How shocked was Zhang Hua after seeing the following piece of paper?

It was like a sudden thunder suddenly rising in the sky, or a green look in my eyes walking in the vast desert, or a hungry person who was about to die suddenly encountered the ancient well and the Qingquan should not be lost...

Zhang Hua has traveled with his father since he was a child. Wherever there are major archaeology, there are Zhang Bangyou, and naturally there are Zhang Hua's shadow. Zhang Hua recognized this calligraphy at a glance. It was not how powerful he was, but how knowledgeable he was.

He knew exactly what the painting in front of him meant. His hands began to tremble, his heartbeat accelerated rapidly, his face changed back and forth with purple and purple, his legs began to tremble slightly, and his face was full of disbelief.

Zhang Hua couldn't put it down and picked up the A3 rice paper, cautious and ginger, for fear that it would be broken by accident.

He looked at it word by word, very carefully and seriously, for fear of missing any word or detail on the paper. His heart was shocked and almost blue smoke came out of his eyes.

324 words, each of which surprised Zhang Hua. Zhang Hua had a kind of life: It would be worthwhile to see such a masterpiece in his lifetime.

Zhang Hua said, "The characters are restrained and subtle, and the vigorous and beautiful are truly the best running script in the world. Father, father, you will definitely explode when you see this calligraphy."

Zhang Hua even remembered his father Zhang Bangyou's comments to "Preface to the Lanting Collection":

During Wang Xizhi's Jin Dynasty, the trend of algae decoration was prevalent.

Wang Xizhi's "Preface to the Lanting Collection" is a representative one.

"Preface to the Lanting Collection" is unique. Its language is either parallel or scattered. It is neat and graceful. It is scattered and arranged in a scattered manner. It is each of its own strengths. It does not emphasize gorgeous rhetoric, does not pay attention to allusions, and the writing style is refined, so it is naturally orderly.

For example, if you write about mountains with "high mountains and steep mountains, lush forests and bamboos" and water with "clear flow and rapid turbulent flow, reflecting the left and right sides", the scenery around Lanting is summarized in just 16 words, creating a quiet atmosphere.

For example, "either take it from your arms and understand it in the same room; or because of your trust, you are outside your body", it summarizes two different living states of life, which are simple and clear.

This simple and natural form forms a harmonious unity with its content. No wonder later generations commented that this article is "high and cool, and has a sense of elegance, but does not resemble it."

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After reading the entire article, Zhang Hua thought of some of his father's analysis and was amazed inexplicably. He thought: "These two calligraphy works are genuine, and I can confirm that they are genuine works 100% true. But why did they appear in the pavilion? Could it be that it was written by the master last night? It's not right. Why is this calligraphy by the late emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty here? The handwriting is completely different? Although I can't explain it, I am developed this time."

Then a sneer appeared on the corner of Zhang Hua's mouth. Seeing that there was no one around, he slowly wrapped the two calligraphy works. Of course, his movements were very careful, for fear of being broken. He wrapped the two calligraphy works, bowed to the orchid pot, and then he walked towards the house with an umbrella.

When they returned to the house, Cao Fan and the other four were still asleep. Zhang Hua did not yell, but came directly to Cao Fan's bedroom door.

Zhang Hua walked to Cao Fan's bedroom door with two calligraphy works, raised his right hand and was about to knock on the door. With a creaking sound, a beauty without makeup in pajamas walked out of the room.

Zhang Hua recognized this person at a glance, and it was Heng Jing.

Unfortunately, Zhang Hua wanted to talk to Cao Fan about these two calligraphy works, but Heng Jing suddenly walked out of Cao Fan's room.

Zhang Hua's entire hand movements were still, and he looked at Heng Jing with a surprised look.

It was obvious that Heng Jing had not returned to her dormitory overnight. She had bare face on her face, her thin white pajamas were still wearing V-necks, and the outlines of the two snow-white peaks were protruding high. Although she had already gotten up, she looked sleepy. When she came to the door, she found that Zhang Hua was standing here without panic, but was very calm. She rubbed her eyes, looked at Zhang Hua and greeted her calmly: "Good morning, Zhang Hua!"

Zhang Hua looked at Heng Jing's extremely seductive figure and just swallowed his saliva slightly to show respect. Zhang Hua thought to himself: They are all people with brothers.

However, Zhang Hua stopped talking. He was originally going to share these two calligraphy works with Cao Fan, but his face changed drastically. He asked, "Hengjing, did you sleep with Cao Fan last night? Or did Cao Fan sleep with you?" Then he hid the two calligraphy works in his hand behind him.

