Chapter 34: Convince people with words

"No, no, you are a guest, I can't ask for your things, or the old man should be cursing. [?
"Wu Ma, you accept this thing, maybe I will come often later." Guo Bad didn't explain it, and shoved Yuguanyin into Wu Ma's hands with a smile. "Be sure to bring your little grandson for a while, haha . "
"Wommy, why are you so noisy? Didn't Weiwei come?" The voice of an old man came from the room. Then, Master Yufeng came out. Guo Gang met Master Yufeng once in the school auditorium, but goodbye today, he felt a familiar breath from Master Yufeng.
"Grandpa, I brought a friend to see you today, hehe." Murong Weiwei said to Master Yufeng with a smile.
"Oh, I want to see what kind of person can bring Wei Weiya to me." Master Yufeng said with a smile. "You didn't bring him to me with that Kong Xuan."
"Father, what do you say, which pot is not open?" Wu Ma hurried to Master Yufeng and pulled Master Yufeng vigorously.
"Wu Ma, if Wei Wei can't bear this blow, then she is not the person I want to be, and she's not worthy of being my apprentice to Yufeng. Don't join me, cook, A stinky kid sent a few days ago, you made some good dishes. "Master Yufeng said with a smile.
"Guo Bad, uninvited, I've met Master Yufeng." Guo Bad stepped forward and said with a smile.
"Your boy's wine was shared by Dezhi yesterday, isn't it? I'm in charge of the meal today. Is it necessary for you to make the wine?" Master Yufeng said with a smile, without any clue. "Leave the matter to Wu Ma, go. You follow me to the study. I wrote a message this morning. Come and see."
"The ninja is successful, the dry is reactive, the tough is blessed, and the contenders are happy." Sixteen characters were introduced.
"Girl, don't worry about this word first. You write a few words. I've looked at it for a month. Are you making progress?" Master Yufeng said with a smile.
"Master, I met Bi Moxuan on the road, and accidentally got a good writing brush. Since Wei Wei wrote a few words, I let her use this pen first." Then, Guo Badong I took out the writing brush in my backpack, walked to the front of the ring, and started to prepare ink for Murong Weiwei.
"Mu Qingbai is generous this time, haha, but the little friend said that this is for me, and I can't regret it, so I will give you a word." Master Yufeng said with a smile.
"Bad brother, what words do I write?" Murong Weiwei took the writing brush handed out by Guo Bad and whispered.
"Write what you think in your heart. The word is born from your heart. You think of other things. No matter how you control your hand, the word will not write your highest level." Guo Bad said softly. Let's finish. Guo Guo retreated behind Murong Weiwei.
"While idleness changes, the old mind changes, but the old heart changes." It was originally two sentences of Nalan Xingde's words, but Murong Weiwei changed her mind to change her mind. After writing, Murong Weiwei would Put the pen away and retreat to Master Yufeng.
"Boy, do you also write a few words, let's see." Master Yufeng didn't say much, looked at Guo Bad with a smile, waiting for his response.
"It would be ugly." As Guo Guo stepped forward, put the backpack behind him on the ground, unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt, slowly knitted the shirt sleeves, and walked to a face plate at the door. Put your hand in slowly, wash it a few times, and dry it.
"Into the door of my acacia, I know that I have a hard time with lovesickness, long lovesickness and long memory, short lovesickness is infinite." The moment applause of Guo bad put down his pen, the applause of Master Yufeng rang.
"Okay, I didn't expect to see such words in my lifetime. There is no regret in this life, no regret in this life." Master Yufeng said loudly. "What Nan Zhengbei Xue and Master Yufeng are shit, young friends, worshipped by the husband." Then, Master Yufeng bowed deeply to Guo Bad.
"The master is killing the junior, but it is only a few words. The master is serious. Let me talk about Wei Wei's word first." Guo Bad stepped forward and directly raised the master Yufeng, smiling.
"Okay, let's talk about Weiwei first." Master Yufeng said with a smile. "I did n’t accept you as a closed disciple before because you did n’t come out of Kong Xuan's case. The love is constant and the words are hard to come by. Now, if you still want to forgive me for this master and apprentice, I agree. . "
"Wei Wei, you are not ready to worship, follow the master. The words of the master are worthy of the Chinese masters." Guo said with a smile.
"Little friend, you are killing the husband. I have no idea. How can you write such a artistic conception according to your age?" Master Yufeng asked softly.
"Others only know that Guo Liu has a grandson who is unskilled and possesses all five poisons, but who can truly understand this ten-year-old with few evils, and he heard that death is enough in the evening, and I ’m just walking. Only one way. "Guo Bad said softly.
After listening to Guo's bad words, Murong Weiwei's eyes were reddish, yeah, how many years does a 16-year-old teenager need to go through to express such a mood in the words, which will allow a generation of Chinese scholars to bow deeply and choose their own Man, that's right.
Master Yufeng nodded slightly, although he still couldn't believe it. No matter what he experienced, Guo Bad was just sixteen years old.
"Oh, master, I saw an endgame in the living room just now. Why don't we finish the endgame before eating?" Guo Bad looked at Murong Weiwei with red eyes, and thoughtful Master Yufeng I couldn't help but think in secret that this down-loading was too big, but Lao Tzu couldn't tell you that Lao Tzu was a decent reading star in heaven. Lao Tzu had lived for hundreds of years in the Tang Dynasty.
"Little friends are also proficient in Go?" Master Yufeng asked with a hint of surprise.
"I know a little bit about it, but I have some itch in the endgame," Guo said with a smile.
"Let's go to the living room, girl, thank you as a teacher this time. It looks like you didn't bring Kong Xuanlai that day, haha." Master Yufeng said with no taboo, smiling.
"Master, let me come first, to take advantage of your old age." With that said, Guo Bad picked up the sunspot and placed it gently on the chessboard.
Thirty hands later, Yufeng looked up at the boy in front of him and was completely surprised. He couldn't think of it. It turned out that he could break the chess game that he hadn't broken.
"No more, no more, little friend won." Master Yufeng said loudly. "Little friend, do n’t call any master, my name is Chen, my name is Yutong, my ancestral home is Qinghai Yushu, you can call me old Chen in the future."
"The master is also surnamed Chen?" Guo Bad stunned, and finally knew where the familiar breath came from when he entered the door. The surname of Yushu Chen, the doll from Chenjiazhuang in Tongtianhe that was saved by Sun Wukong that year, was also named Chen.