Chapter 872: Build a World Village of Literary World

Taotao looked at the person, rolled her big eyes, and then ran upstairs with a "chuckle".

"Hey, Taotao, don't go!"

Ye Feng was still thinking about accepting disciples, holding a big red envelope and a big gift package in his hand, all for Tao Tao, and wanted to fool Tao Tao to become his closed disciple.

"Don't worry, I'll get down immediately."

Jiang Xiaoye naturally knew why Taotao had gone, and said with a smile: "Sit down, everyone has come so far, it's just time to have a tea and chat, eat here and come back."

"I'm coming!!!"

Taotao ran down chuckle, and two yellow leathers quickly followed behind.

"Grandpa Happy New Year!"

Taotao came to Ye Feng with his schoolbag, holding it high, and opening the schoolbag by the way, indicating that it was inside, his big eyes blinking.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Ye Feng suddenly laughed. It turned out that he was packing money with books, and his eyes were crying. He quickly took out the prepared red envelope and said: "Hahaha, Taotao New Year, by the way, Taotao, look at this Uncles, uncles, aunts, grandpas, you go and ask them one by one, hahaha!"

"Thank you grandpa!"

Taotao took the red envelope and squeezed it, and immediately went to find someone else with a smile.

"Who brought the red envelope?"

"I brought it."

"Give me one back and pay you back!"

"Give me one, hurry, hurry!"

"Ahem, um, can wechat?"

"How can the little girl have WeChat? Hurry up, who has the cash!"

...

As soon as Taotao received the red envelopes, many people were immediately anxious. Many people did not think of this. Fortunately, some people brought a lot of red envelopes. You and me are all people who are not bad money. The red envelopes are naturally thick.

"Thank you Grandpa!"

"Thank you Auntie!"

"Thank you Grandpa!"

...

Tao Tao was broken, Xiao Hei also followed in, watching Tao Tao received so many red envelopes with a dazed look, why did she give the money? Can't you give Master Xiao Hei one?

With dozens of thick red envelopes in hand, Taotao was so happy that she saw Xiao Hei cautiously following her, and suddenly shouted: "Mom Xiao Hei is here to grab my money again!"

"Wow!"

Silly boy, what are you talking about? Lord Black is protecting you!

Xiao Hei, who was just about to grab one, immediately protested. Is Lord Xiao Hei such a dog? Don't talk nonsense!

"You are all the calligraphy and painting people in the literary world. When the Super Academy opens, I hope you will support you. The tuition fee will not be needed. Please help me for some course exchanges and the like."

Jiang Xiaoye brought a plate of teacups and prepared to make tea.

"What Mr. Jiang said, are we people who are short of money? To be honest, every country has always wanted to build such a platform, but no one is convinced. Hahahaha, our painting and calligraphy circles in China are affected by Mr. Jiang. It's gone, the world's No. 1 ghosts and gods openly teach. If they don't want to, they won't give up this opportunity and come in a group!"

President Qian immediately got up to help.

"You always wanted to build?" Jiang Xiaoye said in surprise, "Am I a mistaken collision? No, this is Zhao Wuliu's mistaken collision?"

Zhao Wuliu is really a genius, the blind cat met dead mice.

Jiang Xiaoye affirmed that Zhao Wuliu didn't think so much at all, at most he wanted to make money.

"Of course, who doesn’t want to, Mr. Jiang, this country thinks about it, but no one can be formed. It’s no one who doesn’t agree with anyone. Now it’s different. If it weren’t for your picture, there would be many people. I won't come yet, but now, whether it is a foreign master or a master, even a master class, they will come!"

If no one is convinced by anyone, then people must be convinced. If Jiang Xiaoye hadn't had this ghost work, there would definitely not be many painters.

But now it's different!

A painting shocked the world!

"Yes, country M has always wanted to build such a sacred place for painters. People from all countries have come to communicate, but each wants to build in their own country. We also want to thank Master Jiang!"

"Really proud, after the Spring Festival, my whole waist is straight!"

"A few old friends from abroad called and said they wanted to bring students to study, but also to apprehend the teacher, hahaha, can you worship the teacher by saying that?

Jiang Xiaoye understood, and he was overjoyed. No wonder the support from above was so straightforward, and even directly allocated funds, the feelings were so!

That being the case, just right!

There are many things to talk about, Jiang Xiaoye also knew the purpose of these people, and said to the old village head, the old village head immediately went to find someone to help with cooking.

There is no shortage of things for the New Year, and the chefs in the village are also at home, and soon the fragrance is overflowing.

But these cultural people didn't care about eating or drinking at all, but pulled Jiang Xiaoye to talk about the future of the literary world, and Jiang Xiaoye kept nodding his head.

The little owl was said to be annoying by the group of people, and flew back to sleep swayingly. He lay directly under the window. The old people who looked at him were dumbfounded. Why did the owl lie down and sleep?

There are also enough gifts, many calligraphy and paintings, and it is better to hang more at home. Those who are poor can only choose their proud ones to give gifts.

"I also understand the details. When the class starts, I will draw another ghost and god-level work as the first class. It will definitely surprise foreign friends who come to study and stay with us. Yes, if so. If so, do you want to live here?"

Jiang Xiaoye suddenly thought of a good idea.

Huaxia has a Golden Village and a Writer Village, so do you want to build a more special one?

It is possible that celebrities from all over the world will come here in the future.

No, I have to buy all the land in a radius of ten miles, build villas, sell villas, and make foreigners spend a lot of money.

When there are too many people here, will Yushan Village still fail to develop?

"Naturally want to live here. If Mr. Jiang can build some houses for us in the village, we are willing to pay." Chairman Qian nodded with a smile.

"No, no, how can houses be enough? I heard that writers’ villages are all villas? So, if foreigners come to us, if they spend a lot of money to buy a house, wouldn’t he have to live here forever? Now? Once all the celebrities in foreign literary circles live with us, you say, won’t this place become a holy place in the world’s literary circles in the future?"

It's time to get rich!

No, I am not for the individual, but for Yushan Village, Jingquan County, and Jiangcheng!

President Qian was taken aback, his pupils shrank, then his face flushed and said: "A second!"

Build a literary world village!