After the official announcement of a cub, the villain was forced to become a good person

The days that followed were a little quieter, until today, it was the country's highest-level calligraphy exhibition called "Sunday", which is held every five years.

Fu Qingheng was also invited to participate in this session.

Generally speaking, those invited to the exhibition are long-established calligraphers, and Fu Qingheng is the youngest calligrapher invited to the exhibition.

This is no ordinary honor, so this time, Jiu Si took Yao Yao and Fu Yuan with him.

The exhibition happened to be held in the largest art exhibition hall in Shengjing.

When Jiu Si, Fu Yuan and Yao Yao entered, in addition to calligraphers from various schools, there were also reporters.

Silly Cat is wearing an orange pumpkin pants suit, which looks very festive.

She walked in front of Mama and Guoguo, looking left and right, and finally found her fourth brother among a bunch of reporters.

Fu Qingheng is writing with a brush.

Today's Fu Qingheng is different from before. His figure is long and elegant, and the broken hair that was originally placed on his forehead has been combed up. His clear eyebrows have a vague sense of alienation, and his whole person is cold. Nothing like "Fu Qingheng" at all.

It's like he's become a different person.

If we say that in front of his family, Fu Qingheng is a top-notch crybaby who has no bottom line.

The Fu Qingheng he saw now was a bright moon, dazzling but out of reach, gorgeous but cold.

But so what?

In Silly Mao's heart, she only has her fourth brother!

Zaizai laughed out loud and waited for her fourth brother to finish writing. She ran up and waved her claws: "Guo Guo, Guo Guo!"

The young man raised his eyes when he heard the sound, and smiled the moment he saw the little fat boy. He was completely different from just now.

Fu Yuan and Jiu Si also followed with smiles.

The reporters paused for a moment, then turned around subconsciously when they saw Yao Yao, one of the reporters exclaimed: "This, this, this! Isn't this King Aotian who dominates Bear Island?! King Aotian actually and Fu Qingheng belongs to the same family!"

Fu Yuan, yes.

There were all seasoned and experienced reporters present, and everyone knew the genius entrepreneur from the Financial Daily, the eldest son of the Fu family in Shengjing!

Looking at the woman next to Mr. Fu.

All the reporters were dazzled. She has a slender figure. She is [-]. She is wearing sparkling diamond stiletto heels and a white dress that covers her buttocks and fishtails. Her bright eyes are full of smiles, and the moles at the corners of her eyes make her even more charming. .

The reporters were stunned, quickly picked up the camera and took pictures.

"Fuck, fuck!!! His girlfriend!!! His girlfriend!!! No one can compete with me for tomorrow's top trending topics!!"

"It's obvious to you! The material is here anyway, whoever takes the best photo gets it!"

There was a shutter sound, and Fu Yuan looked at the kid who had crawled into Fu Qingheng's arms at some point. He took a step forward, bent his fingers and hooked Yao Yao's little nose, and said with a smile: "You can run fast, today you The fourth brother is the protagonist, don’t dirty your fourth brother’s clothes, come here and let the eldest brother hold you.”

He pointed at Fu Qingheng's white suit.

The little stupid cat lowered his head and took a look, feeling like he was this guy~

Zaizai turned around and threw himself into Fu Yuan's arms: "Da Guo Guo is right! I'd better let Da Guo Guo hold me down!"

Fu Yuan, who got his sister, smiled even more and pinched Yao Yao's little bun face. Fu Qingheng also smiled and turned to look at Jiu Si: "Mom, brother, my teacher Mr. Song is also here today. He is also here." I’m talking about Yaoyao, so let’s go take a look together.”

Jiu Si nodded: "Okay, since I am your teacher, I, as a mother, should naturally go and see it."

The mother and son walked in chatting and laughing, leaving a group of reporters staring in disbelief at what they heard.

Reporter No. [-]: "What? Did you hear what she said?"

Reporter No. [-] blinked his innocent eyes: "She doesn't seem to be a couple with Xiao Fu...she is so damn similar."

Reporter No. [-]: "Hey, isn't that the wife of Fu Tingchen, the leader of the Fu family??? By the way, isn't he a celibate person?"

Reporter No. [-]: "No. [-], you fart! Where can you get children without a wife?? Unmarriageism... I'm better than you! Five sons and one daughter!"

Reporter No. [-]: “Ha!! I’ve got tomorrow’s hot headlines!!!”

Inside the exhibition, a group of well-known masters in calligraphy gathered together. Mr. Song was at the top of the list. They were chatting happily. When he looked up and saw that his beloved disciple had arrived, he couldn't hold back the smile on his face.

The old man stood up and walked over on crutches: "Hey, hey, my beloved disciple is here. I'll go find my beloved disciple first, while you guys chat."

A few others nodded and waved: "Go ahead, go ahead, it's not easy to make an apprentice at such an old age..."

"Damn it, you're still worried about him. His apprentice has a promising future! Did you know that the purple stars were falling from the sky at that time..."

Here, when Mr. Song got closer, he realized that not only his beloved disciple, but also the eldest son and daughter-in-law of the Fu family, and his daughter-in-law Jiu Si, whom Mr. Fu had been showing off to him recently, were here.

When Mr. Song stepped forward, Fu Yuan hugged Yao Yao and called him "Grandpa Song."

Immediately, he looked at Jiu Si with a kind smile on his face: "It's true, Lao Fu has shown off to us eight hundred times, but now it seems that he is putting it lightly."

Jiu Si smiled accordingly. The adults were really bored to death when they talked.

What does Yao Yao always think, because she can’t understand a word~

Zaizi patted Fu Yuan's arm, and after walking down Fu Yuan's legs, she took small steps and looked around.

While she was looking around, the other old men sitting inside were also looking at her.

Mr. Zhang stroked his white beard and raised his hand at Yaoyao.

The stupid cat looked left and right, and finally found that there was no one around her, then she raised her paw and pointed at herself. When the other person nodded, she was not afraid and ran in.

She blinked and pinched her waist: "Grandpa, are you looking for a nest?"

Mr. Zhang nodded: "Yes, I'm looking for you."

"What's your name? Is Fu Qingheng your brother?"

Yao Yao hooked her lips and tugged on the chirp on her head. She took out the sword in her butt pocket and showed it off directly: "Fu Aotian's God! Fu Aotian's Fu! Fu Aotian's pride! Fu Aotian's God!"

"Fu Qingheng is Aotian's four-pot pot~"

The five old men in the room looked at this cute and unattractive baby and applauded her in surprise: "Oh, this is awesome. Look at how flexible these hands are. She is indeed a doll from the Fu family."

Mr. Zhang was immediately happy. He walked forward with a cane. He touched Yaoyao's little head and led her to a piece of rice paper on the table: "Girl, can you write?"

When the stupid cat heard it, who couldn't write? ?By asking this, isn't it looking down on yourself? !

Zaizi curled his lips, holding a brush handed over by Mr. Zhang and thinking for a while, gesticulating and just about to write, when his hand was held by another white and tender hand the next second.

The little boy raised his hand with a straight face and corrected Yao Yao's incorrect pen-holding posture. There was a hint of calmness in his childish voice: "This is the correct way to hold the pen. Do you remember, sister?"