There are very few authentic spells handed down by the grass saint Zhang Xu.

Today, there are a lot of impersonations, and it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

The Broken Thousand Characters is one of the very few authentic works. There are six pieces of carved stone remaining, which are stored in a well-known museum and are regarded as the treasure of the town hall.

As the president of the "Grass Sage Research Association", Chen Guangzhi has spent more than 30 years in his life immersed in Zhang Xu's techniques.

This trip happened to be invited to the museum to study "Broken Thousand Characters".

On the way back, I took pictures.

Now compare it.

The thousand-character text written by Chen Yinuo is exactly the same as the authentic text of the thousand-character text on the photo. Not only is the shape similar, but the charm is the same.

Chen Guangzhi's excitement was not in vain.

The broken thousand words are broken.

The one in front of me is complete.

Chen Yinuo's calligraphy has a high research value, it is unimaginable.

The old man, who was only eighty years old, bowed ninety degrees and saluted, his eyes glowing green with excitement.

Father Jiang's eyes lit up.

Bai Ru was originally sitting depressed on the periphery, but now she also came over curiously.

Jiang Han looked at Chen Yinuo, his eyes were full of little stars of worship.

Jiang Yang's face was flushed, his head was lowered, and he was probably looking for a crack in the ground.

The two brothers of the Kong family hid in the crowd and did not dare to say anything.

Jiang Li sneaked out. I couldn't stay in this place, and my face crackled.

A group of calligraphers in the hall looked at Chen Yinuo adoringly.

People are like that.

If you are a little stronger than him, all you get is jealousy.

If you are much better than him, what you get is admiration.

When Chen Guangzhi compared the photos of the authentic handwriting of the broken thousand-character text, everyone looked at it.

Even if you haven't practiced magic, you know what that means.

Praise is loud.

"Master Yinuo, I have no eyes, what I just said is a lot of offense, I hope you don't be surprised."

"Jiang Han has a good vision, he actually found such a good husband."

"Old lady Jiang, having such a grandson-in-law, this is your blessing......"

"Master Yinuo, you are a genius that you have never met in a century. Piano technique, the attainment of both aspects, is simply unmatched. You're young, and your future is limitless. ”

"Master Yinuo, can you sign my name."

"Master Yinuo, come, let's take a group photo."

……

Mrs. Jiang couldn't close her mouth with a smile, not to mention raising face.

Chen Yinuo bowed his hand, just like a different person when he was writing.

Courteous, humble and courteous: "The teachers have praised you. I'm a junior, and there's still a lot to learn from everyone. Not to mention anything else, just talking about being a human being is too much different from you. I speak openly, without weight, Xiao Han said I don't know how many times. If there is something wrong with me before, please don't worry about me. ”

Bai Ru's eyes lit up.

Not bad......

Knowing that he used the pressure first, the victory was in his hands, and he hit a stick and began to give sugar to eat.

It's business.

Of course, if Chen Yinuo was not talented, the shouting just now would be purely Shabi.

Chen Yinuo talked and laughed with everyone.

Group photo, send words, and respond to requests.

Chen Guangzhi was still lying on his stomach in the bookcase, studying the broken thousand-character text.

After a long while, he took a deep breath, straightened up, closed his eyes, and said for a long time: "Master Yinuo...... I...... I have a reluctant request. I don't know if you can sell me this letter? I can give a million. ”

Everyone gasped.

Million?

That's right, this painting is good, and there is no doubt about Zhang Xu's authenticity.

But it's not the real thing.

As you can see, this is written by a young man of twenty years old, and his name is unknown.

One million is not a hundred, Chen Guangzhi gave this price when he opened his mouth, it was simple.

Father Jiang bumped Bai Ru's shoulder and teased: "This is the unlearned person you are preparing to send 300,000 people who don't know how to learn?" ”

Bai Ru glanced at him: "Okay, okay, it's okay if I'm wrong." ”

Chen Yinuo smiled: "One million? Who does Old Chen think of me? ”

Chen Guangzhi: "Uh...... I know that buying this painting at this price is a bit less. But ......"

