Chapter 119 The Master Is Also Cute 【Favorite】

Fangzheng was immediately happy, his hands shook, click! Take a picture!

Fangzheng looked at the effect, it turned out to be surprisingly good! keep shooting!

The little squirrel also seemed to know what Fang was doing. This time, he pulled Fangzheng's ear and opened his mouth wide as if he was about to bite. His little expression was quite fierce.

Fangzheng directly sent it to Moments, and sent a paragraph of text: "Oh, I was bullied by a vicious squirrel, if my ears are not protected, please help!"

That is to say, he sent it casually, and didn't expect anyone to reply to him. After all, his circle of friends is too small, only Zhao Datong, Hu Han, Fang Yunjing, and Ma Juan.

but……

At this moment, Ma Juan, who was preparing to go out to set off firecrackers at home, subconsciously looked at Moments, and happened to see this picture of Fang Zheng.

Ma Juan was immediately amused. She never thought that the master had such a cute side. As for the squirrel, she was not worried. The master is someone who can subdue hungry wolves. Would he not be able to deal with a squirrel? Ma Juan immediately commented: "Master, your ears are in danger. I will give you a hearing aid for the Chinese New Year, haha."

Fangzheng was also happy, and took a close-up of the little guy. The little guy was lying on top of the lone wolf's head, 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 beautiful photos."

And at the same time.

In a village in the Northeast, Hu Hanzheng led a large group of children and ran around the village with lanterns. Occasionally, he threw two firecrackers at a certain family, scaring them away and running away, having a great time. Taking the time to glance at the phone, I happened to see the two Moments that Fangzheng posted consecutively, and was immediately amused by the little squirrel's cleverness, and replied: "Master, please ask for more photos, this squirrel is going to become a genius, so cute!"

Then Hu Han specially asked Fang Yunjing and Zhao Datong: "Yunjing, Datong, let's see how cute Master is!"

In the Linjiang District of Longshui District, JL City, Zhao Datong was standing at the edge of the dining table, with a garlic sauce bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other. He was obviously too full to eat, but he was still stuffing dumplings.

A few children who were younger than Zhao Datong also ate like crazy, as if they had never eaten dumplings in their entire lives.

At this moment, a little girl laughed wildly, took out a golden 50 cent coin from her mouth, and said with a big laugh, "Haha... I got it! I'm going to get rich this year!"

"You little girl, you just sewed your crotch, so what kind of money do you make? You wasted one coin, no, there is another one, I have to work harder." Zhao Datong continued to eat after a reprimand.

The other little guys followed suit, and Zhao Datong muttered to himself while eating: "I don't believe it, I'm still a college student, so my fortune this year can't be as good as these little things?"

While talking, a big boy a few years younger than Zhao Datong let out an ouch, everyone clearly heard the sound of teeth hitting the metal, and then the boy was in pain and joy, and took out a 50 cent coin from his mouth .

Zhao Datong and the others, seeing this, threw their chopsticks collectively, lay there motionless, and touched their bellies one by one, unwilling to move. At the same time, all kinds of complaints continued, accompanied by the smiles of the adults, the laughter of the Spring Festival Gala The sound became a mess.

After Zhao Datong was free, he touched his phone and saw Hu Han's Aite, then looked at the picture Fang Zheng sent, and immediately smiled: "Master, here are two more! I want all kinds of cute photos!"

And Fang Yunjing is not as crazy as Zhao Datong, the family sits quietly at home watching the Spring Festival Gala, there are still relatives at home, a group of children running around on the ground, Fang Yunjing occasionally takes the children, but it is fun. Most of the time, Fang Yunjing still likes to check her mobile phone to pass the time. She doesn't like the programs in this time period very much.

Seeing Fangzheng's picture, Fang Yunjing's eyes lit up, she forwarded it immediately, and then said: "Master, do you have any more fun pictures? I'm so sleepy in the middle of the night, but I need pictures to refresh me because I'm going to stay up all year."

Seeing four people chasing after him for photos, Fangzheng immediately filled his empty and lonely heart. He smiled and posted some photos he had taken before, including the little squirrel's nest and the couplets he wrote.

Seeing the little squirrel's nest, Zhao Datong laughed straight away: "Master, are you a squirrel's nest? Is this clearly a flowerpot... Haha... Your technical content is too low."

The little rich woman Ma Juan said: "It's too pitiful, master, you are cruel to animals. The little squirrel's nest is also too bad. I will mail you a good one later!"

Fangzheng blushed, and replied: "The poor monk doesn't have axes or anything on this mountain, and he can't make fine things. 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 paid attention to the above words, and Fang Yunjing said in amazement: "Master, where did you buy this couplet?"

Fangzheng said, "I wrote it myself, what's wrong?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yunjing exclaimed, "Master wrote it?"

"Yun Jing, what are you doing so suddenly?" Fang Yunjing's mother, Fang Qiu, reprimanded her.

Fang Yunjing stuck out her tongue, then moved Fangzheng's writing over as if offering a treasure, and said, "Mom, take a look, what do you think of this word?"

Fang Qiu frowned, and said, "What the hell are you doing, girl? Could it be your handwriting? Don't be too ugly..."

"Oh, I know my mother is a great calligrapher, can you help me see it." Fang Yunjing acted like a baby.

Fang Qiu immediately surrendered, took a look at the mobile phone, his smiling face suddenly froze, and stared straight at the words on it. Seeing Luo Qiu like this, Fang Yun didn't bother him.

After a while, Fang Qiu let out 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 read so many calligraphers' calligraphy, and this one is well-deserved number one!" Fang Qiu exclaimed.

"So powerful?" Fang Yunjing covered her mouth with disbelief.

"Of course, don't forget, I'm a calligraphy critic, and I've been a referee for several provincial competitions." Fang Qiu suddenly became arrogant, and then asked: "Okay, don't change the subject, you know how to write Who is your master?"

Fang Yunjing said: "I know it. It's in Yizhi Village, in the Yizhi Temple on Yizhi Mountain. It was written by Master Fangzheng there."

"Master Fangzheng? One Finger Mountain?" Fang Qiu searched all over his memory, but he didn't seem to find such a 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... ..."

Fang Yunjing was amazed when she heard the words, is Fangzheng's handwriting really so powerful? Although she also thinks it's quite powerful...