Chapter 147

After a while, the police car arrived and took a group of swindlers away.

As expected, this group of guys is a very skilled fraud Gang, has committed several similar cases in different places, the total amount of fraud is as high as millions.

"Master Yan, I'm really sorry just now. My old Wang doesn't know Mount Tai." Boss Wang came to thank you with a smile.

"A kindergarten pupil can't compare with graffiti, you can also be a treasure." Yan Xiu made a rude joke.

"I've been addicted to painting and calligraphy recently. I don't know much about it. I can't compare with your artistic level. I think it's very good to see anything." After all, Lao Wang, the old oilseed in the shopping mall, is not shy, but has the cheek to please.

"President Yan, let's see you. This is a good friend of mine, Wang Hai. He is a upstart who likes to be elegant. Don't take a broad view with him."

The man who just recognized Yan Xiu and reminded Lao Wang in time came over with a smile.

"Lao mu, you have gone too far. Do you hurt your friends so much?" Wang Hai gave him a bad look.

"To tell the truth." The man surnamed Mu shrugged.

"Ha ha..."

All the people around were laughing.

"Master Yan, I've always heard that your calligraphy is extraordinary. It's lucky for you to gather here today. If you don't have this opportunity, master Yan, let us know what real calligraphy is? Improve your appreciation, so that we don't encounter this kind of thing in the future. " Someone suddenly suggested.

As soon as the words came out, they immediately got the unanimous approval of all the people, and they began to help each other.

"Stop, stop, stop, don't you put on a high hat for me, and you're also transcendent? I have self-knowledge, but I can't reach this level. " Yan Xiu interrupted the crowd with an impatient wave.

"Mr. Yan, just write something. I haven't seen you write for a long time. It happens that my father's birthday is coming. You write me a set of calligraphy, and let me take it back to my father!" Yun Shuyu also said with a smile.

Yan Xiu took a look at her and nodded with a smile: "you little girl said so. I really can't refuse, OK?"

Everyone was surprised.

Soon, the waiter in the teahouse brought Yan Xiu's pen, ink, paper and inkstone and put them in the pavilion.

Yunshuyu walked by, skillfully grinding ink for Yan.

"Rain girl, are you still practicing calligraphy?" Yan Xiu asked with a smile.

"I'm too busy to practice this now, and I can't calm down." Yunshuyu's honest answer.

"Ah It's a pity that you are a good young man. Today's young people are only interested in making money and can't see the charm of our country's culture! " Yan Xiu sighed.

"No, some people like it. Yan Lao, the ink mill is ready." Cloud Shu rain smile way.

Yan Xiu nodded and handed the bamboo fan to Yun Shuyu. Then he took a brush from Bijia mountain and dipped it with ink.

After thinking for a moment, my eyes moved to rice paper, and the momentum of the whole person changed instantly.

This is the temperament of a real master of calligraphy, which makes people subconsciously ignore the vest and shorts He is wearing.

There was no luck to close his eyes, nor did he suddenly drink. Yan Xiu just wrote quietly and calmly with a brush on the paper.

It is very ordinary, but it attracts all people's eyes. It makes people feel that it is so flowing, pleasing to the eyes and full of artistic beauty.

Even Su Chen, who hasn't practiced calligraphy very much, can't help being intrigued and studying carefully.

In my mind, calligraphy skills are also rapidly improving.

[calligraphy skill proficiency + 10 to observe calligraphy master creation]

[observe calligraphy master creation, calligraphy skill proficiency + 10]

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"Well, when the ink is dry, you can take it."

Finally, Yan Xiu put down his brush and said to Yun Shuyu with a smile.

"This is the real master. There is no one who writes this word."

"It's good writing. Ah, I also want a pair of master Yan's calligraphy!"

"Sure enough, this is the real calligraphy. What the hell was that before?"

"It's written on the back of the paper. It's a pleasure to look at it. We can't reach it in our lifetime."

"Master Yan is so good."

“……”

All the onlookers began to praise.

"Master Yan, you see, can you also write a word for Lao Wang, I take it back as a heirloom, and you can open the price at will." Wang Hai grinned to Yan Xiu's eyes and said with expectation.

"Get out of here Yan Xiu gave him a rude look.

"No, I'll give you a million? Two million? You can make a price Wang Hai is still reluctant to give up.

"Lao Wang, don't go too far. Yan's calligraphy can't be bought by money. Not long ago, at an auction on Hong Kong Island, Mr. Yan's calligraphy of his early years was sold for a sky high price of 15 million yuan." The man surnamed Mu said in a deep voice.When people around him heard the words, they were all too frightened to speak.

Fifteen million. Many of them don't have so much wealth.

Su Chen is also shocked.

Wang Hai is not easy to ask for any more. He can get 15 million yuan by biting his teeth.

But Yan Xiu obviously didn't value money, otherwise he would not have talked about money at all, so he would send this beautiful woman who seems to be very familiar with a pair of calligraphy.

"Come on, rain girl, it's not easy for you to come here today. You also have the chance to write. I'll give you some advice." Yan Xiu said with a smile to Yun Shuyu.

All the onlookers looked at Xiangyun Shuyu curiously.

Yan Xiushen is a great calligrapher. If he can treat him like this or even instruct him personally, he must have a good status.

"Well, I do feel itchy."

Yun Shuyu nodded with a smile, then moved the ink on the table to one side, then spread it with a new piece of rice paper, pressed it with a paperweight, and then wrote with a pen.

Obviously, she also has a lot of calligraphy skills. The font is different from Yan Xiu's, which is vigorous and powerful. However, she is more beautiful and elegant, and has a smooth charm.

When a poem is finished, Yun Shuyu looks at Yan Xiu.

"Obviously, I haven't practiced for a long time, and I've fallen back a lot." Yan Xiu looked at her with disappointment and commented.

"It's true that I feel a lot rusty. I'll take time to practice more in the future." Yunshuyu promised with a smile.

"It's all due to your father who lost his money and taught you how to do business. Bai Shengsheng wasted a good seedling." Yan Xiu said with a straight face.

Yun Shuyu laughed but did not speak. He looked at Su Chen and said, "Su Chen, do you want to have a try?"

"Me? No, I can't Su Chen Leng after next, wave hand in a hurry.

"What do you want him to write? Waste ink and paper. If you practice more, put more effort on your wrist and don't hesitate to write."

Yan Xiu's words are very straightforward and merciless.

Su Chen's forehead hangs a few black lines, this old man's ability is to have, be unavoidably too unpleasant.

"Old Yan, Su Chen is very talented. He wrote several songs when he was young. Let him have a try." Yun Shuyu asked with a smile.

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