Zhang Hua concealed his panic, but still remembered the scenes of Cao Fan snatching Heng Jing. He was immediately angry and angry and felt unhappy.

Heng Jing heard this in a daze and immediately woke up. She turned around and looked into the room and saw Cao Fan sleeping soundly on the wooden bed, but she had just walked out of the room, and this bedroom - Cao Fan's room.

Looking at Cao Fan's bedroom and Zhang Hua with a shocked look on his face, Heng Jing was very puzzled: "Why am I in Cao Fan's room? Did we do that last night? Oh, what did I do? I was caught by Zhang Hua again and lost my face."

Heng Jing's pink face was blushing and blushing, and she immediately whispered: "Zhang Hua, don't say anything, we all sleep and don't do anything. You must not tell this? Otherwise, you will be friends. Also, Cao Fan and I are really innocent. I don't know why I was in Cao Fan's room. You have to believe me, although I am his girlfriend, I will not be so proactive."

Zhang Hua looked at Heng Jing's pajamas empty and the mountains on both sides, and it was hard not to think much about it. He watched Heng Jing and Cao Fan develop to this point and could only let go. He said, "I won't say it, unless?"

Seeing that Zhang Hua had the conditions, Heng Jing saw that he was staring at his chest, he immediately wrapped his pajamas tightly and responded with a thick face: "Unless what? As long as the conditions you put forward do not violate my principles, it is acceptable." But he cursed Zhang Hua in his heart: "Damn pervert!"

Zhang Hua was holding two calligraphy paintings behind his left hand, and he said, "I haven't remembered the conditions yet. If you have time, I'll tell you about my conditions. This morning, I'll pretend that we haven't seen each other. How about it?" Another thought in his heart was: "Cao Fan, don't blame me for taking these two priceless treasures. All of this was forcing me."

Heng Jing immediately agreed to this set of rhetoric and responded: "Okay! You have to do it when you say it."

Zhang Hua nodded and said, "What you must do when you say it, but what you can't do is a puppy."

"Yes, the puppy can't be done!" Heng Jing said this, stuck out her tongue at Zhang Hua, and then rushed back to her bedroom.

"There is breakfast in the restaurant, remember to go and eat it." Zhang Hua looked at Heng Jing leaving and reminded him, but there was no Heng Jing's voice.

Zhang Hua looked around again and saw that no one noticed that he was holding two calligraphy in his hand, so he returned to his room with the two calligraphy.

As soon as I entered the room, I locked the door and then found a place to hide these two calligraphy works.

Zhang Hua originally wanted to share these two calligraphy works with Cao Fan, but when he saw Heng Jing coming out of Cao Fan's room, he no longer had this idea.

So he took these two calligraphy books by himself.

Of course, Cao Fan was not aware of all this, because Cao Fan was still practicing spiritual energy in the world of surprise and studying the second stone gate.

It's a coincidence that Nan Lingling also entered her own exquisite world at this moment and trained the White Fox and the Cat Master.

So, they didn't know.

Wu Xinyan woke up only ten minutes after Hengjing got up.

As for why Heng Jing was in Cao Fan's room, if you want to blame, Cao Fan's bedroom was very close to the bathroom. When Heng Jing got up late at night, he had to pass by his room. After Heng Jing came back conveniently, he entered the wrong room if he was not careful.

She slept all night with Cao Fan who was practicing spiritual energy.

Cao Fan seemed to have noticed his body in the world of surprise, but he did not dare to leave the world of surprise at a critical moment.

When Cao Fan was sitting on the fairy stool, he sensed a pair of warm hands holding him and a warm body leaning behind him. Cao Fan felt that this was very comfortable. Even when practicing spiritual energy, the fairy stool provided a lot of spiritual energy.

What he didn't know was that he actually slept Heng Jing without realizing it.

After Heng Jing woke up, she noticed something and immediately calmed down and walked out of Cao Fan's bedroom pretending to be calm. This scene was still seen by Zhang Hua. She sighed inwardly: "Unfortunate! Drinking water is stuffed between her teeth."

Then there was the previous scene.

As soon as Wu Xinyan woke up, she came to the restaurant and found the breakfast on the table. She knew it was Zhang Hua who bought it because Zhang Hua said last night that he bought breakfast this morning.

She woke everyone up one by one. Zhang Hua said that he had eaten, but Wu Xinyan forced him out to continue eating, which was very domineering and unreasonable.

Zhang Hua was guilty and actually came to the restaurant to eat with a few more people. He felt sad but couldn't say it.
Chapter completed!