Chapter 3074： Little Uncle (14)

Zhao Shu smiled and said, "Draw whatever you want. Don't take it seriously, old man."

"It can arouse people's empathy, this is not a normal level." Old man Li sighed for a while, as if thinking of his past.

The old man patted his shoulder: "You, stop reading."

"I know, I'm really not suitable." Zhao Shu also just thought about it. It's not a matter of a word that the world wants to go to university.

People have to study at a high level from an early age, especially the single-plank bridge for the college entrance examination. He hasn't even graduated from high school, and he wants to go to university, just wishful thinking.

The old man smiled and said, "With your patience, what university are you going to? Afraid of not finding a job?"

"I...not for work."

"For what?"

"For one person. I want to know more about her."

"Oh, isn't it the little girl you like?" The old man smiled knowingly, "Yes, you are at your age when you are in love. Which university does the little girl study at?"

"Big Z, I studied nutrition."

"If you want to go, it's not impossible." The old man smiled, "Wait a minute."

He picked up the phone and called: "Come here."

I put the phone down, and ten minutes later, footsteps came from outside.

"Dad, what's the matter? Fortunately, I am working nearby, so I can come in time." A gentleman in his forties came in.

When he saw Zhao Shu there, he smiled and nodded at him: "Xiao Shu is here."

The middle-aged man is called Li Sheng, the second son of the old man.

Elder Li pointed to the calligraphy and painting on the table and said, "Come and take a look."

"Dad, you can't wait for me to come back to enjoy your calligraphy and painting. People are still very busy..." Before finishing speaking, he paused.

He looked at the calligraphy and painting, and opened his mouth slightly: "Dad!"

"How?" The old man triumphantly admired his son's shocked expression.

Li Sheng looked up: "When did your old man reach this level?"

"I didn't write it!" The old man snorted, "It's Xiao Shu."

Li Sheng looked at Zhao Shu.

Whatever you think of it, the handsome boy in front of him is only eighteen to twenty years old. Either he has been practicing calligraphy since his womb, or he is talented.

How else can you write such good characters?

And this painting...

His appreciation level is much higher than that of the old man, and he can see the value of this painting at a glance.

Seeing his son’s shocked expression, Old Man Li said, “Doesn’t your school have an art academy? How does this level compare to the teachers in your academy?”

Li Sheng didn't say a word.

The teachers at the academy are all famous, but they are still far behind Zhao Shu's calligraphy and painting.

Zhao Shu's calligraphy and painting already have the style of a master.

"At this level, you can be a teacher for your students, right?"

"No, this is too violent!" Li Sheng refused decisively, with a serious expression, "Xiao Shu, don't waste your talent."

Zhao Shu did not expect that Old Man Li would want to teach himself to university students.

He said: "If I can, I will thank you very much."

"but……"

"Where do you come from so much nonsense?" Old man Li was impatient, "As long as Xiao Shu is willing to write me a picture every month, I will be satisfied. Can you arrange it? If not, I will leave and I will find someone else."

"Hey dad, you are impatient... Xiao Shu's level is naturally fine, but in his situation, I have to arrange a few days. I can't just go as soon as I say."