No. 1 rich family abandons young

In a blink of an eye, Song Ci and Li Shuyao found the school and retrieved the surveillance video.

When Li Shuyao found out that Shen Lang did not deliberately smash the bulletin board, her heart skipped a beat.

"It seems that I really blamed Shen Lang by mistake. It turned out that this was a misunderstanding, maybe I was narrow-minded!"

Li Shuyao sighed inwardly.

She sorted out her complicated thoughts and continued to watch the next surveillance video.

About 5 minutes passed.

"found it!"

Song Ci pointed at the screen.

"Unfortunately, there is only the back of the benefactor, and it's still blurry!" Li Shuyao cried out regretfully.

Because when Shen Lang rushed up, the speed was very fast, and the images captured by the camera were limited.

"Don't look, this speed must be Shen Lang!" Song Ci was a little excited.

That day in Mingyue Tower, Shen Lang didn't change his expression when facing his violent brother Zheng Yunjie, the grandson of Marquis Yongding.

Song Ci didn't know what a gentleman was in Li Shuyao's mind. She only knew that Shen Lang was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and he retracted freely.

Li Shuyao didn't have much contact with Shen Lang, so naturally she couldn't understand Song Ci's mood at the moment.

"It's not like, Shen Lang is eager to experience his premonition, how could he rescue him." Li Shuyao shook his head lightly.

"Shu Yao, I think you have a deep misunderstanding of Shen Lang. He is actually quite principled. It is impossible for him to watch two fresh lives disappear just to show off his quick tongue."

Ever since that day, when Shen Lang and Zheng Yunjie played against each other, Song Ci could see Shen Lang's character.

"I think you are a nympho, Xiaoci, you need to strengthen your ability to distinguish right from wrong. Although Shen Lang is not a villain, he is not a gentleman either." Li Shuyao said.

"That's all, let's not talk about this, the annual meeting of your Li Group will be coming soon, Shu Yao, will you still perform in Mingyue Tower like in previous years?" Song Ci asked.

"Yes, we have to perform every year." Li Shuyao said.

"I really want to see it, but the relationship between our two families makes it impossible to go." Song Ci felt sorry for this.

"As long as you want to see it, I can perform it for you now." After Li Shuyao finished speaking, she was about to take Song Ci to the piano room.

"Wow, are you going to play the guqin this time?" Song Ci asked in surprise.

"That's right, grandpa said that the performance at this annual meeting must be more grand than in previous years. I heard that there will be a son of a noble family in Kyoto, who has a special status, so he will take it very seriously. Grandpa even borrowed a thousand-year-old Tangqin for me. "Li Shuyao explained.

Tangqin like this, of course, has to be borrowed, and the owner will not sell it, unless it is a confidante.

"Thousand-year Tangqin? Will it not rot if left for so long?" Song Ci asked: "Could it be borrowed from Ling Shuangyue, I know her, she is a luthier who specializes in collecting Guqin, and the Guqin she collects is very well maintained .”

The Song family is a family of antiques and has dealt with Ling Shuangyue before.

"Xiao Ci, do you know Ling Shuangyue?" Li Shuyao was slightly surprised.

"Yes, Ling Shuangyue was originally the daughter of a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River. Two years ago, she came to Yuncheng to open a collection of folk music and ancient music. My grandfather worked with her." Song Ci replied.

"It's a pity that the thousand-year-old Tang Qin is with my grandfather, and it can only be taken out on the day of the annual meeting." Li Shuyao sighed softly.

"It's okay, let's go Shu Yao, go to the piano room." Song Ci bouncing around was about to drag Li Shuyao to the piano room.

At this time, Shen Lang had already left the school.

After signing in at Jianghua University, there is no need to continue to stay.

There are still many things at hand, the third trial task is not completed, Shen Siyuan's confidant in Feiyu Group has not been found out, and Shen Lang has never relaxed.

The next day, Shen Lang attended the Lanting Exhibition as scheduled.

Accompanied by Cui Tiancheng, Shen Lang went to meet He Zhili, the president of the Calligraphy Association.

"Xiao Shen, hello, I am He Zhili, the president of the Provincial Book Association."

Chairman He did not put on airs, and reached out to shake Shen Lang's hand.

"President He, hello." Shen Lang also reached out to shake hands.

"Come on, sit down, let's have a good chat."

Obviously, President He is very enthusiastic about Shen Lang.

Shen Lang had heard from Cui Tiancheng before that President He cherished talents very much, and it was true when he saw him today.

"Xiao Shen, why don't you join the Provincial Calligraphy Association? This is a great opportunity for you. A talent like you can really be useful when you come to the Calligraphy Association. I guarantee that you will be able to learn calligraphy before you are 30 years old. achieved great success.”

He Zhili feels sorry for Shen Lang, because if he misses this year, he can only wait for the next year.

But how could He Zhili know that Shen Lang had made extraordinary achievements in calligraphy four years ago, and that the person from Sanliang Mountain was Shen Lang himself.

"I don't really like restraint, but I like more free time. It doesn't matter to me whether I can join the club or not." Shen Lang explained.

"Don't you want that fame? Joining the Calligraphy Association and being admired by others is the dream of many people in the industry. Aren't you tempted?" He Zhili asked again.

"What I pursue is calligraphy attainment, not a false name." Shen Lang answered truthfully.

Shen Lang's refusal to join the Provincial Calligraphy Association was not entirely due to file issues. If he really wanted to be famous, he would have admitted that he was the legendary "Sanliang Mountain Man" in the calligraphy world.

Compared with this, the Provincial Calligraphy Association is nothing. Take He Zhili as an example, it is far inferior to Shen Lang's attainments in the field of calligraphy.

"It's rare! It's rare! At such a young age, you can regard fame as floating clouds, and that Wang Ziwen is not even worthy of carrying your shoes. This time, he really took advantage of him, otherwise he would not be able to enter the Provincial Calligraphy Association before the age of 30! "

President He Zhili still has a bit of character, and he will not dare to comment just because Wang Ziwen is the young master of the Wang family.

Shen Lang just smiled and said nothing.

Wang Ziwen is indeed not worthy of carrying his shoes.

Afterwards, President He Zhili invited Shen Lang to inscribe a few more pictures, one of which was taken to participate in the Lanting Exhibition, and the remaining few were collected by himself.

Shen Lang used [-]% of the real level, if he used [-]%, He Zhili would definitely find out the clues.

After the Lanting exhibition, Shen Lang was asked out by Song Ci.

"Shen Lang, yesterday at the school gate, did you save me and Li Shuyao?" Song Ci guessed that it was Shen Lang, because she was familiar with Shen Lang's back.

Shen Lang didn't answer immediately, but asked with a serious face, "Why didn't you listen to me at that time?"

"I..." Song Ci hesitated.

"Your grandfather regards you as the apple of his eye, and you treat your life like this?"

"I'm sorry." Song Ci lowered her head, bit her cherry lips lightly, and did not refute.

When Shen Lang saw Song Ci being so obedient for the first time, he put away the seriousness on his face and said, "Next time, you must trust me."

"Well, I see..." Song Ci nodded obediently.

Immediately, Song Ci raised her small face, opened a pair of bright and clear eyes and asked, "So, you can be sure that you saved me and Shu Yao, right?"

"I just saved Li Shuyao just to save you." Shen Lang responded lightly.

"I knew that you are a real gentleman and a real man!" Song Ciqiao showed an intoxicating smile on her face, and she was extremely happy.

The corners of Shen Lang's mouth curved slightly, he smiled lightly, then turned and left.

……

Finally, the annual meeting of the Li family arrived.

Everything will come to an end!