Super Rich: Compensation for failure is 10,000 times

The two of them were so close that they had to face each other.

"Let me see..."

Zhang Hao pulled open the curtains with a swish and looked down with wide eyes.

The super rich second-generation Tian Enshen who had been clinging to Xie Lei, along with several supercars, had long disappeared.

Yes, no man could withstand such an evil blow.

He would be completely desperate and then completely give up.

They were not lovers, let alone husband and wife.

They were just a goddess he had a crush on.

And seeing that the goddess he could never catch up with was making out with another man.

Of course he gave up immediately.

There are so many beauties in the world, wouldn't it be nice to choose another target to pursue?

"He left. He must have given up."

Zhang Hao lowered the curtains, looking very proud.

This young master will break your heart and dreams with a little trick.

From now on, you will live far away from home.

"Great, I finally got rid of that bastard. How can I thank you?"

Xie Lei also looked out and smiled happily.

"Don't be polite with me. I'm going back, and you should go to bed early."

Zhang Hao waved his hand and walked out quickly.

It was as if this place was a den of dragons and tigers.

However, he was still in a good mood.

He helped Xie Lei a little.

He didn't make any mistakes.

Super perfect.

"Why go back? I don't have guest rooms here?"

Xie Lei held him and said coquettishly, "I still want to talk about literature and philosophy with you, write poems and paint."

"Next time, next time, it's too late today."

Zhang Hao's forehead was sweating.

If he stayed, would he not make mistakes?

Facing a woman like Xie Lei, even gods can't resist.

"Didn't you say you wanted to write a lyric just now?"

Xie Lei still held him tightly, "I've already thought of the rest. This time, we'll write a lyric together. I'll write it out for you to see."

"So amazing?"

Zhang Hao was surprised and looking forward to it.

He went to the study with her.

Xie Lei spread out the paper and took a pen to write.

"Shanpoyang·Keep You"

The peaks and ridges are like gathering, the waves are like raging, and the willow waist is only a bundle. The skin is like jade, and the fragrance is like poison. For whom do I miss you every night? The oriole's voice is shy to keep you. If you leave, you want to cry; if you stay, you want to cry.

This is a lyric described from a female perspective. The woman is very beautiful, with big breasts, thin waist, white skin, and a fragrant smell.

Let the lover stay overnight.

The lover refused, and he was so sad that he wanted to cry.

The lover agreed, and he was so happy that he wanted to cry.

Very artistic.

The interesting thing is that the first two sentences were read by Zhang Hao, and he didn't come up with them himself. They come from Tongguan nostalgia. The original meaning is to describe the mountains and waves, but now it is used to describe women like a stroke of genius, which is wonderful. The following words are even more beautiful and talented.

What's more amazing is that the font is beautiful and extremely beautiful, no less than the works of any calligraphy master.

Such poems and such calligraphy complement each other.

It makes people intoxicated.

"My God, this is too awesome, right?"

This time, Zhang Hao was really amazed.

This way of pursuing men is also unprecedented.

It gives Zhang Hao unlimited stimulation and temptation.

Even, he really wants to hold her in his arms and linger with her until the end of his life.

Only a rich man like himself is worthy of owning and caring for such a woman.

But, he can't be a scumbag.

I can only admire: "Good words, good calligraphy. Even Li Qingzhao is no better than this."

"How can I compare with Li Qingzhao?"

Xie Lei looked shy and slightly proud.

I have shown off my skills now.

Great writer, you should be touched, right?

Should you stay tonight?

It's not to sleep with you, but to talk about literature and philosophy, drink tea and chat at night.

Is there anything better than this in the world?

The night is long, and you go home alone, even if there are beautiful women to accompany you.

But there is no poetry, no artistic conception.

You will still care about me forever.

This will always be your favorite harbor to dock.

"In fact, I am also a great calligrapher. No less than Wang Xizhi."

Zhang Hao's eyes suddenly turned, and he boasted, "But, I have never shown it, and I have always been hiding my shortcomings. Because I think no one is qualified to appreciate my calligraphy. If there is no one who understands me, who will listen to my broken strings?"

"Then write a piece of calligraphy for me to see? Just write this poem."

Xie Lei was surprised.

I am a talented woman and I like talented men the most.

But in this era, most talented men are measured by money.

Not as pure as the ancient talented men.

Because the great talents in ancient times were all reflected in governing the country with music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

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She admired Zhang Hao very much.

He was only 25 years old, but he had earned hundreds of billions of wealth.

That was simply unparalleled.

He also wrote the world's first masterpiece and won the title of a super great writer.

The great writer said that he was a great calligrapher, no less than Wang Xizhi.

Could that be false?

She quickly spread the paper.

Zhang Hao did not refuse and started writing.

He worked very hard and was very serious.

But, it was just an ordinary font, without any foundation.

He had nothing to do with being a great calligrapher.

"Are you teasing me?"

Xie Lei looked at Zhang Hao angrily.

She was very disappointed.

She really thought Zhang Hao was a great calligrapher.

Making such a joke.

It was equivalent to tarnishing the calligraphy skills.

"Ding... The host failed to pretend in front of the calligrapher, and compensated for the world's best calligraphy skills..."

The voice of the system sounded.

In an instant, Zhang Hao had an extra memory in his mind.

It was as if he had been a calligraphy genius since childhood and had persisted in writing calligraphy for hundreds of years.

"Oh my god, I won the lottery again."

Zhang Hao was ecstatic.

He had pretended many times, but only three times received system compensation.

Pretending in front of Wu Dongfei, he mastered thousands of languages.

Pretending during the live broadcast made him the best computer expert.

Pretending in front of Xie Lei, he became the world's best calligrapher.

It was only by pretending in front of experts that he received compensation and made up for his weaknesses.

Instantly, his hands itched.

Ao Ran said: "This is my calligraphy when I was three years old. I just want you to see how good my calligraphy talent is. I was so good at the age of three. After twenty-two years of hard practice, my calligraphy is now the best in the world, unprecedented and unparalleled."

"You are still talking nonsense, and I am angry."

Xie Lei had a stern face and was very unhappy.

In fact, she was already angry.

The great and glorious image of Zhang Hao in her mind collapsed by half.

"Look at what I write."

Zhang Hao took another piece of paper, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and stood there in concentration.

The aura of a great calligraphy master emanated from him.

The elegant atmosphere also emanated from him.

It was like a mountain towering into the sky, like a vast starry sky.

It gave people a feeling of unfathomable depth and mystery.

Then he started writing.

He wrote the same poem as before:

"Shanpoyang·Keep You"

The peaks and ridges are like gathering, the waves are like raging, and the willow waist is only a bundle. The skin is like jade, and the fragrance is like poison. For whom do I suffer from lovesickness every night? The oriole's voice is shy to keep you. If I leave, I want to cry; if I stay, I want to cry.

It was written in cursive script.

The font is like a dragon and a phoenix flying, and it is like a peacock spreading its tail, gorgeous and unparalleled.

It is more like a flying sword from the sky, thrilling.

Every word and every stroke is natural and seamlessly connected.

When it is intense, it is like a thousand troops galloping, and when it is exciting, it is like the Yangtze River rolling.

So beautiful!

This is absolutely a unique calligraphy work.

Xie Lei was stunned and shocked.

(Five chapters are sent, begging for five-star ratings. The lyrics written by the author, please read them. Sorry for the joke.)