83_83539Although Han's father's tone was calm, he asked such a topic, which was obviously because he didn't believe in Xia very much, but in fact, this was also normal, because Xia didn't look very old, and it was difficult to tell from his skin color that he had been a soldier.

And it's also special forces.

But the way Summer spoke just now and the momentum did mean a little bit of that.

Father Han also believed it a little, but when he heard that Xia Xia said that he was a special soldier, he didn't believe it at all, because he couldn't believe that special forces could actually do this.

There is no special forces that are not dark, because special forces train in the sun all year round, and special forces will never be discharged at such a young age under normal circumstances.

So he had doubts.

"I didn't bring it. Xia knew that if he said this, it would definitely make Father Han even more distrustful of him, but he really didn't bring it, that kind of thing, he didn't bring it with him at all.

"Yes. Father Han's face didn't change anything, but Summer knew that he had begun to distrust himself.

"Dad, you see that the soldier still has his card with him, it's like showing off that he was a soldier. Han Qingqing understood what his father meant, so he hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

"Yes. Father Han nodded, he was a little persuaded by Han Qingqing, but he still maintained a neutral attitude.

"Dad, when we came up just now, he praised your beautiful drawings and handwriting. Han Qingqing directly began to slap her father's ass.

"Do you also know calligraphy and painting?" asked Father Han, looking at Xia.

Hearing her father's words, Han Qingqing was slightly stunned, she just wanted to divert the topic, but she didn't expect her father to ask this kind of question again, if Xia didn't understand, then he was hypocritical, if he understood, then with Han's father's character, it was definitely to let Xia come up and compare.

Xia also understood the meaning of Father Han's words, but he was not modest this time, but said directly: "I understand a little." ”

Although the last time he was trying his calligraphy with those people in the island country, his writing was crooked.

But that was all on purpose.

He has been practicing calligraphy with his father since he was a child, and as for painting, although he has not received the true inheritance from his father, he is definitely good at it.

"Oh, so modest, I happen to have all the things at home, let's try it together." Father Han said excitedly when he heard Summer's words, he is a literary person, and this is what he values the most.

It's also a good opportunity to test the summer.

So he stood up and walked towards the study.

"Let you blow, what can you do now, you can't say no, my father is a calligraphy senior. Han Qingqing said in a low voice.

"It's fine. Xia smiled slightly, he didn't explain, but followed directly, Han Qingqing could only follow helplessly, she was now thinking about what to say for a while.

She knows her father's temper, and what she hates most is the kind of person who doesn't know how to pretend to understand.

I don't have much ability to brag about it.

So once she doesn't write well in the summer, she may be kicked out by her father, and there are a few college students who can write calligraphy, and even if they can, they can write what good words.

How could she have been able to get into her father's eyes?

"Oh no, what can I do. Han Qingqing said depressedly.

Han's father's study is very large, the surrounding bookshelves are full of books, and there is a large table next to the book, and all the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones at this time are on the table, and there is a written word on the table.

It's a clear word.

The ink hadn't dried yet, apparently it had been written by Han's father before they came in the summer.

"Good words, the pen is strong, neat and tidy, with a unique style. Summer praised.

"You can try it too, write it clearly. Father Han said expressionlessly.

"Dad, Tanashita has just arrived, don't scare him. Han Qingqing hurriedly said, she didn't want to make a fool of herself directly, otherwise her plan would be ruined, if she didn't say that she had a boyfriend, then her mother would call her every day to talk about it, and she would also prepare a blind date for her.

This is the last thing she can stand anymore.

At first, she was able to hide, but then, her mother simply went straight to the work unit to find her, and if she didn't, her mother would have to jump from the building.

"You know what, look at it. Father Han directly paved the paper for the summer.

Then Summer walked directly to the square table and gently picked up the brush, and his posture of holding the brush was very fast.

"This pig's head, I can't even hold a brush, and I dare to tell me that it's okay, this time it's really miserable. Han Qingqing felt very speechless, she didn't expect that she wouldn't even be able to hold a brush in the summer.

How can I write this, I don't know how to write it, it's a complete joke.

Father Han kept shaking his head when he looked at the way Xia held the pen.

At this moment, Summer stroked the pen.

A wild grass clear word appeared in front of the two of them, and when he saw the words written, Father Han was directly stunned, and he was extremely surprised by the seemingly random stroke of the summer just now, because the speed and strength of the pen just now were really good.

And now this Kiyoko can be said to be perfect, and there is no one who can write such wild grass at the age of summer.

"Huh!" Han Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Xia with a strange expression, she suddenly felt that Xia was like an all-rounder, she could do anything, and she could do everything very well.

Just like writing now, just now she thought that she wouldn't be able to write at all in the summer, but now it seems that the ability to write in the summer is not small at all.

Even her father was full of praise.

"Good words, good words, this wild grass can be said to be perfect, the handwriting is properly connected, flawless. Han Qingqing's father kept nodding, and his eyes were all attracted by this clear word.

"What are you doing, people are guests now, and you are still writing to the study. Mother Han looked at Father Han and said dissatisfiedly, her words seemed to be speaking for Xia on the surface, but in fact, only people with long brains could hear it, and she regarded Xia as an outsider at this time.

"Yes. Father Han may also feel a little rude, and said directly: "Let's go out for tea." ”

After what happened just now, Han's father has a great change in his view of summer, he is a literary person, his family is a literary family, he naturally appreciates those talented people, and the handwriting just now in summer is very talented in his eyes.

"What is this, why is there such a big smell of Chinese medicine? Han's mother lifted the bag she brought over in the summer and said.

"It's a women's beauty salon inside. Summer said with a smile on her face