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After returning home, Ning Wanwan went to Xie Xiuye¡¯s study immediately.
Ning Wanwan has been to Xie Xiuye¡¯s study many times.
Now when I went there, I saw that Xie Xiuye ??had polished his ink and was sitting reading a book. It seemed like his long legs had nowhere to rest. Ning Wanwan¡¯s lips twitched a few times, she looked at Xie Xiuye ??and said, "How long have you been back?"
The two of them didn't talk for a long time. Logically speaking, Xie Xiuye ??couldn't prepare everything so quickly, but Xie Xiuye ??carefully took out the paperweights and other things and put them away, which made Ning Wanwan a little embarrassed. .
This is so considerate.
"Well, it's been a while. Do you want to write now? Or do you want to take a break?"
He put down what he was holding and stood up, as if he wanted to come over and polish the ink himself.
Ning Wanwan frowned.
It¡¯s not that Xie Xiuye ??polished her ink to lower her status, but Ning Wanwan didn¡¯t think her calligraphy was outstanding. What if Xie Xiuye ??laughed while reading it and regretted it?
"What's wrong?" Xie Xiuye ??saw Ning Wanwan not moving and raised his eyebrows: "Want to rest?"
Ning Wanwan waved her hands, thinking that if she stretched out her head, it would be a knife, and if she retracted her head, it would be another knife. There was no need to think about these things.
Thinking about it like this, Ning Wanwan felt like she was starting to become a mother-in-law.
What¡¯s there to worry about?
It¡¯s just a piece of Chinese characters!
Xie Xiuye ??wanted it himself. Even if it was written in an ugly way, Xie Xiuye ??should have accepted it with a smile.
Ning Wanwan did some ideological work for herself, then took a deep breath and walked over.
Brush calligraphy is all about the use of the brush. Ning Wanwan's hand skills are not bad, but it is inevitable that her handwriting will be deformed due to her inability to control her strength. She had such a problem in the past, and her brother would stand aside at that time. Seeing that she was exerting too much force, he took an ice cube and put it on the back of her hand.
That feeling instantly pulled her back from the battlefield to the misty alleys in the south of the Yangtze River.
Ning Wanwan carefully recalled the feeling at that time, reached out to pick up the pen, and slowly exhaled to make herself extra calm.
Lifting the pen, the brush moves like a dragon on the fine paper.
Xie Xiuye ??stood aside and watched, surprise gradually revealed in his eyes.
Although Xie Xiuye ??does not like these things himself, because his father and grandfather actually like them, he has been exposed to them since he was a child. He feels that these things are beautiful and elegant, with a low-key nobility, which is very consistent with the identity of the Xie family, so he likes them a little bit. .
It's just that by Xie Xiuye's generation, all the good-looking things have been collected. In the past, Xie Xiuye ??also had the urge to collect some at high prices, but later he went to an appraiser and found that most of the so-called rare antiques were probably fakes. , Xie Xiuye ??gradually became less thoughtful.
Thinking about it, the Xie family may have more antiques than most museums. The things on the market are either rare and unique, or they are fakes used by some antique dealers as gimmicks.
Xie Xiuye ??thought so and his eyes fell on Ning Wanwan.
Actually Ning Wanwan is also a genuine treasure.
Not only because of her identity, but also because of herself.
Because she wanted to write, her waist was slightly bent, and her back maintained a very nice curve. When she lowered her head, her short hair fell down, covering the side of her face, leaving only her eyes completely exposed.
She was always very serious when doing things, and her eyes were full of seriousness at this time, as if she was doing something big. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com