Monster-killing God: One trillion at the beginning

Du Wenshu had just thought so when he saw Liu Mu move.

Liu Mu dipped the brush in ink and began to write on the rice paper.

And at the moment Liu Mu put pen to paper, Du Wenshu's pupils contracted.

“Fuck!”

Some of the students who were watching exclaimed in surprise.

Du Wenshu quickly glared at the crowd to prevent them from disturbing Liu Mu.

Seeing this, everyone shut their mouths, but their eyes were full of shock.

"alright."

In less than a minute, Liu Mu finished writing.

Putting down the brush, Liu Mu looked at his work with satisfaction.

All I saw were the words "awesome" written on the rice paper.

Although the meaning of the word is vulgar, the character is not vulgar at all.

Liu Mu writes in cursive script.

The font is simple.

It may not be as beautiful as other fonts, but it is wild and unrestrained.

"Amazing, really amazing."

Du Wenshu lay on the table, carefully watching Liu Mu's work.

Although he is also a master calligrapher, he is not good at cursive writing.

However, this did not affect the shock that Liu Mu's works brought to him.

"The lines are smooth and natural, the curves are well-proportioned, and the strokes are strong and continuous."

"Good, good handwriting."

Du Wenshu's old face flushed with excitement as he said, "This work can be called a masterpiece."

"What!"

As soon as Du Wenshu finished speaking, everyone was instantly excited.

"A masterpiece by a master. Doesn't that mean that this person is also a master calligrapher like Mr. Du?"

"Are you kidding me? Is there such a young calligraphy master in Long Country?"

"I just thought this guy was awesome, but I didn't expect he was so awesome!"

"I'm numb, this guy is a monster!"

…

"Anya, Xiaomu is a calligraphy master?"

Hearing the exclamations of the crowd, Lin Yanran was also shocked.

She doesn't understand calligraphy, but she knows what a calligraphy master represents.

In Longguo, as long as one can reach the master level in any skill, he will be a leading figure in the corresponding circle.

When she browses her phone, she sometimes sees music masters, painting masters, Go masters...

Without exception, the masters she met were all very old.

And how old is Liu Mu?

In his early twenties, his attainments in calligraphy had already reached the master level.

This made her feel very dreamy.

"Since Elder Du has said so, then it should be so."

Anya turned her eyes away from Liu Mu's work and felt the same way.

She has a certain foundation in calligraphy.

Therefore, compared to Lin Yanran, the shock in her heart was even stronger.

Look at Liu Mu.

Liu Mu seemed very calm in the face of Du Wenshu's praise.

His eyes were full of confidence from beginning to end.

This man!

As Anya watched, her heartbeat began to speed up.

She thought Liu Mu was bragging, but it turned out that Liu Mu was not bragging at all, he was really awesome.

Worth tens of billions.

The background is mysterious.

Master of calligraphy.

Anya's eyes gradually became dazed.

Liu Mu is the best person she has ever met, no doubt about it.

[Anya's favorability +30. ]

The system prompt sounded.

Liu Mu subconsciously looked at Anya.

The two looked at each other, and Anya quickly looked away, her pretty face flushed.

"What's your name, young man?"

Du Wenshu looked at Liu Mu with an extremely fiery gaze.

He has lived for so long and has seen many young people with talent in calligraphy, but no one can compare with Liu Mu.

He couldn't even imagine how high Liu Mu's attainments in calligraphy would rise if he were given more time.

Master of calligraphy?

Du Wenshu's breathing became rapid.

Once Liu Mu can become a master of calligraphy, he will be a figure that will be recorded in history books.

"Liu Mu."

Liu Mu still has a good impression of Du Wenshu.

At least the other party did not take advantage of his seniority and commented on his work in a fair and just manner.

"Liu Mu, are you interested in joining the Calligraphy Association?"

Du Wenshu said with a serious look in his eyes, "Your calligraphy skills are not inferior to mine at all. If you are willing, I can recommend you to become a senior member of the association."

There are three levels in Dragon Country's various skill-related associations: president, vice president, and members.

The members are divided into primary, intermediate and senior levels.

"Not interested."

Liu Mu smiled and said, "You said my calligraphy skills are not inferior to yours. Do you think I am worthy of the status of a senior member?"

Liu Mu is telling the truth.

Given his calligraphy level, he really doesn't deserve to be a member.

You should know that the master-level calligraphy rewarded by the system includes various fonts.

