The real boss is the pet of the wealthy small group

With Lin Senshu announcing that he will enter the link of "Giving Gifts with a Brush", the atmosphere on the scene became obviously heated.

Lin Siyao suppressed her excitement, and glanced at Meng Bao again.

Meng Bao was holding hands with Li Xiaomeng, the friend she made in kindergarten, and whispering.

[System, are you sure Meng Bao won't participate? 】

Lin Siyao asked again worriedly.

[No, no, no. 】

The system felt that its own host had a high probability of success in today's affairs, so the tone was naturally very considerate.

[I checked the data last night, Meng Bao can't even write calligraphy, haha. 】

Upon hearing this, Lin Siyao smiled.

That's fine, as long as Meng Bao doesn't disturb the situation, she will be full of confidence.

【Oh, by the way, Li Xiaomeng, Mengbao's friend, has been practicing, and she seems to really like Liang Yan, and she is also copying Liang Yan's copybook. 】

Lin Siyao raised her eyebrows: 【How is she writing? 】

If this Li Xiaomeng could write vividly like himself, then it would be a little troublesome.

The system said: [Don't worry, although she has been learning calligraphy since she was very young, she practiced it for at least an hour every day, but she is only learning five forms. 】

Lin Siyao smiled contemptuously.

It's only fifty percent. If converted into an exam, it's fifty percent, but it's a failure.

Don't worry, don't worry, I will be invincible for a while!

The smile on Lin Siyao's mouth was still there, and she saw Meng Bao and Li Xiaomeng holding hands and walking forward.

In front, the staff moved many desks and tables with pens, inks, papers and inkstones for calligraphy.

Since it was to celebrate Lin Senshu's birthday, the paper was replaced with white rice paper in festive colors such as gold and red.

The table can be raised and lowered, regardless of age or height, it can fit perfectly after adjustment.

[Why did Meng Bao pass? ] Lin Siyao felt very suspicious.

For some reason, I panicked inexplicably.

The system was also a little surprised, it paused for a while, and then said: [Maybe I went to cheer for that Li Xiaomeng? 】

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Bao stood still in front of the small table next to Li Xiaomeng as if he wanted to slap it in the face on purpose. Immediately, a staff member stepped forward to help her adjust the height of the table.

Lin Siyao's smile froze completely.

After repeated battles and defeats, when she saw Meng Bao participating, she felt scalp numbness, chest tightness and shortness of breath, and couldn't control it at all.

Lin Siyao asked the system a little unhappy: [What's going on? 】

The system made a bitter face: [I checked again just now, last night Lin Senshu temporarily asked Meng Bao if he wanted to write calligraphy to celebrate his birthday...]

Then, Meng Bao told her grandfather Lin Senshu very honestly that she would like to, but she wouldn't.

Lin Senshu pretended to be serious and said to Meng Bao: "If you don't know it, then learn, you still have one night."

After finishing speaking, he dropped the calligraphy introductory booklet and walked away.

After a while, a servant brought a set of calligraphy practice tools.

Meng Bao blinked his eyes, aroused his thirst for knowledge, and really took the booklet to study, and then tried to write calligraphy.

As I write, I can't stop.

But because the children had to go to bed early, Meng Bao only practiced for two hours at most.

The system knew it was wrong, and weakly added: [This can't be my fault, I only calculated the data at dusk.Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for Lin Senshu to make such a move.However, after only two hours of practice, what kind of storm can be caused.Right? 】

Lin Siyao thought it made sense.

Now that I'm making a little talk about Meng Bao's discoloration, it's not good.

Meng Bao is just a little kid with a halo!

She, Lin Siyao, is a character who has traveled in dozens of worlds!

"Yaoyao, hurry up, Yaoyao, hurry up."

At this time, Lin Ya beside her urged her eagerly.

Lin Siyao took two deep breaths, and walked to a desk. The staff adjusted the height of the desk for her in time.

When the children were ready, Lin Senshu said concisely, "Let's begin."

Immediately, the children stood up straight and started writing with their immature hands holding the brushes.

One by one with childlike faces, concentrate on writing calligraphy, the voice is like fat white silkworms nibbling on mulberry leaves.

With a touch of cuteness and elegance.

It also highlights the quietness of the scene at the moment.

The works written by the children are either drawn with iron and silver hooks, or drawn with dragons and snakes, or phoenixes soaring... just like a hundred flowers blooming, competing for beauty, each with its own characteristics.

These good performances are the result of careful nurturing by parents.

The parents may be utilitarian, but Lin Senshu could tell that many children at the scene were really obsessed with calligraphy.

For example, the little girl next door to Meng Bao can tell that her handwriting has the meaning of paying tribute to Liang Yan, and when the brush is in her hand, it is like her soldiers, obediently attacking the city and conquering territory for her.

A small child seems to have the aura of commanding thousands of horses when he writes, which is really good.

There are also some children who can see that their skills are extremely solid, which is definitely the result of hard training day after day.

Lin Senshu was quite pleased.

Although he is proud, he really loves calligraphy.

Seeing such a national quintessence of art has successors, I feel quite relieved.

He has lived to this age, and he has never seen anything good, but today all these children are celebrating his birthday, which is the most precious gift he has ever received.

"Thank you kids."

Lin Senshu's tone softened a lot: "The old man will appreciate it when he goes back. If there is a destiny, we will see you again."

When he said this, it meant that he would not announce the results on the spot.

Everyone's hearts that were hanging in their hearts couldn't help but let go, and they were inevitably a little disappointed.

But it's more about expectation, hoping that his own child will be in Mr. Lin's eyes.

When Lin Siyao left the venue, she made a detour to glance at Meng Bao's and Li Xiaomeng's works.

After reading it, my originally tense heart was completely relaxed, and the smiles couldn't stop pouring out.

The system really didn't talk nonsense, what Li Xiaomeng wrote was only a [-]% imitation.

As for Lemon Bao, that's where it goes.That character is tender, let alone comparing with myself, it is estimated that it can only be ranked last on the scene.

It seems that this time it is really stable!

After so many times, Lin Siyao was so excited that he was finally going to win Lemon Treasure.

Lin Senshu looked over from a distance, expressionless, but his gaze turned cold.

I heard that this is his eldest granddaughter Lin Siyao.

He doesn't like this kid.

When I write, I have no emotion or awe, not to mention, when I leave, I still look around with mischievous eyes, happy in appearance, and not at all generous.

Lin Siyao didn't know that Lin Senshu had a bad impression of her, so she thought she was sure of everything, and she walked with a high-spirited look.

When she got home, she was eagerly looking forward to the results coming out soon.

Lin Senshu's movements were really fast, and he had a choice the next day.

【Host, Lin Senshu has chosen his apprentice...】

The system's voice sounded a little flustered and shocked.

Lin Siyao's heart skipped a beat: 【Speak quickly! 】