Chapter 82

"It's none of your business that I gave you my birthday gift?" Xiao Yifeng glanced at Wang Haoran displeased.

"We are still students, so don't engage in these formalisms. Qin Yunhan and I came here empty-handed, but now you are giving gifts. Isn't this deliberately embarrassing us?" Wang Haoran said.

"That's right, it's normal for Zhaozhao to bring gifts from his own granddaughter, and you're not the grandson of Grandpa Mu, so why bother doing this?" Qin Yunhan also echoed.

As a student, I don't have much financial ability, even if I prepare a gift, I still use my parents' money to buy it, which is completely meaningless and dishonest.

Hearing the eldest lady speak, Xiao Yifeng was in a dilemma for a while.

If it was just Wang Haoran's opinion, Xiao Yifeng could not take it seriously, but the eldest lady also got involved, which made Xiao Yifeng embarrassed.

If he insisted on giving the gift to Mu Cong, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the eldest lady?

"Little friend, I appreciate your kindness. I am already very happy that you think highly of me, an old man. Take the gift back." Mu Cong smoothed things over.

"Then... that's fine." Xiao Yifeng felt aggrieved and had no choice but to take back the gift.

The reason why he wanted to give Mu Cong a birthday present was mainly to win the favor of the eldest lady and Mu Zhaozhao.

Insisting on giving presents now will only make the young lady even angrier.

[Ding, the host prevents the protagonist Xiao Yifeng from pretending to be a villain, and gets 200 villain points, Xiao Yifeng's protagonist halo -10, and the host villain's halo +10! 】

Wang Haoran received a wave of rewards as he wished.

At this time.

Qin came over with a smile, congratulated Mu Cong and offered a birthday present.

Mu Cong hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and greeted him for a long time.

Due to the relationship between Qin Yunhan and Mu Zhaozhao, the two families have close contacts, and the relationship between Qin Kai and Mu Cong is quite good.

After exchanging greetings with Mu Cong, Qin Kai walked towards his daughter.

"Is the bedroom easy to live in?" Qin Kai asked with a chuckle.

"It's a good place to live. It's very comfortable. I plan to live there until graduation." Qin Yunhan snorted.

To this, Qin Kai just laughed.

Only when Qin Yunhan spoke in anger.

He knows his daughter too well, and she has been pampered and pampered since she was a child, so it is impossible for her to get used to living in the dormitory of the school.

It was only a matter of time before they returned to living in the cottage.

If Qin Yunhan could survive until graduation, Qin Kai wouldn't believe anything he said.

"Master Mu's calligraphy is getting better and better."

"Such wonderful calligraphy, I can't overestimate the price of a single word."

"What is a word of gold, I think it will be famous in the future."

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There are some recent calligraphy works of Mu Cong hanging in the banquet hall. Some guests who are interested in calligraphy began to talk about them while admiring them.

Mu Cong is a well-known contemporary calligrapher. His calligraphy works have various styles, including running script, cursive script and regular script.

Among them, the most talked about and admired is his running script.

"Sister Yunhan, let's go and have a look too." Mu Zhaozhao suggested.

She has been influenced by her grandfather's calligraphy since she was a child, so she has a strong interest in calligraphy, but she is a bit lazy and hasn't learned much.

But this did not affect her interest in calligraphy.

"OK."

Qin Yunhan nodded, and walked towards the hanging calligraphy in the banquet hall together with Mu Zhaozhao.

She is not interested in calligraphy, but from a distance, those calligraphy really look elegant and smart, so she also wants to go and have a look.

Seeing this, Xiao Yifeng followed without hesitation.

He is not interested in calligraphy at all, but he is very interested in Qin Yunhan and Mu Zhaozhao.

While admiring the calligraphy, Qin Yunhan and Mu Zhaozhao whispered words of admiration from time to time.

After Xiao Yifeng approached the two of them, he interjected:

"These words are so well written, you really deserve to be a master."

