Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine

The Calligraphy Association has a large venue.

Check in from the lobby, which is divided into several sections.

There were parents with children in the corridor, and there were also decent people who looked either rich or expensive.

Su Ji wore a hat and a mask, keeping a low profile.

Not trying to identify myself.

She came to take a look and experience what modern people call the Calligraphy Association.

By the way, let's see if there will be any inspiration for her teaching in the next calligraphy class.

The door of the largest communication hall was closed. Just as Su Ji was about to approach the door, two security guards blocked her politely, "Sorry girl, this hall is reserved today. You can go to the side hall to watch and communicate."

Su Ji glanced at the crack of the door, "All right."

The door of the hall next to it was open, and it was very lively inside, with half adults and half children.

Some are writing calligraphy, some are painting traditional Chinese paintings, basically two or three people can stand around each table and occasionally comment.

Although they don't know each other well, the atmosphere is quite harmonious.

At this moment, the chirping and laughing voices of several children caught Su Ji's attention.

"Hahahaha, the ink is spilled!"

"Drawing in vain, drawing in vain!!"

Looking along, the little boy surrounded in the middle is very cute, with a white face, shy and shy, like a little girl.

It's Si Jingbin.

Su Ji hadn't seen him for a while.

Si Jingbin was standing next to a nanny with a big schoolbag on her arm, "Go, don't make fun of our young master!"

Si Jingbin came to the Calligraphy Association to play in the morning, and painted this painting for more than two hours.

Seeing that the painting was about to be finished, he accidentally touched the ink bottle next to him.

As a result, there was a puddle in the center of the painting, and a lot of splashes on the side.

Although the kid who made fun of him was driven away, Si Jingbin sniffed, obviously about to cry.

Just as Su Ji was about to step forward, a man walked up to Si Jingbin ahead of her.

The man took away the paintbrush from Si Jingbin's hand, with a smile on his face, one hand behind his back, and took a few strokes on his destroyed painting.

Si Jingbin's beautiful big eyes widened bit by bit.

He watched the pool of dirty ink slowly turn into a mountain peak.

When the man finished drawing, Si Jingbin couldn't help but clapped his little hands, "Big brother is amazing!"

Bian Tong smiled, for a child more than 20 years younger than him, the words he used were quite modest, "Thank you."

Si Jingbin propped up this painting that turned decay into magic with his small hands, and admired it aloft.

But looking at it, the faint eyebrows frowned again.

He spread the painting back on the table, pointed at the black dots splashed on the side with his finger, "Big brother! It's ugly!"

Bian Tong frowned, as if he hadn't thought about how to change these points.

A second later, Su Ji took the pen again and wrote a poem at those dotted positions.

Every dot is exactly covered by a word.

This time, the pool of ink turned into a mountain, and the dotted parts were written on.

Originally, it was just an immature painting drawn by a child, but it became advanced and vivid in an instant.

The children who laughed at him before, now bit their fingers one by one, staring dumbfounded.

The nurses next to her opened their eyes wide.

No wonder Mr. Si asked her to bring the young master here.

There are so many cultural people in this place! !

Si Jingbin raised his head, and was about to thank his eldest sister, but very cleverly recognized Su Ji through his hat and mask, "It's a beautiful sister!!"

He was very happy, and raised his arms to hug Su Ji!

Bian Tong is tall, so from this angle, only the hat on Su Ji's head can be seen.

But he still recognized Su Ji through the bracelet on his hand.

She raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, "Miss Su?"

Su Ji turned to him, raised the brim of his hat slightly, and greeted him in a gentlemanly way, "Lawyer Bian."

Bian Tong is still in China because of Ning Lihua's case, but the case has already been sentenced, he has a lot of free time, travels around the mountains and rivers every day, and takes a few jade carving jobs.

Si Jingbin hugged Su Ji, Su Ji patted his head, and he raised his face.

Si Jingbin's small lips were slightly pink and purple, which was a sign of a bad heart.

Su Ji asked the nanny behind him, "Did you take the panacea that you left with you?"

The nanny didn't recognize Su Ji, but she knew she was someone the young master knew, so she replied respectfully, "Take it with you wherever you go, don't worry, girl."

This is the new babysitter Si Ke hired later.

Except for the nanny who was injured in that car accident, this is already the third change.

Si Ke was very concerned about Si Jingbin's body, and he was very picky about the babysitter. If he didn't do it properly, he would be fired.

Su Ji nodded, and touched Si Jingbin's small face.

Bian Tong and Su Ji played with Si Jingbin at the Calligraphy Association for a while.

Although Si Jingbin didn't know Bian Tong, but because he helped him just now, he also liked him very much.

Su Ji looked away from the communication room next door, and happened to see an aunt looking at them.

The aunt was a warm-hearted know-it-all at first glance, so Su Ji asked her, "Excuse me, who has reserved the largest communication hall next door?"

Sure enough, the aunt knew, "Over there, it was reserved by the rich and old ladies of our Calligraphy Association. They are all old ladies from major families in our city. They have different identities. They never play with us. Don't even think about joining other people's organization, I heard that a new old lady has come to their group today, and they are holding a welcome party for her!"

For these wealthy people, the Calligraphy Association's exchange meeting is also an arty communication meeting.

These old ladies have money, leisure, and leisure.

But now Su Ji is allergic to the old lady, so he loses interest as soon as he hears it.

After staying for a while, Su Ji discovered that Bian Tong was very familiar with the calligraphy and painting styles of various dynasties.

As Pan Lian said, Bian Tong is a very knowledgeable person.

Su Ji has always been curious about a question. Since I bumped into him today, I wanted to ask him for advice, "Lawyer Bian, you seem to know the history of Dashang very well, and you also know about King Huai and his sweetheart, so... do you know What does the real King Huai look like?"

She is really curious! !

King Huai, the most beautiful man ever recorded in history books, is also in Dashang, so he will wear a mask every time he is on the battlefield.

Bian Tong bent his lips deeply, "Of course I know!"

Su Ji directly put the brush into his hand, his eyes lit up, "Then, can Lawyer Bian draw it for me to see?"

The corner of Bian Tong's mouth twitched, and the arrogance just now disappeared instantly, "Back to Miss Su, I, I don't know how to draw."

Su Ji, "You know how to draw. I saw the mountain you just painted for Bin Bin. It's so vivid that it looks like it's real."

Bian Tong, "..."

Let you show off!

"But it seems that there is no paper..."

Si Jingbin made up his mind, "Big brother! I have a lot!"

"..."

Bian Tong looked at the rice paper spread out in front of him, but couldn't write for a long time.

This... How can he draw it? ?

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