I Am The Omnipotent Prince Charming

After a while, the police car arrived, and after learning about the situation, they took away a group of crooks.

Unsurprisingly, this group of guys is a very skilled gang of scams. Several similar cases have been committed in various places, and the total amount of fraud has reached millions.

"Master Yan, I was really sorry just now, my Pharaoh didn't know Tarzan ..." Boss Wang ran over to thank him with a smile.

"A kindergarten elementary school student can't compare to graffiti, you can also be a baby." Yan Xiu said a polite joke.

"Isn't this why I've been fascinated with calligraphy and painting recently. I'm a veteran and I don't know much about it. I can't compare to your old artistic level. I feel like I look at everything." Ashamed, but cheekily.

"President Yan, made you laugh. This is my good friend Wang Hai. He likes arty upstarts. Don't give him general knowledge."

I just recognized Yan Xiu and reminded the man of Pharaoh in a timely manner, and came over with a smile.

"Lao Mu, you're too much, is there anything that hurts your friends so much!" Wang Hai glanced at him angrily.

"To be honest." The man surnamed Mu shrugged.

"Haha ..."

Everyone around couldn't help laughing.

"Master Yan, I have always heard that your calligraphy is extraordinary and holy. It ’s also good for everyone to gather here today. Would it be a good opportunity for you, Master Yan, to let us see what is true calligraphy? Improve your appreciation level so as not to us I'll encounter this again in the future, "someone said suddenly.

As soon as the words came out, they were unanimously recognized by everyone and started to speak out.

"Stop and stop, don't you wear me a high hat, but you're extraordinary and holy? I have self-knowledge and I can't reach this realm." Yan Xiu's impatient hand interrupted everyone.

"Yan Lao, just write something. I haven't seen you write for a long time. It happens that my dad's birthday is almost here. You write me a pair of Mobao and let me take it to my dad." Yun Shuyu He also smiled and said something.

Yan Yanxiu heard her a glance and nodded with a smile: "Your little girl said that, I really can't refuse it, all right!"

Everyone was pleasantly surprised when they heard.

Soon, the waiter at the tea house brought Yan Xiu's pen and ink paper and placed it in the kiosk.

Jin Yun Shuyu walked over and skillfully polished the ink for Yan.

"Yu girl, are you still practicing calligraphy?" Yan Xiu asked with a smile.

"Now I'm too busy to work, I can't practice this, I can't calm down." Yun Shuyu answered honestly.

"Ah ... unfortunately, you are a good seed. Now young people, you can only make money in your eyes, you can't see the charm of these cultures in our country!" Yan Xiuchang sighed.

"However, there are still people who like it, Yan Lao, Mo Mo is fine." Yun Shuyu smiled.

Yan Yanxiu nodded, handed the bamboo fan in hand to Yun Shuyu, and then took a writing brush from Beacon Hill and stained it with ink.

After thinking for a moment, his eyes moved to the rice paper, and the whole momentum changed instantly.

This is the temperament of a real calligraphy master, and people subconsciously ignore the vest and shorts he is wearing.

I had no luck with my eyes closed, and I didn't scream suddenly. Yan Xiu just wrote down the pen calmly, and used a brush to draw a line and a line on the paper calmly.

Wu Mingming is very ordinary, but it is attracting everyone's attention, making people feel so flowing, pleasing to the eye, full of artistic beauty.

Even Su Chen, who hadn't practiced calligraphy very much, couldn't help but be aroused by interest, and watched and studied carefully.

In my mind, the proficiency of calligraphy skills is also rapidly improving.

Watch the creation of calligraphy master, calligraphy skill proficiency +10

Watch the creation of calligraphy master, calligraphy skill proficiency +10

Uh ...

Uh ...

"Well, you can take it when the ink is dry."

Yan Xiu dropped the brush, and said to Yun Shuyu with a smile.

"This is the true master, this word is written, no one else."

"Well done, hey, I want Master Mo's treasure too!"

"Sure enough, this is real calligraphy. What ghosts were there before!"

"This word is written well through the back of paper and painted with silver hooks. It is really a pleasure to look at it, and we will never reach this level in our lives."

"Master Yan is amazing."

"..."

The crowd of spectators began to praise.

"Master Yan, look, can you also write a word to my Pharaoh, I will take it back as a heirloom, and you can open the price at will." Wang Haiyi smiled and brought it to Yan Xiu's eyes, and said expectantly.

"Get off!" Yan Xiu gave him a polite glance.

"Don't, I have a million? Two million? You can make an offer!" Wang Hai still didn't want to give up.

"Lao Wang, don't go too far. Yan Lao's Mo Bao cannot be bought by money. Not long ago, at an auction on Hong Kong Island, Yan Lao's old Mo Bao was sold for 1,500 yuan. 10,000 sky-high prices. "Mu surnamed man Shen.

Everyone around him heard the words, and they were speechless in shock.

For 15 million, many of them don't have as much net worth.

Wu Suchen was also shocked.

Wang Hai is not good enough to ask again. He can get his teeth with 15 million.

But Yan Xiu obviously doesn't value money, otherwise he won't talk about money at all, and he will give this beautiful woman who looks very familiar with Mo Bao.

来 "Come, rain girl ~ www.readwn.com ~ You have come here today, and you just have the chance, and you also write, I will give you pointers." Yan Xiu said to Yun Shuyu with a smile.

Everyone who watched the crowd looked curiously towards Yun Shuyu.

As Yan Yan is a member of the calligraphy industry, he can be treated like this, and even the person who instructs himself must have a good status.

好 "Okay, I do have itchy hands."

Jin Yun Shuyu smiled and nodded, then moved the ink treasure on the table aside, spread a new sheet of rice paper, pressed it with paperweight, and then wrote with a pen.

显然 She obviously also has strong calligraphy skills. The font is different from Yan Xiu's vigorous and powerful, but she is beautiful and smooth.

After writing a poem, Yun Shuyu looked at Yan Xiu.

"Obviously I haven't practiced for a long time, and they have regressed a lot." Yan Xiu looked at her with disappointment and commented.

确实 "Indeed, I feel a lot rusty, I will take time to practice more in the future." Yun Shuyu smiled and promised.

"I blame your dad in the eyes of the money, teach you what business, Bai Shengsheng wasted a good seed." Yan Xiuban said with a face.

Jin Yun Shu Yu smiled and said nothing, and looked at Su Chen and said, "Su Chen, do you want to try it too?"

"I? Can't, I can't write well." Su Chen hurriedly waved her hands.

"What do you want him to write, waste ink and paper, you practice more, add more energy to your wrist, don't hesitate to write."

Yan Yan Xiu was very straightforward and unrelenting.

Wu Suchen drew a few black lines on his forehead. This old man has the ability, but it is too gratifying.

"Yan Lao, Su Chen is very talented, let him try it!" Yun Shuyu asked with a smile.