Causal lottery system

The slightly fat middle-aged man continued to bend over and pant after saying this, with a hideous expression on his face, as if he was in pain.

Ding Lang scratched his head in embarrassment, "I wrote this myself..."

"What?" The middle-aged man paused for a moment, showing a slightly confused expression, "You,"

Looking at him with his head tilted is really disgusting and cute... Ding Lang was shaken by his own thoughts, "Yes, I wrote it myself."

Hearing his affirmative answer, the man hesitated for a moment, and took out a business card from his pocket, "You are such a young man. I am Wu Nan, the vice president of the Capital Calligraphy Association. I feel very good when I see this word. You If you are interested, you can come to our association to have a look!"

Wu Nan actually didn't believe what the young man in front of him said, how could a vendor selling mooncakes write such good calligraphy?Even the fresh meat mooncakes can have a refined taste. Although compared with those masters, they are still a little bit less in style, but they are only a little bit less in style.

Although this strength of character is precisely the most important thing in the calligraphy world, if it is really written by the young man in front of him, he really has the potential to become a master.

Wu Nan is the vice president of the Capital Calligraphy Association and the chairman of a large enterprise.Although he is not as talented as others, but because he has always loved calligraphy, he begged a certain master to be his registered disciple. He has a certain influence in the business world, can get sponsors, and he has also sponsored a lot of money. Moreover, he is more down-to-earth than those masters who concentrate on calligraphy, so he was absorbed into the Calligraphy Association-this kind of association cannot always be filled with calligraphy.No matter the master, right?

The president of the Calligraphy Association is a highly respected master, but in fact he is only a nominal president and doesn't take much care of things on weekdays, so speaking of it, Wu Nan, the vice president of the Capital Calligraphy Association, is in charge.

Although his own level is average, after all, under the influence of many masters, he still has a basic appreciation of calligraphy. He came to the Capital University today to find an old classmate, and he was in a daze when he passed by Ding Lang's stall. He caught a glimpse of a very good signboard written on a piece of cardboard. After he hurriedly fixed the car, he rushed over to ask who wrote the words. Unexpectedly, he was about to close the stall, so he groaned in a hurry. Hum Chi ran over. After all, he was a middle-aged man who socialized more and exercised less on weekdays, and he was a little fleshy. He was panting after running for a short distance, and he even uttered Northeast dialect in a hurry.

Ding Lang accepted the business card, feeling a little moved.

He knew where his handwriting was flawed, it was exactly what Wu Nan thought, that kind of character.

In the end, he didn't have any calligraphy talent at all, even if he reached the peak of his skills with the help of the system, he still lacked that bit of character, and whether he can master this point depends entirely on himself.

Talented people may not need much experience to experience this character, but those without talent, such as Ding Lang, either need to experience a lot on their own to fully understand it, or get in touch with master calligraphers to get a better understanding, although even so Nor does it necessarily break through A-level to S-level.

There must be many calligraphy masters in the Calligraphy Association, even in name only.

Wu Nan is also very interested in this mooncake maker: "I'm afraid I can't write this word in more than ten years, brother?"

Ding Lang twitched the corners of his mouth with guilt and embarrassment, and replied vaguely: "Almost..." He did learn calligraphy since he was a child, but his calligraphy teacher gave him the comment "Learning calligraphy is a waste of time, give it up, Sao Nian" because of his poor talent. up.

Wu Nan has always been a little skeptical that a young man in his teens and 20s can write this handwriting. He has been practicing for decades, but he is only at that level, and this person is just a mooncake seller.I have to admit that there is a touch of sadness in this doubt_(:3)∠)_.

Ding Lang didn't know that the other party was suspicious of him. Looking at the time, it was already 09:30, and guessing that those lazy people in the dormitory should get up, he said apologetically to Wu Nan: "I'm sorry, I still have to leave beforehand. I will contact you when I have time!"

"Why don't you leave a contact information for me, little brother?" Wu Nan thought about it and was still worried that he would be forgotten when he turned around, so he asked for a contact information to give full play to his advantages of shamelessness.

Ding Lang thought for a while that he didn't have anything to show others, so he simply reported his mobile phone number.

After sending the trolley back to the rented grocery room, after a little tidying up, Ding Lang went back to school.

He specially left a few months of cakes for his roommates to take back. When he returned to the dormitory, Hu Dong just woke up. Although most of the others had eaten breakfast, he didn't mind having mooncakes made by a friend.

"Yo, the taste is really good!" Wang Ruiqing was the first to put his mouth down, because it was already cold when he brought it back, so the taste is naturally not as good as when it was just out of the pot, but it still tastes amazing——especially Everyone in 303 never thought that their dormitory could produce a virtuous person with full culinary skills who could even make meaty mooncakes that were tall and complex at first listen.

Ding Lang just smiled at this: "Today there are only a few, if you want to eat tomorrow, I will leave two more for you!"

That being said, other people are not so thick-skinned.Ding Lang got up early today to go to work, they didn't do anything, and the other party remembered to leave some for them after working for a long time.

Let's go help tomorrow... I heard from Ding Lang that it will be sold out by nine o'clock. This attitude is very popular. I guess it's too late for one person. Although they don't know how to make moon cakes, it's still better to help collect the bills and find some change. Will do.

The others thought in unison.

After the class in the afternoon, Ding Lang hurriedly rode his bicycle to get the ingredients, and he had to buy some more today. Although he has class _(:3)∠)_ in the morning tomorrow, he only has one or two classes in the afternoon. After the class, you can come out to set up a stall, and you can sell it for about an hour before going to class in the morning.

Today, he plans to buy some soy milk and soy milk in addition to the ingredients of fresh meat moon cakes, otherwise he will miss a lot of business by selling only fresh meat moon cakes.

After dragging the purchased materials back to the rented house and storing them in ice cubes, Ding Lang finally rested.

Sure enough, it is more convenient to have a refrigerator. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the freshness of fresh meat mooncakes will be gone. Although this kind of thing can be sold all year round, Ding Lang does not intend to focus on this business.

He still has a lot of delicious food in his head!

But in this way, the preservation of materials will become a problem. After all, it is more convenient to have a refrigerator...

Early the next morning, Ding Lang got up at five o'clock again. He just got dressed and was about to go out when he was surprised to find that Hu Dong and Wu Fangchao, who were the last risers on weekdays, also woke up.

Because the others were still sleeping, he asked in a low voice, "What are you doing up so early?"

Hu Dong wiped his face indiscriminately: "Go and help you, you can't do it alone."

The author has something to say: hot, today is the only update, but tomorrow we should get off work early and go to the boss’s house to have an early New Year’s Eve dinner ＿(:3∠)＿I don’t know why Mao eats New Year’s Eve so early It's dinner time... Well, my focus is on tomorrow's double update, and I'll make up for a minecraft update. Please leave a message, collect it, and support me!

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Leave a message and reply tomorrow, I'm so sleepy... Regarding the problem of Gong, many relatives don't like Xiao Gong's appearance ＿(: 3∠)＿The author didn't describe it well, in fact he will be very contrasting and cute...【You get out