Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Zhou house.

Zhou Zhongdang’s study on the second floor.

The elegant and dignified Chu Yiren was seen holding a pen in one hand proudly and a scroll in the other, writing cursive calligraphy with great care. Her characters were like flying dragons and snakes, vigorous and majestic, and the momentum of her brushwork was breathtaking.

Zhou Zhongdang praised with admiration: "My niece's calligraphy is simple, beautiful, and unconventional. It has an elegant style. It is truly amazing!"

Chu Yiren looked around with a spirited look, writing calligraphy with a fairy-like air, and replied modestly: "Uncle Zhou, thank you for your praise. I offer you my humble work to show the friendship between our Zhou and Chu families!"

Zhou Zhongdang laughed loudly and said, "I will definitely frame this masterpiece of my niece's and hang it in my study as a treasure."

"Uncle Zhou, you are too kind!"

"I have little experience in calligraphy, so I still have a lot to learn from you!"

"My dear niece, you are too modest!"

"Although my niece is still young, she has written beautiful calligraphy in her own style. Her understanding and attainments in calligraphy are superior to mine and your father's. She is truly better than my teacher!"

Chu Yiren replied modestly: "Uncle Zhou, you are too kind!"

Zhou Zhongdang praised with admiration: "Your niece has the demeanor of your father, a Shanghai businessman. Old Chu can be relieved in his grave that he has such a beloved daughter to inherit the family business and take charge of the huge Truman Group."

at the same time.

Zhou Mengyao, with a cold face, walked quickly to the door of her father Zhou Zhongdang's study, stood outside the door, took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to push open the door.

"Uh……"

Zhou Mengyao was stunned by the scene before her. The scene in the study was completely different from what she had expected.

Chu Yiren's eyes were focused and determined, and her running script was soft but domineering. As her brush strokes continued to fall, she left behind a beautiful calligraphy work, Li Bai's masterpiece "Drinking Song".

Don’t you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky and rushes to the sea without returning.

See you, Gaotangmingjing has white hair in sorrow, and the morning is like blue silk and snow in the evening.

Life is full of joy, so that the gold is empty for the moon.

I was born with a talent that will be useful, even if I lose all my money, I will get it back...

Chu Yiren uses the Jianghu style. Her strokes are vigorous and powerful, as sharp as a sword, majestic and powerful. There is a strong murderous aura in her calligraphy, which complements her arrogant personality.

"dad!"

Zhou Zhongdang heard the voice and said, "My daughter, you are back just in time. Take a look at Miss Chu's calligraphy and learn from it!"

It has to be said that Zhou Mengyao really appreciates Chu Yiren's calligraphy.

Although Zhou Mengyao acknowledged Chu Yiren's talent, she still hated her as a person, not for any other reason, but simply because they were rivals in love.

Zhou Mengyao greeted with a fake smile: "Hello, Miss Chu!"

Chu Yiren wrote the last word on the paper, put down her pen, raised her cold and beautiful face, and replied with a provocative look: "Hello, Miss Mengyao!"

Chu Yiren's arrogant look made Zhou Mengyao feel uncomfortable all over and had a strong sense of oppression.

Zhou Mengyao couldn't help but think, "Damn it! Chu Yiren is really a bully!"

After finishing her recitation, Zhou Mengyao raised her beautiful face and asked tentatively, "Ms. Chu is the chairman of the Truman Group. She is very busy and would not visit the Zhou residence for no reason. You are not visiting the Zhou residence today just to learn calligraphy from my father, right?"

Chu Yiren replied with a half-smile, "My father borrowed several ancient books from your father before he died, as well as some calligraphy and paintings from the Treasure Pavilion. My brother sent me to personally deliver these ancient books and calligraphy and paintings back to the Zhou residence, and to visit Uncle Zhou and Aunt Zhou at the same time."

After hearing this, Zhou Mengyao let out a long sigh, squinted her eyes and smiled, "Thank you very much, Miss Chu!"

Then, Lin Lang walked into the study and greeted him, "Master!"

Afterwards, Lin Lang looked at the cold and proud Chu Yiren with a guilty conscience, and greeted her sweetly: "Sister Yiren is visiting Zhou's house, why didn't you inform me in advance? I should have welcomed Sister Yiren to visit in advance."

Chu Yiren replied with a sly smile: "Alang, we are so familiar with each other, so don't tell me these nonsense!"

Zhou Zhongdang looked at his beloved disciple Lin Lang and asked, "Ah Lang, are you familiar with Miss Chu?"

Lin Lang could only bite the bullet and reply, "Yes! My cousin Gu Keqing is Sister Yiren's former sister-in-law, so of course I am familiar with Sister Yiren!"

Zhou Zhongdang was surprised when he heard this: "Former sister-in-law?"

Chu Yiren replied truthfully: "It's said that family disgrace should not be made public. My eldest brother and Gu Keqing went through the divorce procedures a while ago, so she is the former sister-in-law."

"So that's how it is." Zhou Zhongdang nodded.

Lin Lang glanced at the calligraphy work by Chu Yiren on the table, and praised with exaggerated expression: "Wow~ Sister Yiren's calligraphy is so vivid that it is like the sound of a gust of wind and a torrential rain, and the vastness of falling flowers and flying snow. It is really amazing even if there is no stone broken!"

Zhou Mengyao felt very unhappy after hearing this. She secretly rolled her eyes at Lin Lang and thought to herself, "Huh~ I finally understand why Chu Yiren, this woman, likes Lin Lang so much. It turns out that Lin Lang is good at flattering her. Lin Lang is really good at making women happy!"

