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Father Han's tone was calm, but he asked such a topic. It was obvious that he didn't believe in Xia Xia very much. In fact, this is also normal, because Xia Xia didn't look very old, and it was ugly from his complexion. Take him out as a soldier.

And also special forces.

However, the way and momentum of Xia's speech just now had a bit of that meaning.

Father Han also believed it a little bit, but when he heard Xia Xia say that he was a special forces soldier, he didn't believe it at all, because he couldn't believe that the special forces could actually do this.

There are no special forces that are not black, because special forces train in the sun all the year round, and special forces will never be discharged so young.

So he had doubts.

"I didn't bring it." Xia Xia knew that what he said would definitely make Father Han more distrustful of him, but he really didn't bring it. He didn't bring that kind of thing with him at all.

"Well." Father Han's face didn't change, but Xia Xia knew that he had begun to distrust himself.

"Dad, you see that soldier carrying his certificate with him. It's like showing off that he was a soldier." Han Qingqing understood what his father meant, so he hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

"Yes." Father Han nodded. He was a little persuaded by Han Qingqing, but he still maintained a neutral attitude.

"Dad, when we came up just now, he complimented you on your beautiful paintings and calligraphy." Han Qingqing immediately started to flatter her father.

"Do you also know calligraphy and painting?" Father Han asked Xia Xia.

Hearing her father's words, Han Qingqing was stunned for a moment. She just wanted to change the subject, but she didn't expect her father to ask such a question again. If Xia Xia didn't understand, then he was hypocritical. If he understands, then with the character of Father Han, it is definitely to let Xia Xia come up to make a gesture.

Xia Xia also understood the meaning of Father Han's words, but he was not humble this time, but said directly, "I understand a little."

Although the last time he was in a calligraphy competition with those from the island country, his handwriting was crooked.

But that was all on purpose.

He has practiced calligraphy with his father since he was a child. As for painting, although he did not get the true inheritance of his father, he can definitely master it.

"Oh so modest, it happens that I have everything at home, let's try it together." Father Han said excitedly when he heard Xia Xia's words. He is a man of literature, and this is what he values ​​most.

It just so happens that this is also a good opportunity to test summer.

So he stood up directly and walked to the study.

"Let you blow it, what can I do now, you can't say no, my father is a calligraphy senior." Han Qingqing said in a low voice.

"It's alright." Xia Tian smiled slightly. He didn't explain, but followed directly. Han Qingqing could only follow helplessly. She was thinking for a while now what to say.

She knew her father's temper, and what she hated most was the kind of person who didn't know how to pretend.

There is nothing to brag about.

So if Xia Yiliang doesn't write well, she might be kicked out by her father. There are a few college students today who can write with calligraphy.

How could she have gained her father's discernment?

"Oops, what can I do?" Han Qingqing said depressedly.

Father Han's study is very large. The surrounding bookshelves are full of books. There is a large table next to the books. At this time, all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are on the table, and there is a written word on the table.

It is a clear word.

The ink is not dry yet, apparently Father Han wrote it before they came in in the summer.

"It's a good calligraphy, the writing is strong, the writing is neat, and it has a unique style." Xia Xia praised.

"Come and try it too, write it down." Father Han said expressionlessly.

"Dad, Tianxia has just come, don't scare him." Han Qingqing said hurriedly, she didn't want Xia Xia to make a fool of herself, otherwise her plan would be in vain, if she didn't say she had a boyfriend, then her mother I would call her every day to tell her about it, and I would also prepare a blind date for her.

This is what she can't bear the most.

At first, she could hide, but later, her mother went directly to the unit to find her. If she didn't go, her mother would have to jump downstairs.

"What do you know, look at it." Father Han directly laid the paper for Xia Xia.

Then Xia Xia walked directly to Fang's desk and gently picked up the brush. The way he held the brush was very strange.

"This pig's head doesn't even know how to hold a brush, so he dared to tell me that it's okay. This time it's really miserable." Han Qingqing felt very speechless. She didn't expect that Xia Xia couldn't even hold a brush.

How can I write this? I don't even know the basic skills. This is a complete joke.

Father Han kept shaking his head when he saw the way Xia Xia held the pen.

At this moment, Xia Xia made a big stroke.

A cursive and clear character appeared in front of the two of them. Father Han was stunned when he saw the written word. The seemingly random stroke in the summer just now surprised him, because the speed and strength of the stroke just now was too high. All right.

And now this clear character can be said to be perfect. There are no people who can write such crazy grass at the age of summer~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

"Uh" Han Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Xia Xia with a strange expression. Now, she suddenly felt that Xia Xia was omnipotent, capable of everything, and doing everything well.

It's like writing now. Just now, she thought that Xia couldn't write at all, but now it seems that Xia's ability to write is not small at all.

Even her father was full of praise.

"Good words, good words, this kind of crazy cursive can be said to be perfect. The handwriting is well connected and flawless." Han Qingqing's father kept nodding his head, his eyes were all attracted by the clear words.

"What are you doing? You are a guest now, and you are writing for the study." Mother Han looked at Father Han and said dissatisfiedly. On the surface, her words were speaking for Xia Xia, but in fact Only someone with a long brain could hear that she now regarded Xia Xia as an outsider.

"Well." Father Han may have felt a little rude and said directly, "Let's go out for tea."

After what happened just now, Father Han had a great change in Xia Xia. He is a man of letters, and his family is a literary family. Naturally, he appreciates those talented people. In his eyes, Xia Xia's handwriting is very Talented.

"What is this, why is there such a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine?" Mother Han said, picking up the bag that Xia Tian brought over.

"It contains a beauty salon for women." Xia Xia said with a smile.