Jiang Li next to her took a roll of words.

Unfolded on the bookcase, he asked with a malicious smile: "Chen Yinuo, how about you comment on this character again?" ”

Chen Yinuo glanced at it: "It's a little stronger than shi." ”

Wang Tianguo trembled angrily on the spot: "Huangkou Xiaoer, I don't know how thick the sky is, and I speak wildly......"

He wrote it.

A birthday present for an old lady.

Kong Shenxing also took a pair of words, and said in a strange manner: "Great calligrapher, you take a look at this again!" ”

Chen Yinuo replied: "Trash! ”

Another old man was shivering.

Jiang Han whispered: "Chen Yinuo, are you stupid, they are clearly playing tricks on you." ”

Where would Chen Yinuo not know.

He just doesn't care.

What is the name of the grass saint Zhang Xu?

Zhang!

Crazy madness, crazy madness!

Drinking 3,000 cups, drunk and flirting with the sky, in front of the temple and the Son of Heaven, exuding ink, using hair as a pen, and writing 3,000 books......

From the moment he wrote Zhang Xu's name on rice paper, it was not only Zhang Xu's memory and skills about calligraphy that he obtained. It also got Zhang Xu's arrogance about calligraphy.

That arrogance and uninhibition subtly affected him.

If it weren't for Chen Yinuo's firm mind, seeing Kong Shenyan pretending to be in front of him, and seeing this group of so-called calligraphers, who actually didn't even peep at the threshold, he would probably be able to scold all these people.

Chen Yinuo sneered: "Kong Shenyan, Jiang Li, Kong Shenxing, Jiang Yang, you don't have to be so insidiously calculated, how tired you are to use this group of people present as guns." As you wish, today I will say what you want to hear. All the so-called calligraphers present are, in my eyes, not even elementary school students. ”

Kong Shenyan sneered: "What a big breath, you are even counted in Grandpa Chen." ”

Chen Yinuo: "He doesn't count. ”

Chen Guangzhi looked at the young man with a smile on his face and with great interest.

He can understand his talent and pride.

With piano attainments that can shock Wang Youren, this young man has arrogant capital.

But interlacing is like separating mountains.

Even if Beethoven came, it would be inappropriate to say such things today.

Of course, if it were Wang Xizhi, don't scold them as primary school students today, even if he scolded them for being kindergarten children, Chen Guangzhi would definitely listen to them.

But is Chen Yinuo Wang Xizhi?

Obviously impossible.

It is normal for everyone to be indignant.

This young man lacks social experience.

However, Chen Guangzhi has lived all his life, what kind of things have not been experienced, and this little thing can still be ignored.

Calm!

Calm down and be angry with a child.

However, Chen Yinuo's next sentence made his beard turn up on the spot.

Chen Yinuo: "He is not a primary school student, he barely graduated from primary school." ”

The crowd suddenly boiled.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a cultural person, everyone almost rushed up and beat Chen Yinuo violently.

One by one, the crowd excited: "Boy, you are getting more and more excessive." Do you know who Old Chen is? ”

"Young man, you don't even have the qualifications to be an apprentice to Old Chen. Who gave you the courage to speak like that, Liang Jingru? ”

"Chen Yinuo, you can scold me, how can you scold Chen Lao. Chen Lao is my idol and a master in the world of calligraphy. ”

"Xiao Chen, for the sake of you being the son-in-law of the Jiang family, hurry up and apologize to his family. Everybody thinks you're a kid talking nonsense. ”

"Huh...... Apologize? What is the use of apologizing to despise everyone. Speak with real skills. I have the ability to write a letter. If he can write Kong Shenyan's level, he doesn't need to apologize, I can call him master. ”

"That's right! Let him perform! ”

"That's right, it has to be written!"

"If you don't show some real skills, don't think about passing this level today."

Jiang Han is in a hurry.

Father Jiang is also anxious.

Bai Ru covered her forehead, sat on the chair outside the circle, shook her head and sighed.

