In the Lan Pavilion of the Zhai Family Manor, there was a magical scene, a group of sluggish people gathered around a table, muttering to themselves incessantly, as if they were in a daze.

Wang Yaohui's supporters, who were originally vigorous and ready to come to criticize Lin Yifei, are now almost all impressed by Lin Yifei, and they are amazed, this is the presentation of the truest thoughts in their hearts.

Wang Yaohui, who had only written less than half of it, looked at the abnormal performance of everyone, and could no longer continue to write calmly, put down the pen in his hand, brushed aside the mechanical crowd, and walked closer, waiting to see Lin Yifei's words and paintings, Wang Yaohui only felt that his head was 'buzzing', as if he had been hit by a jack of giant hammers, and the huge contrast made him unbearable.

"How is this possible, how can this be the words that people can write, the paintings that can be drawn, such attainments, I can't catch up with them in my life, I was actually fighting with such a person before, and I still wanted to win, I am so stupid." Wang Yaohui muttered to himself as if he had lost his soul.

"Who the hell are you? How can there be such calligraphy and painting attainments. Suddenly, as if returning to the light, Wang Yaohui's eyes burst out with a strong brilliance and asked.

"Little crying boy, you forgot." Lin Yifei said with a smile.

"Little crying child? Little crying child......" Wang Yaohui's pupils dilated, his face was incredulous, and he lost his voice: "It's you." Wang Yaohui remembered that he had only lost before this. It was the National Primary School Calligraphy Competition, he and Lin Yifei went to the finals, and he was the same as just now, thinking that he would win, but the facts gave him a heavy blow.

The final result was announced, Lin Yifei was the champion, and he was only the runner-up. The second place may be very powerful for others, but it is still an unbearable failure for Wang Yaohui. The strong self-esteem he had cultivated as a descendant of a famous calligrapher from an early age made him unable to accept this result. sat on the ground in a daze, and then howled and cried, and even said that the judges and teachers would re-pronounce the verdict, which also became his nightmare and shame.

At that time, Lin Yifei was the same as now, even if he won, he was not very happy, his face was full of indifference, he threw away the championship trophy in his hand, walked to him hand in hand with a little girl, stretched out his hand to him, and said: "If you want this trophy, give it to you." ”

Originally, it was just a kind gesture by Lin Yifei, which was undoubtedly the biggest humiliation for him in the eyes of Wang Yaohui at that time, which also led to the fact that in Wang Yaohui's heart, Lin Yifei would be the person he hated the most, and there was no one. Even after more than ten years, he couldn't recognize Lin Yifei's changed appearance, but when he met Lin Yifei, he still instinctively felt disgusted.

"It turned out to be you again, why are you again? I can't win against you after all. Wang Yaohui muttered.

Looking at this arrogant calligraphy genius who was hit twice by himself, although Lin Yifei admitted that he was not wrong, but after all, he was a little unbearable, Wang Yaohui said that he was really just a dead child who was spoiled, and was bound by a strong family identity and arrogant self-esteem, which would cause psychological deformity.

"Calligraphy is not a tool you use to show off, if you really like calligraphy, go home and reflect on what calligraphy means to you. Why learn calligraphy? Figure this out should help you. Lin Yifei said, it sounds very reasonable, but in fact, it is really just talking, because Lin Yifei himself doesn't understand it very well.

"What does it mean to me?" Wang Yaohui kept repeating this sentence, lowered his head, and walked out in despair, without looking back.

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The commotion here naturally attracted the attention of the Zhai family, and from a distance came a cream boy dressed in white, weak enough to be supported, only seventeen or eighteen years old.

"What's going on? Spread out a little, don't touch the young master. A tall man walked up and began to clear the field.

"Xiaohua, how did you come out when your body is so weak." Hua Langying took the initiative to step forward and asked with concern.

