Sir, Hug [47]

"It's amazing, I want to see if you, a little girl, have the ability to say such big things."

Everyone looked and saw an old man of about sixty, followed by a few people, his tone was full of interest, and he walked over, under his gray hair, he was meticulously dressed: "Manager Yang, prepare things." ”

The person in charge was taken aback when he saw someone coming: "Patriarch, why are you here?" ”

The person called the patriarch glanced at him lightly and said, "It's just a sudden whim, I still have a bureau later, don't waste time." ”

The identity of this patriarch is somewhat special, he can not only show off elegance, but also be comfortable in the shopping mall. Even Manager Yang didn't dare to offend at will.

His face was a little ugly, and when he saw the person next to him look at him, he whispered, "Manager....."

Manager Yang took a deep breath and said, "Since the patriarchs have said so, let's go...."

The patriarch walked up to the girl: "You say, it's just an imitation?" ”

Su Ci looked at the old man, nodded, squatted down, pointed to the destroyed imitation, pursed his lips slightly, and took great pains to tell the shortcomings of this imitation one by one.

The surprise on the patriarch's face became more and more, he frowned and looked at the "True Works of Master Song" on the ground, to be honest, he just brought his collaborator over this time to take a look.

I wanted to buy it before, but this work is priceless, and I was furious when I heard that it had been destroyed.

But who knows, after coming, I heard this little girl say that this is an imitation.

The patriarch was a little angry at first, he didn't listen to this little girl's words. even wanted her to be embarrassed in front of her and teach her a lesson.

Let her know what it's like to have trouble coming out of your mouth.

is young, I really don't know how high the sky is, and I actually say such big things.

But now, the patriarch looked at the little girl in front of him, white and tender, especially the pair of wet and soft eyes, which were obedient and soft, which made the patriarch feel a little compassionate.

He hadn't seen such a lovely little girl in a long time.

The most important thing is that when the girl in front of him said these words, he couldn't find the slightest mistake.

The other party definitely has extraordinary attainments in calligraphy.

The patriarch's heart was surging, and he quietly looked at the destroyed authentic works of Master Song in front of him, and his heart was greatly shocked.

He had also seen it and looked at it carefully, but he didn't find anything wrong at the first time, and it wasn't until a while that he followed the little girl's train of thought and figured out a little bit of the subtlety.

The patriarch had mixed feelings.

What surprised him even more was yet to come.

In full view of everyone, the girl held a pen and ink, whether it was a gesture or a movement.

All surprised the patriarch.

This is definitely not a layman, especially the kind of flowing water and temperament around her, which shocked the patriarch even more.

It wasn't until the girl finished writing that the patriarch came back to his senses.

And the people around him were also agitated.

They probed over and gasped when they saw the girl finish the handwriting. ,

It's exactly the same!

"Damn, how did Su porcelain do exactly the same!"

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"Is everything she just said true? Not lying, not pretending? ”

"I worshiped 666, although I can't appreciate calligraphy, but I think her writing is not bad at all, and it is more imposing."