Chapter 616 622, Brother Jin V587 (one more)

Mo Zhixuan was wearing a clean and dust-free white shirt, the cuffs were neatly rolled up a few times, revealing a fair and strong arm. .

   Looking at him like this, he looks like a young master who came out of a book.

   is personable and unparalleled in the world.

  Chu Jin was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted. He rolled up his sleeves, walked to Mo Zhixuan, picked up the ink ingot, and reached the inkstone platform with some water, and then slowly began to grind.

   Her posture of researching ink is very professional, and she still uses her left hand. After a while, a faint fragrance of ink wafts out.

  Mo Zhixuan held a brush in his hand, dipped ink in the inkstone, leaned over, and started writing.

   Two lines of cursive landed on the red paper.

   See words like people.

   This sentence is true.

  Mo Zhixuan's words, like his whole person, are written in one stroke, full of ink, vigorous and natural, majestic!

   The clouds and flowing water reveal the majesty of the tyrant!

   Even some contemporary calligraphers would feel ashamed when they saw such a character.

The characters    can only be seen in museums now.

   "How did you write for your husband?" Mo Zhixuan raised his eyes and looked at Chu Jin. In his deep phoenix eyes, there was an unreachable blackness, like ink.

  Chu Jin slightly hooked his lips, and slowly spit out two words, "I can see."

   "Dishonest," Mo Zhixuan put down his brush and leaned over, "You should be punished."

   Before Chu Jin could react, this man held his head on his head and kissed him straight. This is the advantage of his height!

   Mr. Mo's long legs of nearly 1.9 meters are not just as simple as looking good.

   In fact, Chu Jin has grown a lot this year, from 165 to 170, but compared with Mr. Mo, she is like a dwarf, her head can barely touch his shoulder.

   He not only kissed, but also gently bit on the red lips, leaving a row of teeth marks, which is heartwarming.

   After the kiss, Chu Jin gently pushed him away, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Do you want me to say I can't see it?"

  Mo Zhixuan looked at her and said slowly, "It's more than just being able to see, it's just a wonderful brushstroke."

   "narcissism." Chu Jin raised his eyebrows lightly, and then said, "I'm afraid you haven't seen a real beautiful flower, right?"

   When the words fell, he picked up the brush, opened the bow left and right, and quickly left two lines on the red paper.

   "Wow! It's amazing!" Mo Qingyi applauded excitedly from the side. It was the first time Mo Qingyi saw someone write with both hands at the same time.

   And it is still a brush, and more importantly, the writing is so beautiful!

  The power penetrates the back of the paper, and it is beautiful and tall, like a horse that is off the reins and flying like a dragon.

   Compared with Mo Zhixuan's handwriting, it is not inferior at all.

   "I've won the award, I've won the award," Chu Jin smiled and clasped his fist at Mo Qingyi.

  Mo Qingyi raised his mobile phone and looked at Chu Jin, "Brother Jin, I want to get angry with Kuaiyin, can you fulfill my wish?"

   Kuaiyin is a super popular video app in mainland China. Many life experts and Internet celebrities have registered on it, and then they can get likes and attention by sending videos or live broadcasts.

   Even ordinary people can post videos.

  Some people can even become internet celebrities overnight with a video.

   "Huh? How to say?" Chu Jin looked at her and raised his eyebrows slightly.

  Mo Qingyi saw that there was a play, and then said, "Brother Jin, you can write it again. I will use the mobile phone to record it and upload it to Kuaiyin. Your bowing posture is definitely technical, it will definitely be popular!"

   "Brother Jin, don't worry, I will find an angle to avoid your face." Mo Qingyi continued.

"Okay." Chu Jin nodded slightly, put away the written Spring Festival couplets, laid out the red paper again, then turned to look at Mo Zhixuan, "Don't be stunned, go and study ink, I didn't see that I was going to start busy. ?"

   Mo Zhixuan was also willing to cooperate with her, and immediately bent down to act like a servant, "If you have it, please do it."

   Seeing Chu Jin's agreement, Mo Qingyi quickly took out his phone from his pocket, "Brother Jin, wait a minute, I'll choose a more aggressive background music."