In order to deliberately anger Zhou Mengyao, Chu Yiren smiled and said, "Alang, if you also like traditional calligraphy, we can learn from each other and make progress together if we have the chance!"

"Uh……"

Lin Lang scratched his head and laughed awkwardly: "I am such a vulgar person, I don't have the talent and artistic talent of Sister Yiren, so let's learn from each other and make progress together!"

Zhou Mengyao was unwilling to be outdone and replied, "Miss Chu, let me learn calligraphy from you!"

Zhou Zhongdang laughed loudly and said, "My daughter, you don't want to compete with Miss Chu in calligraphy, do you?"

Zhou Mengyao narrowed her eyes and smiled falsely: "Dad, how can you say it's a calligraphy competition? Miss Chu and I are learning from each other and improving together!"

Lin Lang sensed a strong smell of gunpowder and couldn't help but secretly wipe the cold sweat off his forehead.

Chu Yiren replied provocatively, "Great! We have several of your father's calligraphy and paintings in our Chu residence. I am very excited to see Miss Mengyao's calligraphy today!"

"Sorry for the poor performance!" Zhou Mengyao proudly picked up the pen.

Lin Lang could only stand aside and reluctantly prepare paper and grind ink.

Lin Lang knew very well in his heart that this calligraphy competition was not only a contest of skills, but also a secret competition between rivals in love, where neither of them was willing to submit to the other.

Zhou Mengyao's delicate hands held the brush, dipped it in ink, and then gracefully placed the tip of the brush on the rice paper. Her fingers were flexible and steady, and each stroke was full of power and rhythm.

As Zhou Mengyao moved her brush smoothly, black ink gradually spread on the white rice paper. The strokes were like clouds and smoke, forming one amazing character after another.

Zhou Mengyao's eyes were focused and deep. She was immersed in her own creation, using pen and ink to express her hostility and dissatisfaction towards Chu Yiren.

Zhou Mengyao also wrote a painting of Li Bai's "Song of the Wine" with her brush. Her regular script is elegant, warm and delicate, containing the charm of the Jin and Tang Dynasties, giving people a sense of classical beauty.

Chu Yiren's calligraphy style reveals a sharp aura between the lines, with a hint of murderous decisiveness.

From the two people's different calligraphy styles, we can see that Zhou Mengyao and Chu Yiren have very different personalities.

Although Zhou Mengyao is a female racing driver with a strong competitive spirit, deep down she has the softness and gentleness of a traditional Chinese woman.

Zhou Mengyao's calligraphy works are like a beautiful painting, full of poetry and romance.

As for Chu Yiren's personality, she is born with the arrogance of a wealthy girl, and seems to look down on the whole world.

Chu Yiren's calligraphy style has a sense of gangsterism. Every word is majestic and magnificent, giving a sense of being able to penetrate people's hearts with words and looking down on everything.

When the last word was completed, Zhou Mengyao slightly raised the tip of the pen and gently placed the last stroke.

Zhou Mengyao gently turned her wrist, allowing the final stroke to draw a graceful arc in the air, like a dancing butterfly.

Then, Zhou Mengyao slowly put down the brush in her hand, looked at Chu Yiren provocatively and asked, "How is it?"

Lin Lang hurriedly praised before Chu Yiren, "Mengyao's calligraphy is eye-catching and refreshing. She is really beautiful and her calligraphy is wonderful. She has a unique style that combines the ancient and the new!"

Chu Yiren felt very uncomfortable after hearing this, but she still pretended to be calm and praised reluctantly: "Miss Mengyao's handwriting is like her personality, with both graceful beauty and tenacity. It is really elegant with a hint of freshness!"

Chu Yiren deliberately raised her voice and emphasized the last few words, as if she wanted to express her dissatisfaction and jealousy towards Mengyao.

Zhou Zhongdang couldn't praise his daughter directly, so he could only laugh loudly and said, "My niece's calligraphy and my daughter Mengyao's calligraphy each have their own characteristics. They are really hard to tell apart. Each has its own merits!"

Zhou Zhongdang is a good guy and doesn't offend anyone.

Chu Yiren deliberately looked at Lin Lang and asked in a malicious tone, "Ah Lang, come and see, whose calligraphy is better, mine or Miss Mengyao's?"

"Uh……"

After hearing this, Lin Lang glanced at Zhou Mengyao, and then replied in embarrassment: "This..."

"that……"

"What do you mean?" Lin Lang sucked his teeth.

Chu Yiren said with a wicked smile: "Alang, what's wrong with you? Do you suddenly have a toothache?"

Lin Lang quickly covered his cheek and replied: "Yes! I ate too much chili recently, and my teeth hurt because of internal heat, hehe..."

Zhou Mengyao insisted, "Having a toothache won't affect your grading of my calligraphy and Miss Chu's. Tell me, who's better in calligraphy?"

Lin Lang laughed awkwardly and said, "Mengyao, I am not very knowledgeable and don't know much about calligraphy. How can I be qualified to judge your and Sister Yiren's calligraphy!"

Zhou Mengyao complained: "Don't you know a little bit about everything?"

"The day you became my father's apprentice, you wrote the letter of apprenticeship yourself. You also said at the time that your parents had enrolled you in a calligraphy class when you were five years old. You were a natural calligrapher. Do you still dare to say that you don't understand calligraphy?"

After hearing this, Lin Lang wiped the sweat off his forehead and said sadly, "Mengyao, you have a really good memory. You actually still remember the time when I boasted that I was a calligrapher since I was a child."

Zhou Mengyao raised her beautiful face and pressed, "Tell me quickly, who's better at calligraphy, me or Miss Chu?"