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"Master can't talk about it. Xu Yun waved his hand again and again, he was only in his twenties, and he called him Master, but he was going to lose his life.

"You wait. Xu Yun subconsciously touched his mobile phone, but was stunned to find that the mobile phone had actually fallen off, and he didn't know where it had fallen.

"I'm going to get pen and paper. Zhang Xianhe immediately got up, and after a while, he took out the four treasures of the study from the cabinet.

Zhang

Xianhe obviously noticed Xu Yun's stunned moment, and then he was embarrassed: "That's all there is to it, or you... Will it be a moment??"

"Oh no. Xu Yun smiled.

"Oh, I see. Zhang Xianhe directly began to grind ink for Xu Yun.

"Don't, don't. Xu Yun hurriedly stood up, which made Xu Yunqing worthy of ????

"The master is the teacher, and the master is the teacher." Zhang Xianhe hurriedly held down Xu Yun.

The strength in this hand is not at all like that of an old man.

"Okay. Xu Yun smiled helplessly.

Then he took the brush, the tip of the brush showed a faint gold, it was an extremely high-quality brush, this old man was not an ordinary person.

Xu Yun thought secretly in his heart.

[Does my brother Yun know calligraphy?

] [I don't know, but I saw Xu Yun's signature like a ghost drawing at the film festival before] [

Calligraphy....

After all, calligraphy needs to rely on an extremely long time to pile up in order to have a little effect, and how many people can only get a glimpse of one or two mysteries in their lives.

"Master, what are you doing here?" the girl put down the medicine jar in her hand, her face full of confusion and anger.

No, you haven't grown any hair, let my master sharpen ink? What qualifications do you have????

In her eyes, Xu Yun is just a layman who doesn't know anything, and she likes to pretend to be forced.

"Grinding ink. Zhang Xianhe blinked, "Can't you see?"

and then said in an extremely respectful tone, "Please."

"If you still seem to stay here, get up!" The girl slapped the table, and then looked at Xu Yun, this was an insult to her master!!

"Zhang Zhu!" Zhang Xianhe frowned, "Boil the medicine

!" "But....."Zhang Zhu frowned, but looking at his master's appearance, he didn't dare to say more, just stomped his feet lightly: "Master, be careful of charlatans!"

Then he began to boil medicine on the side, staring at Xu Yun from time to time, as if he wanted to kill Xu Yun with his eyes.

Xu Yun smiled helplessly, was he being regarded as a charlatan? But Xu Yun didn't take it to heart.

How can a mature adult be angry with a child?

Xu Yun picked up the pen and quickly wrote down the squares of the more than 20 kinds of qi tonifying soups.

Zhang Xianhe watched from the side, his brows constantly tightening.

And the audience in the live broadcast room was also confused

, what did Xu Yun write??? why couldn't he read a word

??"What's wrong?" Xu Yun was slightly stunned, what the hell was the expression on his face that wanted to speak and stopped?

"Uh...."Zhang Xianhe touched his nose with some embarrassment: "I can't read cursive."

Xu Yun blinked, "Then I can read any book, I can do it." Xu Yun said lightly.

Zhang Xianhe suddenly said at this time: "Hey, your cursive writing is quite everyone's style." In

fact, what he said was already very euphemistic, Xu Yun's cursive script was the best and most charming he had seen in decades.

He didn't pay attention to it just now, just trying to distinguish the content, but now, he noticed how beautiful the heart of the word was.

Although I can't understand it, I still have this appreciation.

"It's overrated. Xu Yun said indifferently, in fact, he knows all the fonts, but he can't use them, so he doesn't show them.

Of course, this is just one of Xu Yun's thousands of skills.

"Can you understand Kai Zhengkai?" Xu Yun picked up the pen and wrote down a line of words again,

without waiting for Zhang Xianhe to speak.

Xu Yun once wrote down the small letters, official books, and line books.

"Those?" Xu Yun smiled and tilted his head.

"You !! these fonts" Zhang Xianhe's eyes widened and he looked at Xu Yun deadly.

His eyes were full of incomprehension, doubt, shock and curiosity, he had never felt so many emotions at once in his life.

He was a little incoherent for a moment: "You, me, me, me, me." "

[Expected, unreasonable

] [Damn, I'm a calligraphy student, I can go to Qingbei if I can have half

as good as Xu Yun] [I don't understand, but I feel very awesome] [I understand, but I feel even more awesome, my God!!

] [How old is Xu Yun???? my father has practiced for more than 30 years, and it is not as good as Xu Yun's]

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And Xu Yun still knows so many fonts..... How did you do it in your twenties?].