Su Mu stopped pretending.

He knew that this was also a test.

Soft rice is not that delicious.

The rich woman likes you not just because you are handsome.

It looks good, but it also needs to be useful.

It is quite difficult to eat from one family, let alone from several families.

Now several rich women have gathered together to inspect the goods.

Are you thick or slender?

How can I trick you into getting this azure porcelain inkstone without showing some real skills?

That's right, when Su Mu saw this beautiful inkstone, he even thought about the orientation of his study room.

How should I display this baby?

Orientation, height.

Go to the desk, close your eyes and meditate for three seconds.

Then he opened his eyes.

Everyone seemed to have flowers in front of them.

Su Mu's whole aura was different.

Ning Erxian was so excited that he trembled all over. He grabbed the hand of the person next to him and said with emotion:

"Here he comes, he comes."

But the next moment, he realized that he had arrested the wrong person.

On his right is his wife Yan Yuqin, and on his left is... Mo Ruhai's wife Chu Anyi.

Chu Anyi was caught in pain and struggled several times before shaking off.

Her face turned red with anger and she glared at Ning Erxian fiercely.

Ning Erxian made an mistake and almost found a crack in the ground to slip in.

What a bad fate.

When they were young, he and Mo Ruhai fell in love with Chu Anyi at the same time, and they almost didn't have a duel at that time.

In the end, he lost to Mo Ruhai.

Fortunately, Mo Ruhai was concentrating on looking at Su Mu and did not notice the change in the expression of the lady beside him.

But Yan Yuqin has no interest in calligraphy.

Normally, Ning Erxian would always write and write at home. She was almost ready to give birth to a little brother for Ning Yan.

Moreover, she knew that Chu Anyi was Ning Erxian's first love back then, so she kept paying attention to her.

Unexpectedly, I caught a current situation this time.

Yan Yuqin is so angry.

Her face turned green on the spot.

Ning Erxian felt like he suddenly fell into hell.

There was an unforgettable sharp pain in his waist, and the expression on his face was quite wonderful.

But he didn't dare to make a sound.

At this moment, Professor Ning Da's admiration for his son-in-law Su Mu reached an unprecedented peak.

A good son-in-law.

Teach me, how do you do it...with ease?

This is a science.

profound.

Su Mu used a lot of effort this time.

His whole person has reached a level of skillfulness and lack of workmanship.

It's not that he stood out in front of Mr. Ning before, but it is as natural as a jade.

A trace of surprise flashed across Zhu Jianshen's face.

This kid is so secretive.

Ning Qingyuan's expression changed.

Big changes.

He is a master and knows the true meaning of calligraphy.

Su Mu's aura was surprisingly perfect to a level that he couldn't understand.

Hidden clumsiness.

A true master.

Su Mu grabbed a purple-haired pen, dipped it in ink, and then wrote on the huge gold-rimmed rice paper like a dragon or a snake, swimming around quickly.

Lines of running script appeared on the rice paper.

He wrote Peach Blossom Spring.

Mo Ruhai, Chen Jinhong, and Chu Legong all have very high attainments in calligraphy, and Ning Erxian is an even more famous calligrapher.

Everyone.

Stupid.

Ning Qingyuan was even more shocked.

artistic conception!

What a artistic conception!

He was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide and could not close it for a long time.

What does that feel like?

It was as if the scenery in front of them changed. After reading these words, a fairyland-like paradise seemed to appear in front of them, and they were in it, enjoying themselves.

This is the highest realm of calligraphy - artistic conception!

Ning Qingyuan had seen Su Mu write live.

Even at Dongyang University, he admitted that Su Mu's calligraphy was a master, at least in terms of artistic conception, he couldn't compare with him.

This kid.

Haven't seen each other for a few days?

wrong.

Last time, this guy deliberately hid his true calligraphy skills.

Zhu Jianshen was also dumbfounded.

He directly inserted the pipe pot on his waist, then rushed forward, staring at the words in front of him, and suddenly shouted:

"Brother, come here."

Zhu Yi walked in from the door.

Ning Qingyuan suddenly shouted:

"Zhu Jianshen, what do you want to do?"

Zhu Jianshen's eyes flashed dangerously like a hungry wolf, he opened his hands and shouted directly, regardless of his Mediterranean hairstyle:

"This is what my son-in-law wrote for me. I want to frame it and hang it in the study."

Ning Qingyuan was furious:

"You are shameless. Su Mu is not your grandson-in-law alone. Everyone in the family has a share."

Zhu Jianshen snorted:

"If you have the ability, bring him to your house to write. This is my house. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all mine. Old Ning, don't even think about taking them away."

The onlookers were all dumbfounded.

Is it worth it for a single word?

Of course I know, it’s worth it.

So worth it.

However, Yan Yuqin no longer cares about her husband.
To be continued...