   "Yes," Chu Jin habitually raised his hand and brushed his hair, and said coolly, "Tell me after you choose."

   "Mmmm." Mo Qingyi nodded hastily.

   A minute later, Mo Qingyi chose a super domineering ancient style music, intercepted the climax part as the back music, and gestured "ok" towards Chu Jin, "Brother Jin is fine."

  Chu Jin skillfully picked up the brush, leaned slightly, raised and fell with both hands, and the whole movement was very smooth and domineering.

  The video was recorded, Mo Qingyi edited a paragraph, 【Brother Jin V587! ] and then tap Send.

   There have been many calligraphers on Kuaiyin, but there are almost no people who can draw a bow from left to right like Chu Jin!

   Therefore, as soon as this video of Mo Qingyi was released, it attracted countless fans to watch.

  【Boss, please take my knee. 】

   [Visually, the sound master will be on fire and quickly occupy the front row. 】

【really? Master-level calligraphers do not necessarily have such skills, this person in the video? 】

  【So awesome! I didn't even see how she wrote it. 】

  【Is the video edited? Is this really written by one person? 】

  【From the perspective of a professional editor, this video has not been processed in any way. Except for the background music, the sound owner has not even turned on the beauty function. 】

   [Sound Master, you are awesome. 】

   [Everyone shouts together: Brother Jin v587! Downstairs, please pay attention to the formation. 】

  …

  Various sounds are available.

  Mo Qingyi has been registered on Kuaiyin for over a year, and he has never received so many comments. For a time, he jumped up with excitement.

   Moreover, this video quickly became popular.

   "Brother Jin, Brother Jin, I'm really hot, look at you, there are 500 comments!" Mo Qingyi excitedly showed Chu Jin his phone.

   In just ten minutes, 500 comments are really a lot.

   Moreover, even with Mo Qingyi, the number of fans followed the rise of biubiu.

   made Mo Qingyi feel like being an internet celebrity.

   After writing the couplet, Chu Jin was busy with Mo Zhixuan to paste the couplet and hang the lantern.

   At this time, the sky has gradually darkened.

  The sound of firecrackers is getting louder and louder.

  The sky is also full of fireworks.

  The Mo family is more traditional. Before starting the New Year's Eve dinner, you must first worship your ancestors.

   After preparing the tribute and paper money, the group walked to the ancestral hall.

   In previous years, when the ancestors were worshipped, there were only three deserted people.

   This year, there were 6 people, twice as many as in previous years. Along the way, there was a lot of fun talking and laughing.

  According to the practice of the ancestors, outsiders are not allowed to step into the inner temple, but Mrs. Mo said that it is a new era now, and the old ways of the past are not good, so I took everyone to go together, it was very lively.

The    ancestral hall is also located in the Phoenix Manor, so there is not much road to go there.

   Cannon must be fired before offering worship.

   Then burn paper money and place tributes.

The    ceremony is very complicated. Chu Jin has never experienced these before, and everything is very novel. He has been following behind Mo Zhixuan, asking questions.

  Mo Zhixuan picked up a string of firecrackers and hung it on the tree, looked sideways at Chu Jin, "Cover your ears, I'm going to start the fire."

  Chu Jin immediately took a step back and covered his ears tightly.

   With a series of crackling sounds, the ancestor worship ceremony officially started.

   Mo Qingyi and Chu Xiu squatted there burning paper money.

  Mo Zhixuan took Chu Jin to set the tribute.

   After ancestor worship.

   New Year's Eve dinner kicked off.

   A large table is full of dishes, including fish and shrimp, and the dishes are very rich.

  Chu Jin picked up the phone, took a photo, and posted a Weibo.

  The Return of the Dead V: Happy New Year! 【Picture jpg】

   Then set up a red envelope of 100,000 yuan.

  50,000 copies were received within ten minutes.

  Mo Zhixuan also sent a red envelope.

   The cover of the red envelope shows 5,200,000, and then @宮人回V.

  Because the amount of red envelopes is very large, almost everyone received a dozen or twenty dollars.

   This is already a super package on Weibo!