Chen Yinuo interrupted him: "Old Chen, you are a good friend of my grandmother. I should call you grandpa. We are all our own family, and if you ask me money, isn't this humiliating to me? Isn't that humiliating my grandma? You misunderstood me, I'm not a million. I mean, if you like it, just take it. I feel like grandma will definitely support me. ”

Chen Yinuo looked at Mrs. Jiang.

Of course, Mrs. Jiang agreed.

Although the word is a birthday gift for her, she is about to end her life, and she has a feeling. Many things have been seen, life does not bring, death does not bring away. A hundred years of life, in the end, it is just a handful of loess.

Some feelings, when people are gone, they are broken.

When she went to another world, the Jiang family would never have a chance to lean on Chen Guangzhi's big tree.

Even in the past ten years, after the death of Grandpa Jiang Han, the two families have moved around very little.

This painting can make Jiang Han's family and Chen Guangzhi have a good relationship, which can be compared to a million cost-effective.

Mrs. Jiang smiled: "That's it, you old thing, we have known each other for most of our lives." Withdraw money at every turn, if you don't feel ashamed, I will be ashamed of you. If you want to take it, and talk about the money, I won't give you this painting if I burn it. ”

Chen Guangzhi excitedly took Chen Yinuo's hand: "Okay...... I wrote down this favor, old man. If there is anything you need help with in the future, just say. If I can do it, I will do it for you. If you can't do it, find someone to do it for you. ”

The stars arch over the moon.

Chen Yinuo became the protagonist tonight.

He actually didn't like this kind of occasion very much, so he accompanied these people to greet them for a while, and found an excuse to leave.

It's really a bit overwhelming.

I drank a lot of red wine at the dinner.

While writing, I drank another bottle of Wuliangye.

Bai Ru drove back together, Jiang's father was still there to socialize, and Chen Yinuo and Jiang Han were sitting in the back row.

When he got into the car, he poured it on Jiang Han with the strength of wine.

Jiang Han didn't push him away today, and let him pill his long legs.

When she got home, Bai Ru cooked a bowl of decanting soup by herself.

At half past eleven in the evening, Father Jiang came back with a friend.

A family of three.

Jiang Han knows each other and is an old friend of his parents for more than ten years. Uncle Yang, Aunt Liu. The youngest daughter is fourteen years old and named Yang Lele, who is very sweet and well-behaved.

Several elders chatted with great interest, and they talked and laughed until almost two o'clock in the morning.

Uncle Yang and Aunt Liu got up to say goodbye.

Father Jiang was reluctant: "Go?" It's the middle of the night, how can I let you go? Stay at home, stay at home! ”

Uncle Yang: "It's inconvenient. ”

Father Jiang: "What's inconvenient?" We've been friends for so many years, and you say this kind of thing to me. ”

Aunt Liu: "You have guests at home." ”

Father Jiang: "Xiaonuo?" He's my son-in-law, what kind of guest is he? It's all their own people. You live in the guest bedroom, Xiaohan, come, go and clean up the guest bedroom and change a set of sheets and covers. ”

Bai Ru smiled: "Lele, do you sleep well with Mother Wu at night?" ”

Lele nodded.

Jiang Han was a little stunned. There are four rooms in total.

Mom and Dad sleep in the master bedroom.

Nanny Wu Ma and Lele sleep in one room.

Uncle Yang and Aunt Liu sleep in one room.

What should I do on my own? Sleeping in the living room?

Jiang Han muttered in a low voice: "Mom, I'm ...... What about me? ”

Bai Ru's eyes glared: "You? You what? Of course you live with your man. ”

Jiang Han's head was full of black lines: "Mom, how can you talk like that." ”

Bai Ru: "Okay, okay, dead girl, don't pretend in front of me, you two did that little good thing, do you really think I'm blind?" Hurry up and help Arnold to your room. ”

Chen Yinuo, who had been half-leaning on the sofa and was dizzy, jumped up like a chicken blood at this moment, without helping, took three steps and made two steps, and rushed into Jiang Han's room.