Skill Replicator

Chapter 0159: Little Fanmei

“I’m a farmer, and I think about how to fix my three-point land every day, which is different from your leaders.” Wang Yanli looked at Song Zhihong and said.

“Bullshit, you don’t care about national affairs.” Song Zhihong said Wang Yanli, and then said to Wang Tao: “You have anime works, and the results on the Internet are also convincing. It is not difficult to do this. The worst. Undergraduate entrepreneurship support can also be applied, but the two policies are definitely different. I am not familiar with the specifics of the animation fund. I will call and ask for you later. See what conditions are required for the application.”

“Thank you Uncle Song, then.” Wang Tao knew that Song Zhihong gave him a ticket, meaning that the animation support fund is not working, and the venture fund is no problem.

“There’s nothing to thank, your dad and I are getting old, and I will look at you young people in the future.” Song Zhihong said with a smile.

Speaking of this, the business is basically the same, Song Zhihong was about to say something, someone rang the doorbell.

Song Zhihong got up to open the door, and saw that the woman Song Lingling was back.

“Why did you come back so early?” Song Zhihong asked strangely.

“I’m back when I’m okay. Hey, a guest at home.” Song Lingling said, then she saw the two Wang Yanli sitting on the sofa, and said with her tongue out.

“I’m here to introduce you, this is your Uncle Wang, this is Uncle Wang’s son Wang Tao, you have to call your brother. Third brother, Xiao Tao, this is my daughter, Song Lingling.” Song Zhihong introduced the three to each other. .

As a result, I heard Song Lingling shout in surprise: “Farmer!”

Hearing these two words, Song Zhihong frowned. Although Wang Yanli is indeed a farmer, but you are called a farmer in front of others, which seems uncultivated.

“Do you know me?” Wang Tao asked when he saw her like this, presumably he knew himself.

“Of course, you are my idol. I didn’t expect to see a living person today!” Song Lingling nodded and said.

Song Zhihong realized that the net name of his comrade-in-arms was Nongfu Shanquan Xiaotian, or Nongfu for short.

“By the way, you don’t want to write a novel, please ask your brother Tao.” Song Zhihong said with a smile.

Song Lingling blushed when she heard Song Zhihong say this: “What nonsense are you talking about, who wants to write a novel?”

Seeing her daughter like this, Song Zhihong knew that Song Lingling was shy, and it seemed that she also knew that her novel was not very good.

“You young people, let’s chat, I will recount the old times with your Uncle Wang.” Song Zhihong said with a wave of his hand.

“Okay, Brother Tao, let’s go over there. My dad just talks about serving as a soldier, which is particularly meaningless.” Song Lingling nodded and said.

Wang Tao followed Song Lingling to the second floor. There was also a small tea shop on the second floor. Song Lingling gave Wang Tao a cup of tea.

“Brother Tao, do you really speak French?”

“Brother Tao, your singing is so good.”

“Brother Tao, how did you eat so much and not get fat? As long as I eat more, I will grow flesh.”

Song Lingling kept asking one question after another.

Wang Tao didn’t bother, and he answered her questions one by one.

Song Lingling asked about some novels. Although she denied that she had written a novel just now, she still wanted to ask about her novel writing skills.

Wang Tao also answered her one by one.

“I didn’t expect that Brother Tao, you have also studied female frequency, much better than those so-called editors.” Song Lingling said with a look of admiration for the last time.

“I don’t usually watch women’s channels very much, but I think writing novels is similar.” Wang Tao said with a smile.

“You are too modest. You are now a great god. It is not impossible to finish this platinum writer.” Song Lingling said hastily.

“I’m a great god, it’s just good luck.” Wang Tao said.

“Luck is also a part of strength. Besides, there is so much luck. Without strength, there is no luck.” Song Lingling said with emotion.

Song Lingling was right in saying that luck is part of strength, and luck alone will not work.

The two chatted for a while, and Song Lingling asked, “Brother Tao, do you know how to write Chinese calligraphy? Can you write a few words for me as an inspiration?”

“This, okay.” Wang Tao has calligraphy skills, and brush writing is naturally not a problem.

Song Lingling happily took Wang Tao into Song Zhihong’s study, and Song Lingling grinds Wang Tao.

“Do you have anything you want me to write?” Wang Tao asked Song Lingling.

“No, you can write whatever you want. In the end, you will sign a farmer.” Song Lingling hurriedly shook her head and continued.

“Okay.” Wang Tao nodded.

Immediately he thought of a poem, and now he activated the sixth-level calligraphy skills, picked up a brush and dipped it in ink, and swiped it down.

“Sister gift to the world: I’m not saying that the woman is not a British thing, every night on the wall of Longquan! Brother Yu, farmer, year, month and day.”

“Brother Tao is really good, much better than my dad!” Seeing Wang Tao’s writing these words, he immediately praised.

Wang Tao smiled and said, “You have passed the award.”

“No award, let’s ask my dad if you don’t believe me!” Song Lingling said, picking up the words written by Wang Tao, and ran downstairs to the living room. Wang Ting also hurriedly followed.

“Dad, look at the words my brother Tao just wrote for me, is it better than what you wrote!” Song Lingling proudly spread the words written by Wang Tao in front of Song Zhihong and said.

Song Zhihong was a little dismissive at first, how well a young man in his twenties could write handwriting, but when he saw the words written by Wang Tao, he immediately put aside his contemptuous attitude.

“The word “big nephew” is really good, enough to make many people ashamed!” Song Zhihong glanced at Wang Tao’s words and said in silence for a while.

“I just joked about it, making Uncle Song laugh.” Wang Tao said modestly.

“You don’t have to be too modest, young people sometimes have to be somewhat angular.” As he got older, Song Zhihong saw a lot of things and said to Wang Tao.

“Uncle Song is right.” Wang Tao nodded and said. He agreed with Song Zhihong, but he knew better that if the society was too good, it would be targeted.

It was different that their nanny came back. After preparing the food, Wang Yanli and Song Zhihong naturally inevitably talked about what they had been serving as a soldier.

Both Wang Tao and Song Lingling have heard a lot about this. The last two talked about it, but it was already past three o’clock in the afternoon.

Wang Tao and Wang Yanli got up to leave, Song Zhihong and Song Lingling put them in the car.

Song Lingling added Wang Tao’s signal, saying that she had time to ask for advice, and Wang Tao also said that she knew everything without saying anything.

But until the end, Song Zhihong didn’t tell Wang Tao what to do when applying for anime, but Wang Tao believed that Dad’s comrade-in-arms would not cheat himself, as long as he called him.

That’s what Song Zhihong said. He needs to learn more about the matter in order to promote this matter.