  【Blind my dog's eyes! Thanks for the big red envelope! 】

  【I love this show of affection! 】

  【Who is like me who silently counted how many zeros? ]]

   [Do you dare to come to 1314520? 】

  【Thank you brother-in-law for the red envelope. 】

  【Thank you brother-in-law for the red envelope, don’t mess up the formation downstairs. 】

  【The trench, the trench is soaring! 】

   Those who call brother-in-law are all fans of the old family.

   Of course, Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan didn't know about the following things, because after they posted on Weibo, they started to eat.

  The Mo family doesn't have a rule of not eating, not talking, or sleeping, so there is a lot of chatting and laughing at the dinner table, which is very lively.

   New Year's Eve dinner is very slow.

  The house is equipped with heating, so you are not afraid that the dishes will cool down.

When    came to an end, Mrs. Mo prepared lucky money for everyone present.

  Mo Zhixuan also sent a red envelope to everyone.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Chu Jin helped to clean up the dishes together, but when she picked up the rag to wash the dishes, Mrs. Mo was kicked out of the kitchen, "I can come here, you young people can go out and play. "

   "Yes, Brother Jin, you can ask my mother to do these things. Let's go to the Spring Festival Gala together." Mo Qingyi took Chu Jin to the living room.

   Nowadays, watching the Spring Festival Gala in New Year's Eve has become a habit of Chinese people.

  20 o'clock exactly, the Spring Festival Gala has just started.

In the living room, Mo Zhixuan and Chu Xiu were already sitting on the sofa. They didn't know what they were talking about. Seeing Chu Jin and Mo Qingyi coming over, Mo Zhixuan stood up, "I'll cut some fruit for you, you guys. What do you want to eat?"

   "I want pineapples and lychees." Mo Qingyi spoke first.

   "Peach." Chu Jin continued.

   "Watermelon, thank you brother-in-law." Chu Xiu thanked very politely.

  Mo Qingyi touched his head with a smile, "Young man, there is a future, a future,"

  The Mo family keeps all kinds of fruits all year round, even if they are out of season, they have plenty. After Mo Zhixuan responded, he went to prepare the fruits.

  These nuts are also on the table.

   "You are the only boy here, don't eat it, peel it for us." Mo Qingyi picked up a bag of macadamia nuts and handed it to Chu Xiu.

  Chu Xiu didn't refute either. He took the bag without complaint. He almost didn't even need an opener. He could squeeze the nut shell with his bare hands.

   Mo Qingyi was stunned for a moment, thinking in his heart, if this was shot on Kuaiyin, would it become popular?

   Ten minutes later, Mo Zhixuan walked in with two trays of fruit.

   A funny sketch is playing on the TV.

   Mo Qingyi's slightly demonic laughter echoed throughout the room.

   Even Chu Jin chuckled softly.

   This is how the Chinese New Year should look. It seems that the Mo family has never been so happy. It would be even better if they were adding a few more children.

  Mo Zhixuan walked over, hugged Chu Jin in his arms, and sat on the sofa together to watch the sketch.

   The other three laughed out loud, but Mo Zhixuan couldn't find anything to laugh at.

   Before that, he didn't know what the Spring Festival Gala was.

   After watching for a while, Chu Jin's cell phone began to vibrate non-stop.

   She took out her mobile phone and looked at it. Almost all of them were blessing text messages. Although they were sent in a group, it was someone's heart anyway. Chu Jin also edited a blessing text message and sent it out.

   At the same time, the mobile phones of the other three dinged.

   When Chu Jin sent a text message, he clicked on the group message, so everyone present received it except the others.

  Mo Qingyi immediately took out his mobile phone and said with some surprise, "Yeah! Brother Jin, have you sent me a text message? The new year is here, the text message arrives. The text message comes, blessings arrive..."

  Mo Zhixuan took out his mobile phone and saw the text message sent by Chu Jin. He has an excellent memory. He raised his eyes to look at Chu Jin and frowned slightly, "Why is my text message the same as hers?"

   "Of course it's the same for group postings." Chu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly.

   "Then can I do the same?" Mo Zhixuan said with a serious face, "You re-send it to me."

  Mo Qingyi: "..."

  Chu Embroidery: "..."

  Chu Jin: "..."

   In desperation, Chu Jin had to edit a different text message and send it to him.

   (end of this chapter)