Everyone present was stunned when they heard this. What did the Old Master mean by this? Did he mean that Xiao Luo's couplets were better than his? The Old Master was a scholar of the Qing Dynasty, and he had been writing calligraphy for most of his life. Xiao Luo was only in his twenties. How could his calligraphy be better than the Old Master's?
"Old Master, you flatter me." Xiao Luo said with a smile.
"Neither servile nor overbearing, neither arrogant nor impetuous. Xiao Luo, you will eventually become a great man!" Xiao Quanren held Xiao Luo's hand tightly and gave Xiao Luo a very high evaluation.
"The Old Master is right. Xiao Luo, this guy, can definitely do a great job."
"It's said that sharpening a knife doesn't delay the work of cutting firewood. Xiao Luo has settled down in university for a few years. His whole temperament is different."
"Well, yes, Miss Ji likes Xiao Luo for a reason."
Everyone once again praised Xiao Luo.
Only Xiao Qiudong was gnashing his teeth and trembling with anger. He felt that his sense of superiority had been completely destroyed. The most outstanding young representative of Luo Village had also been lost. All the glory and light had been transferred to Xiao Luo.
This gradually made him lose his mind. He said in a cold voice, "Isn't it just a little white face who relied on a rich young lady to get to the top? Why are you flattering him so much?"
He spoke very softly, but it was precisely at the moment when everyone's voices stopped, so it was particularly ear-piercing. Everyone in the grandmaster altar heard it, and all of their gazes were cast on him in an instant.
Xiao Quanren's face showed displeasure: "Qiudong, what are you muttering about?"
Between the lines, there was a reprimanding tone.
Faced with everyone's questioning eyes, Xiao Qiudong panicked, but he quickly calmed down. Since he had already said it, he was no longer afraid and became confident. "Old Master, I'm telling the truth. Xiao Luo is just a part-time worker. He earns at most 80,000 yuan a year. It's already very good that he can save 50,000 yuan in the bank. He graduated from university almost four years ago, but he can only save 50,000 yuan a year. This is too ordinary. There's nothing to be proud of and show off.
The only thing he can show off is his girlfriend, Miss Ji. But for Miss Ji, I also have a few words of advice. The stories in fairy tales will never happen in the real world. You don't hesitate for love, but what about your family? Will they allow you to marry a poor boy with a mediocre background who can't even afford a car or a house? The answer is definitely no. I dare say that you two will break up sooner or later. Marriage is about matching social status. What is this … "
"Enough!"
A thunderous roar sounded, making Xiao Qiudong's words come to an abrupt end.
Xiao Qiudong turned his head and stared at Xiao Ping with puzzlement, doubt, and anger in his eyes. He coldly shouted, "Xiao Ping, did you eat explosives?"
"Xiao Qiudong, me, you, and Luo Zi, the three of us have been playmates since childhood. We played in the mud together, stole loquats together, and secretly swam in the river together. Luo Zi has a good life. I'm happy for him from the bottom of my heart. What do you mean? You can't see Luo Zi doing well. You must make Luo Zi worse than you in all aspects. Xiao Qiudong, are you mentally ill? "Xiao Ping loudly accused. He really couldn't bear it. Xiao Qiudong was too much.
"I'm mentally ill? Haha … "
Xiao Qiudong sneered, "Am I not telling the truth? If he wasn't married to a rich family's daughter, he wouldn't be worth a fart! "
"Xiao Qiudong, you have water in your head. What are you doing here?" Xiao Dichang angrily shouted. Xiao Qiudong was too disappointing.
"Uncle Di Chang, I'm not crazy. I'm telling the truth. Why do you all think I'm crazy? Can't Xiao Luo write well? Isn't he just good-looking enough to be liked by a rich lady? Apart from these things, what is he? He went to an undergraduate college and came out to be a stinky worker. I didn't go to college, but my house, car, money, everything is better than his. In front of me, what qualification does he have to be proud, and what qualification does he have to show off?"
Xiao Qiudong really lost his mind. He didn't think he was crazy. Instead, he thought everyone was crazy. Was a waste of a rich lady worthy of everyone's praise? But no one cared about his success and his excellence. They were all a group of idiots.
He pointed to Xiao Ping and sneered crazily, "I won't lend you the 120,000 yuan. You can do whatever you want. It's none of my business even if your hand is cut off by a loan shark. You can fail in your business. If I were you, I wouldn't have the face to come back this New Year!"
"You …"
Xiao Ping was so angry and aggrieved that his whole body was shaking violently.
"Xiao Qiudong, aren't you being too unrighteous?"
"Everyone will have difficulties. Xiao Ping is one of us. You have the ability but you don't help. Aren't you afraid that the master will be angry with you?"
"You're too self-righteous. No matter how much money you make, no one at home will be happy for you."
Everyone rebuked him.
Xiao Qiudong replied loudly, "Lending money is kindness. Not lending is duty. Since you are so considerate, why don't you gather 120,000 yuan to lend to Xiao Ping?"
That one sentence made everyone speechless.
Xiao Dichang shook his head and sighed. "Qiudong, how did you become like this?"
"I haven't changed. I'm still me."
Xiao Qiudong glanced at Xiao Ping coldly. "If you want to borrow money, you should have the appearance and attitude of a person who wants to borrow money. Why should I help you when you're asking for help? If you're so arrogant when you want to borrow money, won't you be a big boss when you ask him to return the money? "
Xiao Ping felt very uncomfortable. It was okay to be humiliated outside, but when he returned home, he had to be humiliated by his childhood friends. This was even more uncomfortable and aggrieved than outside.
"Brother Ping, I'll lend it to you!"
Xiao Luo stood up, and his faint voice made Xiao Ping's eyes widen in surprise. "Give me your bank account number, and I'll transfer it to you through mobile banking now."
When Grandpa told him to help Aunt Tao Xiu's family, he had already planned to do so, but there was no chance. And Xiao Ping didn't look for him, but went to Xiao Qiudong. At first, Xiao Qiudong was willing to lend, so he couldn't tell Xiao Ping not to borrow from Xiao Qiudong, but to borrow from him. It was unreasonable, but now it was different. He was going to help Xiao Ping.
"Luo Zi, you …"
Xiao Ping looked at Xiao Luo and looked at Ji Siying.
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