Just when the mean woman was a little weak-hearted, Old Man Long finally raised his head slowly, and his gaze moved from Jing Xi's words to her face.After speaking, he turned his head to look at the young man who gave him a million-word painting as a meeting gift and said, "You come and write a picture for me to see." ”Hearing this, Long Guang hesitated.But then, he thought that he had also studied calligraphy for a while, and the words he wrote were always praised by the calligraphy teacher, and he suddenly became confident.Since Old Man Long gave himself such an opportunity to show his talents, he naturally would not let it go."
Since Grandpa Long wants to see it, then I'll be ugly!"
Hearing Long Guang's words, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.They didn't remind Long Guang not to agree, because they felt that he should have some self-knowledge, and it was impossible for him to go up and bring humiliation on himself.But who would have thought that he really agreed!"
Long Guang, don't mess around!"
Seeing that Long Guang was really about to walk over, a middle-aged man in a suit hurriedly shouted coldly.Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Long Guang's movements suddenly froze in place.When Old Man Long heard this, he looked at the middle-aged man's eyes with a hint of dissatisfaction.He glanced at the middle-aged man coldly, and then said to Long Guang with a gentle expression, "Don't pay attention to him, come and write to me!"
”Old Man Long's words were tantamount to giving Long Guang a reassurance.Long Guang nodded and hurriedly walked to the desk.The middle-aged man wanted to say something, but was stopped by a look from Old Man Long.Soon, the eight words "Blessing is like the East China Sea, Shoubi Nanshan" was written by Long Guang.Long Guang looked at his words, which were even more beautiful than usual, and his face couldn't help but be dyed with a faint sense of pride.He blew on the ink on the paper, then carefully picked it up and handed it to Old Man Long."
Grandpa Long, this word is for you, it's ugly!"
When the mean woman saw the words on the paper, she couldn't help but raise her head.In her opinion, the words written by Long Guang are even better than those written by Jing Xi.However, Old Man Long sighed lightly and did not mean to take the paper.He looked at the words written by Long Guang, and suddenly felt a little sorry for his paper and ink.Then, he turned his head slightly, and the appreciation in his eyes that looked at Jing Xi became a little stronger.I have to say, it's really beautiful by contrast!
Obviously, they are two people of the same age, one of them can't even write the words he can't reach, and the other has not reached the entry level, which can be seen in the gap."
Grandpa Long, are you, don't you like my words?"
Seeing that Old Man Long had not answered for a long time, Long Guang showed a touch of embarrassment on his face.Hearing this, Old Man Long sighed lightly and said."
After you go back, you have time to practice more calligraphy!"
When Long Guang heard this, his face suddenly froze.Immediately, he tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Long." ”The mean woman was stunned for a moment, and when she looked at Old Man Long, her eyes revealed deeper anger.Her son's handwriting is obviously better than Jing Xi's, but Old Man Long humiliates her son so much, it's unreasonable!
However, she understands that the people on her side have a request for Old Man Long.So although she was angry in her heart, she didn't dare to say anything.What the mean woman didn't notice was that there was no hint of surprise or anger on the faces of the people around her.After all, the scene in front of them was completely unexpected.Then, Long Guang casually threw the words on the desk, and a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes looking at Jing Xi.