Seeing the appearance of the old man Long, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, some doubts appeared in their eyes.

What's going on?

Could it be that Jing Xi's calligraphy is so powerful that it is admired by Old Man Long?

Thinking like this, everyone who was sitting on the chairs around the study all stood up and walked to the front of the desk.

When everyone looked at the handwriting on the white paper, a trembling feeling suddenly arose in their hearts.

It's like someone standing at the top of the world, watching them.

I had always heard people say that a good calligraphy would make people feel good for a while, and then they finally understood that it was not false.

This person's calligraphy attainments are comparable to some of the top calligraphers.

Even, in this character, they saw something that calligraphy everyone else did not have.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that the person who wrote such a word would be a teenager under the age of twenty!

However, isn't it rumored in the imperial capital that Jing Xi is not only a waste of cultivation, but also a waste who has achieved nothing?

If anyone who can write such a good hand is a waste, then what are they?

At the same time, Long Xue, who was standing at the desk, was directly dumbfounded.

As a talented girl with a talent in calligraphy, she could see at a glance that the word Jing Xi wrote was exactly the same as the word "Emperor Jing" she saw on the DY video.

However, wasn't the word she bought sold by Jing Xi for help?

How did it turn out that he wrote it?

When Jing Xi finished writing the last word and put it down, Old Man Long slowly came back to his senses.

"This, this word ......"

His eyes were fixed on the eight big characters that Jing Xi had written on the paper, and his face showed a deep shock.

After Jing Xi put down the brush, he picked up the written paper and looked at Old Man Long with a smile.

"Grandpa, this word is given to you, I wish you happiness like the East China Sea, and longevity than Nanshan!"

At the age of Old Man Long, Rao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw the smile on Jing Xi's little face that was looking like a perfect one.

However, when his gaze fell on the paper in Jing Xi's hand, he suddenly came back to his senses.

He carefully took the paper, and when he saw that the words were more domineering than before, his face showed an unconcealable look of amazement.

"Good words, really good words!"

Because of the improvement of Jing Xi's cultivation, the charm of this word is several times thicker than before.

Those words before could make Old Man Long tirelessly imitate, and when he saw this character, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was shocked.

The mean woman looked at the infatuation on Old Man Long's face, and a trace of dissatisfaction immediately flashed in her eyes.

Her son spent millions to buy a painting for Old Man Long, and he just took a look at it and put it away.

At this time, he regarded the words written by a cultivation waste wood who had not yet reached twenty as a treasure, who would this be made for?

In anger, she didn't think about it, and directly snorted coldly.

"Such a simple eight words, I think one person can write it, son, go write one for your grandfather Long!"

Everyone knew it was going to be bad when they heard the mean woman speak, but she spoke so quickly that they didn't even have a chance to stop it.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes at the mean woman revealed deep dissatisfaction.

The mean woman felt everyone's gaze and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

She doesn't know calligraphy, she just thinks that the word Jingxi is nothing special except for being a little scary at first glance, is she wrong?

"Is it a person who can write?"