Fang Zheng was immediately happy, his hand shook, click! I took a photo!
Fang Zheng looked at the effect and found it was surprisingly good! Keep shooting!
The little squirrel seemed to know what Fang Zheng was doing. This time he pulled Fang Zheng's ears and opened his mouth wide as if he was about to bite. His little expression looked quite fierce.
Fang Zheng directly posted it to Moments and posted a text: "Oops, I was bullied by a vicious squirrel. My ears are in danger. Please help me!"
It was just a casual post, and he didn't expect anyone to reply to him. After all, his circle of friends was too small, with only four people: Zhao Datong, Hu Han, Fang Yunjing, and Ma Juan.
but…
At this moment, Ma Juan, who was at home preparing to go out to set off firecrackers, subconsciously looked at her circle of friends and happened to see this picture of Fang Zheng.
Ma Juan was immediately happy. She didn't expect that the master had such a cute side. As for the squirrel, she wasn't worried. The master was someone who could subdue a hungry wolf. How could he not defeat a squirrel? Ma Juan immediately commented: "Master, your ears are in danger. I will give you a hearing aid during the Chinese New Year, haha."
Fang Zheng was also happy and took a close-up of the little guy. The little guy was lying on the head of the lone wolf, covered with the lone wolf's silver hair, with a comfortable expression on his face.
Ma Juan was immediately amused when she saw this photo and immediately replied: "This little guy is so cute! The lone wolf is getting more and more handsome. Master, do you have any other pictures? Please give me beautiful photos."
And at the same time.
In a village in the northeast, Hu Han was leading a large group of children, carrying lanterns and running around the village. Occasionally he would throw two firecrackers at a house, scaring them and running away, having a great time. I took a moment to look at my phone, and happened to see the content of two Moments posted by Fang Zheng in succession. I was immediately amused by the cleverness of the little squirrel, and replied: "Master, please give me more photos, this squirrel is going to become a spirit. so cute!"
Then Hu Han specially called out Fang Yunjing and Zhao Datong: "Yunjing, Datong, come and see the master being cute!"
In Linjiang Community, Longshui District, JL City, Zhao Datong was standing at the dining table, with a garlic sauce bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other. He was clearly stuffing dumplings into big mouthfuls of dumplings even though he was almost too full to eat.
Several children nearby who were younger than Zhao Datong were also eating dumplings as if they had never eaten dumplings in their lives.
At this moment, a little girl laughed wildly, took out a golden 50-cent coin from her mouth, and laughed: "Haha... I got it! I will get rich this year!"
"You little girl, you only have your crotch sewn up, how can you make a fortune? You've wasted a coin, no, there's another one, I have to work harder." Zhao Datong reprimanded and continued to eat.
The other little guys followed suit. Zhao Datong murmured in his mind while eating: "I don't believe it. After all, I am still a college student. How can my wealth this year be as good as these little guys?"
While he was talking, a big boy next to him who was a few years younger than Zhao Datong made an ouch, and everyone clearly heard the sound of his teeth hitting the metal. Then the boy took out a 50-cent coin from his mouth in pain and joy. .
Seeing this, Zhao Datong and others threw their chopsticks together and lay there motionless. They all touched their bellies and were unwilling to move. At the same time, various complaints continued, accompanied by the smiles of the adults and the laughter of the Spring Festival Gala. Sound, chaos.
Zhao Datong took some time off and touched his phone. He happened to see Hu Han's Aite. He looked at the pictures sent by Fang Zheng and immediately smiled: "Master, here are two more! I want all kinds of cute photos!"
Fang Yunjing was not as crazy as Zhao Datong. The family sat quietly at home watching the Spring Festival Gala. There were relatives at home, and a group of children were running around on the ground. Fang Yunjing occasionally took care of the children, which was quite enjoyable. Most of the time, Fang Yunjing still likes to look at her mobile phone to pass the time. She doesn't like the programs in this time period very much.
Seeing Fang Zheng's picture, Fang Yunjing's eyes lit up, and she immediately forwarded it, and then said: "Master, do you have any more interesting pictures? I feel so sleepy in the middle of the night, but I have to stay up for the new year, so I need pictures to cheer me up."
Fang Zheng saw four people chasing him for photos, and his empty and lonely heart was immediately filled. He smiled and posted some photos he had taken before, including the little squirrel's nest and the couplets he had written.
Seeing the little squirrel's nest, Zhao Datong laughed directly: "Master, is this a squirrel's nest? Is this obviously a flower pot... Haha... Your technical content is too low."
The little rich woman Ma Juan said: "It's so pitiful. Master, you are abusing animals. The little squirrel's nest is too bad. I will mail you a better one later!"
Fang Zheng blushed and replied: "I don't have an ax or anything on this mountain, and I can't make anything fine. This flower pot is already the limit. At least, the little guy likes it."
The result was a group of hahaha...
Fang Yunjing and Hu Han focused on the words above. Fang Yunjing said in great surprise: "Master, where did you buy this couplet?"
Fang Zheng said: "I wrote it myself, what happened?"
Fang Yunjing heard this and exclaimed: "Did the master write it?"
"Yunjing, why are you so surprised?" Fang Yunjing's mother Fang Qiu scolded her from the side.
Fang Yunjing stuck out her tongue, then put Fang Zheng's words close to her like a treasure and said, "Mom, look at this word, what do you think of it?"
Fang Qiu frowned and said: "What the hell are you doing, girl? It can't be your handwriting, right? Don't be too ugly..."
"Oh, I know my mother is a great calligrapher. Can you help me take a look?" Fang Yunjing said coquettishly.
Fang Qiu surrendered immediately, took the phone and took a look. His smiling face suddenly froze, staring straight at the words on it. Seeing Luo Qiu like this, Fang Yunjing didn't bother him.
After a long while, Fang Qiu took a long breath and said, "Who wrote this? Do you know the master who wrote this?"
"Mom, your tone is a bit scary. What's wrong with this word?" Fang Yunjing asked.
"This calligraphy is so good. I have seen so many calligraphers' calligraphy, and this one deserves to be the first!" Fang Qiu exclaimed.
"So powerful?" Fang Yunjing covered her mouth with a look of disbelief.
"Of course, don't forget, I am a calligraphy critic and have been a referee in several provincial competitions." Fang Qiu suddenly became arrogant and asked, "Okay, don't change the subject, do you know how to write?" Who is the master?"
Fang Yunjing said: "I know it. It's in Yizhi Village, Yizhi Temple on Yizhi Mountain. This is written by Master Fangzheng there."
"Master Fangzheng? Yizhi Mountain?" Fang Qiu searched his memory, and it seemed that there was no such place, but he still said: "Forget it, let's go and have a look when spring comes. I also want to pay a visit to this calligraphy master... "
When Fang Yunjing heard this, she was amazed. Is Fang Zheng's handwriting really so powerful? Although she also thinks it's pretty awesome...
(End of chapter)