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As if thinking of some terrible memories, Kang Tianzhen looked at Song Wenyuan tearfully, "Save people to the end, send Buddha to the west, you save me once, can you save me a second time?"

Although his pear-faced pear-faced pear-face is very pitiful, but Song Wenyuan is a calm man, and asked cautiously, "What are you going to do?"

"It's not what I want to do, it's what my mother wants to do." Kang Tianzhen sniffled and said pitifully, "I didn't memorize the "Outline of National History" that he arranged completely, and I even sneaked back to China and went to Hubei to hide from him. He even ran to Southeast Asia, and was humiliated by Jiang Biying in the end, he will definitely beat me to death!"

It sounded really miserable, but Song Wenyuan laughed inhumanely, "You know these actions are wrong, why do you still do them?"

Kang Tianzhen replied with a dull face, "You know it's wrong to stir up the base, why do you still want to stir up?"

Song Wenyuan paused, staring at his eyes with sharp eyes, trying to see something from those clear eyes, but found that his eyes were very pure, without any distracting thoughts, he smiled wryly in his heart, and said slowly, "I don't mess around."

"Why are you so kind to me if you don't talk about it?"

Song Wenyuan wanted to say that it was because I had untimely thoughts about you, and he also wanted to say that it was because you were the only heir of the Kong family, and you leaned against a big tree to enjoy the shade.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just smiled lightly, "I treat every friend like this."

"No, no," Kang Tianzhen stroked his hair back coquettishly, forming a magnificent S-shape, "You obviously fell in love with my beauty."

Song Wenyuan said calmly, "You're not going to let me save you, are you?"

"NO!!!" Kang Tianzhen broke his power in an instant, and rushed forward to hug his thigh, "Please don't abandon me, I was born with a cheap mouth, your lord has a lot of knowledge, don't be as knowledgeable as me, you don't like me at all , You are full when you see me, and you can’t eat any more.”

Song Wenyuan laughed.

Seeing him smiling, Kang Tianzhen heaved a sigh of relief, touched his face, and said to himself, "That's because I'm so pretty and delicious."

Song Wenyuan: "..."

"Bitch! Beg to be beaten!" Kang Tianzhen slapped himself on the mouth, and leaned next to Song Wenyuan with a playful smile, "Yuanyuan, come with me to Jingdezhen."

Song Wenyuan frowned, "What?"

"My mother is going back to Jingdezhen to participate in some official porcelain re-firing seminars. You can accompany me to face the saint," Kang Tianzhen earnestly said, "I will take you to visit the world's top ceramic firing site and introduce you to the world's top ceramic firing sites. The best craftsman and painter, by the way explain some of my actions to the cruelest mother in the world."

"……for example?"

"For example, I sneaked back to China because I missed the ancestors of the Kong family too much. I went to Hubei to study hard with my uncle. I went to Southeast Asia to save you who was controlled by drug lords..."

"What???" Song Wenyuan gasped.

Kang Tianzhen laughed until his dimples were full of ecstasy soup, his voice became more flattering, and he winked at Song Wenyuan's side, "You are my buddy, because I ate the drug lord's Amway and went to the primitive jungles of Southeast Asia. Fighting with criminals for a month, finally rescued you, isn’t it a wonderful story, a touching emotion, and a perfect ending?”

"You'd better take the whip and plead guilty." Song Wenyuan grabbed the whip and threw it on him, turned around and left, wondering what did this guy grow up on?

Others have brain grooves in their brains, but you have karst landforms in your mind! ! !

Even though he knew his character well, but in the face of Kang Tianzhen's crocodile tears, Song Wenyuan still chose to board the pirate ship and appeared on the plane to Jingdezhen on time.

"Yuanyuan, you are such a good person," Kang Tianzhen's eyes were full of gratitude.

Song Wenyuan closed his eyes and meditated, "I don't accept good person cards."

"Then I'll send you an eternal brother card." Kang Tianzhen excitedly took out a mask from his bag, "To express my gratitude, brother will wait for you to replenish water."

Suddenly something wet was slapped on his face, Song Wenyuan shivered, sat up abruptly, grabbed the mask off, and asked angrily, "Are you the mask seller in Moments?"

"Yeah, 7-day new whitening experience, my best friend has already ordered 100 more boxes, if you don't place an order, it will be out of stock." Kang Tianzhen put his chin on one hand, pouted his octopus mouth, and smiled like a green tea bitch.

Song Wenyuan was laughed at by him, and threw the mask back on him, "Crazy, apply it yourself."

Kang Tianzhen laughed out loud.

Jingdezhen has always been known as the capital of porcelain. According to historical records, it has been firing ceramics since the Eastern Han Dynasty. Blue and white, the rare chicken cups are fired, the peerless fine pastel porcelain is fired...the immortal myth of Chinese porcelain that dominates the world is fired.

A piece of fine porcelain needs fine clay, water and firewood, so most of the famous kilns in history are built in the villages with green mountains and green waters.

Song Wenyuan followed Kang Tianzhen among the many kilns, looking at the green mountains and green waters in the distance, and the wisps of green smoke floating in the sky, he couldn't help being in a good mood, "You grew up here?"

"No," Kang Tianzhen said, "I lived in Nanjing with my mother when I was a child. When I grew up, I went to the United States to settle down. I returned to Jingdezhen for a few months a year. The kiln factory of the Kang family needs my mother to come back to take charge."

"Lingci's craftsmanship must be very superb," ​​Song Wenyuan complimented sincerely.

