Therefore, after seeing Xiao Yu's temperament, the old man could no longer sit still. He put down what he had at hand and walked to Xiao Yu. When he saw Xiao Yu's word, he was completely shocked. Xiao Yu was so young, but the character and charm shown in his word made it difficult for him to look at him.

The people who originally wrote Spring Festival couplets on this old man's character stall followed him after seeing the old man coming to Xiao Yu's place. They didn't know how to write calligraphy, but they could see the words written by Xiao Yu, which made them feel very comfortable after reading them.

After Xiao Yu finished writing this Spring Festival couplet, Wang Junlin and the others brought another large square piece of paper. After looking at such a large piece of paper, he knew that this was the word "Fu" posted on the shadow wall. This is also a custom in the north! Generally, the word "Fu" is posted on the shadow wall, and the word "Fu" is still pasted upside down, commonly known as "Fu".

Xiao Yu's large brush was dipped ink on the inkstone and outlined it on the square red mounting paper. Xiao Yu's writing was as if he had a magical stroke, and his strokes were vigorous and powerful, like an iron-painted silver hook. Looking at this word was like seeing a great scholar standing proudly between heaven and earth, looking down at the crowd.

"Papa..." When the last stroke of Xiao Yu's huge word "Fu" fell, the old man took the lead and clapped.

He really admires Xiao Yu's handwriting. How old Xiao Yu is, it seems that he is only in his twenties! But he can write a pen with a handwriting to express the charm. This is what many calligraphy people dream of, and only by writing the charm can he be called a master.

"Little brother, you really have the style of a master! I admire you..." The old man looked at Xiao Yu, and saw that Xiao Yu's face had always been very calm and he was not at all complacent, so he couldn't help but say with admiration.

Although there are many masters who can write calligraphy with charm, young people like Xiao Yu have definitely been rare since ancient times.

"Haha, you're too old!" Xiao Yu chuckled and said after hearing the old man's words.

There are many rooms in Xiao Yu's house, and a pair of small Spring Festival couplets must be posted at the door of each room, and there are also some characters for blessing in the yard to be posted, so after Xiao Yu said something to the old man, he continued to write Spring Festival couplets.

After more than an hour, Xiao Yu finally finished his pen and stood up. After more than an hour of hard work, Xiao Yu finally wrote all the Spring Festival couplets needed at home.

"Little brother, please help me write a couplet!"

Xiao Yu had just finished his writing, and the old man walked over and said, "This old man was also happy to see the hunting. Xiao Yu was so young, but he had such achievements in calligraphy. With time, Xiao Yu's achievements were absolutely incalculable. Even if he became a saint of calligraphy like Wang Xizhi, it was not impossible, so he asked Xiao Yu for a pair of calligraphy treasures.

"This... OK!" Xiao Yu said after hearing the old man's words for a moment.

His handwriting is not something that cannot be given to others, nor does it mean that he cannot meet people. As long as he does not use his handwriting to make a profit, he doesn't care. Besides, he is happy during the New Year. Writing Spring Festival couplets is even more normal. In Xiao Yu's memory, Zhong Kui often helped the villagers write Spring Festival couplets back then, so Xiao Yu only considered the old man's request and agreed.

This old man is a professor in the Chinese department of university and has also written good calligraphy. He was bored during the Chinese New Year, so he came here to set up a stall to write Spring Festival couplets. Moreover, he has been writing Spring Festival couplets for many years, but now after seeing Xiao Yu's calligraphy, he suddenly felt that it was difficult to take out his calligraphy.

"Let me write a couplet for me too!"

"Yes! Please write a copy for me too!"

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These onlookers also said to Xiao Yu when he saw that Xiao Yu agreed to the old man's request.

"Uh...Okay!" After hearing these people's words, Xiao Yu looked at the sky and saw that it was still early, so he responded.

"Okay...Okay......" After hearing Xiao Yu agree, the onlookers shouted.

With the cheers here, more and more people gathered over and surrounded the place. When Xiao Yu helped the old man there write Spring Festival couplets, the people who came to watch later lined up after seeing the Spring Festival couplets written by Xiao Yu, they also lined up behind the queue.

Some people here understand calligraphy, while others don’t. After looking at Xiao Yu’s calligraphy, they wanted to ask for a calligraphy treasure. People who don’t understand calligraphy only look at Xiao Yu’s calligraphy more comfortable than others on this street, so they all lined up behind the line.

"But I'm fine, I can write until five o'clock and count as much as I can. Don't be surprised if I'm not going to be the one who's not going to do it!" Xiao Yu said to them after seeing the growing team.

