My Love Life with My Soft Girlfriend

Yang conspiracy!

For the sake of this, plus the common problems of young people, Ning Huarong expects Ye Fan to accept it.

What's wrong with young people?

Four words - young and vigorous.

But will Ye Fan be young and energetic?

The answer is... no!

Facing Ning Huarong's proposal, Ye Fan shook his head calmly, "Grandpa, I don't compare."

Ning Huarong: "..."

This…

Why is it different from what he expected?

Ning Xi interjected at the right time, and put the gift box in her hand on the table, "Grandpa, this is a gift that my brother prepared for you, you will definitely like it, open it and take a look?"

Regarding his granddaughter's careful thoughts, Ning Huarong knew in his heart that he didn't even glance at the gift box in front of him, his eyes were always on Ye Fan's face, and he said, "You don't even have the guts to chase after my precious granddaughter?"

Ning Xi naturally saw that Grandpa was deliberately embarrassing Ye Fan, and he was so anxious that he couldn't think of a way to help Ye Fan out of the siege.

As for Ning Xiangtian, he held his hands throughout the whole process, as if he were watching a play.

"Grandpa, it has nothing to do with guts."

Ye Fan's expression didn't change, and he smiled modestly: "I don't need to compare the calligraphy skills of my grandfather and me, the boy is willing to be inferior."

Speaking of this, his voice suddenly changed, "Of course, if grandpa is willing to comment on the boy's words, it's too late for the boy to be happy. I'm afraid that the level is too poor and he won't be able to get into the eyes of grandpa."

Comparing calligraphy with Ning Huarong?

Certainly not!

This kind of thing is inappropriate no matter whether he wins or loses. If he loses, it will definitely lower Ning Huarong's impression of him. If he wins, won't it make Ning Huarong unable to step down.

Both results were not what Ye Fan wanted to see.

But if he wrote the subtitle and asked Ning Huarong to comment, it would be different.

With the skill of a calligraphy master, Ye Fan couldn't believe that he couldn't conquer Ning Huarong, and he could make Ning Huarong understand the intention of his proposal.

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone!

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Huarong immediately got up and walked to the side, raising his hand to signal, "Okay, I also want to see the calligraphy level of the top genius list."

Will you write?

That's easy to say!

Ning Xiangtian was surprised, and said to himself, "Is this kid's brain funny?"

Having been with Ye Fan for so long, he is very aware of how smart this young man is.

Ning Xi turned around with worry in her eyes, and quickly stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Brother, don't be impulsive, calm down a little bit, grandpa is irritating you."

Having known Ye Fan for so long, she has never seen Ye Fan write with a brush, and she has never even heard him say anything about it, so in her heart, Ye Fan doesn't know how to write with a brush at all.

Feeling the girl's worry, Ye Fan smiled warmly, "Xiao Xi, do you think I'm impulsive?"

"But…"

"Have some confidence in me."

Simple six words, plain and confident.

"…Ok."

Ning Xi's envoy let go of her hand, and Ye Fan's voice seemed to contain some kind of magic power, which silently resolved her worries.

The moment Ye Fan picked up the pen, his temperament changed drastically.

Indistinct!

His right hand trembled, and ink splattered from the tip of the pen.

A magical scene appeared. These ink dots formed the outline of a mountain on the white paper. If you look closely, you will find that the outline of the mountain on the paper is exactly the mountain at your feet.

"Xiao Xi, grind ink."

"good."

Ning Xi's eyes were bright, and she walked obediently to the right side of the table, looking very gentle when she was seriously grinding ink.

The temperament of the two people is mixed, and there is a feeling of a fairy couple.

Ning Huarong snorted unhappily, "Pretend!"

He is reluctant to call his precious granddaughter, but this kid is so handy. Obviously, this is not the first time.

On the contrary, Ning Xiangtian noticed something was wrong, his eyes stayed on the ink dots on the paper, and he was lost in thought.

Ye Fan put away Ning Huarong's semi-finished product, turned his head and asked, "Grandpa, do you want to say a few words?"

"You look at the writing."

Ning Huarong coldly spit out four words.

Not only was Ye Fan not angry about Ning Huarong's attitude, on the contrary, he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

When I first met Ning Xi, Ning Xiangtian had the same attitude...

Ye Fan's eyes fell on the gift box by the table, and he made a decision in his heart.

If that's the case, then he's going crazy once!

Compete with Yan Zhenqing, a master of ancient calligraphy, and by the way, you can also test how powerful the calligraphy master you just exchanged is.

After reciting, the brush flew a few times in Ye Fan's hand, his right hand stretched out, and the tip of the pen just landed on the inkstone.

Lift, drop, fly, circle!

In a few breaths, five large characters appeared on the paper.

Gold list title time!

The five large characters are full of ink, and one stroke is down. It is like a horse riding off the reins, just like a dragon coming from the sky, flowing and moving away.

The entire writing process was completed in one go, and the strokes were like clouds of smoke, with a feeling of being as elegant as a giant, graceful as a dragon.

Ning Huarong read the five big characters on the paper clearly, his mouth was wide open and his eyes were wide open.

this word...

The ridicule that I had prepared in my heart earlier disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"impressive…"

Ning Xi didn't know when the action of grinding ink had stopped, and she stared blankly at the five big characters on the paper. Although she couldn't tell what it was, she felt it was amazing.

Compared to Ning Xi, a novice, Ning Xiangtian often accompanies his father to practice calligraphy, so he knows more or less about calligraphy. The first time he saw Ye Fan's five characters, an idea popped into his mind.

Like, probably, maybe... better than what my father wrote!

Ning Huarong trembled slightly, staggered to the table, swallowed his saliva, and lay down in front of the paper, wishing he could take a magnifying glass to look at it.

Ning Xiangtian also walked over, the closer he got, the more powerful he could feel the character of Ye Fan.

Elegance, Yun Ling!

"Dad, this word..."

"Good! Good! Good!"

Ning Huarong said good things three times in a row, showing how excited he was. He stared at these five words with a flushed face and read it over and over again.

"Yeah!"

Hearing this, the happiest person was Ning Xi, she jumped directly into Ye Fan's arms with excitement, the soft weeds wrapped around Ye Fan's waist, raised her pretty face, and her eyes were full of admiration.

Worship is followed by complaining.

"Brother, why didn't you say you can calligraphy earlier? It made people so worried."

"It's not something to brag about."

Ye Fan replied lightly, and suddenly, a feeling of light on his back struck.

He quickly pushed Ning Xi away, turned to meet Ning Xiangtian's murderous gaze, and said without changing his face, "Uncle, you look so handsome today, tsk tsk, how can you be so handsome, in the beginning, Sister Lan must have been caught by you. Fascinated by his peerless handsomeness!"

Ning Xiangtian was full of anger and instantly extinguished.

this kid...

Do you dare to be a little more perfunctory?

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hehehe~

Or three chapters, is it unexpected, is it surprising?