"It's not me who brags. In Chen Yang's generation, no one writes better calligraphy than Chen Yang."

Mr. Su said proudly.

“Really. It’s true.”

"Even to Su Zhiwen's generation, I haven't found anyone who writes better than Chen Yang."

"Well. This is the most awesome young man I have ever seen who writes calligraphy with brushes."

Lao Chen and the other two said without hesitation to praise them.

"Don't praise him like this. I'll praise him, he'll be proud."

Su Zhiwen said to the three of them with a smile.

Then he said to Chen Yang with an elder's tone, "Chen Yang, you can't be proud. You have to practice more, and the road will still be long in the future."

"I understand. Uncle." Chen Yang replied with a smile.

He didn't expect that writing this Spring Festival couplet would be recognized by his father-in-law.

It's really profitable.

Of course, Chen Yang worked hard to write this brush. At least before joining the army, he used a brush to write except when he was in school.

There was no way that the master strongly asked for. In the past, he could only use a brush to write in front of him. Moreover, he was also a brainless fan of Wang Xizhi. In his words, the characters written should be like Wang Xizhi, which is called a character.

Chen Yang didn't expect that they were so interested in what he wrote improvised today.

Old Chen and the other two were still watching. At this moment, Old Master Su saw that the ink had almost dried up, so he began to prepare to put it away.

"Old Su, what are you doing?"

"Where are you going to use this Spring Festival couplet?"

"Put it down. Put it down immediately."

Lao Chen and the other three immediately became nervous.

They shouted quickly.

Mr. Su shouted, "Su's couplets are of course for us. We need to use them for the Su family. We should not flow from outsiders to the fields. This is written by my grandson-in-law, so don't even think about it."

As Mr. Su said this, Lao Chen and the others became anxious.

"Old Su, are we still friends?" Old Chen asked.

"Chen Yang is here, you can ask him to write it at any time. Isn't it just a pair of Spring Festival couplets? It's okay to give it to me." Lao Zhang nodded and said.

Looking at the Spring Festival couplet, he was a little slandered.

If it is posted on the door, then the Chinese New Year will be held, and friends who know how to do it will come and take a look.

He can give it a glimpse.

After all, it is hard to find such a Spring Festival couplet.

"No." Mr. Su said firmly, "I want to frame it and then hang it at the door."

"Old Su, that's wrong. You don't care about our years of relationship." Lao Yang clapped his hands and said excitedly, "How about this. Didn't you like the snuff bottle I collected before? Let's exchange it."

A few young men are now talking like an old naughty boy.

"Cough! Cough! Dear seniors, please listen to me."

Chen Yang cleared his throat and shouted at this time.

Chen Yang said, and everyone stopped to look at him.

"If you don't dislike me, I can continue to write Spring Festival couplets for you." Chen Yang said with a smile.

"Can you still write?"

"Really?"

At this moment, Lao Chen and the others showed a little surprise expression on their faces.

They thought that Chen Yang would give up after writing one. And the first one has always been the most aura. They were afraid that they would lose a lot of color later.

"Yes." Chen Yang replied readily.

"Then hurry up. I'll help you get the paper town." Lao Zhang said.

"I'll grind the ink for you." Old Chen said quickly.

"I wash the brush."

"Dear seniors, don't be so polite. I'll do it myself." Chen Yang said with a smile.

Su Zhiwen looked at these people, and he was secretly amazed. If the people from the Calligraphy Association were to see them help Chen Yang like this, they would be shocked.

After the preparations were done, Chen Yang wrote down the paper again.

As before, there is no too much stay.

The pen is like a dragon and a snake.

The pen is finished and the couplet is formed.

"The flowers bloom on the earth in spring, and the courtyard is always peaceful in all four seasons."

After Chen Yang finished, Lao Zhang started to read it.

Compared with the majestic atmosphere just now, this painting seems much more literary and artistic this time.

But when Lao Zhang saw it, he liked it very much.

"I like this picture. No one should argue with me. If anyone argues with me, who will be anxious with me?" Lao Zhang said quickly.

Lao Zhang said this, and no one around him spoke.

Mr. Su laughed a little shamelessly, "Old Zhang, you can give this Spring Festival couplet to you. But you can't take it for nothing. Yes, you have a collection before, I like it very much. Haha~"

Mr. Su said, and Lao Zhang understood what it meant.

He also likes the collection.

But for this Spring Festival couplet, he felt that he could only bear the pain of giving up.

Who said this is Lao Su’s grandson-in-law?

Alas, who told me that I don’t have a beautiful granddaughter? Otherwise, I would definitely let her poach the wrong person, so that Lao Sutou would have the chance to cry.

"I'll send it to you after the New Year." Lao Zhang said.

"Haha. That's good." Old Master Su smiled proudly.

"Chen Yang, keep going. I haven't." Lao Yang urged at this moment.

"I don't, either." Old Chen said excitedly.

"What kind of Spring Festival couplet do you want to write?" Chen Yang asked at this moment.

"Whatever you write."

"Yeah. I have confidence in you."

The two of them nodded quickly and said.

"That's OK."

Chen Yang thought for a while and he continued to write.

Chen Yang is still writing.

At this time, Su Ningjing, Du Zihan and Ma Qingling three girls ran into the hall excitedly.

After running in, they saw Chen Yang writing Spring Festival couplets. They all showed some unexpected expressions.

"Brother Yang, can you write Spring Festival couplets?" asked Ma Qingling.

Du Zihan shook his head, "I don't know. Maybe Brother Yang wrote it casually."

"Write whatever you want?" Su Ningjing lowered her voice and said, "I don't think so."

"Oh?" Ma Qingling and the two women looked at Su Ningjing at the same time.

"The one wearing glasses is the president of the Suhang Calligraphy Association."

"There is also the one who is wearing Tang suit, who is the director of the Ancient Poetry Research Center."

Ah! Ah!

Su Ningjing said this.

Both Ma Qingling and the two women were stunned.

So the people who have experienced this are helping Chen Yang and asking Chen Yang to write Spring Festival couplets.

This is amazing.

"Let's go and have a look." Du Zihan said softly.

"Yeah." Su Ningjing and the two women nodded with interest.
To be continued...