Xiao Yu had no choice. Nowadays, more and more people gather. If you don’t talk about the time, you may not finish writing until the night. After people waited for a long time, they would probably be scolded to death if they didn’t write it.

Some people behind the line left the place after seeing the long line and hearing Xiao Yu's words.

"I said you are the young man, too. We are not afraid of being troubled to wait in line. You will not write until five o'clock. Isn't this picking up the air?"

After hearing these words from Xiao Yu, some people walked away, but some people did not. One of the young men in their thirties showed a disgust on their faces, and they looked at Xiao Yu who was talking.

"Sir, you don't want to wait. No one forces you to force you. You can stay away from waiting, but please be careful when you speak!" After hearing this person's words, Xiao Yu just smiled but didn't say anything. If Xiao Yu doesn't say it doesn't mean others don't say it, so as soon as the person finished speaking, Wang Junlin said to the man.

"Oh! How come you can get a bed bug after eating melon seeds? Since you have set up a stall, won't you let me say it? Let's talk about what the words were written?" After hearing Wang Junlin's words, the man did not move away from the team, but shouted exaggeratedly.

"Do you have to wait for the broken characters? You can't wait for the broken characters! Besides, people will write them for free, and you will get them for free. If you think you are waiting, you can go to the charging place!"

At this time, the old man in his sixties at the beginning could not bear to listen and said to the man.

"Are you sick? Who will spend money if you have free ones?" The man looked at the old man with disdain and said.

"Since you know it's free, don't mess with so many fallacies! People are willing to write as much as they want!" The old man said glaring at the man.

"Haha, although it's free, it's not easy for us to wait. Besides, the air I breathe is still free. Why don't you let me line up to suck?"

The man chuckled and said with disdain.

"Uh......" After hearing the man's words, the old man opened his mouth but said nothing. He sighed slightly in his heart and said, "Didn't my argument with such a person lower my IQ?" Thinking of this, he shook his head and stopped talking.

The man saw that the old man was not arguing with him, and a smile appeared on his face as a winner.

As time passes by, although Xiao Yu writes very quickly, it is a brush calligraphy after all, not a hard pen calligraphy, so even if it is fast, it is not much faster.

"Xiao Yu, it's five o'clock!" Wang Junlin walked to Xiao Yu and said softly while Xiao Yu was writing.

"Oh!" After hearing Wang Junlin's words, Xiao Yu looked up at the sky. It was indeed not too early. Xiao Yu looked at the people waiting in line for Spring Festival couplets, and there were about ten people. The person was waiting in the crowd just now. Xiao Yu thought for a while and continued to lift the pen and write.

Xiao Yu has no likes and dislikes about this person. When the world is big, he will have any kind of people. If he cares about such a person, he will think he is the second person, so he just ignores it.

"There are more than a dozen people, and I won't write it after I finish writing today!" Xiao Yu said to the dozen people queuing up.

After hearing Xiao Yu's words, these people breathed a long sigh. They had just read the time and saw that it was already five o'clock. They had been waiting for more than two hours now. If Xiao Yu said he would not write, wouldn't they just wait in vain? When they were upset, they heard Xiao Yu say that he would finish writing these people, and smiles suddenly appeared on their faces.

After all, after waiting for two hours, they didn't wait in vain. But if Xiao Yu said he wouldn't write, they would have no choice. After all, Xiao Yu had already said that he had written until five o'clock.

Xiao Yu kept writing. When it was the turn of the person who had just spoken, a smile suddenly appeared on the man's face and said, "Write quickly! I'm still waiting to go home for dinner!"

Xiao Yu raised his head and glanced at the man. When he saw this man, his brows frowned slightly, but soon a smile appeared on his face, he shook his head, and lowered his head to write a pair of Spring Festival couplets.

After seeing the Spring Festival couplet written by Xiao Yu, a hint of joy appeared on his face. He knew a little bit about calligraphy. Although he couldn't see how good Xiao Yu's calligraphy was, he knew that Xiao Yu's calligraphy was good, at least better than others wrote on this street, so he waited here for more than two hours.

In less than half an hour, Xiao Yu finished writing Spring Festival couplets for these people and sent them away. At this time, the sky became slightly darker. After Xiao Yu and the others packed up their things, they saw the old man at the beginning, standing there without leaving.

"Old man, is there anything else?" The old man had not spoken much about protecting him just now, so Xiao Yu saw that the old man had not left, so he asked him.

"That's right, little brother, on the tenth day of the first lunar month, our district veteran cadre activity center held a calligraphy competition, and there was still a judge. I want to invite you to participate, you can see......"

After hearing Xiao Yu's words, the man said to Xiao Yu. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!