"So, do you want to reject such a good opportunity?" Wang Chengyuan pursed his lips, and an inexplicable light burst out in his eyes, which looked like a big bad wolf who was deceived by abducting Little Red Riding Hood.

"Whoever is my benefit?"

Of course Yi Ning was not in a hurry. After all, Wang Chengyuan was able to come to him after so long, which proved that he had thoughts for a long time, but he had been delayed for some reason.

When Wang Chengyuan heard Yi Ning's words, he almost spit out an old blood.

What?

He worshipped Master Wang Chengyuan, the descendant of Wang Xizhi, as his teacher. Not only did he not kneel down and thank him for his gratitude, but he also dared to seek benefits?

You should know that Master Wang Chengyuan’s calligraphy experience is his most precious wealth in his life.

He never recruits disciples easily, not because he doesn't want to, but he has never met a qualified person who is obsessed with him.

So until now, people have gray hair, but they still have no successors.

Until this calligraphy competition, Yi Ning amazed the audience.

Such a work is something no one can resist.

Although he was helpless, Wang Chengyuan still spoke again, "There are naturally many benefits to be my disciple. Think about it, when you go outside, I am the only closed disciple of Master Wang Chengyuan. How close is, you think so?"

Wang Chengyuan continued to fool Yi Ning like a little white rabbit.

But at this time, Yi Ning fell into deep thought. Logically, what Wang Chengyuan said was not unreasonable. Since he was famous, he naturally had some skills.

Although she is not a vain person, she also values ​​real skills more.

Of course, it doesn’t matter whether she finds a master or not. After all, as long as there is a system, it’s only a matter of time before it reaches the highest level.

However, during this period, the system has been silent, and there is no special movement at all. Just like some time ago, there is no task at all.

No matter how quiet she was before, there was still some movement at every few days. However, in the past few days, the system seemed to have been infected and had no task, so she did not get anything else.

When she goes back, she needs to study it carefully.

Let’s solve the current situation first.

However, it seems that Wang Chengyuan has a good status and status. If he is capable, it seems that there is no harm in taking him as his teacher.

"Old Wang, it's not that I don't want to, but I have never seen your strength at all. What do you think?" Yi Ning smiled brightly, Rufeng's smile was full of pride.

It has never been easy to be her master.

Besides, if you don’t have a certain strength, Yi Ning would not agree.

But these words undoubtedly caused a huge blow to Wang Chengyuan's heart.

What's this? He was despised and looked down upon by a yellow-haired girl?

Damn, if I didn’t show my skills today, I wouldn’t be despised by this girl? Then, as a descendant of Wang Xizhi, how could he have face?

"Little girl, you really don't understand anything. Well, old man, I'll show you two things." Wang Chengyuan patted his thighs confidently, stood up from his seat, and looked at the white mist that was still filled with the high cliff not far away, and bursts of heroism surged in his heart.

Then he walked forward and took Yi Ning to the villa. However, Wang Chengyuan's study was somewhat different from ordinary study rooms, which was the open-air study room set on the rooftop of the villa.

When Yi Ning walked up, the shock in her heart was no less than when she first entered the Shen family.

It was originally on the mountain, so the rooftop was always cool breeze blowing, and Yi Ning's black flew in the wet air. The pure white desk was so clean that it was not stained with a trace of dust, and it was more like clouds in the sky, reflecting the white and blue sky.

"What do you think of here?" Wang Chengyuan said, while walking around the desk specially used for writing. His old palms carefully stroked them, as if he was caressing his most cherished treasure, his eyes full of warmth.

It is hard to imagine that such an old man who has lived for most of his life would show such a look and be so gentle.

Yi Ning thought, probably, he loved calligraphy and loved it in his own bones.

"very good!"

At least it's more interesting than all the study rooms she's ever seen.

And from other study rooms, Yi Ning saw only a piece of coldness, tables and chairs, and four treasures of the study, without exception.

But it is different from Wang Chengyuan. Everything in the rooftop study is like living in front of them, and it is more like giving them the vitality of life, jumping in front of others.

"I spent a lot of effort here at the beginning."

Seeing that his rooftop study was recognized by Yi Ning, Wang Chengyuan showed a hint of pride on his face. In fact, over the years, he has paid special attention to the environment of calligraphy.

This thing is already very boring and has to last for decades. Even if you like it, there will be a period of slackness.

And what he saw was exactly what he made back then.

"I saw that the higher I was in the higher my place, the broader my vision and the smoother I would go in calligraphy. I remember that I didn't have such a high level of attainment at the beginning. I was just a slightly dazzling junior in the calligraphy world. There were not many masters willing to spend time teaching and leading. After I realized that this method worked for me, I began to run to the mountain alone from time to time, leaving early and returning late."