Kang Tianzhen raised his face proudly, "Of course, my mother is the king of official kilns, the king of official kilns, understand, the kang family's craftsmanship of imitating official porcelain is unique in the world, if he intentionally disturbs the collection market, I dare say there is no such thing in the whole country." How many people can ignore it."

"The king of official kilns..." Song Wenyuan marveled secretly. He had heard the story of a generation of official kiln king Kang Wuxie. He heard that his pair of ghost hands were magical. Crazy about it.

Unexpectedly, the official kiln king of this generation turned out to be Kang Tianzhen's mother, but it was a great fortune to be able to visit such a great woman.

So when he saw Kang Tianzhen yelling "Mama~~~" and throwing himself into the arms of a graceful middle-aged man, he felt that the whole three views were crushed by the excavator.

"Back?" Kang Chunjie rubbed the back of Kang Tianzhen's neck expressionlessly.

Kang Tianzhen looked like she was enjoying herself at her parents' knees, "Yeah, I really miss Tianzhen so much~~"

"Hehe," Kang Chunjie grabbed the nape of his neck violently, and said in a deep voice, "Where's my riding whip?"

Kang Tianzhen's limbs were controlled like a kitten, and she wailed, "Dad, Dad, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, you let go, it hurts..."

"Hmph," Kang Chunjie let go of his hand, and glanced at Song Wenyuan, "This is..."

The lazy gaze swept across his body, Song Wenyuan subconsciously straightened his spine, but felt as if he was looking at him in a normal way, and instantly became insignificant in the dust.

Kang Tianzhen hurriedly hooked Song Wenyuan's shoulders, smiling brightly, "Dad, this is Song Wenyuan. I told you in the email that he was the one who saved me in Hubei. At that time, he kicked open the door like a god. Appearing at the door, six pairs of gorgeous wings spread out loudly, and the whole body is shining..."

"You're exaggerating," Song Wenyuan interrupted him, and smiled politely at Kang Chunjie, "Hi Uncle, my name is Song Wenyuan, and I'm an apprentice of Nanjing Xiaoxuanchuang. You can just call me Wenyuan."

Kang Chunjie smiled, "I know you, thank you for helping that little beast again and again."

Song Wenyuan took out the Qianlong famille rose celestial ball vase and said sincerely, "Tiantian and I are friends, and helping him is just a small effort. Such a gift is too expensive for me to accept."

Kang Chunjie glanced at it, "That's fake."

Song Wenyuan was taken aback, and looked at the porcelain in his hand in disbelief, "This Tianqiu vase has a smooth and graceful shape, the color is pink and soft, with a strong sense of three-dimensionality, and the turquoise green glaze on the mouth and bottom is light and smooth..."

"It was pinched when Tianzhen was 15 years old," Kang Chunjie said lightly, "Since you haven't seen the truth, then take it seriously and keep it."

"..." Song Wenyuan went crazy.

Kang Tianzhen went crazy, "Don't put the shit bowl on me, when did I pee? It's obviously the product of your daily practice failure. The color of this bottle is too bright, and the decoration is dull and rough, which can be seen at a glance. It’s an imitation, you’re ashamed to admit it because you burned the defective product yourself!”

"Instead of entangled in this issue, let's talk about why you only came to see me now," Kang Chunjie asked lightly.

"That..." Kang Tianzhen and Song Wenyuan looked at each other for 3 seconds, then turned their heads to look at their biological father, with a very strong heart, talking nonsense, "Oh, I didn't want to talk about this kind of scandal to stain your ears, but... Wen Yuan is so disappointing, when he was shoveling land on the Yunnan border, he was fed Amway by drug lords, and he abandoned his family and business to follow him to manufacture and sell drugs, right, Wen Yuan?"

The lies have been spread to this point, and it’s impossible not to answer them. Song Wenyuan had to laugh at himself, and patted his head with some annoyance, “It’s all because I was only dreaming of getting rich and wanting to reach the sky in one step, so I fell into the trap of others.” ..."

"Song Wenyuan, 22 years old, Scorpio, blood type A, studied at Sanpailou Primary School and Ninghai Middle School, dropped out at the age of 14, learned from Huang Xingyun, a shareholder of K. Wah Auction House, and is good at authenticating ancient books and calligraphy. His father, Song Qiang, is addicted to alcohol and gambling. I must lose, I owe usury a total of 150 million, and my mother Gu Yan ran away from home 12 years ago because of unbearable domestic violence..." Kang Chunjie spit out a bunch of information expressionlessly.

"..." Song Wenyuan swallowed all the lies wisely, feeling like his heart was about to stop beating.

Kang Tianzhen shouted in despair, "Dad, how can you investigate him?"

"This is just the tip of the iceberg," Kang Chunjie said calmly, "There are also his first love, first kiss and even his first night in the information. Private detectives are very dedicated."

Now, no matter how hypocritical Song Wenyuan was, he couldn't maintain his calm face, "You..."

"I'm lying to you," Kang Chunjie smiled slightly, "I actually don't know anything."

"...Your words are not convincing at all, okay!!!" Kang Tianzhen felt that he could no longer be a happy father and son.

The old man who went to Song Wenyuan's house to deliver the horsewhip came over and put Kang Chunjie on a windbreaker, and said respectfully, "Master, I'm going to be late for the seminar. Although it's a waste of time to listen to those stupid mortals, after all, it's the leaders above me. There is still a reward."

"Well," Kang Chunjie nodded, walked towards the Rolls-Royce outside the door, gestured at Kang Tianzhen with his fingers, "Uncle Xiang, check his recitation of "Outline of National History", and whip him for a wrong word."

"!!!" Kang Tianzhen decisively fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.