I Am The Omnipotent Prince Charming Chapter 148: The unpleasant Master Yan

　　 After a while, the police car arrived, and after understanding the situation, they took a group of scammers away.

　　 Unsurprisingly, this group of guys is a very skilled fraud group. They have committed several similar cases in various places, and the total amount of fraud is as high as millions.

　　"Master Yan, I was really sorry just now, my old Wang has no eyes to know Taishan..." Boss Wang ran over to thank him with a smile.

　　 "A kind of graffiti that a kindergarten pupil can't match, you can also be regarded as a baby." Yan Xiu joked unceremoniously.

　　"Isn’t this a fascination with calligraphy and painting recently? I don’t know much about painting and calligraphy. I can’t compare to your old art level. I feel very good at everything.” After all, Pharaoh Wang is the old oil in the shopping mall. , Not ashamed, but cheeky to please.

　　"Chairman Yan, I made you laugh. This is my good friend Wang Hai. He always likes arty nouveau riche. Don't be familiar with him."

　　 just recognized Yan Xiu, reminded the man of Old Wang in time, and walked over with a smile.

　　 "Old Mu, you're too much, are you hurting your friends so much!" Wang Hai gave him an angry look.

　　 "Just tell the truth." The man surnamed Mu shrugged.

　　 "Haha..."

　　 Everyone around can't help but burst into laughter.

　　"Master Yan, I have also heard that your calligraphy is extraordinary and holy. It is also a fate for everyone to gather here today. If this is the opportunity, Master Yan will let us know what real calligraphy is? Improve everyone's appreciation. , So as not to encounter this kind of thing again in the future." Someone suddenly proposed.

As soon as 　　 said this, they immediately received unanimous approval from everyone, and they all began to help.

　　 "Stop, stop, don't you guys wear high hats to me, and still be a saint? My Yan Xiu has self-knowledge, and I still can't reach this level." Yan Xiu waved impatiently and interrupted everyone.

　　 "Old Yan, please write something. I haven't seen you write for a long time. It just so happens that my dad's birthday is approaching. You write me a pair of calligraphy and let me take it back and give it to my dad!" Yun Shuyu also smiled and said something.

　　 Yan Xiu glanced at her after hearing this, smiled and nodded: "You little girl said that, I really can't refuse, okay!"

　　 Everyone was pleasantly surprised when they heard this.

　　 Soon, the waiter at the restaurant brought Yan Xiu's pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed them in the pavilion.

　　 Yun Shuyu walked over and skillfully polished the ink for the face.

　　 "Yu girl, are you still practicing calligraphy?" Yan Xiu asked with a smile.

　　 "Now that I am too busy at work, I can't take time to practice this, and I can't calm down." Yun Shuyu answered honestly.

　　 "Hey...it's a pity, you are a good seed. Young people now only have money in their eyes, and they can't see the charm of our country's culture!" Yan Xiu sighed.

　　 "Where is it, someone still likes it, Yan Lao, the ink is polished." Yun Shuyu smiled and said.

　　 Yan Xiu nodded, handed the bamboo fan in his hand to Yun Shuyu, then took a brush from Bijiashan and lightly stained it with ink.

　　After thinking for a while, he moved his gaze to the rice paper, and the whole popularity changed in an instant.

　　 This is the temperament of a true calligraphy master, and people subconsciously ignore the tank top and shorts he is wearing.

　　 There is no luck with closing his eyes, nor a sudden shout. Yan Xiu just calmly draws on the paper, using a brush to draw horizontally and vertically on the paper.

　　Ming is very common, but it attracts everyone's attention, making people feel so fluent, pleasing to the eye, and full of artistic beauty.

　　 Even Su Chen, who hasn't practiced calligraphy much, couldn't help being aroused by interest, and he carefully observed and studied.

　　In my mind, the proficiency of calligraphy skills is also rapidly improving.

　　【Watch the creation of calligraphy master, calligraphy skill proficiency +10】

　　【Watch the creation of calligraphy master, calligraphy skill proficiency +10】

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　　"Okay, when the ink dries, you can take it away."

　　 The last stroke fell, Yan Xiu put down the brush and smiled and said to Yun Shuyu.

　　 "This is the real master, this word is written, no one else."

　　"It’s so good, hey, I want a pair of Master Yan’s calligraphy too!"

　　 "Sure enough, this is the real calligraphy. What the **** was that before!"

　　 "This word is well written on the back of the paper, and the iron is painted with silver hooks. It is really a pleasure to look at it. We will never reach this level in our lifetime."

　　 "Master Yan is too good."

　　"……"

　　The crowd onlookers praised.

　　 "Master Yan, look, can you also write a picture to me, Lao Wang, I will take it back as a family heirloom, and the price will be whatever you want." Wang Haishen smiled and leaned in front of Yan Xiu's eyes, and said with a look of anticipation.

　　 "Fuck off!" Yan Xiu gave him an unceremonious look.

　　 "Don't, I'll pay one million? Two million? You just make a price!" Wang Hai still didn't want to give up.

　　"Lao Wang, don’t go too far. Yan Lao’s calligraphy is not something that money can buy. At an auction on Hong Kong Island not long ago, a pair of Yan Lao’s early calligraphy was sold. The sky-high price of 15 million." The man surnamed Mu said solemnly.

　　 Everyone around heard the words, they were shocked to speak.

　　15 million, many of them don't have that much net worth.

　　 Su Chen was also shocked.

　　Wang Hai can't ask any more, he can get 15 million by gritting his teeth.

　　 But Yan Xiu obviously doesn't value money, otherwise he wouldn't have talked about money at all, so he would give this seemingly familiar beauty a pair of calligraphy.

　　 "Come on, Yu girl~IndoMTL.com~ Today you finally came here, and you just have this opportunity, you also start writing, I will give you some pointers." Yan Xiu said with a smile to Yun Shuyu.

　　The crowd onlookers all looked at Yun Shuyu curiously.

　　 Yan Xiu is a master of calligraphy, and people who can be treated like this, or even pointed by him, must be of good standing.

　　 "Okay, I do have some itchy hands."

　　 Yun Shuyu smiled and nodded, then moved the calligraphy aside on the table, then took a piece of new rice paper and laid it out with a paperweight, then lifted a pen to write.

　　 She obviously has a lot of calligraphy skills. The font is different from Yan Xiu's vigorous and powerful, majestic, but it is beautiful and smooth.

　　 After writing a poem, Yun Shuyu looked at Yan Xiu.

　　 "It's obviously been a long time since I practiced, and I have regressed a lot." Yan Xiu looked at her with disappointment and commented.

　　 "Indeed, I feel a lot rusty, I will take time to practice more in the future." Yun Shuyu smiled and promised.

　　 "It's all to blame for your dad who was in the eye of losing money. He taught you how to do business and wasted a good seedling." Yan Xiu said sternly.

　　 Yun Shuyu smiled without saying a word, looked at Su Chen and said, "Su Chen, would you like to try it too?"

　　 "Me? No, I can't write well." Su Chen was taken aback and waved his hand hurriedly.

　　"Why did you let him write, waste ink and paper, you should practice more, strengthen your wrists, and don't hesitate to write."

　　 Yan Xiu is very straightforward and unsparing.

　　 A few black lines hang down on Su Chen's forehead. This old man is capable, but it is too unpleasant.

　　 "Old Yan, Su Chen is very talented, let him try!" Yun Shuyu begged with a smile.