Chapter 659

Everyone was impressed by his demeanor, and at the moment they were all silent, and no one dared to speak abruptly.

"Mr. Qin is able to come, it's my, Tang, someone's lucky for three lifetimes. Prepare tea! Prepare paper and pen!" Mr. Tang's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

After a while, an old-fashioned Eight Immortals table was ready and was carried up by a servant. It was a table commonly used by Mr. Tang to practice calligraphy.

The top-quality wolf cents, rice paper, and inkstone were all placed on the table.

"I don't know if these can be used together? If they don't work, I'll have someone change them!" Old Man Tang asked.

"Suitable for use." Qin Yue said calmly, always so cold and cold.

Tang Yue was excited and took the initiative to talk: "Mr. Qin, today is my grandfather's birthday, so please write a birthday speech! Whatever you write, just follow your wishes! I'll polish the ink for you!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Yue raised his hand and picked up the ink ingot on the inkstone table, and was about to grind the ink.

Qin Yue raised his eyes and motioned her to put it down with his eyes.

Tang Yue was stunned. Although he was unhappy, he could only put it down. He knew that Qin Yue had many eccentricities, and he didn't know what he was going to do? Is it possible to let grandpa come to grind the ink in person?

Qin Yue looked at Su Bei and said, "Will you help me polish my ink?"

It was an inquiry, but the cold tone was so firm that Su Bei couldn't refuse.

Su Bei had no choice but to go to help him grind the ink. She had written before herself, but it was not difficult for her to grind ink.

Mr. Tang twitched his beard and smiled. Both were granddaughters. It made no difference to him who brushed the ink.

Tang Yue didn't think so. Qin Yue was invited by her, so she should accompany Qin Yue in matters related to Qin Yue, not Su Bei.

But when Qin Yue spoke in person, she couldn't be too argumentative.

"What do you want to write?" Qin Yue asked.

"Me?" Subei didn't expect that he would ask himself.

"It's you." Qin Yue smiled like the breeze and the bright moon.

Everyone's eyes are on Su Bei. Let's look more seriously now, but Su Bei is more pleasing to the eye than before. On her face without makeup, her eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, and her temperament is also outstanding. Standing with Qin Yue, people find that she also has That kind of noble temperament like the bright moon.

It is different from the temperament carried by the girls from the entertainment circle that everyone thinks.

She is very skilled in grinding ink, as if she often does such things.

Tang Yue can't wait to go up and say it for Su Bei, but on this occasion, it's really inconvenient for her to be in the limelight, so she can only hold back ruthlessly.

Su Bei thought for a while, and said, "It's better to write, 'When you fill up your birthday wine, I would like to congratulate you on your birthday; if you ask how your birthday is, it will be more blessed than Nanshan'. What do you think, Mr. Qin?"

"Very good." Qin Yue lowered his head and raised his pen.

An elder said, "A good one, 'Ask how your longevity is, it is more blessed than Nanshan', Mr. Tang, I really envy you. Your granddaughter is really talented."

"It's ridiculous!" Old Man Tang said with a laugh.

"These sentences, together with the words sent by Su Bei, are a piece of "Mulan Flowers in the World". The picture sent by Su Bei is the upper tie, and these sentences are the lower tie. I didn't expect it, but it's really right! It's really good!"

After being reminded by the elder, Mr. Tang pondered for a while, and it was true, it was equivalent to Qin Yue writing the unfinished squat.