Rich daughter?It turned out to be a fake celebrity

Chapter 156

Many people in this group knew Qin Xun, but they had never met Qin Xixue.

They all lamented that time is not forgiving.

Qin Xixue also greeted them one by one, and instantly won everyone's favor.

"Hi, my name is Zong Yang."

This young man is Zong Luo's grandson, and he stretched out his hand in anticipation.

Lin Xian could tell what this kid was thinking at a glance, so he went up and held Zong Yang's hand.

"Hi, I'm Xixue's boyfriend, Lin Xian."

After finishing speaking, I tried my best.

Zong Yang's hand was almost broken. Although it hurt, he still held back desperately.

I don't want to make a fool of myself in front of Qin Xixue, I want to make a good impression when I meet for the first time.

Qin Xixue also noticed it, and holding back a smile, she walked up to Lin Xian and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Said forget it, no matter what, give Zong Luo some face.

Lin Xian immediately showed a harmless smile, and then let go.

When Zong Yang saw their affectionate look, he became more motivated, and felt that he had to find
Back to the game.

Others didn't care, after all, they wouldn't interfere with young people's affairs.

"Ziyin, I heard from Xixue that you want to buy the Four Treasures of the Study?" Zong Luo asked.

"Yes, I have nothing to do when I'm free, I just want to play." Lin Xian answered truthfully.

"Have you practiced before?"

"No, it's the first time."

"Then tell me what you want to buy, and I'll help you find it."

"I don't understand either. You have to like it when you look at it, and the quality is better. I plan to practice for a while."

As soon as Lin Xian finished speaking, the others had nothing to do with it, but Zong Yang had a look of disdain in his eyes.

He felt that Lin Xian was just a rookie who didn't know anything, and even said that he wanted to practice calligraphy.

He felt that Lin Xian was just on a whim, and it probably only took two days to play.

Besides, not everyone can learn calligraphy.

The really powerful people have been writing since elementary school students, accumulating over time.

There is no shortcut to go, only time to hone.

"Well, since you are just starting to learn, use the basic ones first, and then use the basic ones after you have practiced."
Use something else. "

Zong Luo also considered calligraphy as a time-consuming thing, and then returned waste paper.

Good things are wasted if they are used now, and they are expensive, so they are completely unnecessary.

"I think it's better to recommend me something better, preferably the most expensive

of. ”

Lin Xian didn't understand, so he could only buy the most expensive one.

But let others think that you are a bit out of line.

"Grandpa Zong, what he means is that he has strict requirements on quality."

Qin Xixue added that she was afraid that others would think that Lin Xian was ignorant.

"Don't worry about this. The quality of many items sold in my store is guaranteed. I'll give you a set."

Zong Luo was not angry at all. At his age, he had seen too much.

"Then thank you, Grandpa Zong."

"You're welcome, you are brother Qin's daughter, you should take care of her."

Qin Xixue also felt that it was enough to try something new, there was no need to be serious.

But Lin Xian can't, others don't know, he doesn't know yet.

I have inherited the essence of the calligraphers of the past dynasties, so I have to find a matching four treasures of the study.

Not for anything else, just for this sense of ritual.

In the same line, he must show the value of all calligraphers.

"I don't think so. If you don't have it here, then I'll look for it elsewhere."

"Big trotter."

Qin Xixue is in a hurry, why are you so stubborn, isn't he doing it for you?

You're doing well, and you're getting better.

"It's okay, I can understand young people, so how much price do you want?"

Zong Luo smiled instead, he thought Lin Xian was very interesting.

"The more expensive the better, of course, it would be even better if there are some treasures handed down from generation to generation." Lin Xian's words made others a little confused.

"Haha. Interesting. I have a writing brush here. It's from the Qing Dynasty. It's priced on the market." No problem, can you take it out and have a look? "

"Yes, but if you want it, you can't just take it with money."

"What else is there?"

Zong Luo smiled and did not continue.

At this time Zong Yang stood up with a mocking face.

"Of course it's your skill and achievement in calligraphy that deserves to be used."

Everyone nodded. That writing brush is not something that can be used casually. Even Zong Luo felt that he was not qualified.

That's why he just smiled, not wanting to be said to be bullying the younger generation.

"Then can we take a look first?" Lin Xian asked.

"Okay, since everyone is here today, let's take a look." Zong Luo is not a stingy person.

Zong Yang walked downstairs with a proud face, just to get the brush.

