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Immediately, Ye Fan said: "Grandpa, which house do you want to take me to visit?"

"My old friend, the calligraphy world is as famous as me, a guy named Liu Jing."

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Liu Jing stood behind his grandson, stroked his beard and nodded, and looked at Liu Anfeng who was practicing calligraphy with satisfaction.

Can he be dissatisfied!

At present, there are several famous calligraphers in the Chinese calligraphy circle, and he has a grandson who is very good at calligraphy.

Especially this time, being able to win No.22 in the Modu Calligraphy Competition at the age of 1 is simply a genius.

Thinking of this, he thought of the current No.1 in the calligraphy world, Zhang Zhixin's praise to his grandson.

"This son has the talent to be a pillar."

Listen, this is a compliment from Zhang Zhixin, a mangzhu layman.

Zhang Zhixin said that my grandson will be the backbone of the Huaxia calligraphy circle in the future, so how could Liu Jing, a dazzling grandson, be dissatisfied.

The top beam is naturally the thickest and strongest one.

Maybe in the future, he can take over Zhang Zhixin's class and become No.1 in the Chinese calligraphy world.

No, hearing that old friend Ye Jinghong has also come to Shanghai, how could he miss this good opportunity to show off his grandchildren.

If there are more well-known figures in the calligraphy world to praise his grandson, his grandson will also gain greater fame.

Do you really think he is simply showing off his grandson?

As a grandfather, he is trying his best to pave the way for his grandson!

At this time, Liu Jing's elderly machine heard a vibrating sound.

Where did he dare to hesitate, he hurriedly walked out of the study room and walked to the balcony of the living room before answering the phone.

"Well, old Liu, you are the one who urged me to come over, and you are the one who waited so long to answer my call. You really want to go to heaven."

Ye Jinghong's irritable voice came from the other end of the phone.

Can you not be irritable?

This old boy fooled him to come here softly and stubbornly, but he ended up in his community, and he didn't answer the phone until so late.

Although Liu Jing loves to show off his grandson, he still has a good temper, so he immediately apologized:

"Lao Ye, I'm really sorry. When your phone rang just now, I was still in my grandson's study. In order not to disturb him, I had to run to the balcony to answer your call."

Ye Jinghong is naturally not an unreasonable person, he just complained when he said that before.

"I reluctantly accept this reason."

Liu Jing smiled, and then continued: "Why, Lao Ye, you have come to my door? Why didn't you ring the doorbell?"

"I've arrived at the neighborhood where your son lives, but I forgot the house number. Tell me quickly."

"Haha." Liu Jing couldn't help laughing again, "One building, one unit, Room 28003."

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Jinghong smiled and said to Ye Fan: "My dear grandson, you must remember what I said, and when it's time to pretend, you must pretend to be the strongest."

"Your grandpa, I have been dazzled by him for five years. This time, I want to get it back at once."

"If you are asked to write calligraphy at that time, don't hold back and bring out your best level."

The more Ye Jinghong said, the more energetic he would be, and the look of complacency in his eyes should not be too obvious.

"Okay." Ye Fan responded.

This grandpa speaks in an eclectic manner, and even knows the word pretense.

Not long after, Liu Jing heard the doorbell ringing and hurriedly opened the door.

The first face that caught his eye was his good friend, Ye Jinghong.

But when he saw the person behind Ye Jinghong, he was really taken aback. Whose handsome guy is this?

Ye Jinghong saw the old friend's doubts, and introduced with a proud expression: "Old man Liu, this is my grandson Ye Fan, isn't he a good-looking talent?"

Naturally, Liu Jing could see the smug look on his old friend's face.

But he really couldn't refute it, and exclaimed: "He is indeed a good-looking talent. If this was put in ancient times, he would be the best son of Zhuo Shi!"

However, why didn't I hear my old friend mention about my grandson before?

Although puzzled, Liu Jing didn't ask.

Hearing Liu Jing's words, Ye Jinghong became even happier and called Ye Fan in.

At this time, Liu Jing saw a piece of ink-stained rice paper held by his old friend, and thought of what he said before.

Puzzled: "Lao Ye, could it be that the copybook that surprised me was written by your grandson?"

Ye Jinghong proudly said: "Of course, otherwise, who do you think it is?"

"Why, are you surprised enough?"

"It's really surprising." Liu Jing didn't object.

He really didn't think of this point.

Ye Jinghong snorted and said, "Be prepared mentally, what will surprise you even more is yet to come."

Liu Jing was taken aback, and then smiled wryly: "Old man Ye, what kind of medicine did you bury in the gourd? Since I know that this copybook was written by your grandson, I am astonished as I should be, so how can I be surprised again? "

Ye Jinghong said with a chuckle, "It's too early to say, the best show is yet to come."

Liu Jing was aroused, and quickly said: "Oh? Then put this copybook on the table and show it to me?"

"No hurry, no hurry." Ye Jinghong waved his hand, "Didn't you ask me to come and taste your grandson's calligraphy? Get down to business first."

Although Liu Jing's curiosity was aroused, the matter of his grandson was obviously more important, so he quickly said, "That's the reason."

"I'm going to call Ah Feng over."

"Ah Feng?" Ye Fan complained in his heart. When he first heard this name, he immediately thought of Lin Feng.