The Mighty Little Shennong

Zhang Bin was in a hurry, and Liu Ruolan has been a lover for so long. Liu Ruolan has never cried, but Liu Ruolan is going to cry today?

He hurriedly said: "Wife, don't be angry, it's like this, I'm also practicing calligraphy during this time, and I've made great progress, so my vision has become higher, and I feel that your calligraphy is not good enough, very bad, really. Not for the reason you said."

"Are you practicing calligraphy? Great progress? Didn't see you practicing calligraphy?"

Liu Ruolan's tears that were about to flow stopped, mainly because she could feel that Zhang Bin loved her as before, and there was no change, but she still said in surprise.

Now she has moved to Sanchahe Village, and she often goes to the villa on the mountain, mainly to help Liu Ruomei clean up.

But she really didn't find the ink and paper in the study.

I didn't even see the calligraphy and painting written by Zhang Bin.

"Brother made my sister-in-law cry. Now he's talking nonsense. When has he practiced calligraphy?"

Zhang Lele muttered on the side.

The rest of the people did the same, and they all thought that Zhang Bin was talking nonsense.

"I practice often, but I put all the pen, ink and paper in the space ring."

Zhang Bin said.

Now he regrets telling the truth just now. Telling a lie will kill him? What to do now? Don't let her suspect that Chen Junheng is played by me.

"Then take it out and show it to me?"

Liu Ruolan still suspected that Zhang Bin was lying.

As soon as Zhang Bin thought about it, he took out the ink and paper from the space ring, and said softly, "Now do you believe it? I didn't lie to you."

"Show me your work? Why am I looking at white paper? I want to see how extraordinary your writing is?" Liu Ruolan stretched out her hand and said.

"I, I, I don't have any works. I felt dissatisfied, so I just threw it away."

Zhang Bin stammered.

"Then come here and write a couplet. If it is many times better than mine, I will trust you. Otherwise, I will leave immediately and never come back."

Liu Ruolan grabbed Zhang Bin's sleeve and pulled Zhang Bin to the table.

Immediately, Zhang Bin had a frowning expression on his face, and his face really turned into a bitter gourd.

Of course, it wasn't that he couldn't write good words, but he was worried that Liu Ruolan would suspect that he was Chen Junheng, so she might be even more angry.

This is a typical guilty conscience.

In fact, Liu Ruolan never thought that Chen Junheng and Zhang Bin were the same person.

After all, when Chen Junheng used magical means, Zhang Bin was with her, Zhang Bin didn't even touch the computer, how could he pretend to be Chen Junheng?

"If you don't write it or not, I'll leave if you don't write it."

Liu Ruolan shoved the brush into Zhang Bin's hand and threatened.

This matter is very important to her, and she must verify it. If Zhang Bin wrote ****, but deliberately devalued her, then Zhang Bin would definitely not love her, and her love would have a huge crisis.

Zhang's mother and Zhang's father also saw the mystery, and the two of them sighed, because they knew what Zhang Bin's words looked like, so Liu Ruolan would definitely be very angry later.

How could such a thing happen during the Chinese New Year?

Xiaofang also looked at him suspiciously, wondering if Zhang Bin was in love with Su Man? So you started to despise Liu Ruolan? Then will he despise me in the future?

Thinking of this, she was also a little flustered.

"Brother, you were joking just now, didn't you?"

Zhang Lele, the ghost spirit, blinked at Zhang Bin, trying to relieve Zhang Bin.

"He's not joking, he really hates me."

Liu Ruolan's eyes were red. Seeing Zhang Bin's appearance, it was obvious that Zhang Bin's words were shameful and definitely not as good as hers.

"I don't care so much, let's pass the current hurdle first."

Zhang Bin muttered in his heart, and immediately said proudly: "Wife, I am a rare calligraphy genius. Now my calligraphy has been completed. I was afraid to scare you, so I didn't dare to write."

"Are you afraid of being ashamed of me? Don't worry, I will never be ashamed. If your calligraphy is really good, not only will I not be angry, but I will be very happy, because my boyfriend is a genius who can do anything. It's first-class." Liu Ruolan said.

"Then I wrote it, don't be frightened by me."

Zhang Bin said.

"I've seen your chicken paw-like words a lot. It's impossible to scare the old lady."

Mother Zhang said.

"I'm so scared."

Zhang Lele also said with a strange smile.

Father Zhang and Xiaofang didn't speak, but both of them looked bad, with worries written all over them.

Zhang Bin dipped the pen in ink, raised the pen, and suddenly his whole person changed.

From timid and timid to calm and comfortable, like a mountain standing between the heavens and the earth, there is a grand master who looks down on the world.

A strong scholarly scent emanated from his body, gurgling, filling the hall.

Everyone's faces showed surprise and disbelief.

Of course, Liu Ruolan was the most surprised, because she had seen this kind of temperament in Chen Junheng.

However, Chen Junheng's temperament is far from Zhang Bin's strong temperament, which is far worse.

After all, at that time, Chen Junheng hadn't practiced calligraphy to the top, and he wasn't considered a master of calligraphy.

However, the current Zhang Bin has long been a master of calligraphy, and the grand master's demeanor is naturally revealed.

Zhang Bin began to write, the pen moved dragons and snakes, gold hooks and silver strokes, and one by one beautiful fonts slowly appeared on the red paper.

"Fu Ze Yu Sheng is better, and it is spring when green is all over Kyushu."

Any font is like a fairy from the fairyland, gorgeous.

Combined together, it is like many fairies, with countless postures and endless beauty.

Anyone can get lost.

Comparing Liu Ruolan's and Zhang Lele's calligraphy with one, it is simply a shameful thing.

Too bad, my wife is too bad.

Yes, at best they can write well, but how can they compare with the calligraphy masters?

"Hey...how is this possible?"

Mother Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, and then her face showed ecstasy, "It's cool, I'll have bragging rights in the future. My son is a calligrapher, and words like this can definitely be passed down through the ages."

"My son has really become an immortal, so the words he wrote have also become immortals."

Father Zhang was also completely speechless, only knowing that he was obsessed with reading that couplet.

In fact, neither he nor Zhang's mother knew anything about calligraphy. However, the master's calligraphy was so beautiful and magnificent that it became a style of its own. Even people who didn't understand calligraphy would get lost when seeing it.

Zhang Lele and Xiaofang were even more stunned, their small mouths were open into a circle, their faces were full of shock, and a fiery light shot out from their eyes, which fell on the couplet, and they couldn't move.

As for Liu Ruolan, she felt as if she had been hit by thunder for a long time and couldn't move. To be honest, she was also a calligraphy lover, and her ability to appreciate was much higher than that of ordinary people.

She has also seen many famous calligraphers, but the calligraphy of those so-called famous masters, compared with Zhang Bin's, is like the works of children's graffiti.

It can be seen that this is a top-notch calligraphy work, and it can certainly be compared to Wang Xizhi's calligraphy.

No wonder, Zhang Bin said that her calligraphy is very poor, and she has not yet started.

"I'm sorry, husband, I misunderstood you." Liu Ruolan was in a turbulent mood and fell into Zhang Bin's arms, "I adore you so much, I love you..."