After marrying a wealthy vegetative person Chongxi[Transmigration Book]

The news that Jin Miao and the young master of the Fang family were going to compete in calligraphy instantly spread among the guests, and the crowd gradually gathered. Huo Xiaoyun was so angry that he had no choice but to order Yan Bo to take out the most expensive In the four treasures of the study, an open space was cleared in the middle of the hall, which was used as a place for writing calligraphy.

Taking advantage of the gap in preparation, Huo Xiaoyun pulled Jin Miao aside calmly, if it wasn't for the public, he really wanted to yell:

"Are you trying to catch up and think it's not embarrassing enough?"

A single Huo Xinyan is enough to give him a headache, why is Jin Miao joining in the fun!

"Don't worry, Grandpa, there will be no problem."

Guessing his thoughts, Jin Miao calmed down, looked over the crowd, and landed on his "opponent":

Fang Qinan's eldest grandson, Fang Junxue, is tall and tall, and looks about the same age as Jin Miao; he is wearing a royal blue dress, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his fair face, and is standing beside Fang Qinan enthusiastically following Greetings from the elders, with a very pleasing look.

As if aware of the eyes looking at him from a distance, Fang Junxue turned his head, met Jin Miao's eyes, and then showed him a pitiful expression.

Jin Miao: ...

"To put it nicely, what responsibility can you take?"

Seeing that he didn't care at all, Huo Xiaoyun felt that he was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage, so he couldn't choose what to say:

"The Huo family is not the kind of low-end small businessman, reputation is very important."

Before Jin Miao could refute, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind the two of them, jokingly said:

"It's easy to have a stroke when you're so excited at such a young age. When calling others to celebrate, grandpa didn't care whether they were in the top class or not."

With one hand hanging loosely on Luo Bin's shoulder, Huo Xinyan hooked his white suit jacket with the other, unbuttoned two or three buttons of his shirt, and said with a playful smile:

"Since sister-in-law thinks it's okay, if grandpa is worried, he can go to the side for a rest first, and it's clear what's out of sight."

"you this……"

Fortunately, Luo Bin reacted quickly and pressed down on the crutches. Huo Xiaoyun, who was blown beard and stared with anger, was afraid that he would beat someone on the spot. After a while, he gave Jin Miao a hard look:

"Wait for me!"

"Thank you, uncle."

Watching Luo Bin, who came to the rescue, hand over Huo Xiaoyun to Bo Yan's care, Jin Miao smiled wryly and shook his head, turned to Huo Xinyan who was standing aside, and thanked him calmly:

"Don't worry about mine."

"You think too much, I came here specially to see the excitement."

After receiving a glass of champagne from the waitress, Huo Xinyan did not forget to blow her a kiss, which made the little girl blush and run away, so he replied unhurriedly:

"No matter what the result is, you can make the old man very angry. You are really a genius."

Jin Miao: Are you really grandparents?

"Where did Lao Huo go? When did it start?"

Fang Qinan, who had been peeking at a few people, saw that something was wrong, and thought that Huo Xiaoyun was going to pretend nothing happened, so he immediately pulled the three ladies around him to come forward:

"I have already found the judges. These three are professors of Chinese studies. I am looking forward to this competition."

On the surface, the three were the wives of several group managers, but they were in a circle with the teacher who taught Fang Jun calligraphy in private. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that they wanted to stand up for their nephew.

Huo Xiaoyun is not here, Huo Xinyan is the host, so he answered first:

"Grandpa has something urgent to deal with, and he'll be back later, it's okay. But don't worry, Uncle Fang, our Huo family has the nerve to let all the distinguished guests wait, please ask the three teachers to come up with questions."

Calmly walking to the arranged case, Jin Miao glanced at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the case, and nodded slightly:

Compared with the one used by his family when he was young, it is a bit worse, but it should be okay.

"Don't worry, I will show mercy."

When passing behind Jin Miao, Fang Junxue said something in a voice that only the two of them could hear, but the determined smile on his mouth revealed his thoughts.

The two stood in front of the case, and the oldest of the three "judges" raised his hand to signal the silence in the venue, and asked in a deep voice:

"Then, let's use the "Book of Commandments" that everyone is familiar with. The font is not limited. What do you two think?"

