The God of War Returns and Spices Up Life With Marriage

Chapter 27

Ren Xingliu did the complete opposite. He had both a pretty attitude, and an even prettier calligraphy skill.

“Done.” Ren Xingliu dramatically waved his brush, completing the final stroke for ‘friendship’.

With his movements, everyone gradually came back to their senses.

“Great characters! These are wonderful!” Ke Fangsong stood in front of the table, a little short of words from astonishment.

He didn’t dare to pick the fine writing paper up before the ink dried, so he leaned forward slightly, and carefully studied each stroke.

Other calligraphy enthusiasts also gathered around, singing the same praises and popping four-word descriptions out of their mouths.

“Vigorous and firm strokes, heaven-level inner talents.”

“Clear and distinguish spacing, even distance in each.”

“The words came together, all in one breath.”

“It’s so rare to see a mix of old and new styles.”

The more they inspected, the better they found the calligraphy. Everyone then turned their eyes to Ren Xingliu, but by now, they held a completely different emotion inside.

Especially Ke Fangsong. When I first talked to him, I was a bit polite with elders, but now I was really enthusiastic. Even my name changed: “Little friend, how long have you been practicing this calligraphy?”

Especially for Ke Fangsong. At the beginning, he spoke to Ren Xingliu with the politeness of an elder, but now, he was showing genuine enthusiasm, and he even changed the manner he addressed the other person, “Young friend, how long have you been practicing your calligraphy?”

Ren Xingliu gave a vague answer, “Quite some time now.”

“Then you must have put quite a deal of effort, right?” Ke Fangsong asked.

Ren Xingliu answered, “Yes, I put great effort into my practicing.”

While he was at Sheng Dynasty, everyone used a brush. To make a name for himself, he had to work hard to master the skill.

Fortunately, there were many famous teachers at that time, and as a powerful minister, many of them were more than willing to teach him.

So, when the old men praised his handwriting for exhibiting the skills of great masters, they weren’t wrong. His skill was instructed by experts.

“What a rare seedling.” Ke Fangsong’s sigh was getting deeper and deeper, “Nowadays, there aren’t as many young people with your spirit.”

Being able to write with a brush was no big deal, what mattered was the ability to convey the character’s meaning.

Ke Fangsong is not from Lingcheng and doesn’t know much about the circles here, but he has seen a lot of dudes. After seeing everyone’s reaction and hearing Song Lao’s disparaging words, I thought Ren Xingliu was one of those troublesome swingers.

Ke Fangsong wasn’t from Ling City, so he wasn’t familiar with the social circle here, but he had seen his fair share of silk pants. Previously, he thought Ren Xingliu was one of those headache-inducing and promiscuous young masters, from seeing everyone’s reaction and listening to the disparaging remarks from Mr. Song.

Before, he had only said a few more words because of the youth’s humble and positive attitude.

But now, he had completely overturned his previous judgment.

The character “Ren Xingliu” is powerful and integrated on the back of the paper. It has both the inheritance of ancient methods and a broad image. This requires not only hard work and practice, but also talent and understanding.

Ren Xingliu’s calligraphy was so powerful that it was bleeding through the paper, embodying the inheritance of ancient methods while introducing innovation. This was more than putting effort into practice, but also having the talent and understanding.

Never mind as a young master who indulged themselves, even for his age, it was difficult for someone without experience, and the lapel of a jacket to write in such an imposing demeanor.

Like these gentlemen who invited him over today, they have all been practicing their calligraphy for many years, but in terms of expertise, none of them could compare to this youth.

The longer their interaction, the more Ke Fangsong liked Ren Xingliu. In the beginning, he only stepped out to smooth things over, but now, he was feeling bad for the youth.

Then he looked at the stunned old man beside him and said: “Mr. Song, I see that little friend Ren has a heroic character and a very open-minded character. He is definitely not a messy person. As an elder, if you have any displeasure, just say so. Well, why bother with a junior like this?”

He looked at the bewildered old man beside him and said, “Mr. Song, I see young Ren Xingliu’s valiant characters, and his optimistic view. He is definitely not a lawless lad. As his elder, be blunt about whatever is bothering you, instead of arguing with a junior.”

This phrase hinted that Mr. Song’s heart wasn’t on par with Ren Xingliu and was suspected of devising the junior.

Mr. Song’s face instantly turned red from the statement. He had the intention to defend himself, but he had run his mouth too much earlier, doing so would only embarrass himself more.

That wasn’t all. Ke Fangsong then glanced at Song Chengkai and gave somewhat of an advice, “Truth to be told, I think there’s nothing negative for the younger generation to socialize with young Ren Xingliu more.”

Mr. Song almost crooked his nose from the rage, but it was hard for him to refute.

He was just defending his grandson and showed a strong disdain towards Ren Xingliu, not looking keen on his company.

But the reality was that when Song Chengkai first got here, he acted as if he was forced to be here, then he hid and played on his phone, refusing to even cope with the elders.

Ren Xingliu did the complete opposite. He showed a nice attitude and even nicer calligraphy skill .

Comparing the two juniors, the immense difference was obvious at first glance.

Wouldn’t that show how biased and narrow-minded Mr. Song’s earlier remarks were?

“I have to disagree. I think Mr. Ke has a point. I can at first glance just how much effort was put into these characters. Expressing the feelings alone is already a difficult enough feat to achieve.”

“It seemed that Xingliu’s plan to cultivate his heart and nurturing his character aren’t lip service.”

“Well put. This isn’t limited to just our younger generations; I think we should also have more back and forth with Xingliu... Xingliu, come, write a set for me as well.”

“Yes, right, write more. I want one as well.”

