"Okay, okay, whatever you girl!"

Yan Xiu waved his hand helplessly.

He didn't have any opinions about Su Chen, but his temperament was like this, he was informal, and he had something to say.

Nowadays, there are too few young people who like calligraphy and have talent.

Yun Shuyu has practiced calligraphy with him for more than a year, and he has excellent talent in calligraphy and has made rapid progress, but later he followed her father, who became obsessed with doing business to make money, and made a live broadcast platform, and I heard that it was doing well.

was supposed to be an excellent disciple of his own, but he gave up calligraphy to go into business, which made Yan Xiu always regret it.

Now that he finally had the opportunity, he naturally wanted to give more guidance to Yun Shuyu, who could be said to be his named disciple.

Yun Shuyu was so gracious, Su Chen really couldn't refuse anymore, stepped into the stone pavilion, and came to the table.

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

"No, I learned calligraphy with my dad. Su Chen chuckled and shook his head, reached out to pick up the brush, and the very standard posture of holding the pen made Yun Shuyu and Yan Xiu a little surprised.

In his spare time, Su Wenshan occasionally writes calligraphy, which is not proficient, but it is not good among amateurs.

Su Chen did study with him for a few days when he was a child, and in the skill page in his mind now, calligraphy skills are at an intermediate level.

"How about it, Old Yan, I said that Su Chen is very talented!" Yun Shuyu looked at Yan Xiu with a smile.

"It's just a pen, it's the most basic thing, and elementary school students can learn it. Yan Xiu's expression was faint and his mouth was stiff, but there was a touch of expectation in his heart.

Su Chen's posture of holding the pen, even he, who likes to pick bones in eggs, can't find any flaws.

It can be seen that Su Chen is a person who really understands calligraphy.

Su Chen didn't listen to the exchange between the two, thinking about what to write.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind, and he put pen to paper and wrote on rice paper.

The momentum is not as good as Yan Xiu's, but the pen does not hesitate, the pen is calm and powerful, free to retract, the words are like their people, the font is neat and neat, revealing a young man's arrogance.

Yan Xiu's hand behind him trembled slightly, and his eyes lit up slightly.

For a young man of this age, it is already rare to have this kind of skill, and the key is that this kid does not seem to be a person who specializes in this way.

In this way, this talent is exaggerated.

During this period of time, after Su Chen was a little tired of brushing books in the library, he would read some literature or books for recreation.

Then one day, his literary skills also broke through to the advanced level.

What he wrote now was a poem that appeared in his mind when his literary skills were advanced.

"Sit and drink the water, watch the frying dust. There is no reason to hold a bowl and send it to tea lovers. ”

After writing a poem, Su Chen put away his pen and stood up, looked at his work in front of him, and nodded with a satisfied smile.

"Hey, this guy writes well!"

"This character is really well written, full of sharpness, I have also practiced calligraphy for a few years, and I think I can't compare!"

"The handwriting is really good, and this poem is not bad, all of you here are tea lovers, this poem is quite appropriate, but what kind of poem is this?"

"I like poetry very much, but I've never seen this poem!"

“……”

There was a lot of talk all around.

"Su Chen, your writing is so good, I really didn't expect you, you are also proficient in calligraphy!" Yun Shuyu looked at Su Chen with a surprised face and praised.

"It's over, it's far worse than you and Master Yan. Su Chen smiled modestly.

"The words are indeed a little worse. Yan Xiu suddenly said.

Su Chen's smile suddenly stiffened on his face.

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

"Hmm...... Strictly speaking, I studied with my dad for half a month when I was a child, and then I didn't practice much. Su Chen replied with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"Young people, don't brag, how can you have this kind of skill when you study for half a month when you are a child. Yan Xiu's brows frowned slightly, and the little favor he had just for Su Chen suddenly decreased a lot.

Talent is there, but he doesn't like young people who talk big.

Su Chen smiled and didn't explain, he was telling the truth.

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

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

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

Since it was a memory that appeared in his head, it should belong to him.

No problem!

"What did you write?" Yun Shuyu's beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

Everyone around looked at Su Chen in disbelief.

"It's still bragging, if you don't brag, you can die, it's a good thing for young people to have a little talent, but you have to be down-to-earth and seek truth from facts......"

Yan Xiu's brows furrowed even tighter, and he began to preach.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a cry.

"Damn, I searched on the Internet, and I really didn't have this poem, he really wrote it!" Wang Hai held his mobile phone and looked at Su Chen with a shocked expression.

Yan Xiu's words came to an abrupt end, his old face flushed slightly, and embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

"I'm really not bragging!" Su Chen said with a serious face.

"Ahem...... Okay, I misunderstood you, this poem is well written, not bad. Yan Xiu coughed dryly twice, and nodded a little stiffly.

The corners of Su Chen's lips hooked up a playful arc.

This old man has no bad intentions, but some of them are too unpleasant.

Now you know the embarrassment!

"There is no reason to hold a bowl, send it to the tea lover, this poem is well written, it is written in seconds, I didn't expect the little brother to be so young and so talented, it's really amazing!"

"Old Yan, this poem is too suitable for your teahouse, I think you should frame it and hang it in the teahouse. Yun Shuyu said to Yan Xiu with a smile.

Yan Xiu was a little moved, but he had damaged Su Chen just now, and now let him ask for this poem, he really couldn't afford this old face.

"Handsome guy, since this Shiyan master can't look down on it, can you sell me this, I like it a lot. Seeing that Yan Xiu was silent, Wang Hai rolled his eyes, and said to Su Chen with a bright smile on his face.

After so many years in the shopping mall, he is very discerning and knows how to seize opportunities.

Su Chen is young, calligraphy has such skills, and he can write such good poems, he will become a real master after Bao Qi, he will now spend some money to buy and collect, and he may be able to make a lot of money.

"You want this, then take it, you don't need the money, I'm not a master. Su Chen said casually.

"No, no, I can't take it for nothing, otherwise, I'll pay 50,000 yuan to buy this, okay, you give me an account, and I'll make money for you." Wang Hai said with a firm expression.

Only if you buy it with money, this is what really belongs to him, and if it is really worth it in the future, there will be no trouble.

"I want this poem, I will exchange it with you with a pair of ink treasures. ”

When Su Chen was about to promise Wang Hai, Yan Xiu couldn't hold back his mouth.