Soon, he came up, holding a tray in his hand, and there was a carved wooden box on the tray.

At a glance, Bigger came up in an instant.

The tray was placed on a long table in the middle, and everyone immediately surrounded it.

Zong Luo slowly opened the box, revealing the true face of the brush.

"This is He Lianqing?" Qin Xixue said suspiciously.

"I didn't expect you to recognize her too. You are indeed Brother Qin's daughter." Zong Luo boasted.Those present probably didn't know about Lin Xian.

Hubi He Lianqing enjoys the supreme and special status of the royal family. He once glorified the palace and became famous in the capital.

The selection of materials for the brush is the best, and the brush must be selected in a specific wool picking period, with a specific breed, a specific animal age, and a specific part.

Only the harvested hair can guarantee the best quality, just like picking tea buds before tomorrow.

Zihao, in particular, has been called Jingui Zihao since ancient times.

The pen bucket and pen top material are rare and natural products, and the color and texture are pure like jade, Shoushan stone, chicken blood stone, and there are very few of them.

The precious deer mottled bamboo is used as a pole, and some patterns on the pole are like deer skin spots, leopard skin spots, and python skin spots.

Some, like crater mountains, nebula clusters, and tree rings, are naturally generated, and there are no duplicates, so they are scarce and hard to find.

Among them, there are only two kinds of best products, one is the "Mind You Tiandi" pen made of pure brush hair.

Another "iron painting silver hook" pen made of pure Zihao.

The production of these two kinds of pens is extremely fine. After being preserved from the Qing Dynasty to the present, it is especially rare and a treasure.

Lin Xian likes it very much, but it may not be so easy to get it.

As they just said, this kind of thing will only be sold to calligraphers.

Selling it to a rookie who doesn't know anything is really ruining a good thing, he thought so himself.

After everyone was amazed, Zong Yang was about to put away the top quality Zihao.

"Wait a minute, Grandpa Zong, can you sell Zihao to my boyfriend?"

Qin Xixue could tell that Lin Xian liked her, otherwise she would have spoken long ago.

"Others are easy to talk about, but this... I have kept it for half my life, and I can only wait for someone who is destined for it."

Zong Luo insisted on the long-standing principle that this kind of matter cannot be resolved by face.

"Look at this, let me write a few words, Grandpa Zong, can you see if it works?"

"No problem, I knew that brother Qin's daughter would definitely not come empty-handed."

"Then I'll be ugly."

Qin Xixue hasn't written for a long time, she still participated in competitions when she was in high school, after all
It can't be said to be very powerful, it can only be regarded as okay among teenagers.

But knowing this, she still had to fight.

Who made Lin Xian the man she liked.

"Xixue, forget it."

"It's okay, I'm here, it's good to let the senior give me some pointers."

Lin Xian was not afraid that Qin Xixue would make a fool of himself, but felt that it was unnecessary.

Some things can't be forced, otherwise, why didn't he make a move.

He believed that if he made a shot, he would definitely shock the audience, but there was no need to pretend that.

Because everyone present is not at the same level as him, the difference is too much, hitting someone in the face is bullying.

He didn't want to do it, and he didn't bother to do it.

People have their pride, why crush them.

Making enemies everywhere is not his style, so forget it, there must be something better, but I just haven't found it.

"Otherwise, let's have a competition, which is more interesting."

Zong Yang already had Xiao Jiujiu in his heart. When he said this, everyone nodded.

"Okay, the competition between the descendants of Zong Lao and Qin Xun's descendants must be interesting."

"That's right, only by sparring with each other can we make progress, and only then can we make a judgment against each other."

"Since it's a competition, let's have some prizes."

"Hey, it's getting more and more interesting, yes, let's add some color."

Zong Yang likes this effect very much. This is what he wants. Although there is no collusion, no one is human.

Qin Xixue couldn't get off the horse now, so she could only nod her head bit by bit.

Seeing that the atmosphere was soaring, Zong Luo couldn't refuse.

"Okay, you two juniors, add the lottery yourself."

He still has confidence in his grandson. After all, he has won an award in a national competition, so he still has strength.

"Grandpa Zong, if my handwriting can satisfy all the seniors present, then you will sell this Zihao to me."

This is Qin Xixue's only purpose.

"My request is simple, if I win, my grandson wants to invite her to dinner."

Zong Yang's words made everyone stunned, thinking that this kid really had a small plan.

But Zong Luo was not very satisfied. After all, Lin Xian was present, so it was not good to be so blatant.