The old lady of the Jiang family has the heart to protect her grandson-in-law, but when it comes to this, no one can do anything.

Chen Guangzhi's beard was curled, and he looked at Chen Yinuo: "Young man, which font are you good at?" ”

Chen Yinuo: "Which one do you want me to write?" ”

Chen Guangzhi gave a thumbs up against his will: "Good spirit." Cheng, I'll answer the question today, old man. Can you write a few in cursive? ”

Chen Yinuo sneered: "How many to write?" ”

He slapped Jiang Han's buttocks, arrogant and wanton: "Wife, bring wine to ......"

Jiang Han was anxious, angry and embarrassed, but he didn't dare to slack off at this time, gave Chen Yinuo enough face, opened a bottle of Wuliangye, and handed it to Chen Yinuo.

I poured half a bottle into it with my head up, and my whole body was hot.

Chen Yinuo took off his coat, and unbuttoned his shirt several times, revealing his chest, wild and uninhibited.

Holding the pen, dipping the ink, not looking at the rice paper on the table, looking up and pouring wine, the pen is like a god......

Flowing clouds, swish......

Everyone just thinks that the brush is like Xiao Li's flying knife, and you can see the afterimage quickly......

The first line of words is made in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yang couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha...... What is this written? I can write that, too. Just scribble on paper. Awesome...... I've heard of masters who draw with syringes, and today I saw people who didn't look at rice paper and drank wine to write. Hahaha...... I can't understand this realm......"

The old lady of the Jiang family was a little angry with him.

Today's events, if it weren't for these grandchildren, would not be where they are now.

She said with a calm face: "You really don't understand. ”

Chen Guangzhi also said: "You really don't understand." ”

The old lady said that he didn't understand, and he was angry.

Chen Guangzhi said that he didn't understand, but he was sincere.

The old lady looked at Chen Guangzhi and found that Chen Guangzhi's eyes were staring directly at the words written by Chen Yinuo, and she didn't dare to breathe, as if she was afraid of disturbing Chen Yinuo.

What's the situation?

The old lady's man used to be a calligrapher, although she also dabbled in it, but it is definitely incomparable with Chen Guangzhi's attainments.

She whispered, "Hey, old thing, my grandson-in-law, is it okay to write?" ”

Chen Guangzhi is full of black lines, okay? It's not just okay.

He muttered to himself: "Rise like a dragon dance, lie like a tiger, suddenly like a mountain, frustrate like a spring, endless, dangerous, unstoppable, unstoppable, a single stroke, occasionally broken, blood is connected...... Old woman, your grandson-in-law's attainment of wild grass has entered the realm...... Saying that I graduated from elementary school is a compliment to me. ”

The old lady's eyes lit up.

looked at Chen Yinuo, the more I looked at it, the more I liked it.

There was no compliment.

Chen Guangzhi has already commented, but no one agrees.

Those who don't understand don't dare to speak.

Those who understand have long been shocked.

Sprinkled, in one go, a bottle of wine under the stomach, the iron pen outline, the finishing touch, broken thousands of words.

Chen Guangzhi hurriedly glanced at his entourage.

The attendant was a man of understanding, and immediately took out a few photographs from his briefcase.

On the photo, it is one of the few surviving authentic works of Zhang Xu, "Broken Thousand Words".

Chen Guangzhi put on his eyes, took out a magnifying glass, and lay on the pair of words written by Chen Yinuo, holding his breath and concentrating, while comparing the photos and studying them carefully.

The more I look at it, the more frightened I become!

The more you compare, the more frightened you become!

This is the true work of the grass saint Zhang Xu!

This has surpassed the realm of being fake and real, this is 100%, it is completely the true work of the grass saint!

Chen Guangzhi was excited, and yelled at the people next to him: "Stand back, stand back, who dares to touch this character, it's broken, I'm not done with you...... There is a sequence of hearing the Tao, the master is the teacher, the master of Yinuo, please be worshiped by the old man! ”