Master Sheng, Ma’am, She Became Popular All Over the World with Her Fortune-telling Skills

The Song family didn't have to think about it.

The head of the Song family, Song Yi, has only two daughters. The eldest daughter, Song Lingxi, was sent to the hospital due to a sudden and serious illness more than half a year ago, and no one saw her again for more than half a year.

Everyone didn't say it on the face, but they knew in their hearts that Miss Song's family was afraid that she would die.

There is only one second lady, Song Yanxi, left.

Although Song Yanxi only returned to the Song family last year, she can be regarded as a half-way daughter.

But this girl is not only good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also admitted to the Blessing College that everyone dreams of. She has studied abroad for many years. If you only look at the resume, there are few people in the entire capital who can compare to her.

Now he is still favored by Mr. Lin, no matter what industry he is in in the future, his future is limitless.

She hadn't appeared in the capital before, so everyone didn't think of this person. Now when they looked at it again, they were surprised to find that this Second Miss Song, who grew up in Xie's family, has turned out to be better than most of the noble girls. up.

If we really want to talk about it, only the young lady of the Zhong family, who seems to be much healthier now, can overwhelm her.

And there are not many young people who are suitable for marriage in the Sheng family.

One Sheng Zhihuan has been publicly abolished, and there are only Sheng Shijing, Sheng Yunzhou and Sheng Zhichen left.

Sheng Zhichen doesn't need to think about it, is it Sheng Shijing or Sheng Yunzhou?

It's really hard to say.

Everyone's eyes were constantly wandering between the three of them.

At this moment, Xie Xihe had retreated from Mr. Sheng's side, casually leaning on a pillar in the hall, aware of the gaze falling on her, she casually raised her eyelids to look over, and met Song Yan Xi's gaze.

The other party smiled at her and looked away.

Xie Xihe's expression remained unchanged, he only flicked his index finger a few times habitually, and the air pressure around his body was slightly lower.

Sheng Shijing's expression had also turned cold, and he looked directly at Mr. Sheng: "Dad."

Only then did Mr. Sheng come back to his senses.

He didn't expect that the Song family would present such a birthday present on an occasion like today, and immediately thought of something that someone had mentioned in front of him not long ago, and his originally normal face instantly faded.

He even looked away from Mr. Lin's copybook, and flatly refused: "Miss Song Er's birthday gift is too expensive, the old man is ashamed to accept it, let's take it back."

Song Yanxi raised her eyes suddenly, a little suspicious of her ears.

However, Mr. Sheng had already fully realized it. Thinking of the thing that he finally obtained today after more than half a month of fussing, his eyes on the copybook were not as excited as before.

He smiled and said: "It's a coincidence that the old man also got a copybook today. He originally wanted to invite everyone to come and appreciate it when he is free. Now that Miss Song has taken out Mr. Lin's copybook, I Let someone go and fetch it, and let everyone appreciate it together."

After finishing the words, he looked at old housekeeper Sheng and nodded his chin.

Old Butler Sheng understood and immediately withdrew from the crowd.

This was a development that no one had expected, and it was both surprising and curious at the same time.

Mr. Yan is also a lover of calligraphy and painting, so he couldn't help it now, and asked: "Mr. Sheng means to put your newly acquired copybook and Mr. Lin's together for us to appreciate. Are you serious? ?”

Grandpa Sheng: "Do you think I look like I'm joking?"

Mr. Yan: "So you think your new copybook can be compared with Mr. Lin's handwriting?"

Old Master Sheng waved his hand: "That's not the case."

Mr. Yan was really afraid that he would say "natural" to him again, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

But before he was completely relieved, he heard old master Sheng continue: "It's not comparable, but it's not far behind. The only thing missing is the age and experience of the writer."

"However, I dare say that even Mr. Lin couldn't write such a picture at her age!"

The categorical words immediately set off a storm in everyone's hearts.

This kind of evaluation is no longer a question of high or low. If the person who spoke was not Mr. Sheng, everyone would definitely say: I don't know what to say!

Who is Mr. Ren Lin, a master in the calligraphy world!

Although he is already eighty years old, no one can surpass him so far!

Even the mysterious master at the time was at most as famous as him, and then disappeared like a flash in the pan.

Up to now, not many people even know that person.

But now Sheng Huanan actually said "Even Mr. Lin couldn't write such a word at this age", which completely puts that writer above Mr. Lin!

How can the calligraphy lovers who regard Mr. Lin as their idol bear it? !

Even some old men who have a good relationship with Mr. Sheng couldn't help asking: "Since I can get such a high evaluation from Mr. Sheng, I don't know who the younger generation Mr. Sheng is talking about. I would like to see it with my own eyes."

Old Master Sheng glanced at Xie Xihe who was outside the crowd, but he didn't say anything immediately, but said: "Of course it's fine, but there's no rush, let's talk about it after appreciating the copybooks."

Everyone became more curious.

Others were just curious and surprised, but the mood of the Song family was not so good.

Especially Song Yi.

He never dreamed that they would show their kindness to the Sheng family and Mr. Sheng wholeheartedly, but the other party would give such a response!

Song Yi was furious, strode forward and took the copybook from Song Yanxi's hand, rolled up the copybook quickly but carefully, and said coldly: "Mr. Sheng doesn't like the gift from my Song family. The birthday ceremony said bluntly, why bother to bring out some talented young juniors, are you humiliating my Song family, or Mr. Lin?"

Old Master Sheng raised his eyelids, and didn't take the other party's anger to heart, and said: "The old man just expressed his own point of view, and didn't mean to target anyone. Patriarch Song is thinking too much."

Song Yi almost laughed angrily, held the scroll in his hand, and suddenly pulled Song Yanxi's wrist and walked out, sneering: "Since the Sheng family doesn't welcome us, let's go, don't bother Mr. Sheng. "

"As for appreciating together...you don't have to, it will save you a while and the result will be ugly for everyone."

Old Master Sheng frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

He was just telling the truth, how could one or two of them not believe it?

Besides, if the Song family hadn't taken out Mr. Lin's copybook first and caused everyone's misunderstanding, he would not be willing to bring his new copybook here for so many people to appreciate together!

He hasn't had time to take a good look at it yet? !

Old Master Sheng's temper also came up, and he wanted to get angry on the spot.

But before he had time to speak, a servant quickly ran in from the door, and soon ran to Old Master Sheng, and whispered a few words.

A look of surprise flashed across the old man's eyes.

After thinking about it, he nodded, "Please invite people in."

At the same time, he raised his voice and said, "Patriarch Song, Miss Song Er, stay behind!"

Good night