He frowned, wanting Zong Yang to change his name.

It's just that Zong Yang pretended not to see it and acted like he wanted to go his own way.

Zong Luo had no choice but to look at Qin Xixue.

"Niece, what do you think?"

"no problem."

Qin Xixue didn't want to agree. She disliked Zong Yang's behavior, but there was nothing she could do.

"Okay then, let's start on our own."

Since they were all voluntary, Zong Luo couldn't say anything.

Qin Xixue and Zong Yang went to the desks on both sides. Just now everyone was discussing calligraphy, so there is no need to prepare, as they are all ready-made.

Lin Xian didn't say anything, but just stood behind Qin Xixue.

"Write whatever you want, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Ah."

Nothing could make Qin Xixue more gratified than her man's encouragement.

She seems to have returned to the time when she competed in high school, full of courage.

After thinking about it for a while, he took the pen and wrote four big characters without hesitation.

I want something.

Qin Xixue put down her pen, feeling quite satisfied.

But Lin Xian choked in the back, he could only describe it in four words, it was appalling.

How should I put it, it's like just learning to write, without any rules or any style.

This should have something to do with her not writing for a long time. Calligraphy will break once it stops.

If you want to pick it up again, you can't just talk about it.

I don't know where she got the courage from.

"Big pig's hoof, how is it?"

"Ok, very good."

Qin Xixue was very happy to be affirmed by Lin Xian.

Lin Xian also heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately he did not hesitate and answered very simply so that Qin Xixue would not feel perfunctory.

After all, it's his own cutie, so he must be pampered.

Zong Yang on the opposite side also completed it, and it seems that he has received unanimous praise, and there are constant voices of praise.

At this time, everyone walked towards Qin Xixue, expecting any surprises.

Looking around, everyone's faces turned pale.

What is this writing!
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say, they all looked at Zong Luo.

They were afraid of hurting Qin Xixue, so it was better to leave it to others to be a bad person.

Zong Luo pondered for a while, trying to find these four bright spots.

However, after looking at it for a long time, I really can't see it.

"Grandpa Zong, what do you think?"

Qin Xixue was very guilty, she could see that everyone's expressions were not good.

"It's okay, keep a piece of innocence."

Zong Luo thought for a long time, and could only express his opinion with innocence.

Qin Xixue knew it was over, and knew that her writing was terrible.

Who else can write innocently, except children.

Therefore, the implication is that you are just a child's random drawing, and it has nothing to do with calligraphy.

Others also encouraged a few words, saying that courage is commendable, just go back and practice.Suddenly, there was a discordant voice.

"What innocence? No matter how I look at it, it looks like a pile of shit. It's not calligraphy." This was said by Zong Yang, who freezes the atmosphere suddenly, and is a master of silence.Everyone was dumbfounded, nephew, what are you talking about.

Don't be so straight when you are young, do you understand mellow?

In this way, you can live a few more episodes, otherwise if you put it aside, you will be hiccupped as soon as you appear
The life of fart.

Qin Xixue's face turned livid, harsh words always make people uncomfortable.

She already knew her weight, but there was no need to say it outright.

Didn't your dad teach you manners?
What does it mean to stay on the line afterwards so that we can meet again in the future?

Really are.

"Zong Yang, apologize." Zong Luo was angry.

"Grandpa, only by telling the truth can we improve and see our own shortcomings." Zong Yang was still very stubborn.

"Can you... talk to girls like this?"

"I'm also doing it for her own good. Of course I will be responsible. I can teach her."

Only then did Zong Luo realize that he was waiting here, and he really didn't know whether to call him stupid or smart.

Just when everyone's eyes were focused on their grandparents, there was a tearing sound suddenly.

Yes, that's right, the sound of paper being torn.

When everyone turned their heads to look, they were all stunned.

Lin Xian was at the long desk where Zong Yang was writing, tearing the written words in half, and throwing them on the ground.

Immediately, the words Huahaoyueyuan were divided into two halves.

This is the picture written by Zong Yang, which has been destroyed by Lin Xian now.

"I... you are crazy, what are you doing?"

Zong Yang roared and ran over, picked up the words he wrote on the ground, with a distressed expression on his face.

Everyone didn't understand Lin Xian's behavior either. Some were confused, some were angry, and most of them were eating melons.

Although Qin Xixue didn't understand it very well, she also knew that her man was venting her anger.

(End of this chapter)