"You country bumpkin haven't even read a book for a few years, do you know calligraphy?" Qin Yunhan scorned.

"I haven't read any books, but I can still write, and I think I can write well." Xiao Yifeng boasted.

"Ghosts believe you." Qin Yunhan pouted.

"Little friend, do you know calligraphy?" Mu Cong was nearby, and after hearing Xiao Yifeng's words, he couldn't help but came over and asked.

"Yes." Xiao Yifeng nodded, "But my calligraphy is not written with a pen, but with a sword."

With Mu Cong's exquisite calligraphy standing here, Xiao Yifeng certainly didn't dare to play tricks, so he wanted to show his talent in another way.

He has practiced martial arts for many years, wielding a sword like an arm, and writing with a sword is no different from writing with a pen.

But for ordinary people, this can be regarded as a stunt.

Combined with swordsmanship, it will definitely amaze the audience.

"Oh?!" Mu Cong was surprised.

He also knows some calligraphy colleagues, among whom there are mavericks who don't need to use a brush to write calligraphy.

However, there was no calligraphy written with a sword. After hearing Xiao Yifeng's words, he couldn't help becoming very interested and wanted to appreciate it.

"Master Mu, can you bring me a sword, it should not be less than 30 catties, the heavier the better." Xiao Yifeng made a special request.

In fact, for him, the words written with any sword are the same.

It's just that using an epee seems to be more difficult, and the force will be higher.

When Mu Cong heard this, he was even more surprised.

With such a heavy sword, it is estimated that it is very difficult to hold it, and it is difficult to write with the heavy sword.

Mu Cong looked forward to Xiao Yifeng's performance more and more in his heart.

"Well, I..."

"Today is Grandpa Mu's birthday. This is a very auspicious day. Sword dancing seems a bit unlucky." Wang Haoran interrupted Mu Cong on purpose.

"This..." Mu Cong hesitated.

The older you get, the more particular you are.

It is indeed not a good sign that there are swords and swords at the birthday banquet.

"Sword dancing is just writing calligraphy, it's not fighting, so there's nothing inauspicious about it." Xiao Yifeng looked at Wang Haoran, very dissatisfied.

"It's not your grandfather, of course you think it's nothing." Qin Yunhan saw that Xiao Yifeng was very upset, and couldn't help but slap Wang Haoran.

"Grandpa, I also don't think sword dancing is appropriate, so let's forget it. If you really want to demonstrate calligraphy, you can use the brush in the same way." Mu Zhaozhao cared more about grandpa, so he also persuaded him aloud.

"That's true." Seeing that his precious granddaughter had spoken, Mu Cong immediately dismissed the idea of ​​letting Xiao Yifeng demonstrate calligraphy.

He looked at Xiao Yifeng and said:

"Little friend, how about using a pen instead of a sword?"

"I'm used to writing calligraphy with a sword, but I can't find the feeling with a brush, so forget it." Xiao Yifeng found an excuse, but while speaking, he stared at Wang Haoran unhappily for a few times.

[Ding, the host prevents the protagonist Xiao Yifeng from pretending to be a villain, and gets 200 villain points, Xiao Yifeng's protagonist halo -10, and the host villain's halo +10! 】

Wang Haoran felt very relieved after receiving a wave of rewards.

Immediately, he took a few steps forward, glanced at the calligraphy works around him, and suddenly praised:

"Grandpa Mu's calligraphy is rich in the strengths of ancient and modern calligraphy, and he is self-contained. I really admire it."

"Hao Ran, do you know calligraphy too?" Mu Cong couldn't help asking.

"In front of the master, I don't dare to say a single word." Wang Haoran moved modestly, then changed the subject:

"However, I have also dabbled in calligraphy. For example, the works of the four masters of regular script, the four masters of Song Dynasty, and the masters of running script and cursive script. I have copied at least a thousand times, and learned the essence by myself."