God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 318
In fact, seeing Cheng Zhuozhen's phone number, Xu Jingxing roughly guessed Cheng Zhuozhen's purpose, which was nothing more than explaining the reason for beating mandarin ducks with sticks.

Of course, he did listen to what Cheng Zhuozhen had to say. After all, it was related to his happiness for the rest of his life, so he had to be more cautious. This was not the time to save face.

So after hesitating for a few seconds, he came outside the shop and answered the phone, "Cheng, Mr. Cheng, what do you want from me?"

"What's the matter? I changed my tune, yesterday I was called Grandpa Cheng," Cheng Zhuozhen asked with a smile on the other end of the phone.

Xu Jingxing grinned, "Until I get your consent, I'd better keep a distance from you."

"It's resentment," Cheng Zhuozhen continued to laugh.

He was silent.

Can he not complain?Cheng Zhuozhen made something so awkward for him.At noon yesterday, he was really ashamed, that is to say, he had a better attitude, otherwise he would have jumped and scolded people. It was the first time he came to the door and bought so many expensive gifts, but he was chased away shortly after entering the door Come out, who can change without a little resentment?

That is to say, he is quite reasonable, and someone with a bad temper would have broken off relations with the Cheng family long ago.

Cheng Zhuozhen didn't hear his answer, so he smiled wryly: "Okay, I know what I did yesterday was not right, but how should I put it, oh, where are you?"

Is this going to explain in person?

Xu Jingxing grinned, turned his head to look at the piles of old rice papers in the room, and sighed, "Mr. Cheng, I'm busy, why don't we change the time?"

"You, you kid..." Cheng Zhuozhen obviously didn't expect him to refuse, and was a little out of breath.

Xu Jingxing was more straightforward, he gritted his teeth and hung up the phone directly. At this time, he didn't want to get entangled with Cheng Zhuozhen. Anyway, according to what the old man said, he still didn't intend to let him be with Cheng Lin, but just wanted to explain the stick. The main reason for mandarin ducks.

But to Xu Jingxing, the reason why Cheng Zhuozhen did that was not the most important thing, the most important thing was that Cheng Zhuozhen had already done that, and the result would not change any more, so why explain?If you really want to explain, a text message is enough.

What's more, he is very short of money now, making money is the first priority, otherwise this year will not be good.

Hang up the phone and return to the store to continue drinking tea.

Xu Zhongheng seemed to see that his expression was not very good, and asked with concern: "Brother, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, just a little thing," he shook his head, not wanting to tell Xu Zhongheng about those things.

Seeing this, Xu Zhongheng didn't ask any more questions. He just persuaded him to drink tea and chat at the same time. Of course, the subject of the chat was the words he just wrote. Well, I can boast to the point, unlike Kecheng's Qian Dong, who repeats the word "beautiful" over and over again.

After a few cups of tea, exhaustion disappeared, he stood up and said with a smile: "Keep going, try to finish halfway in the morning," but before he picked up the brush, the phone rang again, this time it was Cheng Lin calling of.

He doesn't have to answer Cheng Zhuozhen's phone calls, but he absolutely has to answer Cheng Lin's calls, not to mention that he is only making money now, even if he is having a baby, he has to answer as soon as possible.

Cheng Zhuo is really Cheng Zhuozhen, and Cheng Lin is Cheng Lin, he clearly distinguishes this point.

"Sister Lin, what's the matter?"

"Where are you?"

"Ah? What's wrong?"

"I'm looking for you, can't I?"

"Um, yes, of course." He glanced at Xu Zhongheng, and then said, "It's in the calligraphy and painting shop we visited yesterday, with the charm of paper and ink, remember?"

"Where are you going and what are you doing?"

"Help Brother Xu write some Spring Festival couplets."

"Well, when can I finish writing?"

"Two hundred pairs. I've only written a quarter of it now, and it won't be until evening when I finish writing."

"Will I bother you when I go over?"

"of course not."

"Then wait."

"Okay." Xu Jingxing hung up the phone, shook his head with a wry smile, "Brother Xu, I, my girlfriend is coming over, won't you disturb me?"

Xu Jingxing smiled narrowly, "Is it the one who came together yesterday? Of course not, invite her here quickly." After speaking, he asked with a low smile, "Brother, what do I think of your reluctance? The young couple are having a fight? "

"Because of other things," he shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, let's not talk about it, I will continue to write Spring Festival couplets, and let her watch when she comes later."

"Isn't that negligent?"

"It's not negligent, she just came here to watch the excitement," Xu Jingxing said, picking up the brush and continuing to write.

Perhaps because of my mood, after picking up the pen this time, I feel a little more heavy when writing, and the brushwork has also changed from Su Shi's "stone-pressed toad style" to the serious Yanzi characters, which are standard italics The characters have a dignified, stable, majestic and heroic structure, and they are very particular about each stroke. It is also a font that is easy to learn but difficult to master.

However, there is nothing wrong with writing Spring Festival couplets. In fact, it is better to use regular script, Xingkai or running script to write Spring Festival couplets. The ancient style is too strong, a bit depressing.

Of course, not all official scripts are like that, and Han official script is also quite elegant. The most typical one is "Cao Quan Bei". It looks very delicate, but compared with the most commonly used fonts such as regular script and Xingkai, it is still somewhat independent, and few people use it.

Xu Zhongheng specifically instructed before that it is best to use fonts that are more stretched, atmospheric and beautiful, and weird and biased fonts may not be used.

Xu Zhongheng told him that of course he would not make mistakes. After all, this is not a teaching class, but a business, and everything depends on the buyer's preference.

So he mainly writes regular script and Xingkai, and occasionally writes some running script for a change of taste.

At around 10:30, when he was writing eighty pieces, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming in, and he looked up quickly in his heart. It really was Cheng Lin, but Cheng Lin was not alone, and the old man Cheng Zhuozhen followed behind.

Seeing Cheng Zhuozhen, he grinned helplessly. Is this old man planning to explain to him in public?The old man doesn't want that old face anymore?
Cheng Lin walked to him with an apologetic face, "He insisted on following..."

He gently rubbed Cheng Lin's cheek with the back of his hand, and said with a smile, "Come on, can you still shrink his legs?" He nodded to Cheng Zhuozhen, didn't speak, and then continued to write.

Cheng Zhuozhen's face was so ugly that he smiled wryly and came over to watch.

Xu Zhongheng on the side didn't know what happened, but it could be seen that Xu Jingxing didn't seem to welcome that old man very much.However, as a qualified businessman, of course he would not utter bad words because of this, and greeted him with a smile: "Old man, drink tea?"

(End of this chapter)