Brother, I can’t move. Sister, please try harder.

Chapter 113 Is there such a bully?

"Not much, just a little bit!"

Chen Mo can't tell Chen Xinli that he is very good, right?So I can only speak more modestly.

Zhao Xinli didn't seem to notice Chen Mo's modesty, so he pulled Chen Mo towards the inner hall.

He seemed to be in high spirits:

"Here, write two words and let uncle take a look."

At this time, Chen Xi immediately followed and couldn't help but echoed: "My fourth uncle is very good at cursive writing. I can ask my fourth uncle to teach you later."

Now that things are like this, Chen Mo knows that he can't refuse, but he still looks extremely humble: "Then I'll ask my fourth uncle for some advice later."

"Do not worry!"

Chen Xinli patted Chen Mo and said generously: "You are Xiao Xi's partner and one of my own. I promise not to hide my clumsiness and give you everything I have."

"Thank you, Uncle Fourth!"

Helpless, Chen Mo could only express his gratitude while falling into a dilemma.

Wouldn't it be bad to pretend to be 13 in front of others for the first time?

Do you want to restrain yourself a little later?

In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo was brought to a large antique table by his fourth uncle.

There are pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the table.

Moreover, Chen Mo also discovered that the pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the table were all rare and good items, and they were not comparable to the ordinary items sold outside.

Chen Mo couldn't help but picked up a small Hao pen and stroked the tip of the pen. He immediately fell in love with it even more.

"Good pen!"

"of course."

Seeing what Chen Mo said, Chen Xinli also felt proud: "This is a pen that I asked the master pen maker Master Cai Zhongyang for a long time before he was willing to make it for me. It's a private order, so of course it's good."

After putting down the pen without hesitation, Chen Mo picked up the inkstone and looked at it carefully, and praised: "This inkstone should be made by a famous master, right? Both the selection of materials and the technique of making the inkstone are excellent."

"of course!"

When Chen Mo said this, Chen Xinli became even more excited: "I asked the inkstone master Liu Bo to make this, and it cost me more than 20 yuan."

After putting down the inkstone, Chen Mo immediately gave Chen Xinli a thumbs up: "Cow!"

"of course!"

People become impulsive easily when they are in a mood, and Zhao Xinli is in such a state now.

I saw Zhao Xinli taking a brand new piece of rice paper and laying it flat on the table, and then took the initiative to take the ink stick and started grinding the ink.

At the same time, he also said to Chen Mo: "As long as the words you write can reach half of mine, I will give you this pen and the inkstone."

Don't take advantage of it, don't take advantage of it. Before, Chen Mo was still debating whether to restrain himself a little bit, but now he doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

It doesn't matter what you think in your heart, but humility in your mouth is definitely indispensable.

"Fourth uncle, it's so bad that it costs you money!"

"Expense?"

When Chen Mo said this, Zhao Xinli was a little dumbfounded, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "It seems like you can get it."

In the end, Zhao Xinli could only blame Chen Mo's performance on his youth and energy.

Not only did he not blame Chen Mo, but he encouraged him: "Okay, then you should write well and try your best to win the fourth uncle's things."

"Pfft."

At the same time, Chen Xi couldn't help but burst into laughter, and then secretly pulled Chen Mo: "The fourth uncle's handwriting is really good. Don't worry about the fourth uncle's things. You will definitely not be able to get them."

"fine!"

Chen Mo patted Chen Xi gently and said comfortingly: "Just give it a try! Maybe it will work!"

At this time, Chen Xinli had already polished the ink, and then he also stretched out his hand and looked at Chen Mo with a playful expression: "Please!"

"It's ugly!"

Chen Mo stopped talking nonsense, picked up the fine pen just now, and lightly dipped it in some ink.

And soothe!

For this moment, Chen Mo seemed to be Wang Xishang, as if he were a god.

Even before the words were written, Chen Mo's change had already shocked Chen Xinli.

At the same time, Chen Xinli was stunned.

"This kid seems to have changed into a different person."

At this time, Chen Mo had already moved.

The pen tip stained with ink, like a graceful girl, stood on the flawless white stage and began to dance gracefully.

Full of indescribable softness.

But it also gives people a faint and powerful feeling.

Chen Xinli was dumbfounded again. Regardless of how the words were written, the charm of the writer gave him a feeling of standing high on a mountain.

Of course, only people like Chen Xinli, who have been immersed in the calligraphy world for many years and have made some achievements, can appreciate the master's charm that Chen Mo just had.

Just like Chen Xi, forget it, let her watch the fun, don't expect anything else.

However, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so even if Chen Mo painted the phoenix as a little rooster, in her eyes, it would still be good and excellent.

When Chen Xinli was still immersed in the charm that Chen Mo just used, Chen Xi could not bear it any longer and gave Chen Xinli a gentle push.

"Fourth Uncle, Chen Mo has finished writing, please give him some advice quickly!"

"Forehead!"

When Chen Xi pushed, Chen Xinli immediately woke up.

At the same time, he immediately put the unrealistic thoughts behind him, and then made an excuse for himself: "It must be an illusion. He is so young, how could he have the charm of a calligraphy master?" "It is definitely an illusion! "

While confirming that he was absolutely delusional before, Chen Xinli did not forget to answer Chen Xi: "Don't worry, if he has talent in this area, I will never hide his clumsiness."

