Ye Shuang only knew that it was not easy to mix today, but she didn't expect it to be so bad.

She didn't know how cruel she could be to the new aunt's parents-in-law, but Fang Mo, who had been mentally prepared, really heard that after Ye Shuang's words fell, Grandma Luo naturally took a sentence lightly: "Then Xiao Ye will also write a few, listen to Xiao Feng say that you are excellent at painting and calligraphy." ”

“！！！”

That little bastard still said that?!

Ye Shuang burst into tears in an instant, she has been hurting her brother for so many years, and this pig teammate is decisive and the pit sister doesn't explain.

Grandma begged to be let go! It's all a family, so why be in a hurry to fry each other......

A smile almost overflowed in Fang Mo's throat, but fortunately, he hurriedly put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly before he spoke—it wasn't that he was unkind, but the main thing was that the cheating expression that instantly appeared on the face of his beautiful and handsome friend was too gimmicky.

That little look, shocked as if it had just been struck by thunder.

Grandma Luo was also a little uncomfortable with Ye Shuang's aggrieved little eyes, it seemed that her granddaughter Shuangshuang had also loved to be so coquettish since she was a child...... Yo, it seems that although the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting seem to be blown out, this person is really close to himself......

After thinking about it like this, Grandma Luo was not so deliberately difficult, thinking that it would be enough to knock and knock casually, so her tone slowed down: "It's okay, Xiaoye, just write two words casually, it just so happens that the old-timers of the Provincial Calligraphy Association are also there, let them give you some pointers?!"

Grandma Luo is quite kind, in fact, she mainly thinks that since Junior Brother Ye dares to blow such a cow, then even if this new aunt is not a real celebrity, at least he can still write the brush words that can be seen.

Fang Mo glanced to the side when he heard this, and sure enough, he saw a few slightly familiar old men standing not far away, it seemed that he hadn't been discovered by himself in the inner room just now, and he didn't know why they had all gathered here today.

And this "grandmother" is really stunning, just a little time, and those who are not familiar with life can connect with people? !

You can also ask for advice...... It seems that people are old and fine, and they are really not joking.

In Fang Mo's divergent emotion, he naturally missed Ye Shuang's weak eyes for help.

was forced on the shopkeeper's table by a group of old grandfathers with smiling eyes, and there was a grandmother Luo standing next to her, Ye Shuang pinched the brush and instantly felt an urgency to urinate......

"It's good to see the posture of this pen. The old grandfathers next to him still had the heart to laugh with Grandma Luo, pointing at Ye Shuang and pointing at the country: "How many years has the old girl's family been practicing for this junior......? Don't worry, you will definitely give this child some pointers when you turn around. ”

Ye Shuang Lushan Waterfall Sweat, of course this posture is good, her body coordination is super good now, and she can imitate eight or nine percent of any movement after seeing it once, of course, this is also thanks to genetic optimization...... The problem is that there is no skill of calligraphy in the alien's packaged memory, no matter how powerful the body coordination is, it is useless, and she can't hold the indigenous culture of the earth at all!

I don't know if the printed ones count, if the old men don't dislike it, she just took the notebook and went outside to scan it back, and one person sent a copy, and it was only one dollar...... Wait, scan?!

Ye Shuang, who was stared at and began to think crankily, her eyes lit up, and she finally found a way to live.

The old men next to them were a little suspicious when they saw Ye Shuangguang standing and posing, and suddenly found that the child's eyes were alive, so they calmed down again, smiling and waiting for Ye Shuang to write.

Ye Shuang, on the other hand, calmed down, set his eyes on the copybook to the side, and his brain instantly worked at a high speed, and began to analyze the paper size, font layout, and proportion......

When Fang Mo came back to his senses, he also noticed the embarrassed look on Ye Shuang's face, and originally wanted to think of a way to save his little friend, but before he could speak, Ye Shuang had already started to write.

Splashing ink and dripping...... That's weird!

As soon as Ye Shuang moved his pen, almost all the people present suddenly felt a kind of awkwardness.

This awkwardness is not to say that the words written by her pen are not good-looking, in fact, the words written by Ye Shuang's pen are simply beautiful, at first glance, they look exactly the same as the calligraphy with Lan Tingxu's "six or seven successes", and it looks like it carefully...... It's exactly the same.

The awkwardness mainly lies in Ye Shuang's expression when she writes, without the uninhibited and uninhibited nature of the literati and scholars, nor the meticulousness of scholars, she looks like she is carrying out a scientific research work, she is engrossed in mental concentration, and even frowns slightly because she is too focused......

The old men looked at each other, and they were all a little dumbfounded when they saw this subtle difference.

Those who engage in art are all perceptual, which is simply the difference between liberal arts students and science students...... You write calligraphy as if you're doing physical realism, what kind of way do you say that?!

Ye Shuangcai didn't notice the entanglement of others, and still followed the composition scanned and drawn in his mind, carefully copying the entire calligraphy to the paper under his hand one by one.

It was easy to wait for her to stop writing, wiped a handful of sweat and put the brush aside, then looked up and smiled: "Okay, please advise." ”

"......" what do you point?!Correction printing?!

For a moment, Fang Mo was speechless.