Chapter 21 In the midst of chatting and laughing about Huangtu's dominance

Xia Bei was stunned.

Looking at Chu Chen who had already picked up his pen, Xia Bei regained his senses and unexpectedly said, "Chu Chen, how can you write?"

Chu Chen glanced silently at Xia Bei.

Write a word, who doesn't know?

Xia Bei quickly lowered his voice and tentatively said, "Chu Chen, what I mean is... how is your level?"

"Not bad, I have a teacher who is known as the 'pen fairy'," Chu Chen replied.

Xia Bei's mouth twitched inwardly as he almost boasted about himself as a "pen god" in front of Mr. Song just now.

Chu Chen was holding a pen, while Xia Bei was grinding his ink while also paying attention to Chu Chen's expression.

He was also extremely curious about the foolish son-in-law who came to his door in the eyes of everyone in the Chu family.

Starting from the first side, Xia Bei felt that the son-in-law of the Chu family was more like hiding his time and recuperating himself, and he was not foolish at all.

However, the current scene does not rule out the possibility of boasting.

Xia Bei didn't believe that Chu Chen, who was even younger than him, could write good characters.

Chu Chen's gaze fell on the white paper.

The sound of lion dance heard by the shore of Song Lake this morning, as well as the words spoken by Song Qiu, seemed to ring in my ears.

The Huang family is the largest family in Zen City.

Jintan City, a grand gathering for picking young people.

Recruiting 'youth' from all over the city.

"Not to mention it was written, even if I had to say a word, I couldn't think of what to write on this short piece of paper." Xia Bei sighed, "It happened to be Mr. Huang's 80th birthday, and that old man was just a living legend. I really can't think of any other words besides a professional calligrapher that could catch Mr. Huang's eye."

Chu Chen started writing.

The pen is sharp and vigorous, like a dragon absorbing water, with a majestic momentum and a complete stroke.

Xia Bei felt as if his eyes were hallucinating and dazzling.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Chen had already stopped writing.

"Young Master Xia, come and take a look," Chu Chen said.

Xia Bei hurriedly walked over, picked up a long piece of paper, stared at the first word, and couldn't speak for a long time.

Chu Chen couldn't bear it and reminded, "Emperor."

Xia Bei immediately blurted out, "Happy birthday to Mr. Huang?"

Chu Chen, "..."

He was a bit skeptical that this young master Xia was not a counterfeit.

At least it's also the Xia family of Yangcheng, a wealthy family. How could they cultivate such an ignorant and inexperienced person.

Last night at the banquet, I asked myself with a sorrowful expression whether I love mountains and rivers or beauty.

Now it seems that we are still bragging.

Give him a mountain and a river, he can't hold on either.

"In the midst of chatting and laughing about Huang Tu's domineering career, one's life is full of drunkenness." Chu Chen said, "The first character sounds like Huang Laozi's surname, and the whole sentence probably fits Huang Laozi's current state of mind, so it should be appropriate."

Xia Bei glanced at it from beginning to end, and after a while, sighed, "Like a ghost talisman, it looks just average, but at least it can pass this level."

Chu Chen glanced at Xia Bei and said, "Have you ever seen a talisman?"

Chu Chen really wants to tell Young Master Xia that he is better at drawing symbols than writing.

Xia Bei didn't pay attention to Chu Chen's words and strode towards the door of the study, then opened the door and walked out.

"Old man, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

On the contrary, Song Changqing smiled to show understanding. Sometimes he would take longer to write a character himself.

"The handwriting is not good, please ask the old man for more guidance." Xia Bei was very humble and put his posture to the lowest level, after all, he didn't know Chu Chen's level.

Song Changqing walked forward, seemingly not seeing Chu Chen who was also in the study. Xia Bei quickened his pace and lifted the beginning of this character.

Song Changqing's gaze turned and her pupils instantly widened to the extreme.

A majestic momentum rushed towards us.

In the midst of chatting and laughing about Huangtu's domineering career, he is invincible in a drunken world.

At this moment, Song Changqing's mind seemed to be filled with images.

From a passionate youth to a passionate youth... until now.

There was no sound for a long time.

At this moment, Xia Bei was even more anxious. Seeing that Old Master Song was motionless, he couldn't help but glance at Chu Chen next to him.

To cry without tears.

Even if it's written poorly, there's no need to give this expression.

At least give a friendly like.

"Okay!"

In the quiet study, Song Changqing suddenly shouted.

Xia Bei's hand shook and almost tore off the paper.

Song Changqing lifted his head and looked at Xia Bei, sighing, "You truly deserve to be a descendant of the Xia family, after a prestigious family. Based solely on this calligraphy, it is not an exaggeration to call you the world of calligraphy in Yangcheng and the first young master in the southern region."

"My level is just average, I deserve it." Xia Bei blushed, even the 'Number One Young Master of the South' had come out. Xia Bei secretly swore that he would not be able to boast casually in the future.

"It's not just flattery. I've never seen a young person who could write such good characters before." Song Changqing kept admiring and looked at Xia Bei. "Young Master Xia, if you take this character to participate in the Jintan City Youth Collection, I believe there is a great chance of being selected."

"Then let's take it." Xia Bei was very generous, and he just wanted to quickly get over this topic. The longer he dragged on, the easier it was for him to reveal his true feelings.

"Okay." Song Changqing was excited. Even though this character was not written by him, at least it was born in the Song family. If this character is really chosen, this interlude may even become a beautiful story in the Zen City.

"Young Master Xia, you haven't mentioned your words yet," Song Changqing reminded.

Xia Bei's pupils gently contracted.

For a while.

Xia Bei's mind quickly turned and he said, "I suddenly remembered that Mr. Huang is facing the Zen City Youth Festival. I am not from Zen City and it is not suitable for me to participate in this festival... Chu Chen, for the sake of your hard work in polishing my ink, let me give you this painting."

Xia Bei suddenly spoke towards Chu Chen, and his heart let out a sigh of perfection.

It was originally written by Chu Chen. By following the flow and pushing the boat, I could not only save my face but also withdraw and sell a favor to the Song family.

Xia Bei couldn't help but want to give himself a few harsh compliments.

Song Changqing was stunned.

Song Xieyang on the side was also stunned for a moment.

How could such a good piece of calligraphy be given to Chu Chen?

For the current situation of the Song family, this is simply a great gift.

"Chu Chen." Song Xieyang quickly whispered to Chu Chen.

Chu Chen's gaze met Xia Bei's, but he didn't refuse. "Thank you very much, Young Master Xia," he said

Xia Bei chuckled and patted Chu Chen's shoulder. "I've told you before, I'll cover you up. Let's consider this painting as a formal greeting for you."

A shameless person is invincible in the world.

Chu Chen took the words he had written and had to say thank you to Young Master Xia.

Song Xieyang's gaze was filled with disbelief.

He couldn't understand why the young master of the Xia family was so kind to Chu Chen.

Is it true that Young Master Xia came over today to discuss the cooperation between the two families, as Chu Chen said?

Song Xieyang's heart suddenly sank.

The new divorce agreement has been reprinted.

Is this marriage still inseparable?