After the college entrance examination, I really didn't know that my family was so rich

Chapter 137 Good things come in pairs

"Who said I don't know calligraphy? I really think that your handwriting is good, Grandpa."

Su Mu didn't want to lose face in front of people he cared about.

In the past, Su Mu would not have dared to be so arrogant.

As a layman, discussing this issue with an expert, isn't that self-inflicted?

Now that Su Mu has the support of foreign aid, of course he can be so confident.

"Oh? Then tell me what font I wrote this in?"

Grandpa Su looked at his grandson amusedly, the young man is very confident.

Since Xiao Mu is so confident, Mr. Su also wants to test his grandson.

"I'll study it carefully."

Su Mu approached a little closer, and it seemed that he was really studying his grandpa's flamboyant characters.

"Sign in the study!"

"Ding! Sign in successfully in the study room, and get rewarded with the king's calligraphy skills!"

The system is also very human, knowing that what Su Mu urgently needs now is the knowledge of calligraphy.

Directly and thoughtfully rewarded the king's calligraphy skills.

With the disappearance of the system sound, various knowledge about calligraphy flowed into Su Mu's mind.

Accompanied by this, Su Mu's right hand trembled rapidly.

Su Mu just felt as if countless books were smashed into his head at the same time.

All kinds of knowledge in my mind are constantly tumbling.

After a few minutes, everything was calm again.

It's just that there are many more knowledge points in Su Mu's mind.

"Have you seen any tricks, kid?"

Mr. Su watched Su Mu staring at his words for a while, but he didn't say a word.

asked a little funny.

"Grandpa, this is cursive script, and it's still today's cursive script."

With the king's calligraphy skills, Su Mu could tell at a glance that his grandfather wrote cursive script.

Cursive script can be divided into Zhangcao, Jincao, and Kuangcao. Grandpa uses Jincao today.

"Okay, Xiao Mu, how did you know that Grandpa is this grass?"

Mr. Su felt a little surprised. He thought Xiao Mu was just saying it casually.

Unexpectedly, this kid really said it.

From the looks of it, Xiao Mu doesn't seem to be guessing randomly, after all, most people don't know that there are three differences in cursive script.

"Grandpa, the formation of cursive script and the Han Dynasty evolved on the basis of official script."

"The structure of these characters is simple and the strokes are continuous. This is the characteristic of cursive script."

"Most importantly, cursive script can make people feel graceful in frenzy."

"Grandpa, isn't your handwriting just giving people a crazy beauty?"

Su Mu raised the corner of his mouth.

Having been rewarded by the system, these knowledge points are really a piece of cake for Su Mu now.

"Not bad."

Mr. Su nodded repeatedly, unexpectedly, Xiao Mu knew a lot at such a young age.

"Xiao Mu, people who know a little about calligraphy in cursive script can usually see some tricks."

"How did you tell that Grandpa used this herb?"

Since the grandson looks like an expert, Mr. Su naturally wanted to ask some in-depth questions.

"Grandpa, today's grass is also called Xiaocao. The biggest feature is that the strokes are continuous and winding, and the words are connected."

"Look, don't your words show this characteristic?"

Su Mu pointed to the joints of several words on Mr. Su's work, and asked with a smile.

"Hahaha, okay, Xiao Mu, you are much better than your father in this regard."

"It would be nice for your father to know that grandpa wrote in cursive."

As if he had found a bosom friend, Mr. Su happily patted Su Mu on the shoulder.

Su Mu felt a little sympathetic to his father.

This is the second time that Dad has been compared with himself by Grandpa.

Su Mu felt that he was a bit invincible. After all, he had the support of the system, didn't he?

I said silently in my heart, Dad, I'm sorry.

Su Mu summed it up, maybe Dad's physique belongs to the type that is easy to be shot while lying down.

Grandpa Su was happy, he pulled Su Mu to sit down, and began to chat about calligraphy.

With a common language, the grandfather and grandson chatted for almost an hour.

Until Mr. Su was thirsty, he picked up the teacup and found that the tea brought in by Ah Fu had already gone cold.

Only then did Mr. Su realize that he had dragged Xiao Mu to chat for a long time before he knew it.

"Okay, Xiao Mu, let's stop here today, you just came back from a trip, go back to your room and rest for a while."

"I'll ask Ah Fu to call you at dinner time."

Grandpa Su waved his hand and told Su Mu to go back to his room to rest.