I Can Extract Abilities From Antiques

As soon as he entered the store, Lin Wentai found himself on the folding fan on the generous table.

Moving his eyes to the right, he saw another word that Hu Muzhi had not yet been able to put away.

'Faith will move mountains to open. ’

With just one glance, Lin Wentai stood still.

The ink was not dry, apparently it had just been written.

In his life, he had never seen anyone who could write such beautiful words.

As the saying goes, the layman watches the fun, and the expert watches the doorway.

Lin Wentai, who has been immersed in grass for half his life, can see the extraordinaryness of this word at a glance.

The pen is mainly square folded, decisive, clean, simple, and unhurried.

Between a painting, it fluctuates up and down at the end of the peak, and within a point, the special epistaxis (the fourth sound of nv) slumps to a slight awn.

The 'shape' and 'potential' of stippling can be either sloping or upside-down, straight or oblique, long or short, square or round, almost a stunt and natural.

"Good word, good word." Lin Wentai said excitedly.

Lin Wentai's exclamation also made Hu Muzhi realize that the old man was back.

"Little brother, is this what you wrote?" Lin Wentai asked Xia Heze excitedly.

"How can I write such a word, it was written by Muzhi." Xia Heze pointed at Hu Muzhi mockingly.

"What?" Lin Wentai was taken aback.

I just said that this young man doesn't know calligraphy, but I didn't expect that his calligraphy attainments are so high that he has completely surpassed himself.

At this moment, Lin Wentai felt like he was sitting in a well and watching the sky.

After calming down, Lin Wentai bowed slightly towards Hu Muzhi.

Seeing this, Hu Muzhi frowned and said, "Old sir, what are you doing?"

"Little brother, I'm sorry, I apologized for my words and deeds just now." Lin Wentai said sincerely.

It was also changed from the name of the young man at the beginning to the little brother.

"Sir, it's not necessary, I don't care." Hu Muzhi waved his hand.

"Being able to write such a beautiful handwriting is worth my bow." Lin Wentai kept his posture very low.

At this time, Xia Yurou walked out of the back room with the solid glue.

Seeing Lin Wentai bowing to Hu Muzhi, he was at a loss.

what's the situation? Aren't you still angry just now? Why did his attitude change 180 degrees when he went back to his room?

"Old Lin, why are you back?" Xia Yurou asked in confusion.

"Girl, you are you." Lin Wentai sighed: "There is a calligraphy master by your side, yet you asked me to come here to be embarrassed."

"Old Lin, is there any misunderstanding?" When Xia Yurou heard this, the second monk became even more puzzled.

"Look at what this little brother wrote." Lin Wentai pointed at the large square table.

Xia Yurou looked up.

Although Xia Yurou did not study calligraphy deeply, she did a lot of research on ancient paintings, so she could see the extraordinaryness of this character at a glance.

Fengshen graceful, detached and refined.

"Good word, good word." The same evaluation as Lin Wentai.

After sighing, Xia Yurou looked at Hu Muzhi in astonishment and asked, "Hu Muzhi, you wrote this?"

Hu Muzhi also knew that this matter could not be hidden, so he simply admitted, "Yes."

"Why didn't you mention that you can calligraphy?" Xia Yurou asked in confusion.

Hu Muzhi didn't know how to explain it. He couldn't tell her that he couldn't do it yesterday, but suddenly he can today.

No one will believe this, and it may even be considered that he is filling a cup.

After thinking about it for a while, I found a wording and said: "I learned from my grandfather for a while before, and I thought it was embarrassing, so I didn't mention it."

"I saw the old gentleman show his hand just now, and I want to write like the old gentleman."

"Unsightly? Is this still unsightly?" The corner of Lin Wentai's mouth twitched sharply. What you call unsightly is a level of calligraphy that everyone can't reach in their entire lives.

In order not to continue on this topic, Hu Muzhi continued: "Okay, let's not talk about that, I'm hungry, let's eat first."

As he said that, he looked at Lin Wentai and said, "Sir, would you like to have something to eat together?"

"No... no need." Lin Wentai shook his head repeatedly: "Then I won't disturb your meal for now."

"Sir, you are older than me, just call me what you call me." Hu Muzhi corrected.

"There is no precedence in learning. The master is the teacher. Your accomplishments in calligraphy are far beyond ordinary people. It is very appropriate to call you you. If I can, I would like to call you a teacher." Lin Wentai said sincerely.

Hu Muzhi twitched the corners of his mouth and waved his hands again and again: "I can't afford the title of teacher."

"You can afford it." Lin Wentai said vigorously.

I have to say that Lin Wentai's temper is really stubborn, and even ten cows can't pull back what he wants.

In the end, after some good talk, Lin Wentai was finally sent away.

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