Chapter 537 Come here and learn how to bark like a dog
A burst of sarcastic laughter resounded throughout An's living room in an instant.
If Yao Dong hadn't cared about his image a little bit, he would have been laughed at Qin Changsheng's words and fell to the ground.
"Okay, enough trouble, enough fun, it's time to end."
"Qin Changsheng, who do you think you are? Not to mention you, even if we invite all the top calligraphers in China, we will not be able to copy Mr. Dongpo's "Dongting Spring Ode" in ten or eight years.
come out."
"Mr. Yao, give the old man some face and ask Qin Changsheng to apologize to you. He will not be allowed to enter my An family again in the future. This is the end of the matter. What do you think?"
An Tai frowned, then glared at Qin Changsheng fiercely, and said in a somewhat scolding tone.
However, even though An Tai was criticizing Qin Changsheng on the surface, everyone present could see that he was actually trying to save him.
Because An Tai feels sorry for An Xin and doesn't want to embarrass her.
As for the good impression he had towards Qin Changsheng before, it completely disappeared from An Tai's heart at this moment.
"The old man tells me, and I dare not fail to obey." Yao Dong tried his best to stop his laughter, and said to An Tai respectfully.
"Old man, you don't need to have any psychological burden. You know that if Qin Changsheng hadn't insisted on committing suicide, I wouldn't even bother to argue with him about anything."
"Thank you, Brother Yao. I will treat Brother Yao to a meal in a few days to express my gratitude."
Seeing Yao Dong's passionate gaze of admiration again, An Xin knew that he was doing this to give himself face, so he could only smile awkwardly.
While he was talking, An Xin glanced at Qin Changsheng who was calm and speechless, and felt a bit disgusted with him in his heart.
After all, if he hadn't had to show off his incompetence, how could An Xin be implicated and have to have an extra meal with Yao Dong?
At this time, An Xin felt regretful to the extreme. She felt that she should not have brought Qin Changsheng back, and that the old man would have to embarrass himself.
"I appreciate the old man's kindness, but I don't need it. Senior An Xin, please help me get paper and pen."
Just when An Xin sighed softly, secretly glad that the matter was finally over, Qin Changsheng said without any appreciation.
"Mr. An, don't worry, it's not that I, Yao Dong, don't give you two face, it's that this kid insists on biting me like a mad dog."
"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll let you be convinced. I'll personally serve you with the pen and ink."
Yao Dong was already a little unhappy because he didn't take this opportunity to trample Qin Changsheng to death.
The ignorant Qin Changsheng naturally immediately made Yao Dong completely excited again.
So before An Tai and An Xin could express their stance, Yao Dong was the first to stand up and deliberately showed an extremely angry look.
"Here comes someone! Get him a pen and paper."
Seeing this, An Tai scolded Qin Changsheng in his heart, and seeing that he insisted on seeking death, he had no choice but to give the order.
"An Xin, what's going on with your classmate? Now Beijing University can go through the back door? Is this guy giving your Beijing University a fortune? How could such a brainless person be allowed to enter the school?"
"Also, the so-called genius test is probably not a pretense used by some people to get him into school, right? Fortunately, your parents are not here, otherwise if you bring such a person home, they will have to punish you."
An Zizi never thought that Qin Changsheng would be so stupid and even make his grandfather unable to step down. Naturally, he couldn't help but feel angry with him and couldn't help but scold An An.
And An Xin was helpless, because she didn't know anything about Qin Changsheng before, so she had to listen to her second uncle's scolding silently, not daring to say even a word.
Then two servants of the An family quickly fetched pens and ink. Qin Changsheng didn't talk nonsense and directly started to adjust the colors.
"Don't say that I'm bullying you, and you don't need to be exactly the same. As long as Mr. An says they're eighty percent similar, I'll count you as the winner."
"No, eight points is still too high for you. Five points, five points is enough."
When Yao Dong saw this, of course he would not let go of this good opportunity to humiliate him. He casually handed "Dongting Spring Ode" to him and opened it with a smile.
Qin Changsheng's voice was calm and calm. Not to mention saying anything to Yao Dong, he didn't even bother to take a look at the "Dongting Spring Ode" in front of him.
Because based on Qin Changsheng's current ability, the "Dongting Spring Ode" has long been memorized by him, and there is no need for it.
"Please also ask An Laosheng to help me keep time."
About five minutes later, everything was ready. Qin Changsheng said casually, took the brush in his hand and started waving it on the rice paper.
An Tai glanced at the time subconsciously, staring at Qin Changsheng's every move.
I saw that various brushes that were originally dead objects became as flexible as dragons when they were in Qin Changsheng's hands.
In an instant, the words flowed smoothly, and the writing moved swiftly and smoothly, without any sloppiness at all.
Even Yao Dong, who had never looked at Qin Changsheng, was completely dumbfounded for a moment.
However, everyone's attention now is not on Qin Changsheng's calligraphy at all, but on the brush in his hand.
Strictly speaking, in their eyes, it was no longer a writing brush, but more like a graceful and colorful dancing girl.
Within a minute, An Tai, who had never changed color even when Mount Tai collapsed, began to have a look of horror on his face.
After another five minutes or so, large beads of sweat appeared on An Tai's face.
"Please give me your comments, Mr. An."
I don't know how much time passed, until Qin Changsheng finished the last painting and respectfully handed the finished product to An Tai. Everyone who was still addicted to his technique finally came back to their senses.
"Ah? Uh! Okay, okay."
An Tai blinked his eyes hard a few times, then took some rice paper and said dullly.
Then An Tai glanced at the time subconsciously, and found that only forty-three minutes had passed since Qin Changsheng started writing.
"This, this, how is this possible?"
Before An Tai could appreciate Qin Changsheng's calligraphy carefully, Yao Dong stumbled over, and then he was dumbfounded and staggered back.
Fortunately, there is a table behind where Yao Dong is standing, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.
Even though the iron-clad reality was right in front of him, Yao Dong still couldn't believe his eyes.
Because in the eyes of Yao Dong, and even everyone present except Qin Changsheng, this is no longer a calligraphy work, but a miracle.
"Even the seals are exactly the same! God, God! Qin Changsheng, you are so amazing."
At this time, An Tai was not in the mood to care about Yao Dong's reaction, and regardless of his age, he quickly rushed to the "Dongting Spring Ode" to compare it carefully.
It wasn't until about five minutes later that An Tai exclaimed at Qin Changsheng that everyone present came back to their senses.
"Good slave, come here and learn how to bark like a dog."
Qin Changsheng smiled calmly without any surprise, and waved to Yao Dong, who had a look of horror on his face.