The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

It was only then that Bai Xiran realized that the smile on his face hadn't faded, and he subconsciously nodded.

"Mrs. Mo is really short-sighted! Calligraphy is our traditional art. It is already elegant. On today's occasion, it is natural to write more meaningful poems. How can it be such... such meaningless exaggeration!"

"Uh, I quite like it." Bai Xiran said weakly, raised his head to look at the man beside him, his almond eyes sparkled.

Here, it has its own name.

Uncle Mo, occasionally he is very interesting.

"Mrs. Mo, let's not talk about whether this poem is good or not. How can you pass on your aesthetics to the next generation?"

"Such meaningless poems are hard to be elegant!"

Those few people looked more and more like Bai Yinger's fans, and the more they talked, the more they went too far.

Bai Xiran couldn't help but refute.

But above the side of the head, suddenly came a deep voice, "It is very meaningful to me."

what?
The man froze suddenly, "Mr. Mo, this poem is just copied from the mural, and it's just a gorgeous and beautiful word..."

"This is a poem with my wife's name on it." Mo Junzhe said these words without haste.

That tone obviously has no ups and downs, and every word is gentle and simple.

But saying it was enough to make the other party speechless.

Even Bai Yinger, who was trying to find something to do, couldn't think of any rebuttal at this time.

Someone explained in a low voice, "Mr. Mo is right, as long as he thinks it makes sense. Calligraphy is more about words than writing poems."

"That's the way it is. They just like to find fault."

This is a conclusion.

Bai Yinger's face darkened, and she quickly changed the topic, "It's better to put the calligraphy of the two together so that everyone can appreciate it at the same time. This way, there will be a distinction between superior and inferior."

Qin Qiyou is still very confident in his works.

At this time, the ink was drying quickly, but he still moved cautiously, and finally took the words to the table next to him.

"Mr. Mo's words..." Qin Qiyou was about to ask.

But before he finished speaking, when he turned around, he saw Mo Junzhe's words spread out on the table generously.

"The tide is coming from the west and going down from the east, and the sun is flowing in the red." It is almost an unknown poem, but it is placed on the table at this time, but every word is perfectly combined.

He fixedly looked at the past, examining almost every word and every gesture.

Until I saw the word "dye", I was shocked in place!
"It's really... Xiaobao's writing is exactly the same as this character! The structure, brushwork, and even calligraphy style are all amazing!"

"Master Qin's writing is sharp and sophisticated. It's not bad."

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Others stood by, thinking that both sides are good, but their styles are completely different, and it is impossible to tell which side is better.

Bai Yinger couldn't help urging, "Master Qin, are you talking about which of the two of you has the better calligraphy?"

"This..." Qin Qiyou couldn't hold back his old face, "After all, Mr. Mo is slack in practice, so there are occasional instability in writing, but..."

"That's why I'm not as good as you!" Bai Yinger immediately grabbed the white.

"I knew it was right to invite Master Qin to teach Niu Niu. How many people in China have your calligraphy skills? Maybe my brother-in-law can write well, but I'm afraid it's just a relatively good amateur. Compared with 'professional' players, I'm afraid it's far behind."

Qin Qiyou, "Actually, I'm better than..."