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Qin Zheng didn't have time to answer, Xie Zhen answered him first.

Xie Zhen couldn't maintain her composure ever since Liao Wenchang said that the two words were written by the same person.

Subconsciously, he looked at Qin Sheng.

After watching it for a few seconds, I still don't believe it.

Hearing Liao Wenchang's question now, she laughed and said, "Master Liao, do you think this calligraphy may have been written by a seventeen-year-old girl?"

Seventeen-year-old girl?

That is of course impossible.

Leaving aside the strength of character, experience, and emotions shown in this calligraphy are by no means something a little girl can possess, but the way of calligraphy requires not only constant practice all year round, but also high requirements for wrist strength and pen strength, isn't it A little girl can do it.

Xie Zhen understood Liao Wenchang's expression, bent her lips again and smiled, raised her chin in Qin Sheng's direction and said, "The second copybook was written by Miss Qin more than an hour ago, as for the first one..." Xie Zhen paused, then said meaningfully: "She said she wrote it too."

The phrase "she said she also wrote it" is wonderful.

Qin Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked towards Xie Zhen.

For two or three seconds, he bent his lips: "You can't stop your mouth after being detained? Just like that, you still say that my dad misunderstood you?"

When everyone else is blind or stupid, can you not see that she is targeting her?

He didn't say the last sentence, but of course there were no fools present, and many people laughed with their lips pressed.

Concerned about the presence of the two Xuanyuan bosses, everyone dared not let go of their laughter, so the laughter was soft and depressing.

But to Xie Zhen, it was like a loud slap on her face, causing her expression to change uncontrollably.

Before he had time to speak, Qin Sheng continued: "It's fine if I don't have money and can't afford my copybooks, but now there are people who can afford to buy them, and you still want to disrupt the situation?"

"How can you not look down on others?"

In one sentence, Xie Zhen was nailed to the pillar of shame of "jealousy", and the rest of the words could not be uttered anymore.

Qin Sheng has also turned his gaze away.

She watched her big client Liao Wenchang go.

He said in a cold voice: "I wrote both pictures, but this one has already been given to Grandpa Fu, so I won't sell it. If you want it, I will write another one and sell it to you."

After a pause, he emphasized: "It's exactly the same, only 1.3 billion. If you are not satisfied, you will be refunded or replaced."

Liao Wenchang really wanted to say that skill is one of the first things to write a good handwriting, but in many cases, it still depends on chance.

Opportunities are rare.

Let’s just talk about himself, if he doesn’t write 10,000 copybooks a year, he must have 8,000.

But for the ones that really satisfy him, the ones that are good enough to take out to buy, you only need three to five, and five are already in pretty good condition.

But when he met the girl who seemed cold, but with serious eyes, he paused when he spoke.

After thinking about it, he nodded, "Then it's settled."

Qin Sheng's expression immediately eased a lot, and he casually tore up the copybook he wrote not long ago and handed it to him: "I'll see you off."

Liao Wenchang: "..."

After a pause, he still reached out to take it.

Although this piece of calligraphy is far inferior to the first one, it can still be called first-class level, especially the brushwork, structure, structure, and gestures in it are still very valuable for reference study and appreciation.

Since it is a free gift, of course it is not for nothing.

The smile on Xie Zhen's lips could no longer be maintained.

Although he didn't say it clearly, just by looking at the faces of the people present, most of them believed that the words were indeed written by Qin Sheng.

Correspondingly, what she did became a complete joke.

Although no one was looking at her, Xie Zhen's face was still stiff. If she could, she would like to leave here on the spot.

No way.

Her shoulders were still tightly buckled, and the remaining guards guarding the door were also staring at her closely.

Don't talk about leaving now, she will be regarded as a guilty conscience if she is a little abnormal, and she will be convicted of the crime.

No, she must hold on.

Xie Zhen took a deep breath to suppress complicated emotions, and turned to look in the direction of the computer.

The guard who happened to be in charge of screening the information stood up from his seat, his brows furrowed tightly.

Xie Zhen felt relieved instantly.

She lowered her eyes.

After getting up, the guard walked quickly to Xuanyuan Jing, said a few words in a low voice, and then quietly waited for the order.

Xuanyuan Jing frowned, his eyes swept over Xie Zhen, and his already dark eyes became even more stern.

But at the moment, there is no evidence yet, even if it is him, it is not easy to detain people at will.

After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand.

At this moment, Qin Sheng glanced sideways at him and stretched out a hand: "Give me something."

Xuanyuan Jing was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she was talking about chips.

Without hesitation, he nodded his chin at the guard under him: "Take it."

The guard froze for a moment, then quickly walked towards Qin Sheng, and handed her the chip in his hand.

But until the person walked away, he still couldn't recover.

Just... that's it?

This chip is equipped at a very high level in their military base. Excluding the scientific research personnel at the experimental base, it is also equipped with high-level executives and some guards who need it. The total amount is about 2,000.

Generally speaking, non-internal personnel do not have permission to view.

Even if you are an insider, you have to be a person above the middle level.

This Miss Qin seems a little unusual.

While thinking, he turned to look at Xuanyuan Jing, and after getting the other party's tacit consent, he turned around again and chased in Qin Sheng's direction.

Although some of the contents of the chip could not be found, at least he had already screened it, so he could still give some suggestions.

But when Qin Sheng connected to the computer, the guards found out.

He really thought too much.

I saw Qin Sheng put the chip into the special adapter, plug it into the USB port, and then quickly tapped on the keyboard with both hands.

You can only see countless characters jumping across the screen, and occasionally a progress bar pops up.

But it only takes a few seconds to load.

Qin Sheng continued typing on the keyboard.

One progress bar after another was loading, and the content that didn't seem to exist reappeared, and the guard slowly opened his eyes wide.

Qin Sheng typed the last character.

The computer screen immediately switched to the disk where the chip was located.

Qin Sheng glanced casually and was about to get up. Suddenly, she paused and sat back down again.

The guard who was ready to take over and continue the screening: "..."

After a pause, he stood obediently beside Qin Sheng again.

Qin Sheng controlled the mouse to move to one of the icons, and looked at the miniature version of the map displayed on the icon to locate, his eyes gradually deepened.

After two seconds, I selected the icon and clicked in.

See you tomorrow early~