Fang Junxue replied indifferently: "I have no problem."

Jin Miao also nodded: "I can."

"Then, start now."

After a while, both of them finished writing. The three teachers first came to Fang Junxue. After seeing his handwriting, two of them held up his work and displayed it. The oldest one announced with confidence:

"Everyone, please look, it's free and easy, and it's done in one go. It's worthy of being a famous teacher and a great apprentice!"

"The teacher has given a prize."

The words of praise have made my ears callous since I was a child. Fang Junxue raised his head and chest, and did not forget to humbly reply:

"There are still many shortcomings."

"I didn't expect Xiao Fang to be young and open-minded, and he would definitely accomplish a lot in the future. Then, let's take a look at Mr. Jin."

As soon as the teacher finished speaking, the spectators immediately became energetic: the highlight!

The three of them walked slowly to Jinmiao's case. They had already discussed that they had to save some face for the Huo family, so the firepower should be concentrated on Jinmiao so as not to offend Mr. Huo.

"Mr. Jin chose regular script. Regular script is characterized by dignity, majesty, solemnity and elegance..."

Halfway through the conversation, the oldest teacher couldn't help but gasped. If she hadn't watched Jin Miao write with her own eyes, she would have killed him for cheating:

How can it be? !

Jin Miao was full of "sincerity" and said: "I also ask the teacher to give me some advice, I am very grateful."

Since he was four years old, his eldest brother has personally supervised him, and practiced calligraphy for two hours a day with sandbags tied to his arms, without interruption for more than ten years.

Seeing Fang Junxue's nonsense, Jin Miao had some expectations in vain, thinking that he would meet his opponent; when he saw the opponent's copybook clearly, he felt a little ashamed:

In the modern language he had just learned, he was clearly "beating up the children."

"Crack."

The shutter sound was particularly prominent in the quiet hall. Huo Xinyan, who came out of nowhere, put away the phone with a smile, took a step back, and said in a voice that everyone could just hear:

"I'm sorry to disturb the teacher's comments, please continue. I just took pictures of Fang Dashao and my sister-in-law's calligraphy, and I plan to post them on social platforms. Good things need to be seen by more people, and I will also attach the three's high opinions. "

"I think the works of the two of them have their own merits, and there is no need to distinguish between high and low."

Originally, I wanted to pick out a few non-existent shortcomings to fool them, but the teacher in charge never expected that the Huo family would come up with this trick. There is nothing to care about on the Internet, but in case someone who is knowledgeable sees it...

In the end, neither the Fang family nor the Huo family can afford to offend them. If Jin Miao and Fang Jun have a lot of difference in education, that's all. In the current situation, they might have to lose their reputation in the industry, so it's not worth thinking about it.

"Teacher Mo is right. Calligraphy is an art of expressing emotions and should not be reduced to a tool for showing off."

The other two teachers also had subtle expressions, grabbed the steps and hurried down, and couldn't help echoing:

"And they chose different fonts, so there is no comparison."

Not understanding why the sudden sudden change in popularity, Fang Qinan became anxious, and suggested without giving up:

"Then why don't they write it again with the same font?"

The three retorted almost in unison: "Not suitable!"

What a joke, if you choose the same font, wouldn’t Fang Junxue’s disadvantages be more exposed? !

It's a pity that Fang Junxue was stunned because he didn't understand the "hard work" of his predecessors, so he wanted to yell loudly:

"He wrote the regular script that even beginners can write, and what I wrote is the most difficult and the essence!"

"Mr. Fang, you want me to write a cursive script too?"

It was the first time Jin Miao had heard of such a ridiculous reason, and asked:

"I don't mind if I write it again, or a hundred times. It's just, when will there be a distinction between high and low fonts?"

When he said this, Jin Miao was like an unsheathed sword, looking sharply at Fang Junxue:

"Book of Commandments to Sons" is a family letter written by Zhuge Liang, the Prime Minister of the Shu Han Dynasty in the Three Kingdoms, to his son. It clarifies the life philosophy of self-cultivation and determination. It is indeed a masterpiece in ancient family mottos. I think it matches the temperament of the article, so I dare to ask why you choose cursive script?"

