After some twists and turns, Sun Hao finally used his incomparable talent - uh, and he was wrong, he used the thief system to steal Wang Xizhi's calligraphy skills from the earth and a reverse elegy poem by Tang Bohu, and completely conquered several old men of the National Calligraphy Association gorgeously.

It is no wonder that Wang Xizhi is a calligrapher in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, good at various calligraphy fonts such as official script, cursive script, line script, regular script, etc., especially the line of calligraphy is called "the first line of books in the world" by later generations;

With such two awesome big bosses joining forces, it is simply sweeping the Divine Dragon Kingdom, invincible, not to mention that it is only three or four old men of the calligraphy association.

Before leaving, Xu Bowen carefully put away the "Mountaineering" written by Sun Hao, and said that he would take this work to the association for other calligraphers to appreciate, "At the end of next month, the association will hold a year-end meeting, and then our three old men will recommend Sun Hao to join the National Calligraphy Association, so young calligraphers, if they have not joined the Calligraphy Association, it is really a big loss for our association!"

"Lao Xu is right, I also agree with this matter. Gongsun Yang nodded, and also reversed the cold attitude when he first met Sun Hao, and said quite enthusiastically, "Sun Hao, you can rest assured about this matter, it is on the three of us." That, the cursive work you just wrote, can you give it to me as a souvenir?"

Old Man Ma stood aside and laughed secretly, he couldn't understand the temper of the old man Gongsun Yang best, like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard, at this moment suddenly changed his face, he must have asked for something! He thought that Gongsun Yang would be more or less subtle, who knew that before he finished a sentence, he made a request.

Old Man Ma is not in a hurry, anyway, he also has a cursive work of Sun Hao, but Xu Bowen and Lu Hai both changed their faces after listening to Gongsun Yang's words.

it! This old goat really doesn't want Bilian anymore!

Before questioning Sun Hao's this, and questioning Sun Hao's that, in a blink of an eye, he was cheeky and opened his mouth to start other people's calligraphy works!

"What's that, old goat, Sun Hao's words are just like that, don't take it back, anyway, you don't look good, but I like it very much, I'll keep it." Lu Hai said with a smile.

When Sun Hao heard this, his eyes were about to pop out in shock, Lu Hai, the old man, didn't speak much from the beginning, but only expressed a few opinions on Sun Hao's works, and then almost didn't show much.

Sun Hao always thought that this old man was such a silent character, but he didn't expect that this Lu Hai would not open his mouth, and when he opened his mouth, he would be angry and would not pay for his life!

"Yes, at first, I wasn't very optimistic about Sun Hao's handwriting. Gongsun Yang is also a bachelor, he admitted it directly, he can't rely on it anyway, for these words, he can be regarded as open-faced, "But who doesn't have a time to wander? I appreciate Sun Hao's words very much now, and I plan to take it back and study it well!"

"You're a fart, aren't you going to frame it and hang it in the study?" Lu Hai looked disdainful and looked at Gongsun Yang with slanted eyes.

Gongsun Yang was also angry, his face was red and his neck was thick, and he shouted, "Where do you plan to hang it in the study if you don't hang it?

Sun Hao couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and laughed out loud with a "poof".

Well, just for a few words of their own, the two big people actually scolded like a shrew.

"Okay, okay! We're all old, what's the noise?

Xu Bowen's face sank, glared at Gongsun Yang and Lu Hai, and said, "This work is also owned by the association, I will let you fight!"

Gongsun Yang and Lu Hai were dumbfounded, damn it, I knew it would be like this, and I was still arguing, how good is it for two people to share a point?

Old Man Ma and Sun Hao both raised their heads and looked at the ceiling, pretending not to know anything, which made the three old men very depressed and angry.

Sun Hao, a stinky boy, really doesn't understand the rules, and he doesn't know how to stand up and say "Don't quarrel, old men, I'll write a picture for each of you", are we really going to let you write?

Well, even if we really let you write it, we will really take it?

Uh, if you really write it, it's cheap if we don't take it away......

The three old men grinded and chattered at Old Man Ma's house for a long time before they left together.

Before leaving, Xu Bowen and the others looked at Sun Hao meaningfully for a while, and looked at Sun Hao uncomfortably.

Of course Sun Hao didn't know, what Xu Bowen and others thought in their hearts was, good boy, joining the Calligraphy Association is equivalent to entering our pot, these words, you still have to write them for us sooner or later.

After sending Xu Bowen and his party away, Old Man Ma's home was finally much cleaner.

Before Mu Yu entered the door, he was dragged to the supermarket by the old lady, and he hasn't come back yet, and there are only two people left in the house, Sun Hao and Old Man Ma.

The old man and the young man sat down on the sofa in the living room, Sun Hao boiled some boiling water, made a cup of tea for the old man, and made a cup for himself.

The old man took a sip of tea, exhaled comfortably, looked at Sun Hao with a smile, and said, "Okay, now it's a sure thing that you will enter the Calligraphy Association." ”

Old man Ma looks at Sun Hao now, just like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, the more she looks at it, the more she likes it.

Since his retirement, he has been playing chess and chatting with some old friends all day long, which seems to be very relaxed and happy, but in fact, his life is very boring, and he has a feeling of eating and waiting for death.

But after meeting Sun Hao, this life suddenly became like riding a roller coaster, which stimulated wave after wave, just like today, Sun Hao showed another calligraphy font, which seems to be more skillful than the previous cursive font, and also wrote such a good poem that makes people surprised!

To say that he is a genius no longer seems to be enough to describe his rebellion.

Sun Hao blew the tea leaves floating on the cup, took a sip of tea soup, and then asked, "Old man, when did the national gift start to be chosen?"

"Well, the national gift is generally changed every three years. Old Man Ma replied nonchalantly, "The last time I chose a national gift was in June this year. ”

"Gah?"

Sun Hao's eyes widened suddenly, MMP, the national gift is selected once every three years, and it was just selected in June this year, doesn't that mean that the next time the national gift is selected, it will take more than two years?

More than two years later, your old man is now rushing to let me join the Calligraphy Association, what kind of trouble is this?