I Am The Omnipotent Prince Charming

"Okay, okay, whatever you want, girl!"

Yan Xiu waved his hand helplessly.

It's not that he has any opinion on Su Chen, it's just that his temper is like this, he doesn't care about the details, what to say.

Nowadays, there are too few young people who like calligraphy and have talent.

Yun Shuyu practiced calligraphy with him for more than a year. He was very talented in calligraphy and made rapid progress. However, like her father, he became obsessed with doing business and making money. He started a live broadcast platform. Gotta be loud.

He should have been an excellent disciple of himself, but he gave up calligraphy to go into business, which made Yan Xiu always regret.

Now that he finally got the chance, he naturally wanted to give some pointers to Yun Shuyu, who could be said to be his named disciple.

With Yun Shuyu's kindness, Su Chen really couldn't refuse any more. He stepped into the stone pavilion and came to the table.

"Su Chen, have you practiced calligraphy before? Do you want me to teach you?" Yun Shuyu asked with a smile.

"No, I learned calligraphy with my dad." Su Chen chuckled and shook his head. He reached out and picked up the brush. Yun Shuyu and Yan Xiu were a little surprised by the standard gesture of holding the brush.

In his spare time, Su Wenshan occasionally writes and writes calligraphy. He is not proficient, but he is not bad among amateurs.

Su Chen did learn it for a few days when he was a child, and on the skill page in his mind now, his calligraphy skills are at an intermediate level.

"How is it, Old Yan, I said that Su Chen is very talented!" Yun Shuyu looked at Yan Xiu with a smile.

"Just hold a pen, this is the most basic thing, even elementary school students can learn it." Yan Xiu's expression was stern, but there was a hint of expectation in his heart.

Su Chen's way of holding the pen, even he who likes to find fault in eggs, can't pick out any flaws.

It can be seen that Su Chen is a person who really understands calligraphy.

Su Chen didn't listen to the exchange between the two, thinking about what to write on his own.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he started writing on the rice paper.

His aura was naturally not as good as Yan Xiu's, but he didn't hesitate to use his brushstrokes;

On the side, Yan Xiu's hand trembled slightly, and his eyes brightened slightly.

For a young man of this age, it is very rare to have this kind of skill. The key point is that this kid doesn't seem to be a person who specializes in this way.

In this way, this talent is very exaggerated.

During this period of time, after Su Chen was a little tired of reading books in the library, he would read some literary novels or books for recreation.

Then one day, his literary skills also broke through to the advanced level.

What he wrote now is a poem that appeared in his mind when his literary skills reached an advanced level.

"Sit and drink Lingling water and watch the frying. There is no reason to hold a bowl and send it to those who love tea."

After writing a poem, Su Chen stopped writing, looked at his work in front of him, smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

"Huh? This guy wrote it well!"

"This character is so well written and full of vigor. I have practiced calligraphy for several years, and I think I can't compare!"

"The writing is really good, and this poem is also good. Everyone here is a tea lover. This poem fits the occasion, but what kind of poem is this?"

"I also really like poetry, but I have never seen this poem!"

"..."

Everyone around was talking.

"Su Chen, you write so well, I didn't expect that you are also proficient in calligraphy!" Yun Shuyu looked at Su Chen in surprise and praised.

"I've won the prize, it's far worse than you and Master Yan." Su Chen smiled modestly.

"The words are indeed worse." Yan Xiu suddenly said.

Su Chen's smile suddenly stiffened on his face.

"But your talent is good, how long have you been learning calligraphy?" Yan Xiu asked.

"Well... Strictly speaking, I studied with my dad for half a month when I was a child, and then I didn't practice much." Su Chen replied with a smile.

When these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"Young people, don't brag, how could it be possible to have this kind of skill after learning for half a month as a child." Yan Xiu frowned slightly, and the little favor he had just had towards Su Chen suddenly diminished a lot.

Talent is there, but he doesn't like young people who talk big.

Su Chen smiled and didn't explain, he was telling the truth.

This kind of thing is indeed impossible for other people, but who made him a hanging B!

"Su Chen, what kind of poem is this, and who wrote it?" Yun Shuyu immediately tried to change the subject when he saw that the atmosphere between the two was wrong.

"I wrote it!" Su Chen said with a smile.

Since it was a memory that appeared in his mind, it should belong to him.

No problem!

"What did you write?" Yun Shuyu rounded her beautiful eyes in surprise.

Everyone around looked at Su Chen in disbelief.

"I'm still bragging, you can die if you don't brag. It's a good thing for young people to be talented, but they must be down-to-earth and realistic..."

Yan Xiu's brows furrowed even tighter, and he began to ramble on.

But the words were not well spoken, and they were interrupted by a scream.

"Damn it, I searched on the Internet, but I really didn't find this poem, it was written by him!" Wang Hai looked at Su Chen with a shocked expression while holding the phone.

Yan Xiu's words stopped abruptly, the old face flushed slightly, and embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

"I'm not bragging!" Su Chen said seriously.

"Cough cough... Well, I misunderstood you, this poem is well written, not bad." Yan Xiu coughed twice, nodding stiffly in praise.

The corners of Su Chen's lips evoked a playful arc.

This old man has no bad intentions, just a little too unpleasant.

Now you know it's embarrassing!

"Wuyou holds a bowl and sends it to people who love tea. This poem is well written and written in seconds. I didn't expect my little brother to be so talented at such a young age. It's amazing!" The man surnamed Mu read the poem and sincerely praised.

"Old Yan, this poem is so suitable for your teahouse. I think you should frame it and hang it in the teahouse." Yun Shuyu said to Yan Xiu with a smile.

Yan Xiu was a little moved, but he just hurt Su Chen just now, and now asking him to ask for this poem is really embarrassing for this old face.

"Handsome guy, since Master Shiyan doesn't like him, can you sell me this? I really like it." Seeing that Yan Xiu was silent, Wang Hai rolled his eyes and said to Su Chen with a bright smile on his face.

Having been in the shopping mall for so many years, he is very discerning and knows how to seize opportunities.

At a young age, Su Chen has such skill in calligraphy, and he can also write such excellent poems. He will become a real famous artist after he can't keep it together. Now he spends some money to buy it and collect it, maybe he can make a lot of money.

"You want this? Then take it, the money is not needed, I'm not a master." Su Chen said casually.

"No, no, I can't take it for nothing. Otherwise, I'll pay 50,000 yuan to buy this. Okay, you give me an account, and I'll make money for you." Wang Hai said firmly.

Only if he buys it with money, it really belongs to him. If it is really valuable in the future, nothing will happen.

"I want this poem, and I will exchange it with you with a pair of calligraphy."

When Su Chen was about to promise Wang Hai, Yan Xiu couldn't help but speak.