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Chapter 264 It's a pity I don't deserve it
Not one of the best son-in-laws in the world.

Knowing that he couldn't hide it anymore, he simply admitted it openly.

As he thought, even if he didn't admit it, grandpa would say it.

Seeing everyone's skeptical attitude, Grandpa Shen stood up eagerly.

"This word was written by my grandson. He just wrote it casually at home. He didn't want to show it here. I like it so much, so I brought it." Grandpa Shen said happily.

Shen Ye couldn't help but smile wryly at being teased by his grandfather.

This grandfather is too righteous when he speaks, right?

He didn't bring it because he saw Shen Ye wrote it and liked it.

He had obviously made up his mind before Shen Ye started writing, so he took Shen Ye to the study to write this calligraphy.

"While he was writing, I took a photo, take a look." Grandpa Shen said, took out his mobile phone, found the photo of Shen Ye writing, and shook it in front of everyone.

Shen Ye was helpless, now, it was difficult for others not to believe her.

Why didn't he know that grandpa still had this operation at that time?

With the photos, everyone believed it.

"My God, I'm so shocked, this work was written by you."

"Mr. Shen looks very small, but he can have such strong writing skills at a young age. Isn't this a genius?"

"I thought that an old man in his 60s and [-]s could write such words. I was shocked, really shocked."

"This young man doesn't look as old as me. Sure enough, talent is really a very magical thing, not everyone deserves to have it."

"I really want to have such a genius ability, but it's a pity that I don't deserve it."

"Shen Ye, when did such a big name appear in the world of calligraphy?"

"Mr. Shen, what are your previous works? What was the name you used before? Why have we never heard of your name?"

Everyone asked Shen Ye curiously.

It was already a remarkable thing to be able to write such a powerful work, but it was written by that young man?

The reality has almost subverted everyone's appearance.

Everyone found it unbelievable, but they even had photos of writing, and it was actually written by the young man named Shen Ye in front of him.

"Oh my god, it's really our little night."

"Everyone was surprised. I said, why is this name so familiar? It's really you."

"It should be you. My son-in-law is already so good. In this world, there is no second better Shen Ye." Zuo Yejun said proudly.

"That's right, this should be our son-in-law. I'm so proud."

Jian Hongwei and Zuo Yejun, after Shen Ye's acknowledgment, didn't care what the occasion was, they just boasted.

Jian Hongwei had never seen Shen Ye write before, so he had no idea that he still had this skill.

Knowing that Shen Ye is so good at calligraphy, he was extremely proud.

In his heart, Shen Ye is his son, his son is so outstanding, how can parents be proud.

In Jian Hongwei's opinion, being Shen Ye's father-in-law is the luckiest thing in his life.

When he was with his friends before, those friends would always sigh from time to time that he had a huge family business, but he didn't have a son.

Jian Hongwei himself does not have patriarchal thoughts, but those words are not pleasant after all, and it is also true that he has no son.

Now, with such an excellent son-in-law, he no longer needs to be talked about by those old guys.

If someone talks again, he can move out his son-in-law generously.

How about having a son?
No matter how good the son is, can he be as good as his son-in-law?
Shen Ye's son-in-law, in Jian Hongwei's heart, can be compared with ten or a hundred sons of other families.

Satisfied, he is so contented.

Fate had been kind to him.

"My God!"

Shen Ye's uncle Shen Zhenrong and father Shen Zhenxing looked at each other, they were both surprised and didn't know what to say.

Shen Ye knows calligraphy, they know it, but when did it become so good?

In the past two days, the old man talked about Shen Ye whenever he had something to do, and said how good his grandson's calligraphy was.

They just listened to it.

The old man likes to praise his grandson for nothing. His eldest grandson is the most sensible child, his youngest grandson Shen Ming is a smart child, and his precious granddaughter is the prettiest...

They listen to it every day and are used to it.

Shen Ye's handwriting, Shen Zhenrong and Shen Zhenxing have seen it before, isn't it so good?

When did Shen Ye quietly become so outstanding?
Too long face, really too long face.

Shen Zhenrong said excitedly: "Brother, our old Shen family has produced a great talent. It's a good thing to honor our ancestors."

Shen Zhenxing and his wife He Shufen were too surprised to say a word.

They are naturally happy that their son is so outstanding and praised by everyone.

But it was too unexpected, too shocking, too pleasantly surprised.

In this way, wouldn't it be more honorable for them to go out in the future?
Their son is not only a great talent, but also so rich?
An all-rounder son, it would be a shame to talk about it.

"You, you child, you are too good at hiding, right? Why didn't I realize that you have this talent at all before?"

"You are really a blockbuster, you."

After recovering from the shock, teacher Yuan Zhedong patted Shen Ye on the shoulder and said proudly.

Shen Ye was his student. When he was in school, he felt that Shen Ye was a talent. He was methodical, calm, and quick-witted. He was a rare smart kid.

At that moment, he felt that this kid would definitely make great achievements in the future, but the achievements came too soon, right?

Shen Ye has only graduated for more than half a year.

With such an excellent student, Yuan Zhedong also felt extremely honored on his face.

In the future, he will have another capital to show off.

As a teacher, being able to teach excellent students is a matter of great pride. It is a feeling to feel competitive with your own children.

"It's really good. Our school will have another influential figure in the future."

"Amazing!" Even Yuan Zhedong gave Shen Ye a thumbs up.

He used to think that Mingrun was one of the most promising students in their school, but he will no longer be.

There was no other way, everyone knew about it, since people wanted to boast, Shen Ye might as well just guard it.

But he was quite calm.

He has no attachment to fame and fortune, no matter how others praise him, he doesn't care about it, and just listens without blushing.

The people around were all looking at Shen Ye with shocked and admiring eyes.

Especially for those calligraphy lovers, they wished that Shen Ye's hands were his own, so that he could write such good characters.

(End of this chapter)