"Thank you fourth uncle!"

Chen Xi thanked him and urged him again: "Fourth uncle, hurry up and take a look."

"Okay. I'll take a look right away."

Facing the coquettish Chen Xi, Chen Xinli had no temper at all and could only look at the words written by Chen Mo obediently.

It was okay not to look at it, but when he looked at it, Chen Xinli was immediately stunned again.

His pupils were dilating and his hands were shaking, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

His mouth also became trembling: "This, this."

Seeing his fourth uncle like this, Chen Xi was a little confused, and then he couldn't help but become concerned: "Fourth uncle, what are you doing?"

Without even giving Chen Xi a chance to finish his words, Chen Xinli rushed in front of Chen Mo and pushed Chen Mo away out of instinct.

As if he was possessed, he started to tremble when he touched the rice paper on the table before the ink was dry.

He kept repeating two words in his mouth: "Good word. Good word!"

"Fourth Uncle."

This change in Chen Xinli also made Chen Xi a little dumbfounded.

At the same time, he was also confused: "Is it because Fourth Uncle is like this because Chen Mo writes so well?"

But Chen Xi didn't quite understand: "Chen Mo probably hasn't practiced calligraphy, but isn't Fourth Uncle's expression too exaggerated?"

In Chen Xi's eyes, Chen Mo is a novice, because only novices can buy the four treasures of the study together.

If you practice calligraphy regularly, you will definitely need inkstones.

At this time, Chen Xinli had also recovered from the shock, and looked at Chen Mo unable to accept: "Did you really write this word?"

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Chen Mo couldn't help but a black line passed over his face, and he was a little speechless. It wasn't written by me, could it be written by a ghost?

Of course, this couldn't be said, so Chen Mo could only reply helplessly: "Of course!"

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This time it was Chen Xinli's turn to be speechless, and at the same time, the scene where Chen Mo said seriously that he only knew a little bit appeared in his mind.

This also made Chen Xinli a little aggrieved. So you didn't say much, just a little bit?

Look at the style of writing, which is euphemistic and subtle, but also has a bit of beauty and beauty.

It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the fluttering snow is like the flowing wind.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this is Wang Xizhi’s reincarnation!
At this level, you told me you can only do it a little bit?

Is there such a thing as bullying?

At this moment, Chen Xinli was like a little kid whose big brother had robbed his lollipop, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Chen Xi, who was completely unaware of the truth, said to Chen Xinli as if adding fuel to the fire: "Fourth uncle, what's wrong with you? Is it because Chen Mo didn't write well?"

Immediately, Chen Xinli turned to look at Chen Xi a little helplessly, and muttered in his heart: "You are in the same group, right? Are you working together to bully me today?"

It was also at this moment that Chen Xinli suddenly remembered the promise he had given before, and he suddenly became more convinced of his previous thoughts: You are all in the same group, and you are a good thing who joined forces to deceive yourself.

At the same time, it also made Chen Xinli extremely distressed, my pen!My inkstone!
No more, no more!

Finally, Chen Xinli, who was a little reluctant, slowly approached Chen Xi's ear: "Tell me honestly, was it your idea?"

"Fourth uncle, what's your idea? I don't understand what you're talking about?"

Chen Xi replied with a confused look, but she was really confused, but some people didn't believe it.

I saw Chen Xinli pointing at Chen Xi angrily: "You are still pretending to be confused, Xiao Xi, my fourth uncle's love for you was in vain."

This also made Chen Xi even more confused and anxious: "Fourth uncle, I really don't know what you want to say."

"Ugh!"

Chen Xinli couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and at the same time sighed: "Sure enough, I forgot about my mother when I got my husband's family!"

At the same time, Chen Xinli pointed to the pen and the inkstone with great distress, and then waved his hand: "Take it away! Take it away!"

"Let this be a meeting gift from my fourth uncle to you!"

"Thank you fourth uncle!"

Chen Mo was not polite at all. After all, he really liked these two things, so he immediately picked up the fine brush and the fine inkstone.

Seeing Chen Mo's look, Chen Xinli became even more helpless, but at the same time he also thought about it.

Now that everything has been given away, be generous.

So, he immediately came to the door and called a worker in, and then looked at Chen Mo: "Give him the things and let him pack them for you, and you can take them away."

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xinli seemed to have remembered something, and looked at the worker who came in: "Also prepare a knife of 3 feet of Jingxian rice paper and two pieces of fine ink, and let him take it away with him later."

"Thank you fourth uncle!"

Chen Mo gave the pen and inkstone in his hand to the little worker, and immediately expressed his gratitude to Chen Xinli.

"Thank you, no need!"

While Chen Xinrong waved his hand to refuse, he also casually asked: "Can you give this word to me?"

In fact, it was not accidental at all, everything was pretended by Chen Xinrong.

He thought, after losing so much, he had to make some money back, right?

And Chen Xinrong felt that the only thing that could bring him back some blood at this moment were the words Chen Mo just wrote.

But he couldn't show it too obviously, that would be a loss of points, so Chen Xinrong could only pretend to be inadvertent.

(End of this chapter)