Cai Lun sneered repeatedly and took away the paper fan in his hand. Since he had made some boring things in front of Zhou Ruo, he would regain his face in front of Zhao Ji.

He walked to the tea case, took a breath, and said, "Since my husband wants to give advice, then Cai will be disrespectful."

As he said that, he started to pinch his pen and didn't look at the book stickers on the wall. After pondering for a while, he rolled up his sleeves and exposed his forearm to start running.

Of course he would not imitate the fonts in the book post. In his opinion, only his grandfather's calligraphy is the best in the world.

In fact, his grandfather Cai Jing was indeed the most powerful calligrapher in the contemporary era. When people talked about Cai Jing's calligraphy, they often used words "the best" and "no one is right". Even the arrogant calligrapher Mi Fu once said that his calligraphy was not as good as Cai Jing. It is said that once Cai Jing chatted with Mi Fu, Cai Jing asked Mi Fu: "Who is the best calligraphy today?" Mi Fu replied: "From Liu Gongquan in the late Tang Dynasty, you have to be considered as you and your younger brother Cai Bian." Cai Jing asked: "What's the second?" Mi Fu said: "Of course it's me."

Cai Lun was influenced by his father and grandfather's supervision and practiced hard since childhood, and this running script was even among the famous masters. With a rough pen, many people were amazed. This young man really had the capital of arrogantness. Just looking at the layout, you can see that this person is indeed a bit arrogant and extraordinary.

Cai Lun used Cai Jing style. After writing, she was handsome and cheerful. When she wrote the first word, someone couldn't help but sigh; Zhao Ji, who was beside her, couldn't help but be amazed. She looked at Cai Lun and thought to herself: "I didn't expect that this crazy student was really powerful, but she was exactly the same as the running script style of Grandmaster Cai, could it be..."

He suddenly remembered Cai Fuchang, who had retired and sighed in his heart. After Fuchang retired, no one had discussed running scripts with him again. It was really regretful.

Shen Ao still smiled. Of course, this smile was not initiated by Cai Lun. Cai Lun's calligraphy was also imitated, but the strange husband imitated his own font, while Cai Lun just imitated Cai Jing. It was the first time that his husband imitated Zhao style, so he was naturally a little unfamiliar and had many loopholes. Since he was a toddler, Cai Lun has been following his father and grandfather as an example. There are not tens of thousands or thousands of fonts imitated Cai Jing, so he is so familiar. Whether it is the layout, he has been deeply imitating Cai Jing's style, so there are fewer loopholes.

Shen Ao's smile was because of the cute little cousin around her. There was a circle of people around her. The little cousin stood beside her and had a cleanliness obsession. The men around her were only a few inches away from her. She had a cleanliness obsession. She had a frown and couldn't help but lean towards Shen Ao. Shen Ao was very tactful, haha, and he cherished each other with his cousin, and the two of them were almost stuck together.

Feeling her breathing and smelling the faint body fragrance on her body, there are not many opportunities, it's so good.

"I see you, please come to you a few more stinky men!" Shen Ao looked at Fangliang and prayed silently.

Zhou Ruo frowned. It was the first time she had encountered such a situation. She was surrounded by people, dirty and smelly. There were also several husbands and scholars. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, they actually squeezed towards her. She was so scared that she almost became soft and her body almost softened. She had to seek protection from her cousin.

She secretly glanced at her cousin, a little shy, but Shen Ao's expression was very solemn. Her eyes were focused on Cai Lun's writing, and she looked very serious, so her body couldn't help but move towards Shen Ao again.

She didn't know that Chen Ao was so happy that the reason why she showed her appearance of being attracted by Cai Lun's running script was just to drive away her cousin's embarrassment; if Zhou Ruo knew Chen Ao's thoughts, he would be embarrassed at this moment.