Yi Ning leaned her back against the edge of the desk and quietly listened to the master Wang Chengyuan telling her past experiences.

Looking at the distant sky, Wang Chengyuan's eyes became farther and farther.

"Later, my land became famous and my family gradually became richer, but it was still far from enough to buy a piece of land on this mountain. I worked hard for a long time and tried my best to finally buy a piece of land here, build a villa alone, and then make these on this rooftop. It has been until now. Although I have the ability to get better, I have no intention of going to other places and I am used to living here."

As he said that, Wang Chengyuan walked towards the edge of the rooftop with his hands on his back. The closer he got, the more he could see the scenery in the distance. Once the vision was widened, his mind became wider.

After hearing this, Yi Ning couldn't help but admire it from the bottom of her heart. It was hard to imagine that a person like Wang Chengyuan would have such a life.

But thinking about it, there seems to be nothing controversial. If you have not experienced these things, you will definitely not have such high achievements.

The rich and powerful colors in life always need something important to carry.

After greedily breathing the air in the mountains, Wang Chengyuan walked back, "I won't say much. It seems that if my old man shows some strength today, you won't let it go easily."

As he said that, Yi Ning raised a chuckling on the corner of her mouth, slowly retreated to the side, leaving the seat in front of the desk to Wang Chengyuan.

Wang Chengyuan was not vague, so he came to the desk, picked up a brush to dip ink, and then closed his eyes motionlessly, as if looking for inspiration, but had never started writing for a long time.

Of course, Yi Ning, who was standing aside, was not in a hurry. She just looked at Wang Chengyuan's actions without blinking, for fear of missing a little.

This is written on the spot by the masters. If they are sold, they will definitely be sold at a sky-high price. It is a good thing that she is fortunate to see such a work born.

Although I don’t know what Wang Chengyuan’s strength is, there is nothing wrong with it. I can also take a look at Wang Chengyuan’s strength openly.

During the thoughts, Wang Chengyuan began to move. The movements of writing were flowing, and even that kind of movement was more like a very pleasing dance. Even if you put aside the writing, it was a kind of enjoyment.

The wind was very strong on the rooftop, and both of them were blowing their clothes, but none of them cared about this.

I have to say that Wang Chengyuan’s calligraphy is not a good idea. He just writes a piece of calligraphy, which is just a matter of minutes. Soon, a new work was released.

Wang Chengyuan picked up the pen and took a last look at his work, nodding with a blush on his face.

It is not difficult to see that he is quite satisfied with this work.

Putting down the brush in his hand, Wang Chengyuan raised his head confidently, "Little girl, you might as well come and see if I am qualified to be your teacher."

If others hear this, they will be shocked and their chin will fall. You know, it is always Wang Chengyuan who is the only one who can choose his disciples. Who dares to say that his disciples are picking on Wang Chengyuan?

That's not just about being arrogant, it's completely ungrateful.

How glorious it would be to make Master Wang Chengyuan look down on him as a closed disciple? He even puts airs on others?

What's this called?

"good."

Yi Ning nodded, walked over, and locked her eyes on the piece of rice paper on the white table.

On the thick paper, the black ink stains had not dried yet, but it was not difficult to see that the vigorous and powerful characters should be heavy and the light should be light, just ordinary pens and paper, but under Wang Chengyuan's hands became particularly extraordinary.

No matter what, those words always have a unique charm.

However, this character is not regular regular script. Even though Yi Ning already has intermediate calligraphy skills, she cannot tell which one it belongs to.

The more I looked at it, the stronger the thought in her heart became.

"Old Wang, I wonder if this word is a faction you created by yourself?"

Wang Chengyuanjian Yi Ning had just looked at it and asked such a question. She couldn't help but feel shocked, completely stunned, and there was a hint of surprise in her pupils.

It seems that he did not misread the person.

"Hahaha, you have a good vision, yes, but this word is not entirely created by yourself. It just got some enlightenment from the hundreds of factions and then added some of its own style."

After waved his hand, Wang Chengyuan didn't care at all and his mentality was even more modest.

But this was said lightly and lightly, but it was shocked to Yi Ning's ears.

Even if it is difficult to imitate other people's calligraphy, it will never be difficult. However, it is not something that anyone can do to create a factional character.

A master of his level like Wang Chengyuan is probably counted with one hand.

Of course, the other judges who participated in the calligraphy competition that day did not have this ability.

Even though Yi Ning has a system as a golden finger, she cannot guarantee that she can create her own faction when she reaches the peak in the future. But Wang Chengyuan can't do it, but has already created it.
Chapter completed!