Coming out of the small room, Su Hao endured the discomfort in his body and went to the exhibition with Zhuge Dali.
The main thing was that Zhu Zihan was too enthusiastic. This prestigious master was now calling him brother, which made Su Hao feel strange.
Was this the so-called friendship that disregarded age?
But I don't know anything about calligraphy.
Helplessly, Su Hao could only accompany them as a junior. He just listened to whatever they said and echoed them from time to time.
Yes, yes, yes. You're right. You're right.
As for his opinion, he was determined not to express it.
To outsiders, this was just a display of his modesty.
Su Hao even met a few people who came to ask for autographs. Fortunately, Zhu Zihan tactfully rejected them, which saved Su Hao from embarrassment.
After about half an hour, Zhu Zihan had to leave.
"Little brother Su Hao, this is my business card. Take it well. If you need anything, you can look for me directly.”
When they parted ways, Zhu Zihan handed him his business card.
Su Hao answered.
Zhu Zihan was not only a master of calligraphy, but he also had high achievements in the creation of traditional literature.
He could be said to be one of the representatives of modern literature.
Although he was writing a web novel, he might have the opportunity to come into contact with it in the future.
After separating from Zhu Zihan and the others, Su Hao immediately heaved a sigh of relief.
"Su Hao, are you feeling unwell?”
Zhuge Dali suddenly asked.
"How did you know?"
"I can tell."
Zhuge Dali sized him up." Based on the way you normally walk, we'll know when we compare it with your current situation.”
" I'm not feeling well," Su Hao said helplessly." My stomach hurts a little, but it's much better now than before."”
"Do you want me to accompany you to the hospital?”
"No need, no need. I know the situation. It's okay.”
Zhuge Dali nodded.
It was just that her stomach was uncomfortable, so it was not a big deal.
After all, Su Hao's physique wasn't very good before, so it was normal for him to have some problems.
"You have to train harder in the future."
"Haven't I been jogging with you every morning recently?" Su Hao laughed. I feel that my physical condition has improved significantly. I believe that it will get better after some time.”
"Only perseverance will be effective."
"So I'll have to ask you to supervise me."
Zhuge Dali smiled." Let's go back."”
Zhu Zihan and the others left. Zhuge Dali was worried that he would be surrounded by those fanatical fans, so he did not plan to continue visiting.
As for Su Hao, he couldn't wait to go back to his room and lie down.
He was too f * cking tired.
After leaving the exhibition center, he took a ride back to iPartment. Zhuge Dali went out to buy groceries while Su Hao returned to his room.
On the way back, after getting familiar with the swelling pain, he felt a different kind of pleasure.
"Could it be that I have an M physique?"
"No, no, no. How is that possible?"
Actually, it shouldn't be said to be a pleasant feeling. It could only be said that his mental state was a little better.
He had been busy attending Master Zhu Zihan's calligraphy exhibition at noon, but he didn't feel tired at all.
There was pain, but perhaps the pain made him more conscious.
But now, he had finally calmed down. Su Hao hesitated for a moment and decided not to rest. He continued to ponder about the scroll.
The completed scroll had already been imprinted in his mind, so as long as he recalled it, the scroll would clearly appear in his mind.
This time, he was familiar with the place and began to carefully observe the first person.
This person's fist technique only had one fixed move and three forms, but it felt profound and extraordinary.
His footsteps were rhythmic, and his fists drew a smooth trajectory. His quick punches were like meteors, and his aura was extraordinary.
Su Hao didn't know any fist techniques, but it didn't stop him from copying them.
Subconsciously, Su Hao's body started to move along with this fist technique.
In the beginning, he was still very unfamiliar, and his movements were completely irregular. However, one move and three moves were originally simple, and after going back and forth a few times, he actually became very familiar.
"Mi Mou Ban Da Ka…"
Boom!
He punched out.
Pa, pa, pa.
Su Hao felt his whole body burning up. His shoulders, waist, and feet were aching intensely.
As he chanted those strange musical notes, it was as if an invisible, intangible, and even existing energy from heaven and earth poured into his body.
"This…"
Su Hao opened his eyes in shock.
Vaguely, he felt that this fist technique was like some kind of martial arts move, and it also contained a magical chant.
The energy that was poured into his body was like the spiritual energy of the world.
However, Su Hao was puzzled. In this era where cars were everywhere, there was still spiritual energy?
If an ordinary person went outside to take a few deep breaths, the terrible air index would definitely make their lungs hurt.
Was it an illusion?
However, this fist technique was strange and even a little monstrous.
"F * ck!"
Su Hao wanted to move his feet to sit down, but as soon as he moved, his body fell uncontrollably.
His legs were soft, swollen, and weak.
He could not even stand up.
Moreover, every muscle in his body was in excruciating pain.
It was as if what he had just thrown was not a single punch, but hundreds or thousands of punches.
"This is really strange."
Su Hao struggled to move to the bed and lay down.
He was really tired.
She closed her eyes and her consciousness sank. She fell asleep without thinking too much.
Then, he had a dream.
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