After hearing Xu Lan's voice behind him, Yang Dingguo turned his head and saw Xu Lan running towards him.

Immediately panicked, and didn't dare to agree, just ran quickly holding the wooden box.

A black car was parked at the entrance of the villa.

A bodyguard in a black suit and glasses was waiting at the door of the car.

Yang Dingguo ran quickly while holding the wooden box, and shouted: "Quick, open the door, open the door quickly."

The bodyguard opened the door subconsciously.

Yang Dingguo jumped into the car and closed the door by the way, then hurriedly shouted to the driver: "Drive fast, drive fast."

"Oh, oh!" The driver frantically started the car and drove away.

Only the bodyguard was left in place.

What's the situation, I just drove away before I even got in the car?

When the bodyguards were about to chase, Xu Lan also chased to the door, looking at the car that had already driven away, angry and funny.

"Looks like I need to exercise more, I'm out of breath after just two steps." Xu Lan said with a wry smile.

Seeing the bodyguard in front of him who was about to chase Yang Dingguo's car, Xu Lan said helplessly: "Okay, you go home and drive a new car. You know where he is going!"

"I know, ma'am!" The bodyguard scratched his head in embarrassment, and explained, "Grandpa asked Mr. Qin to meet."

"That's fine, you can go directly to Mr. Qin's house." Xu Lan ordered.

"Good lady!" The bodyguard responded and left.

Xu Lan shook her head, turned around and went back.

She originally wanted to take the "Mulan Poetry" written by Zhang Xiao to her old sisters to show off.

Usually, she is often ridiculed by those old sisters, saying that Yang Mi has never had a boyfriend, and she doesn't know how long she wants to hold a grandson.

In addition, people in the entertainment industry are very late in marriage and childbearing, so Xu Lan can only say, 'the child has grown up, she has her own ideas, and she doesn't care. '

In fact, she was holding her breath in her heart.

It's all right now, my daughter has found such a good son-in-law, and he can cook and write lyrics, which is simply a talent.

That "Mulan Poetry" is definitely a treasure no matter in terms of handwriting or content!

If this is taken out, it won't make those old sisters envy and hate!

It's just a pity that Yang Dingguo actually took it away if he didn't pay attention.

"Jiu Zhuang is really cowardly. If you call him, it's fine if he doesn't stop, but he runs even faster."

The more Xu Lan thought about it, the more angry she became, and she said viciously, "See how my old lady will deal with you when you come back."

On the other side of the car.

Yang Dingguo specially called his bodyguard, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after learning that Xu Lan hadn't caught up with him.

Holding the wooden box tightly in his hand, he murmured, "Let Mr. Qin see what a treasure is."

Three 10 minutes later.

The car came to the yard where the old man of the Qin family was.

After getting out of the car, Qin Qingfeng said with a smile, "Come on, what kind of copybook is it that dares to attack me, Li Huamu?"

"Hey..." Yang Dingguo triumphantly picked up the wooden box in his hand, and said, "Here, it's in here, let's go to the study to have a look."

The Qin family is different from the Yang family.

The Yang family is a powerful family, and the power accumulated by four generations of defending the territory is already a behemoth.

And the Qin family.

It's really just a title, without much accumulation.

However, Qin Qingfeng is the head of the National Literary Association after all, and many of the students he has taught have become high-ranking officials and rich people. For ordinary people, they are already very powerful people.

However, Yang Dingguo and Qin Qingfeng are old acquaintances, and they can be regarded as long-term friends who have made friends through calligraphy.

The two came to the study.

"Come on, show me!" Qin Qingfeng stretched out his hand to take the wooden box.

"What are you doing?" Yang Dingguo held the wooden box in his arms very vigilantly, and said, "Don't move, I will do it myself."

===Chapter 76 Qin Qingfeng's Shocking Calligraphy Everyone (Please recommend tickets for collection)===

"Look at your stinginess." Qin Qingfeng rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Can I still steal your things?"

"That's hard to say."

Yang Dingguo is a man of knowledge, he knows how good Zhang Xiao's handwriting is.

It can be said that as soon as this character is used, all contemporary calligraphers will be instantly killed.

the reason is simple.

Today's calligraphers, at best, have written charm, but it is still difficult to escape the traces of imitating ancient sites, and no one can write a copybook with their own style.

However, his son-in-law, Zhang Xiao, did it.

After thinking for a while, Yang Dingguo muttered again: "The main reason is not that I am afraid that you will rob me, because if you rob me, you are not my opponent. I am afraid that when I rob you, I will damage the copybook."

Qin Qingfeng: "..."

The goatee on both sides of the mouth almost stood up, one can imagine how angry he was.

He said angrily: "Okay, I won't touch it, can you hurry up, what's the matter?"

"Okay, okay, look at it!" Yang Dingguo didn't say anything more, and took out "March in the Army" and "Mulan Poetry" from the wooden box

The first is to open "March from the Army".

Just seeing the three words in front, after Qin Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, a fiery fire burst out of his eyes.

"Hiss... this word!"

Qin Qingfeng's eyes widened. Afraid that his old eyes were dizzy, he put on the presbyopic glasses around his neck and looked carefully again.

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