The rice paper and writing brush were prepared and placed there.
Chu Cichen stood nearby and watched Shen Ruojing pick up the pen, but he seemed to be confused as to how to start.
When Bai Xiaojiu left, he said that Shen Ruojing had never seen the calligraphy that Mr. Bai gave to the Yun family, so he couldn't imitate it?
Although he grew up abroad, he has always been interested in Chinese culture and has also studied music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
He also admired the word "madman" and lamented that he didn't know who the other person was.
Thinking about Xiao Meng's bad calligraphy, Chu Cichen suddenly seemed to understand something. He considered his words and asked, "What's wrong?"
Shen Ruojing must not be able to imitate it, right?
Although the cursive script looks very simple, it is actually very complicated to write.
When he was hesitating about how to take the pen and write by himself while maintaining Shen Ruojing's self-esteem, he heard Shen Ruojing say: "Yun Wei said that Mr. Bai gave her a calligraphy, but the madman There are nine copies of calligraphy circulating in the world, and I know where seven of them are, but I don’t know which of the other two he gave."
Chu Cichen immediately took out his mobile phone, opened a picture and handed it to Shen Ruojing: "Not this one."
Shen Ruojing: "Why?"
"I have this one here."
Shen Ruojing:??
so!
When the Yun family needs this calligraphy sticker, why don't you take it out!
She twitched the corner of her mouth and nodded.
Then, Chu Cichen saw her take a deep breath, immerse herself in holding the brush and start dancing on the rice paper!
The way she writes cursive script is very cool, and her whole person gives people an arrogant and unruly feeling. The tip of the pen is flying on the paper, and the words seem to penetrate the rice paper and soar for nine days!
Chu Cichen stared and suddenly narrowed his eyes.
This handwriting has no genetic relationship with Xiaomeng!
He said nothing, only quietly admiring the person in front of him, but a complex emotion surged in his heart.
From the moment he came into contact with her, he knew that this woman was not a simple woman. Later, he slowly discovered her multiple identities and then learned that she was 518. Chu Cichen was almost used to the surprises she could often give.
But she was still shocked.
How can an assassin who often performs assassination missions for an organization become an art student?
It's music and calligraphy. What surprises does she have that he doesn't know about?
After Shen Ruojing finished writing a sentence, Chu Cichen suddenly raised his lips and asked: "Are you..."
Before the word "madman" could be uttered, a woman's cold voice came over:
"No, no, don't talk nonsense."
Shen Ruojing directly denied it three times.
Chu Cichen: "..."
He twitched the corner of his mouth and saw Shen Ruojing suddenly looking up at him: "Are you sure you have the other calligraphy in your hand?"
"Well, it's just that in Haicheng, when I wanted to send someone to get it, the Yun family told me that they had found the word Kuangren, so I didn't get it."
"Oh, that's no problem."
Shen Ruojing's "longevity as long as Nanshan" was not left over from before. After writing it down, she was afraid of being pestered again. Now that it was destroyed, she wanted to repay the old man's favor. She thought for a while and then took it out again. I got a piece of rice paper and wrote the words Chu Cichen on it.
Chu Cichen:!!!
Shen Ruojing gave this calligraphy to Mr. Bai. After getting to know him, his calligraphy from now on can only be a fake.
Chu Cichen twitched the corner of his mouth, but didn't say anything. Just when she was writing the second letter, he picked up her first letter and started to make it old.
Shen Ruojing writes cursive script relatively quickly, finishing it in about ten minutes.
But Chu Cichen was much slower in getting older.
The paper needs to be wetted, stained with chemicals or tea stains, and then steamed dry.
There was a hairdryer in the room, and he was a domineering president, picking it up and handling it without any sense of violation. When Shen Ruojing saw him drying the first piece of paper, she picked up the second piece of paper.
He also wetted and sprayed chemicals according to what he had just done. After he dried the first piece of paper, he handed him the second piece of paper. Their movements were as smooth and smooth as when they were performing tasks in the organization many years ago. The same tacit understanding, as if nothing has changed in the nearly six years since they were separated.
Shen Ruojing's expression paused.
She had this kind of tacit understanding with the little puppy back then.
Sometimes she would just look at her and the puppy would understand her thoughts without saying anything.
Shen Ruojing raised his lips and asked, "Is it okay?"
"Not yet." Chu Cichen said lightly: "It needs at least three times."
Three times...
Then they have to speed up, otherwise we don't know if the little cousin can hold on.
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At the recognition banquet.
Yun Wei could hardly hold on any longer.
Bai Zhongchang and her fifth cousin were so aggressive that she bit her lip.
Mrs. Bai San also echoed: "Yes, take it out and let us all see it, what? Aren't we a group of people worthy of reading the handwriting of a madman?"
The other brothers and sisters also spoke:
"I want to see it too. Grandpa has always praised Madman's calligraphy. He has wanted to buy a calligraphy set for so many years but has never been able to buy one!"
"What kind of words can make grandpa like it so much?"
"Grandpa, just show us! There are good things that can't be appreciated by just one person!"
"Grandpa, you always say that my handwriting is terrible, so show me how good my handwriting is!"
"..."
Everyone said something to you or me, and Mr. Bai smiled and was ready to open it and take a look.
He really liked the calligraphy in his hand.
Once upon a time, that old guy Shen Xiansong was very proud of having two paintings of Madman's calligraphy. He wanted to buy one, but the man refused to give in. Now he finally has one!
Even if it gives Yun Wei some face, this painting will be out of date, and everyone will know that Bai Wei is also known as "madman".
When Mr. Bai was about to say yes, he saw Bai Xiaojiu wink at him.
Mr. Bai's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Although he didn't know what happened, his heart still sank.
There must be something wrong with that wording.
Suddenly, I felt a pang of distress in my heart!
But he held it back and still had a smile on his face.
How could an old fox who had lived for seventy years show his cowardice in front of a group of juniors now?
He lowered his eyes and said slowly: "This is not okay, I have to appreciate the madman's handwriting enough first, and then I can show it to you!"
Bai Zhongchang answered: "Grandpa, you are really stingy like this."
Bai Wei felt angry at this moment.
Does he know what the grandchildren at home think?
If there is something wrong with the writing, it must be caused by some of the grandsons.
He looked at Bai Zhongchang with a bad expression: "Is that what you, a junior, should do if you are not the speaker?"