Cai Lun made his last stroke and finally straightened his waist. When many people looked at it, they saw that the brushwork used in running script was very innovative and had a healthy body. He used the brushwork to sprinkle natural but not indulgent elegant style. In terms of character formation, the strokes of each character were different and came from nature. The beginning and the strokes were echoed, creating a diverse and unified font; in terms of line layout, every word and line was carefully arranged, so that the front and back echo were achieved through looking left and right, and the spirit was achieved.

"Good words!" Someone couldn't help but shout.

Even Zhao Ji couldn't help but admire him, thinking to himself: "This person is quite seventy-six-part in his charm. In time, I'm afraid he is also a master of running script."

Cai Lun smiled coldly, looked at Zhou Ruo first, then went to Zhao Ji, and said, "My husband thinks what's my handwriting?"

"It's good, it's quite like Grand Master Cai!" Zhao Ji's answer was pertinent. With his eyesight, he also saw Cai Lun's mistakes.

Cai Lun sneered: "Although it's okay, I'm afraid I'm more smart than my husband. When my husband goes back and practices, maybe I can ask me for advice."

These words were naked sarcasm. Zhao Ji's face was not good-looking. He had a little affection for Cai Lun and disappeared in an instant. He said coldly: "You are too presumptuous!"

Cai Lun smiled and said, "So what if you are arrogant? Could it be that my husband is not convinced?"

This sentence was very serious for Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji's face was pale, and Yang Jian behind him was immediately furious. However, these two people were in a contempt and could not do anything to Cai Lun for the time being, especially Zhao Ji. He had never encountered such a situation and could not speak in a daze.

Cai Lun no longer paid attention to Zhao Ji, but turned to look at Zhou Ruo in a casual manner. Zhou Ruo was almost close to Chen Ao. These two people were handsome and the other was beautiful, and they couldn't help but remind people of being born with a pair.

Cai Lun snorted coldly in his heart, and smiled at Zhou Ruoyin and said, "Ms. Zhou thought how was Xiaosheng's running script?"

Zhou Ruo looked cold and refused to answer him.

Cai Lun was even more angry. As Mr. Cai, who dared to give up his face? So what about Duke Qi's legitimate daughter? When the Cai family was in its prime, not to mention Duke, even the prince of the current dynasty would not dare to treat him like this.

He was silent for a moment, feeling quite embarrassed, and looked at Chen Ao again, and became even more angry. With a smile, he said to Chen Ao: "Where is Brother Chen, according to Brother Chen, can Cai's running script be your eyes?"

This sentence is very polite, but the provocative meaning in the words is very strong. Cai Lun was jealous of Chen Ao, and with the former Liangzi, I want to find it back at one time today.

"This is what you came to your door." Chen Ao said in his heart, with a harmonious smile on his face, and said, "Young Master Cai is indeed a clever, this running script is good, but..." He stretched out his voice and said slowly, "But he can't get into the elegant hall."

Since the Cai person's face was stretched out, Chen Ao didn't mind slapping him down and hitting the gun, there was no reason not to step on him to death.

Chen Ao held his hands and glanced at him arrogantly: "Brother Cai's hand looks very like the style of an old thief Cai Jing, but it's far-fetched, but it's far-fetched."

The old thief Cai Jing said, "It's like holding Cai Lun's face down, arched his left and right, and inciting his mission."

Cai Lun's face changed, and he was full of murderous intent, but he forced himself to hold back his anger and pursed his lips and said nothing.

Chen Ao was not afraid of revenge for those surnamed Cai. In fact, from the beginning, he was destined to become enemies with those surnamed Cai. Don’t forget that he had become a disciple of Chen Ji. Who is Chen Ji? He is irreconcilable with Cai Jing. Even if Chen Ao goes to please those surnamed Cai, he will be against those surnamed Cai one day.

Since that's the case, Chen Ao didn't mind calling out an old thief. Anyway, he had offended him, so he simply drew a clear line and slapped Cai Lun in the face. At this moment, Chen Ao was not fighting alone, he was not alone. At this moment, Chen Ji's soul was already attached to Chen Ao, and Chen Ao's face seemed to be enough for Chen Ji.

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Chapter completed!