I Became the Rich Second-generation Villain

"Haha, Haoran is a bit arrogant to say that." Mu Cong chuckled.

Obviously, he didn't believe it, even a little disdain.

Calligraphy is easy to learn but difficult to master. Especially in modern society, people are used to writing with ballpoint pens, so how can they get used to calligraphy with brushes?

Not only Mu Cong, but also Qin Yunhan, Mu Zhaozhao and other guests looked at Wang Haoran suspiciously.

To say that the only person present who trusted Wang Haoran was Wang Xiang.

There is no reason for his trust, anyway, he feels that his son is a bully.

"Can there be the Four Treasures of the Study?" Wang Haoran took Mu Cong's expression in his eyes, and did not argue, but asked neatly.

"I always have these things ready wherever I go."

Mu Cong immediately sent someone to fetch a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Clear a table in the banquet hall and cover with paper.

All the guests around him gathered around and focused their attention on Wang Haoran.

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The pen and paper are ready, but the ink has not yet been ground.

Wang Haoran walked up to Mu Zhaozhao, showed a sunny smile, and asked:

"Can you use a slender jade hand to help me polish the ink?"

Grinding ink is also a technical activity.

Mu Cong must be good at this, but it is a bit condescending to let him grind ink.

Mu Zhaozhao has studied calligraphy since childhood, and she must be very experienced in this. She is the most suitable.

"But... that's okay." Mu Zhaozhao was very friendly to Wang Haoran, and of course he agreed directly to this request.

In a short while, the ink has been ground.

Wang Haoran touched the pen with ink, and immediately began to write on the paper.

Pens walk between dragons and snakes, and elegant and flexible fonts appear on paper.

If you look closely, you can see the writing on it:

In the ninth year of Yonghe, the age was in Gui Chou, and at the beginning of late spring, he would meet at Lanting in Shanyin of Kuaiji, and he would be doing things.

The group of sages has arrived, and the younger ones have gathered together.

......

In a short time, a 324-word article was all written.

Wang Haoran did not stop writing, but started writing on another new piece of paper.

The article just now was written in running script, but the calligraphy style of the new article has become cursive.

A few minutes later, another article was written.

Put on a new sheet of paper again.

This time, it is another calligraphy style.

The attention of the people around was all attracted by the calligraphy, and time passed quietly.

About half an hour later, Wang Haoran wrote the last word of the last article.

Ink stops.

Looking at the ground, there are dozens of sheets of wide paper already laid out.

Each piece of paper has exquisite calligraphy in a different style.

Wang Haoran, who has master-level copying skills, is not too easy to copy these famous calligraphy.

Mu Cong's eyes swept across the calligraphy writing on the ground, the whole person was extremely shocked, and he lost his voice:

"Wang Xizhi's Preface to the Orchid Pavilion, Ouyang Xun's Thirty-Six Laws, Yan Zhenqing's Story of Magu's Immortal Altar, Huai Su's Self-narrative Post, Liu Gongquan's Epitaph of Mrs. Su, Su Shi's Post of Dark Clouds in the Sky..."

For Mu Cong, these calligraphy articles are really too familiar to them, they are all masterpieces by famous masters.

When he first learned calligraphy, he also started by imitating those calligraphy masters in ancient times, and finally learned from others' strengths and created his own unique style.

These calligraphy articles written by Wang Haoran are very close to the original author in their verve and calligraphy style.

If Wang Haoran's calligraphy and the original author's calligraphy are put together, Mu Cong admits that he may not be able to distinguish them just by comparing the handwriting.

How can a person imitate famous calligraphy to such a degree?

This is incredible!

Except for Mu Cong, the other guests around were also shocked.

Among them, there are people who know calligraphy, and naturally they can see the way from Wang Haoran's calligraphy.

Everyone was stingy with praise and praised Wang Haoran.

Wang Xiang only felt very proud and couldn't help shouting loudly:

"That's my son, my son!"

Wang Haoran didn't care about the roaring noises around him, he just said to Mu Cong:

"Wang Xizhi, the first master of running script, Master Huai Su, the master of cursive script, four masters of regular script, Ouyang Xun, Yan Zhenqing, Liu Gongquan, Zhao Mengfu

I copied one of the works of the four famous calligraphers of the Song Dynasty, Su Shi, Huang Tingjian, Mi Fu, and Cai Xiang. From Grandpa Mu's point of view, is my level ok? "

"Haoran, I didn't expect you to have such an accomplishment in calligraphy. I'm clumsy, old man. I underestimated you before." Mu Cong exclaimed in admiration.

In fact, Wang Haoran has only seen the works of these famous calligraphers, but has not copied them.

It's the first time I've copied it, and there are still some minor flaws.

If you have practiced it, it can definitely be faked.

But even if there are flaws, it still does not affect Mu Cong's shock.

"It's mainly the beauty who polishes the ink, which makes me perform exceptionally well. Usually, I may not write so well." As Wang Haoran spoke, he did not forget to cast a sultry look at Mu Zhaozhao with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Mu Zhaozhao subconsciously.

Being watched by so many people,

Mu Zhaozhao felt embarrassed, and a red glow appeared on his face inadvertently.

[Ding, Mu Zhaozhao, one of the female protagonists, has increased the favorability of the host by 10, and the current total favorability is 30 (very friendly)]

[Ding, the host affects the plot direction, get 200 villain points! 】

"Even if it drops by one level, it's still very powerful. I'm going to copy it, and I think I can't be better than you." Mu Cong praised and looked at those calligraphy works again.

One of the works made him feel a little astonished.

"Haoran, that last piece of work, I don't know which famous calligraphy master was copied in ancient times?" Mu Cong couldn't help asking.

"Can't Grandpa Mu see that I'm copying you?" Wang Haoran smiled.

Mu Cong is of course very familiar with his calligraphy style. In fact, he has already seen it, but he wants to hear Wang Haoran say it himself.

"Haoran, you copy my works together with those of these famous calligraphers. You look down on me too much." Mu Cong said ashamed.

"That's too bad, Grandpa Mu, you are a contemporary master of calligraphy, with countless excellent works. After many years, you will also be famous for the ages, and you will be on an equal footing with the four families of the Song Dynasty." Wang Haoran said sternly.

When Mu Cong heard this, every cell in his body felt refreshed.

As a famous calligrapher, he most hopes that his works will be circulated in the world and be praised by future generations.

Wang Haoran's words, he really likes to hear it! ! !

If it wasn't for fear of losing his temper, he really wished he could hug Wang Haoran and kiss him a few times.

After a long time, Mu Cong's excitement subsided a little, and suddenly asked Wang Haoran tentatively:

"You are so good at copying famous calligraphy, you must be very interested in calligraphy, and you have also put in a lot of hard work. I wonder if you want to be more refined in this way?"

Wang Haoran heard that Mu Cong was thinking about accepting disciples, but he had no such idea at all, so he politely declined:

"Calligraphy is just one of my hobbies, and I don't plan to put too much effort into incorporating it into my future plans."