picked up the brush, closed his eyes in exchange, and concentrated his energy.

Secretary Zhong secretly appreciated it. When writing a good calligraphy work, he must first focus on himself and be able to do this in front of himself. This is indeed a famous teacher who produces a good disciple. Invisibly, Mr. Lanshan has deeply influenced Secretary Zhong's evaluation of Qin Yang.

Wang Hong felt that Qin Yang was extraordinary. At the same time, she secretly worried about Qin Yang. Although Qin Yang looked like this, she was really afraid that Qin Yang would make mistakes. Wang Hong himself did not realize that he had been worried about Qin Yang for a long time without knowing it.

At this time, Qin Yang finally slowly opened his eyes, and his expression on his face was different. He picked up his brush and dipped it ink. His pen was like a dragon and snake, and his pen was like flying: "Bu Suanzi                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    

Wang Hong pinched her hands tightly and smiled secretly, feeling a little proud of Qin Yang. Even Secretary Zhong nodded repeatedly after reading it. Although Qin Yang's writing skills are not as good as him, the smoothness of this kind of calligraphy is hard to have. Such calligraphy works can be better in the national professional competition. It is rare for Qin Yang to write such calligraphy at a young age.

"Good words! Good words!" Secretary Zhong couldn't hide his pleasure in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh.

Qin Yang bowed repeatedly: "This is nothing compared to Secretary Zhong's words!"

Secretary Zhong smiled and waved his hands repeatedly: "Excessive humility is not the style of our ** staff! We must be practical, it is good, so don't use modesty!"

Qin Yang had no choice but to hand over the brush with a smile: "Secretary Zhong, please do the preface!"

Secretary Zhong raised his eyebrows, took the brush, and wrote it. The brushwork was much more sophisticated than the words hanging on the wall. Qin Yang and Wang Hong naturally couldn't stop praising him.

Secretary Zhong looked at this character and liked it very much. This small preface was actually the most powerful work in his life. In addition, Qin Yang's heart-warming text was really a wonderful match. He couldn't help but collect it. Qin Yang saw Secretary Zhong's intentions. After the brush and ink were completely dried, he rolled it up and said, "Originally, my calligraphy is not anything, but after adding Secretary Zhong's character, it is a work. Please allow me to roll it up and frame it tomorrow and then send it to Secretary Zhong."

Secretary Zhong nodded, and liked Qin Yang even more. It is rare for such a child to be so energetic. At the same time, Secretary Zhong was more interested in Qin Yang. He looked down and saw Qin Yang's meeting minutes, and was even more shocked. Such a complete meeting minutes was really rare. At first glance, it was like the dialogue lines of the drama script, and even some greeting clichés were recorded. In this short period of time, it was amazing that such a record could be completed.

Secretary Zhong looked through the pages and saw that the handwriting was neat and staggered, and it didn't look boring at all. He couldn't help but speak: "Your meeting record is very detailed, very good, but why are there two fonts on it?" In fact, Secretary Zhong had already seen that the difference between the different fonts is the use of empty words and clichés. In this way, the person who looked at the meeting record could not only fully understand the words of the meeting, but also find the key points.

Qin Yang respectfully answered the reason as Secretary Zhong thought.

"The idea is very good, but will it seem a bit extravagant when you do this? Some clichés such as, 'Everyone has a good talk, very good, but I'll summarize a few more sentences' are not necessary to record them?" Secretary Zhong pointed at the meeting minutes with his fingers and looked at Qin Yang seriously. His deep eyes made people feel no joy or anger.

Wang Hong was also worried about Qin Yang, but Qin Yang still said frankly: "Comprehensive records are for the accuracy and formality of the records. Some words in different contexts are likely to produce different understandings!" Qin Yang's words were not panicked at all.

Secretary Zhong nodded without saying anything, lowered his head to look at Wang Hong's meeting minutes. Qin Yang knew that this was actually a sign of "sending off guests", so he stood up and said, "Secretary Zhong, if nothing is wrong?"

"Well, okay, okay, okay!" Secretary Zhong nodded.

Qin Yang and Wang Hong stood up carefully and walked out. Qin Yang landed behind and gently closed the office door.

As soon as he walked out of the office, Wang Hong speeded up. Qin Yang was confused and followed. Only after the two turned, Wang Hong covered her chest and said with ups and downs: "Oh, I'm so scared! I didn't expect that you would dare to speak like this in front of Uncle Zhong!" Wang Hong was excited, and did not realize that he had spoken out some information that he shouldn't have said.

Qin Yang couldn't help but be attracted by the waves, but he just glanced at him. He quickly turned his eyes elsewhere and just smiled. In fact, his heart was also volatile. I wonder if he could get the appreciation of Secretary Zhong if he bet this time! Or maybe he shot himself in the foot, which left a bad impression on Secretary Zhong?

However, after careful recollection, the latter situation is unlikely!

And Wang Hong called Secretary Zhong Uncle Zhong? Could it be that Wang Hong and Secretary Zhong were related? Unexpectedly, Secretary Zhong looked diligent and loved the people, but he was also a nepotist? Qin Yang couldn't help but sigh that the world was as dark as a crow. But in fact, this was also wronged Secretary Zhong. Wang Hong's uncle was actually Li Yueming, the director of the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee. This time, Wang Hong was seconded to the county party committee, not the relationship between Secretary Zhong, but Li Yueming's actions. It was just that Zhong Sheng had a close relationship with Wang Hong's father for the whole generation and had known each other since childhood, so Wang Hong also called Secretary Zhong Uncle Zhong.

Seeing Qin Yang's indifferent look, Wang Hong felt even more uncontrollably moved by the talented Qin Yang. He also had a slight ignorance of indescribable feeling that was sweet in his heart...

Qin Yang sent Wang Hong on the last bus and walked alone on this summer night. He was very excited. Today's "gambling" should be the right bet on Secretary Zhong's hobbies and the right bet on Secretary Zhong's personality.

The opportunity is only prepared for those who are prepared, and Qin Yangshen agrees with it!

The hot summer is now unable to resist Qin Yang's enthusiasm at all. Qin Yang jogged all the way, venting his excitement, and returned to his home in a flash. He took a pack of candy and fried chestnuts he bought from the roadside. Qin Yang also looked at the room with the lights a little apologetically. It was rare for his sister to come here last time, but he was busy until now before returning home. He was really ashamed.
Chapter completed!