"I……"

What kind of essay temperament, just write a few broken characters, Fang Junxue blushed, and couldn't think of a word for a long time.

"It's just a small joke of the younger generation, and everyone treats it as a sideshow."

Huo Xiaoyun, who had recovered his breath, calmly watched the whole process upstairs, walked to the center of the hall on crutches, and smoothed things over:

"Uncle Yan, let someone frame the copybooks of the two children, it's a hard work for the three teachers."

Although Fang Qinan and Fang Junxue were angry all night, they were persuaded by the teacher later, and the banquet ended without incident.

Two days later, Jin Miao quickly put the matter behind her, but was called to the study by Huo Xiaoyun after dinner, and asked with a straight face:

"Who did you learn calligraphy from?"

Huo Xiaoyun is not a fool after having been in the mall for many years, just by looking at the expressions of the three teachers, he knew something was wrong.

When he asked Yan Bo to frame the copybooks, he also took pictures of the works of the two, concealed the source, and asked people to secretly ask professors who had no mutual interests with Fang and Huo to evaluate them. The result surprised him.

More than a dozen calligraphy professors from all over the world have surprisingly unanimous opinions:

Jin Miao's handwriting is strong, powerful, picturesque, and has the spirit of gold and stone, which cannot be achieved without years of hard work; while Fang Junxue's strength is insufficient, the interior is empty, and there is an embroidered pillow.

Several teachers even made it clear that no matter who the author is, they all hope to get the guidance of an "expert".

"I figured it out myself."

Since getting along with each other for several days, Jin Miao's perception of Huo Xiaoyun has gradually declined. At this time, he is also holding his breath, and don't start by answering proudly:

"My family is just a small business that is not well-known. How can I hire a famous teacher?"

At the same time, Huo Xinhong was in the room, flipping through the survey submitted by Luo Bin page by page, his face was more serious than usual, and the air around him seemed to be freezing:

"Have you verified all the sources?"

Luo Bin was not at all surprised by his question: "Yes."

When Luo Bin found out that Jin Miao was thrown in the countryside when he was a child, raised and raised, and did all kinds of bad things, he was no less shocked than Huo Xinhong.

Even if he was taken back to the city after high school, he was still a troubled boy, and was transferred to another school because of fighting many times.After finally getting into the university, he was demerited by the school for cheating, almost expelled from school, etc...

Even if the Jin family is involved in it, I am afraid that with his character, he will be imprisoned sooner or later.

"Continue to check."

After closing the document, Huo Xinhong lowered his face, folded his hands on his knees, and said firmly:

"unusual."

The night before last, when Jin Miao was writing calligraphy in the hall, Huo Xinhong kept staring at his "husband" through the camera in the hall:

That person was holding a pen with one hand, concentrated on his appearance, and his demeanor was easy to deal with. There could never be any half-falseness, there must be something hidden in it.

"Understood, Cheng Yu and I think so too, and are continuing our private investigation."

After receiving the information handed back by Huo Xinhong, Luo Bin turned around and took out an exquisite gift box, which contained two bottles of black and white couple perfume:

"This is something you asked him to help buy yesterday, do you think it's okay?"

"very good."

Cheng Yu is Huo Xinhong's confidant in Huo's, and this time he is responsible for secretly observing the company's movements. Huo Xinhong can rest assured that he will handle things.

It was the first time I saw Huo Xinhong put a lot of effort into these things. When Luo Bin heard it for the first time, he thought the sun was coming out of the west. He was afraid of bad things, so he asked:

"What reason should I give to Mr. Jin?"

After contemplating for a moment, Huo Xinhong said slowly, "You said that..."

However, at lunch time the next day, before Luo Bin had time to convey Huo Xinhong's thoughts, Yan Bo hurried into the room from outside and walked to Jin Miao at the table, with a serious expression on his face:

"Master Miao, a couple surnamed Zhong came to you, claiming to be your godfather and godmother."

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The next chapter slowly reveals the life experience of the original owner_(:з」∠)_

Huo Xinhong: The first step in gaining a sense of presence in front of his wife—follow what he likes

Jin Miao: Meow meow?

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Su Wangchuan;

A Ruoxie

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!