Zhou Bowen's eyes were firmly fixed on Tang Hao at this time.

"Give birth to a son like you." Zhou Bowen looked excited, but he didn't know Tang Hao's name, so he couldn't help but say bluntly.

"Dare to ask Mr. Daming." Being so respectfully addressed by a white-haired old man, Tang Hao was a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly said, "Under Tang Hao." ”

"Tang Hao, a good name, the sun and the moon shine without bias, why do you sue Cang "Hao". The good shepherd is called a god, and he is deeply merciful. What a name. Zhou Bowen nodded again and again.

Tang Hao couldn't help but laugh a little, what word can become a poem in the mouth of these old pedants, this time he came to buy the shopping center of Bluetown Group, not here to talk to the old pedants about poetry.

"I'm sorry, old man, I still have something to discuss with Mr. Lan, I don't know if it's convenient."

"It's convenient, it's convenient, just talk about it, after talking, the old man still has something to ask for." Zhou Bowen looked at Tang Hao's eyes shining, that look Tang Hao was very familiar, just like those old pedants looked at him, Tang Hao quickly escaped, although he loved Chinese culture and was proud of his spiritual wealth, but he didn't want to be stumped by these old pedants, read some ancient poems every day, learn some people, the way of man, the people of heaven and the like.

Pulling the blue light to the side, Tang Hao pointed to the calligraphy next to him with his hand.

"What, Mr. Lan, I won't beat around the bush with you, don't lie to me, I saw you excited just now, obviously moved by my calligraphy and painting."

Lan Guangyao couldn't help but smile bitterly, Tang Hao's picture of mountains and rivers, as well as those two verses, really shocked him, and it was indeed far from the point where he was moved, but he was a little excited when he saw Zhou Bowen, and he was a little afraid that something would happen to him.

Lan Guangyao glanced at Zhou Bowen, who was holding a magnifying glass with a magnifying glass in front of Tang Hao's picture just now, and looked at it intently, with his eyesight, he could clearly see that Zhou Bowen was obviously interested in Tang Hao.

If you want to accept Tang Hao as an apprentice, if you don't agree to Tang Hao, once Tang Hao tells Zhou Bowen that he lied to him for the purpose of coming, it will be terrible, it is irreparable, it is better to have a good relationship with Tang Hao in front of him in advance.

Blue Light Yao gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Okay, my Blu-ray Yao talks count, you wait, I'll go get the contract." Lan Guangyao turned his head to look at Zhou Bowen, and looked at the Blue City Shopping Center in front of him, this time it was really a waste of rice, and Lan Guangyao's heart was dripping blood.

Tang Hao looked at the Blue City Shopping Center in front of him, and suddenly became proud, and at the same time, he was a little grateful to the few old pedants who were desperately abusing him at the beginning, if it weren't for them, Tang Hao today would not be able to buy such a huge square at a price of 100 million.

"Tang Hao, you come here, you come here." Zhou Bowen beckoned over there.

When Tang Hao approached, Zhou Bowen glanced at Tang Hao and seemed a little embarrassed to speak.

"Sir, if you want me to be your apprentice, then forget it, I'm just an idle person, and I still like to be idle." Tang Hao saw that the other nine old gentlemen were all looking at him with blazing eyes, and they did not hide their love for themselves in their eyes, Tang Hao couldn't help but be a little frightened, of course, the love of these nine old gentlemen is just simple love, not love between men and women.

"No, I'm not trying to take you as an apprentice, but I want you to take me as a disciple."

"What?" Tang Hao almost didn't jump up on the spot.

Lan Guangyao, who ran over with the contract behind him, almost fainted when he heard this, he almost thought that his ears had heard it wrong. With Zhou Bowen's status in the literary world, no one can shake it, including the master of Chinese studies, Shi Hengdao, who has to call himself a junior.

"What to fuss about? I am only 112 years old this year, and I am still very young, and there is an old thing that is 150 years old this year, and I am still very young compared to him. Zhou Bowen was full of smiles.

Tang Hao suddenly glanced at Zhou Bowen in surprise, 112 years old, at this age, his mind reacts so quickly, he speaks clearly, and he is almost the same as a middle-aged person in his 50s, just from the appearance, at most he is in his sixties.

"How about it, Mr. Tang, if you want, I will be your apprentice, of course, I will not do it in vain, how much tuition is needed, you just say." Although Zhou Bowen is an old pedant, his thinking is not old-fashioned, think about it, a person with old-fashioned thinking can only be regarded as a literati at most, and it is impossible to achieve Zhou Bowen's position.

"Fellow student, I don't know something."

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

"With your status, your knowledge, your abilities, why do you learn from someone of my age? If it were you, I would never be able to say it. ”

Zhou Bowen glanced at Tang Hao carefully, and then said calmly.

"There is no end to learning, threesome, there must be my teacher; From my conversation with Mr. Tang and what you just had, I can know that Mr. Tang must be a person with great ambitions, a city in his chest, and an ambitious person, which is the luck of my China and the luck of my nation, and Mr. Tang alone is enough to be my teacher, teach me what I say, and learn from you. ”

Zhou Bowen's words were said that Tang Hao was a little embarrassed, he came here this time just for this shopping mall.

