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Look at this "Poetry of Mulan" again.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, looking at each other with their big eyes looking at their small eyes, feeling like they would only hate the book when it is put to use.

They were able to understand what the whole poem was about, but if they were asked to explain how they understood the poem, they couldn't tell.

If I had to ask them to describe it, they would probably only be able to describe it with: ‘Fuck, that’s awesome!’

Xu Lan on the side did not make a sound from beginning to end, but secretly observed the changes in the expressions of the three old sisters.

really···

From the surprise, surprise, shock when I first got the copybook, to the shame on my face.

All this is within your control!

Xu Lan saw that the three of them had finished reading the two calligraphy sheets and said slowly: "Hey, we don't understand the value of this calligraphy."

"Old Zhou, I heard that you just visited a calligraphy master with your family a few days ago. Take a look at the character Zhang Xiao. Can it compare to that master?"

When Xu Lan asked this, she naturally overheard the conversation between Aunt Zhou and Aunt Zhang just now, so she did it on purpose.

"Well···"

Aunt Zhou smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, I don't know much about calligraphy. It's all what my husband wants. In my opinion, it's pretty much the same."

"Zhang Xiao is so young, I didn't expect to have such a high level of calligraphy skills. He is really amazing."

In fact, Aunt Zhou was thinking in her heart at this moment: 'It's really strange. Before I saw the word Zhang Xiao, I thought the one million was worth it. But after seeing the word Zhang Xiao...'

'How do I feel...that I lost a lot of money on my one million dollars?'

To have this feeling, of course she felt that Zhang Xiao's calligraphy was much better than that of the so-called calligrapher.

Of course, in fact, they did not lose even one million.

Her husband was looking for a calligrapher who could write elegantly. The price of one million was strictly a friendship price. If he got it at auction, it could easily be doubled.

However, all the calligraphers in today's world who can write charming calligraphy are imitating the ancients. Compared with Zhang Xiao's integrated, natural and self-contained charm, there is a huge difference.

Just when the three of them didn't know what to say, the waiter brought tea.

"Come on, come on, tea is here. Let's put the copybook away quickly. We can't get such a good thing dirty." Aunt Zhou reacted immediately and took this opportunity to change the subject.

The other two people also echoed: "Yes, yes, put it away quickly."

"Yes, the character Zhang Xiao is written just right. It would be a pity if it gets dirty."

Seeing the performance of the three people trying to change the topic, Xu Lan smiled, not wanting to expose it, and followed the three people's wishes and put the copybook away.

Then he picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Zhang Xiao, and warned: "Zhang Xiao, you are not allowed to spoil Mimi like that in the future. You look at how you pamper her, just like a child who has not grown up."

Zhang Xiao nodded and cooperated with a smile: "Okay, auntie, I will remember it."

After saying that, he took a special look at Yang Mi and found that she was really gritting her teeth and looking at him. However, in order to cooperate with her mother, she did not dare to refute at this time.

The aggrieved look made Zhang Xiao feel a little funny.

At this time, Xu Lan turned to look at Yang Mi again and said: "You too, don't do whatever you want just because Zhang Xiao favors you. You have to learn from your mother and me, how to go to the hall and go to the kitchen, you know?"

"Oh!" Yang Mi said angrily, and whispered in her mouth: "The food made by Zhang Xiao is more delicious than yours, why should I learn to cook?"

Although Yang Mi's voice was very low, several people present could faintly hear it. Xu Lan was even more happy, but her face showed a look of hatred for steel, and she educated him: "His cooking is delicious.

, you can’t just let him cook alone.”

Yang Mi nodded helplessly. She couldn't make trouble at this time, but after going back, she must kiss Zhang Xiao properly and vent her anger on him.

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at the same time.

Yang Dingguo on the other side was about to go out to buy shoes for Xu Lan when he suddenly received a call from Qin Qingfeng.

"Hello, Mr. Qin!" After answering the phone, Yang Dingguo raised a slight smile on his lips.

This is a Chinese New Year, and if Mr. Qin can call him personally, Yang Dingguo knows without even thinking that it must be about calligraphy and painting.

really.

Mr. Qin's somewhat excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Yang, what are you doing during the Chinese New Year?"

"I'm drinking tea at home." Yang Dingguo replied with a half-smile.

Qin Qingfeng continued: "That's just right. Some old friends from the local calligraphy circle came to my house today. Would you like to come over and get together?"

Yang Dingguo thought for a while and realized that he had nothing to do at home alone, so he agreed.

When he arrived at Mr. Qin's house, he found that not only the local calligraphers from Yuzhou but also calligraphers from nearby cities were there.

Later, Mr. Qin explained that after seeing Zhang Xiao's two calligraphy and paintings yesterday afternoon, he took pictures and sent them to many people.

Those present today are all calligraphy enthusiasts from the local area and nearby cities.

Being able to go to other people's homes on the first day of the Lunar New Year, not to pay New Year greetings, but to admire two calligraphy paintings, one can imagine how much these people love calligraphy.

"Mr. Qin, I think people have almost arrived!"

Yang Dingguo looked at the people present. Apart from himself and Qin Qingfeng, there were seven or eight people, and said: "If those people come again, it will be tonight at the earliest, and it will be tomorrow at the worst."

That's right, after Yang Dingguo learned that Qin Qingfeng had sent his son-in-law's copybooks to many calligraphers, he felt very proud, so he also cooperated with Qin Qingfeng.

"Yeah..." Qin Qingfeng nodded in agreement.

Then he said: "Everyone came here today, no doubt because of the photos I sent you yesterday!"

"That's necessary, otherwise we wouldn't be in such a hurry even if we're celebrating the New Year!"

"Yes, Lao Qin, I came here overnight just to take a look at the two copybooks you mentioned!"

"Lao Qin, Lao Yang, can you two be sure that the calligraphy written by that person was not a copy of an ancient calligraphy?"

“···”

Faced with everyone's questions, Qin Qingfeng raised his hand and pressed it down to signal everyone to be quiet.

After a while, the scene finally became quiet.

Qin Qingfeng faced everyone's expectant eyes and explained: "Whether Lao Yang and I made a mistake, I believe you can tell from the photos!"

After hearing this, everyone nodded slightly.

Although there is a big gap between the photo and the scene, the people present are all calligraphy experts. Even from the photo, you can see the difference between Zhang Xiao's calligraphy and other calligraphy.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have come all night to celebrate the Chinese New Year.