In other words, whether it is cursive script, regular script, running script, or Slender Gold script, Liu Mu is a master.

"Why, you don't like the senior members, do you want to be the vice president?"

Du Guangliang couldn't help but speak.

"Bright, don't be rude."

Du Wenshu glared at Du Guangliang and frowned, "With my authority, I can only recommend you to become a senior member. If you want to become the vice president, you must be personally assessed by the president."

"Grandpa, why did you explain so much to him?"

Du Guangliang said, "Even if his calligraphy skills have really reached the master level, his works are not well-known, so he is not qualified to be the vice president at all."

"And I think his handwriting is just like that."

Du Guangliang looked at the desk and said, "Although cursive script is one of the five major mainstream scripts, not everyone can appreciate it because the strokes are too sloppy."

"Guangliang, I'll say it again, don't be rude."

Du Wenshu's voice deepened a bit as he said, "Really good works cannot be measured by money. Whether it is cursive script or other fonts, they are all a kind of art that reflects our country's culture. You can't look at it with tinted glasses."

"Why not say you're my grandson?"

Liu Mu looked at Du Guangliang and said, "Culture and art have another characteristic, which is inheritance. Good culture and art can be remembered and passed down from generation to generation. But if you die, you will be forgotten for a few generations at most."

Hahaha!

As soon as Liu Mu finished speaking, some people couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Your boyfriend is awesome."

Anya whispered in Lin Yanran's ear, "You can curse people without using any dirty words."

"Is this guy sick? Why is he targeting Xiaomu?"

Lin Yanran frowned.

"Why else? Jealousy."

Anya said, "This man is Mr. Du's grandson, but Mr. Du praised your boyfriend to the sky. He must be feeling uncomfortable."

"Then he is too stingy."

"Very funny, isn't it?"

Du Guangliang glared at the crowd.

"Why, you're not allowed to laugh, right?"

A middle-aged man in the crowd said, "You are such a grown man, but you are so petty."

"We can laugh if we want to, it's none of your business."

"Mr. Du, your grandson is no good. He is too stingy. It's obvious that he will never achieve anything great."

…

"you."

Du Guangliang was so angry after being scolded by everyone.

"That's enough. Stop embarrassing me."

Du Wenshu said expressionlessly, "They are right. You are a grown man, but you are so narrow-minded. You are destined to achieve nothing great. When you return, I will hand over the company to your sister. You should reflect on this for a while."

"I see!"

Du Guangliang clenched his hands and looked very ugly.

But no matter how unwilling he was in his heart, he had to endure it in front of Du Wenshu.

"Liu Mu, please leave me your contact information."

Du Wenshu looked at Liu Mu and said, "Wait until I contact the president and see what he says. I will give you an answer then."

"Mr. Du, I'm actually not interested in joining the Calligraphy Association."

Liu Mu smiled and said, "I am a businessman. Compared with calligraphy, making money is my hobby."

"Don't waste your talent."

Hearing Liu Mu say that making money is his hobby, Du Wenshu said with a serious expression, "Money, it's enough to make enough, but calligraphy is different. With your talent, you may become a calligraphy master in the future, which means that you will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Wang Xizhi, Yan Zhenqing and others."

"You think highly of me, old lady."

Liu Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Although there is only one step between a master and a grandmaster, looking at history, there may not be one person who can take this step in hundreds of years."

Although Liu Mu said this, it is actually not difficult for him to become a master of calligraphy.

After all, he has a system of cheats.

Who knows, he might get lucky one day and come up with master-level calligraphy.

"You are still young, there is always hope."

Du Wenshu said with anticipation.

"Mr. Du, let me give you a piece of calligraphy."

Liu Mu picked up the brush again and wrote on the new rice paper.

“This is, running script!”

Du Wenshu stared at the brush in Liu Mu's hand.

As the brush moves across the rice paper, extremely smooth characters appear on the paper.

“Master-level, master-level running script.”

Du Wenshu's breathing became rapid and he looked at Liu Mu as if he was a monster.

However, the next second, Liu Mu changed the font.

“Regular script!”

Du Wenshu's pupils contracted and he swallowed.

…

A few minutes later.

The whole classroom was silent.

Liu Mu put down the brush and looked at his work with satisfaction.

All I saw on the rice paper were ancient poems written in different fonts.

Including but not limited to Song style, Lishu, Slender Gold style, Seal script, Yan style, Liu style, Zhao style, and Ou style.