"Are you ......" Zhai Xiaohua, who looked like a cream student, stared at Hua Rongying carefully for a while, and finally saw who the person in front of her was, and exclaimed in surprise: "Sister Rongying, why are you here?" ”

"What, you're not welcome?" Hua Langying asked rhetorically.

"Welcome, welcome, of course." Zhai Xiaohua said excitedly.

"Introduction, this is Lin Yifei, Xia Yu and Mu Yun, and then this is Zhai Xiaohua." Hua Langying briefly introduced the two sides.

"Sister Rongying, is Mu Yun the sister you often say?" Zhai Xiaohua asked in a low voice.

Hua Langying smiled and nodded.

Zhai Xiaohua nodded lightly, and then politely greeted Lin Yifei and the others, and said, "Sister Rongying, are you here to find your father?" That's unfortunate, he heard that Grandpa Guo's house has Yan Zhengqing's original manuscript of the nephew, these days he has been running to Grandpa Guo's house for a long time, and he has gone to appreciate the words, if there is something important, I can send someone to inform him. ”

"No, no, I'm just playing with them." Flower Shadow said.

"Oh, Sister Shadow, what were you doing just now? It seemed to be very lively before. Zhai Xiaohua asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that my younger brother has a little bit of calligraphy with others." Flower Shadow replied.

"Oh" Hearing this, Zhai Xiaohua's eyes lit up and asked, "What about the other person?" ”

"Gone." It was Su Muyun who answered, but Yifei wrote it really well, and as he spoke, Su Muyun carefully picked up Lin Yifei's Lanting Collection preface calligraphy and painting and gave it to Zhai Xiaohua to look at.

It was at this glance that Zhai Xiaohua was stunned, her face was flushed, her blood was surging, and she couldn't help coughing again and again.

"Young master, young master," the servants shouted nervously.

"Xiaohua, are you alright?" Hua Langying asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just too excited." Zhai Xiaohua waved her hand, looked at Lin Yifei, and asked, "You made that calligraphy and painting?" ”

"Hmm," Lin Yifei nodded.

"Can you take a closer look?" Zhai Xiaohua took two steps forward excitedly and stared at Lin Yifei.

"Yes, you can, but you're fine." Lin Yifei asked, Lin Yifei was very worried about this beautiful girl-like cream boy.

"No problem, no problem." Zhai Xiaohua said, took the calligraphy and painting with trembling hands, and exclaimed: "Good words, good paintings, unprecedented." ”

"Yifei, I have a reluctant request, can you please lend me this calligraphy and painting for a day, no, half a day, no, even if it's only for a few hours." Zhai Xiaohua said.

"You're asking the wrong person about this." Lin Yifei said.

"Hmm," Zhai Xiaohua was slightly fluted.

"I have promised to give this calligraphy and painting to Sister Langying." Lin Yifei shrugged and said.

Hua Langying was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "Really? You weren't kidding? ”

Lin Yifei straightened his body and said, "If you say it, splash the water, I'm not joking." ”

Hua Langying couldn't help but show a happy expression.

"Sister Shadow, you...... Can you lend me a little longer? I vouch for my life, and I will definitely pay it back to you. Zhai Xiaohua said solemnly.

"I trust you, just take it." Flower Shadow said.

"Thank you, Sister Langying, thank you Yifei, I won't accompany you if I leave beforehand, you guys have fun by yourself, you can come to my house to eat something when you're hungry." Zhai Xiaohua was ecstatic, and walked away without looking back, her pace was steady and brisk.

"I can see that he is a person who loves calligraphy." Lin Yifei commented.

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"Uncle Hao, Uncle Hao, get ready, let's go to Guo's house, immediately." Zhai Xiaohua shouted excitedly.

"It's coming, why is Xiaohua in such a hurry?" Hao Yun, the chief housekeeper of the Zhai family, arrived.

"There's no time to explain, get in the car, let's go find Dad, this is the number one big thing." Zhai Xiaohua said.

The welding carriage started and headed towards the outside of the manor, the direction of the Guo family in the suburbs of Donghai City.

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