As these people talked, they switched the conversation and surrounded Ren Xingliu, whether it be grinding ink or passing brushes. Their words also included a touch of friendliness.

Mr. Song: “...”

Don’t think he didn’t figure it out. They were just trying to sugarcoat Ren Xingliu into writing more!

These people were really too much. Their ages were getting to them, getting enchanted just by seeing a few pretty characters.

Even if he was feeling very displeased inside, there was one thing he had to admit.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

Watching from the side, Song Chengkai’s mouth twitched.

Correct, after a friendly exchange, everyone found that besides great calligraphy skill, Ren Xingliu also conveyed in a very calm manner.

Not only that, but he was able to hold a conversation with these old men. He even contributed some insightful knowledge.

So, in a short span of half a day, he became the most popular person present, perfectly integrating into these seniors’ social circle.

If the situation wasn’t sensitive, Song Chengkai would have charged right in and shook Ren Xingliu until he came to his senses.

We are this new era’s silk pants! The topics we excel at are supposed to be sports cars, watches, internet and small celebrities!

Definitely not any of these four arts, teas, maintaining health crap! More so on the five animal frolics!

In addition to his confusion, Song Chengkai inexplicably felt a sense of sorrow from being betrayed.

During his moment of speechlessness, he was smacked on the head again. He turned and said in grievance, “Grandfather, what did I do wrong this time?”

“You!” Mr. Song glared harshly at him and said resentfully, “In the future, watch how the Ren kid do things and learn from him.”

Song Chengkai: “......”

...

With great difficulty, Ren Xingliu finally retired from the ‘court’. Mr. Ren also had some business to attend to, so they parted ways.

Mr. Ren was in an extremely happy mood today. When they bid farewell, he was all smiles and earnestly gave his regards, “Be careful on the road back.”

Ren Xingliu showed a well-behaved expression. “Will do, grandfather.”

Bai Juanqiu also nodded. “Alright, grandfather.”

Ren Xingliu slowly gave Bai Juanqiu a glance. He saw the other person’s composed expression, not at all insincere.

“Good, good!” Mr. Ren felt more and more pleased. As if he suddenly remembered something, he slapped his thigh. “Oh right, I forgot to introduce Juanqiu to everyone!”

Just now, the old men were obsessed with Ren Xingliu’s words, while Bai Juanqiu kept in mind the organization’s instructions and tried not to speak unless necessary. Therefore, no one had time to pay attention to him until the end of the show.

Just now, the old folks were completely immersed in Ren Xingliu’s calligraphy, while Bai Juanqiu kept the task he was assigned to in mind and said as little as possible. Which was why throughout the whole interaction, no one had the chance to pay attention to him.

Mr. Ren was also submerged in his pride for Ren Xingliu and forgot to take the initiative to brag. This was a missed opportunity.

Ren Xingliu said, “There’s always a next time.”

“What do you know?” Mr. Ren glared at him. “There will be exclusive brags for next time.”

Ren Xingliu: “...”

Bai Juanqiu couldn’t resist clearing his throat lightly.

After leaving Mr. Ren’s sight, Ren Xingliu clicked his tongue, “It appears that my grandfather is very taken with you.”

Bai Juanqiu smiled and countered, “Isn’t that a good thing?”

“Of course it’s a good thing now.” Ren Xingliu wrinkled his nose and joked, “But if that’s really the case, when we break up, I hope you can be the scumbag this round...”

This was not the first time they have brought up ‘their breakup’, however, this time, Bai Juanqiu felt a discomfort inside. The lights in his eyes flickered, and he was about to say something.

But before he could speak, a figure suddenly rushed over from behind and blocked their way. It was Song Chengkai.

Song Chengkai tagged his lips and gave a provocative smile. “Ren Xingliu, why are you in such a hurry to leave?”

He was almost suffocated to death. Now the old men had finally dispersed, there was nothing left to hold him back. He quickly found an excuse to slip away and ran to block Ren Xingliu.

He refused to believe that against him, Ren Xingliu could continue to pretend just like he did with the old men.

Ren Xingliu gave him a puzzled look and asked, “Something you need?”

“Stop pretending, I won’t do this.” Song Chengkai sneered, deliberately irritating him with sharp words, “Ren Xingliu, our bet hasn’t been decided yet, have you forgotten it?”

“Quit pretending to be garlic. I ain’t eating it.” Song Chengkai sneered, deliberately using sharp words to provoke him, “Ren Xingliu, have you forgotten? There isn’t a victor in our bet yet.”

Of course he did.

Ren Xingliu asked without shame, “Can you give me some signs?”

Song Chengkai: “...”

He suspected that Ren Xingliu did it on purpose, but the other party’s expression was so sincere that his head got stuck for a moment, and he actually answered, “We agreed that the winner will be decided on the outer ring road, and the loser will give up and show off.” .”

He suspected that Ren Xingliu was doing this intentionally, but the other party’s expression was so sincere that the cogs in his brain stopped spinning for a moment. While his brain was still loading, he replied for real, “We agreed to determine the winner at the outer bound race. The loser will give up on Xianzhi.”

When he said the name at the end, he deliberately pronounced it with emphasis.

This was the source of their enmity and conflict.

He knew that once this name was mentioned, it would be absolutely impossible for Ren Xingliu to remain calm.

Their bet would continue until the winner was determined...

Then, he saw Ren Xingliu breathe a sigh of relief and say, “Oh, you’re talking about that. I have long forgotten about it. Go and do as you please.”

Song Chengkai: “?”

Without waiting for him to react, the young man next to Ren Xingliu took a step forward and gave a faint glance, saying coldly, “He already has a boyfriend, so I hope you won’t mention the past again.”

Song Chengkai: “???”