I Am The Omnipotent Prince Charming

"Okay, okay, you little girl!"

Yan Yanxiu waved helplessly.

He doesn't have any opinion about Su Chen, but his temperament is like this.

Too few talented young people like calligraphy today.

As he practiced calligraphy for more than a year, Yun Shuyu was very talented and made rapid progress in calligraphy, but later, like her father, became hooked on doing business and making money, what a live broadcast platform, I heard that I still It must be colorful.

Yan Xiu should have been an excellent disciple, but gave up calligraphy to do business, which made Yan Xiu always regret.

Now that I have a chance, he naturally wants to give more pointers to Yun Shuyu, who can be said to be his disciple.

Jin Yun Shuyu was so kind, Su Chen was really not good at rejecting it anymore, stepped on Shiting and came to the table.

"Su Chen, have you practiced calligraphy before? Would you like me to teach you?" Yun Shuyu asked with a smile.

"No, I have learned brush calligraphy with my dad." Su Chen shook her head with a smile and reached out to pick up the brush. The standard gesture of holding the pen surprised Yun Shuyu and Yan Xiu.

Su Wenshan also occasionally writes brush writing in his spare time, which is not a mastery, but it is also good for amateurs.

Wu Suchen did learn for a few days when he was a kid, and the skill page in his mind now has intermediate level of calligraphy skills.

"Well, Yan Lao, I said that Su Chen is very talented!" Yun Shuyu looked at Yan Xiu with a smile.

"Just holding a pen, this is the most basic thing that can be learned by elementary school students." Yan Xiu's mouth was faint, but his heart was expectant.

Wu Suchen's gesture of holding the pen, even he who likes to pick the bones in the egg, can't pick out any flaws.

I can see that Su Chen is a person who really understands calligraphy.

Wu Suchen didn't listen to the communication between the two, thinking about what to write.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light in his mind, and he wrote on the rice paper.

Yan Qi is not as good as Yan Xiu, but he doesn't hesitate to write down. He moves stably and powerfully, and can be retracted freely. The words are like their own.

Yan Xiu, who was aside, shook his hands behind him slightly, his eyes were slightly bright.

For young people of this age, it is very rare to have this kind of skill. The key point is that this kid does not seem to be a person who specializes in this field.

As a result, this talent is exaggerated.

依赖 Depends on this time, after Su Chen was exhausted in the library, he would read some literary novels or books for fun.

One day later, his literary skills also broke through to advanced levels.

What he is writing now is a poem that appeared in his mind when literary skills reached a high level.

"Sit down and watch the water lingering and watch the frying dust. Hold a bowl for no reason, send it to the tea lovers."

After finishing a poem, Su Chen stood up and looked at his work in front of him, nodding with a smile with satisfaction.

"Oh? This guy wrote well!"

"This word is very well written, full of spirit, I have also practiced calligraphy for several years, and I don't think I can match it!"

"The writing is really good, and this poem is also good. All the tea lovers are present here. This poem is quite appropriate, but what poem is this?"

"I like poetry too, but I haven't seen this poem!"

"..."

Everyone was talking all around.

"Su Chen, you wrote so well, I didn't expect that you are also proficient in calligraphy!" Yun Shuyu looked at Su Chen with a surprised look and praised him.

"It's an award, far worse than you and Master Yan." Su Chen smiled humblely.

"The word is really worse." Yan Xiu suddenly said.

Su Suchen smiled rigidly on her face.

"But talent is good, how long have you learned calligraphy?" Yan Xiu asked.

"Um ... strictly speaking, I followed my dad for half a month when I was young, and then I did n’t practice much." Su Chen answered with a smile.

Everyone was shocked when he said this.

"Don't brag about young people, how can you have such skill when you learn for half a month when you were a kid." Yan Xiu frowned slightly, and the feeling of Su Chen had just reduced a lot.

He has talent, but he doesn't like loud talk young people.

Wu Suchen smiled without explanation, he was telling the truth.

This kind of thing is really impossible for other people, but who makes him a hang B!

"Su Chen, what poem is this, who wrote it?" Yun Shuyu saw that the atmosphere of the two was wrong, and immediately tried to shift the topic and asked.

"I wrote it!" Su Chen said with a smile.

Since it was the memory that appeared in his mind, it should belong to him.

No problem!

"You wrote it?" Yun Shuyu's eyes widened in surprise.

Everyone around him could not believe Su Chen.

"It's still blowing, you can die without bragging. It's a good thing for young people to be talented, but they need to be down-to-earth and realistic ..."

Yan Yanxiu's brow frowned even more tightly, and he talked about it.

But he didn't speak well and was interrupted by a chanting cry.

"I rely on it, I searched online, I really didn't have the poem, he wrote it!" Wang Hai held the mobile phone and looked at Su Chen in shock.

Yan Yanxiu's words came to an abrupt end, his old face was a little red, and his eyes flashed awkwardly.

"I'm not bragging!" Su Chen said seriously.

咳 "Cough ... well, I misunderstood you. This poem is well written, good." Yan Xiugan coughed twice, nodding stiffly in praise.

Suchen's lips radiate a playful arc ~ www.readwn.com ~ This old man has no bad intentions, just a little too flattering.

I know it's embarrassing now!

"I have no choice but to hold a bowl and send it to the tea lovers. This poem is well written. Seconds of writing. I did not expect that the younger brother is so young and so talented. It is amazing!" The man named Mu read the poem and heartily praised him.

"Yan Lao, this poem is too suitable for your tea house. I think you should put it up and hang it in the tea house." Yun Shuyu said to Yan Xiu with a smile.

Qi Yanxiu was a little emotional, but just now he had damaged Su Chen, and now asking him to ask for this poem really can't hold back the old face.

"Handsome guy, since Master Shi Yan looks down on that, can I sell this to me? I like it very much." Wang Hai saw Yan Xi couldn't say a word, his eyes rolled, and a bright smile on his face told Su Chen.

I have been in the mall for so many years. He is very visionary and knows how to seize opportunities.

Wu Suchen was young, calligraphy was so powerful, and he was able to write such poems. He became a real master after the mismatch, and now he can spend a little money to buy it for collection, and maybe he will make a lot of money.

"You want this? Then take it, the money will not be used, and I am not a master." Su Chen said casually.

"No, no, I ca n’t take it for nothing. Otherwise, I'll buy this for 50,000 yuan, OK, you give me an account, and I will make money for you." Wang Hai said firmly.

Only bought with money, this really belongs to him. In the future, it will be really valuable, and nothing will happen.

"I want this poem, I will exchange it for you with a pair of Mo Bao."

When Xi Suchen was about to promise Wang Hai, Yan Xiu couldn't help but speak.