Zhou Bowen said this at this time, there is no one in the sky who praises himself, there is only one person on the earth, no matter how thick-skinned Tang Hao is, he is a little embarrassed to be praised by such an old man.

"Mr. Liao praised, I just learned a little ancient poetry, and I deserve to be praised by Mr."

"Alas, Mr. is still too modest, just looking at Mr. This painting, quite the style of Master Wu Daozi, but the god is like and transcendence, Mr. This painting is really worthy of no ancients, no one after him."

Zhou Bowen's exclamation made Tang Hao wave his hand again and again.

"Old man, if you are complimenting me like this, I will fly."

"Haha, sir, I don't know if it's convenient at night, stay for a light meal." Zhou Bowen took the initiative to send out an invitation.

"Probably not." Tang Hao thought for a while, shook his head and refused, the blue light on the side was dumbfounded, thinking that you are a second goods, but you can really pretend to be forced, if you know who the old man in front of you is, you kid is afraid that you don't know what to look like.

"Old Zhou, I'm fine at night, why don't I accompany you to eat all the time." Lan Guangyao stepped forward with a flattering face, blocked Tang Hao behind him, and waved his hands behind him, signaling Tang Hao to leave quickly.

"You? Hum. Zhou Bowen snorted coldly, the unique arrogance of literary people was fully revealed, for some people who have no literary talent, these people are very admitted.

Lan Guangyao was suddenly a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to say anything, Zhou Bowen came over this time to see his father's face, not for him Lan Guangyao. If you don't know the severity of the matter, I'm afraid that Zhou Lao will brush his sleeves and leave on the spot.

"Mr. Tang, don't be in a hurry, I still want to discuss literature with you." When Zhou Bowen saw that Tang Hao was leaving, he immediately became anxious and hurriedly chased after him.

Although Zhou Bowen looks young on the outside, his body is obviously not very good, after all, he is older, his body is good, and he can't run at will, Zhou Bowen didn't run a few steps, and his stiff legs and feet immediately tripped his body, and the whole person fell forward.

"Holy." Lan Guangyao was so frightened that his eyes almost popped out, your uncle, if Zhou Lao had a mistake here, then his life would be sad.

It's just that he is dozens of meters away from Zhou Bowen, unless he can fly over, watching Zhou Bowen fall to the ground, Lan Guangyao is not seeing Zhou Bowen falling, but the entire Blue City Group followers falling.

His face was as gray as ash, and his whole body almost collapsed there on the spot.

Just when Zhou Bowen was about to fall to the ground, Tang Hao almost crossed a distance of several meters with an arrow step, and a pair of hands firmly dragged Zhou Bowen's shoulders.

"Are you alright, old sir?"

Zhou Bowen was also frightened at this time, although he wanted to use his hands to support the ground, but his body's reaction couldn't keep up with his brain at all, and he could only watch himself crash into the ground.

At this time, he was helped up by Tang Hao, and Zhou Bowen was immediately grateful, and bowed down.

"Thank you, Mr. Tang, for saving your life." Zhou Bowen himself knows in his heart that once he hits the ground, even if he doesn't die, he won't want to stand up for the rest of his life.

So no matter which one it is, it is not an exaggeration to say that Tang Hao has a life-saving grace for himself.

"Old man, you are tormenting me, if my grandfather is here, he is probably the same age as you."

"Yes, good boy." Zhou Bowen's face was full of excitement, polite, literate, knowledgeable, courageous, and most importantly, he had such a deep literary foundation, and it was rare to be so humble.

"I don't know who Mr. studied and where his home is."

"I'm sorry, old man, I have something to do when I go back, so I won't delay you, you take care of your body, happy new year." After Tang Hao finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhou Bowen to answer, turned around and ran.

Looking at Tang Hao's back, Zhou Bowen nodded again and again, with a smile on his face.

Tang Hao, who ran out, reacted that he hadn't signed the contract yet, and it was obviously not suitable to run back at this time, so it would be a day or two later, and when they were all gone, he was going back to ask for it.

Turning his head and looking at the Blue City Center Shopping Plaza, which covers an extremely wide area and has many houses behind him, the pride in his heart is beyond words.

When he walked out of the inside, the entrepreneurs who were watching the excitement outside were stunned, Tang Hao was not invited out by the "bodyguard", looking like that, there was nothing at all, what was going on?

At the time of the Chinese New Year, although many stores were closed, there were also some shops still open, Zhonghai as a world-class metropolis, there are many workers, there are many people who go back, and naturally some people do not go back in order to save travel expenses.

And these people don't go back and don't want to cook, so these still open shops have naturally become a gathering point for these people.

Five yuan a bowl of ramen, a big bowl, Tang Hao is not used to northern noodles, but he feels good when he eats it occasionally.

The portion is very sufficient, and there are a few pieces of beef, five yuan is very worthwhile, the boss seems to be a simple person, their noodle restaurant is different from other noodle restaurants, whether it is ramen, or knife-cut noodles, all are made outside the store, and there is an iron sheet outside to block the dazzling sunlight, a table, the boss makes noodles very fast.