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Besides, after Zhou Mingzhang and Xia Ziyuan and Uncle Liu came to the resting place for the judges, Zhou Mingzhang sat on the sofa to rest with the door open. Xia Ziyuan asked Uncle Liu to take care of Master, and he went outside to get things from the car by himself.
Those four pieces of jade were brought in by Uncle Liu first, and the rest are some daily necessities.
A person passed by outside the door, who also looked about forty years old, with roe-headed mouse eyes, and a pair of naked eyes looking into Zhou Mingzhang's room.
Seeing that there was no one else, he got into his room and quickly closed the door.
Uncle Liu and Zhou Mingzhang who watched were stunned.
This person, they all know, is Qiao Fucheng, Zhou Mingzhang's former apprentice.
"What are you doing here?" Zhou Mingzhang glanced at Qiao Fucheng, and said in a serious tone, "Let me show mercy and give you a high score?"
For a person like Qiao Fucheng who has no benefits and can't afford to go early, Zhou Mingzhang is very aware of the smallness in his heart.
"Master!" Qiao Fucheng knelt down on the ground with a "slap", and gave Zhou Mingzhang a knock, "How can I say that I am a descendant of the Southern School, and I won the first place. Master has a radiant face, right? How can we all be The master-disciple scene was a bit unpleasant, but it belongs to one faction after all, and you don¡¯t want the Southern School to have no successors, right? As long as I carry forward the Southern School, you will still be the patriarch of the Southern School in the future.¡±
Zhou Mingzhang drooped his eyelids, didn't even bother to look at Qiao Fucheng, and sneered: "If you say it like this, if you didn't win the prize, my Southern School would have no way to flourish? I wouldn't be able to become the patriarch of the Southern School? What a joke! You have raised yourself so high, why don't you set up your own sect? What do you come to me for?
Let me tell you, what happens to me in the Southern School has nothing to do with you. What face do you have to threaten me, a bully? As long as you try your best to participate in the competition, even if I don't want to see you alone, wouldn't there be seven judges? What's more, I won't care about a villain like you. I will give the points I should give based on my conscience. As for whether you can win the award, that's none of my business, let alone my Nanpai's business.
Without you, Nanpai is still Nanpai, but you are nothing without Nanpai. It's true that I don't have apprentices, but I have assistants. My assistant is very capable, you have to be careful. Especially the jade material he found, I guess you can't match it at all. "
In order to stimulate Qiao Fucheng, Zhou Mingzhang asked Uncle Liu to open the box containing the jade, revealing four brightly colored jade pieces that were full of water for him to see.
"Is there a way for you to get the old stuff? No way! My assistant has a way." Closing the box, Zhou Mingzhang sneered contemptuously, "Stop groveling at me, get up and go back! It doesn't matter what Pai does. I'm tired and need to rest. If you want to see Nan Pai's jokes, you have to wait for a few days, come back after the game is over!"
At this moment, Qiao Fucheng's eyes flashed fiercely. The old man's temper was as stubborn as when he was young, and someone from the Southern School actually participated, and he kept it so well that he didn't hear any rumors.
It's also his fault that he has relaxed the monitoring of the old man over the years, and he didn't even notice that he had hired an assistant. Do you think that as long as you are a low-level kid, the old man will have to forgive yourself for the inheritance of the Southern School?
Unexpectedly, not only did he not, but he even laughed at him even more. Holding back the anger that was about to explode in his chest, Qiao Fucheng got up and walked away in a hurry.
Looking at his embarrassed back, the expression on Zhou Mingzhang's face was very relieved. Just as Xia Ziyuan was about to open the door with his things, the door opened from the inside, and an uncle he didn't know rushed out, almost knocking the things in his hand.
Looking at the uncle in surprise, he gave him a hard stare, feeling inexplicable.
What was that man staring at him for? They just met for the first time, and they didn't have much intersection, why did they treat him like this? Is it because he is too young? Think he's a handyman?
Just do odd jobs! He doesn't care.
"Grandpa! Are you okay!" Xia Ziyuan felt that the person who had just left seemed to have bad intentions, "Who is that person? Why does he look so fierce?"
Zhou Mingzhang didn't say a word, he didn't want to say a word about Qiao Fucheng.
Instead, Uncle Liu explained: "His name is Qiao Fucheng, and he is also here to participate in the competition. I hope to build a good relationship and get a high score."
"oh!"
Xia Ziyuan didn't care, it turned out that he came through the back door, probably because his grandfather rejected him, so his face was ugly. Seeing that he was about to enter Grandpa's room, wouldn't he think that he also came through the back door like him? Otherwise, what are you staring at him for?
After putting down his things and settling Zhou Mingzhang and Uncle Liu, Xia Ziyuan took his own things and prepared to report to the place where the contestants lived. Before leaving, I looked around to see if there was anything left that I didn't explain clearly.?
Looking at Xia Ziyuan's busy figure, Zhou Mingzhang's unhappiness just now disappeared. His little apprentice is much better than Qiao Fucheng's white-eyed wolf. Not only did he put away and tidy up his daily necessities, but he also brought his most beloved harmonica.
When I was young, besides carving, my favorite thing was playing the harmonica. Even if I am too old to blow it now, I still like to take it wherever I go. During those difficult years, he relied on this harmonica to accompany him.
The child is careful, and even this was packed for him. He picked up the harmonica, and Zhou Mingzhang couldn't put it down, and stroked it gently.
Uncle Liu followed in: "No accident, Ziyuan should stand out. Lao Zhou! Don't worry!"
"Hmm!" Zhou Mingzhang nodded and smiled, "As long as the kid plays normally, there will be no problem. I see his calm appearance, as if he didn't take this competition seriously at all. I am very impressed with this mentality." Appreciation, young man, there is still a long way to go, only those who can afford it and let it go are the brave ones.¡±
"I think he's in a hurry. If he doesn't succeed this time, the Nanpai will really have nothing to do with him in the future." Although Uncle Liu didn't mention his name, Zhou Mingzhang knew who he was talking about, "This is the best, Sometimes you have to pay the price for your animal behavior. Just wait! Wait to see him disappear without a trace!"
Zhou Mingzhang didn't make a sound, he was still stroking the harmonica in his hand, with a smile on his face.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. What is the competition? One is skill, and the other is mentality.
Xia Ziyuan is excellent in every aspect, whether it is skill or mentality, I believe he can crush that ungrateful Qiao Fucheng. Even though he is relatively young and entered the industry relatively late, he should be calm and capable, serious and focused, and he will not lose to anyone at all.
For more than half a year, he has hardly used his hands, but the things he carved are still sharp and delicate. He didn't declare it in advance, and no one could see that it was not his handwriting.
Talent is not something that everyone can have, nor can everyone perform as well as he does.
The successor of the Southern School was born from then on, and people in the industry will never say that he buried all his skills and returned to dust. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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