When Qin Yang returned home, his parents and Situ Xiang had not returned from shopping.

Qin Yang turned on the TV casually, leaned on the sofa, and picked up the phone.

At this time it was the twenty-ninth Chinese New Year, and it was only the last day before the New Year. Qin Yang thought that he should also wish everyone the New Year.

It seemed troublesome to send blessing phrases one by one, and the batch of New Year blessings was too uninspiring. Qin Yang pondered for a few minutes, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, anyway, just idle, just write it yourself.

If he said nothing, Qin Yang went back to his house to collect them, and then he returned to the living room with a good roll of rice paper, brush inkstone and ink.

Pour some water in the inkstone, Qin Yang began to polish the ink, and soon it became thick ink.

Qin Yang picked up the brush, spread out the rice paper and pressed it down. He thought of the words in his mind, sketched it out in the void, and then dipped the brush in thick ink, swiped the brush down, and danced with dragons and phoenixes.

After Qin Yang finished writing, he added the year, month and his own name. After looking at it, he was quite satisfied.

Qin Yang picked up the phone, took a picture of this New Year's greeting, and sent it to a circle of friends.

"On the occasion of the New Year, thank my relatives and friends for handwriting a picture, I wish everyone peace, health and happiness!"

After thinking about it, Qin Yang opened Weibo again, attached this photo, and posted a Weibo.

Qin Yang was originally prepared to be lazy. After all, there are many relatives and friends, and I find it troublesome to call one by one, so I send it in batches. Who knows, once this friend circle and Weibo were posted, the Internet suddenly became lively. stand up.

"Oh, Qin Dashen's handwriting? Although I am not a master of calligraphy, I still know a little bit of calligraphy. This calligraphy is not a little bit deep. It is a master of calligraphy. It is amazing. Calligrapher?"

"Wow, this is quite sincere. Handwritten New Year greetings are much more sincere than those routine New Year greetings!"

"Qin Yang's calligraphy is so good? God Qin, ask for a calligraphy. I will hang in the living room at home and worship!"

"I just want to ask, is there something that God Qin doesn't know? Is it possible that only having children can stump him?"

"I belong to the Calligraphy Association. I have a deep knowledge of calligraphy. I have obviously entered the room. I already have my own style. It is very powerful! Qin Yang has won the first place in the Chopin International Piano Competition to prove himself. Qin Yang also knows how to paint and paint, how can a person be such an all-rounder, he is only twenty-two!"

"Great God, begging for calligraphy! Or, on the occasion of the New Year, let's have another draw and take your calligraphy as a prize. I think everyone will love it!"

"Tongue calligraphy!"

"Qin Yang wrote this by himself? It's hard to believe, maybe someone else wrote it?"

...

Everyone on Weibo was shocked by Qin Yang's calligraphy, and Qin Yang's circle of friends was similar. After all, before that, Qin Yang had not revealed his calligraphy skills in front of everyone.

Classmate A: "Wow, Qin Yang, your calligraphy is so good, I haven't seen you show it before!"

Han Qingqing: "Good writing! Happy New Year!"

Classmate B: "Awesome! Qin Yang, is there anything else you don't know?"

Lu Junyi: "Brother, you can write this word really well. When I come back from the beginning, I will write two pictures for my sister!"

He Tianfeng: "Boss, that's it? Don't tell me, you have to write a special one for me!"

Wen Yuyan: "You have great skill, happy new year!"

Zhuang Mengdie: "Well written well, when you come back, write us the New Year couplet!"

Li Siqi: "32 likes, happy new year!"

Lan Lingyu: "Happy New Year!"

Yan Zibing: "The characters are beautiful, happy new year!"

...

There is a comment on Happy New Year in the circle of friends, which seems to be stable and peaceful, but since Qin Yang posted this circle of friends, his Fetion chat box has been flashing non-stop.

Li Siqi: "Happy New Year, bring me a handwritten book! I want you to write a picture for me alone. If you have my name, I want to use Weibo to pretend to be forced!"

He Tianfeng: "Boss, hehe, write me a picture alone, um, write something with high ambitions or something, if you want to bring my name, I will go back to the living room at home, as your loyal little brother, you will not refuse me Right?"

Situ Xiang: "The home is idle. Auntie also saw it. Let me tell you. I will leave the writing of Spring Festival couplets at home to you. I will buy the pair of training papers later and let you prepare..."

Han Qingqing: "Are you busy? You have time to write, at home?"

...

Qin Yang is the first two big people. He was thinking about being lazy. Writing a New Year greeting can be sent in groups without being too routine. After all, those who paste and copy the group sent New Year greetings may not even read them carefully. Yes, at most, there is an impression that whoever sent it to himself, and then paste it back and send one, nothing more.

Lazy is stealing, but who knows has attracted so many requests for words, and there is no way to refuse!

Those who can ask for words in private are obviously not related. This is obviously inconvenient to refuse. Qin Yang bound himself, and only agreed one by one.

Qin Yang had the final say, he actually had to write eleven sets of calligraphy. These written calligraphy had to be photographed and sent to others, and finally all the calligraphy had to be mailed to others...

Forget it, you can't live by committing evil!

Write it!

Thinking of Han Qingqing, Qin Yang simply connected the video with Han Qingqing, chatting while doing preparations.

Han Qingqing looked at the paper, ink, pen and inkstone spread by Qin Yang on the desk, and smiled: "I don't think you still have this ability."

Qin Yang joked casually while rubbing his ink: "Hey, I can't get on anymore, I'll go to the Calligraphy Association to get a name~lightnovelpub.net~ and write for someone to make a living..."

Han Qingqing smiled and joked: "Yes, I can play the piano, thank you for the calligraphy, and show people the illness, this day will definitely be very moist and comfortable."

Qin Yang smiled, and suddenly thought about Situ Xiang's affairs, he hesitated a little, and finally decided to take the initiative to frankly: "Qingqing, Xiangxiang is also at my home, she has no other relatives, it happened to be with me this time to save my parents, my parents just I took her to the house for the New Year together..."

Han Qingqing gave a hum, there was no surprise or surprise on her face, and she asked with concern: "That's pretty good. Her previous life was too bad, and she didn't feel the warmth of home. Uncles and aunts are so Good people must be nice to her... By the way, what happened to Uncle's leg injury?"

When Qin Yang was in Las Vegas before, when she was in a video chat with Han Qingqing, she had already told her about Labdi, so she knew that Qin Hua had injured her leg. For Han Qingqing, she is now able to Accepting this rain of bullets, which is difficult for ordinary people, has been able to discuss these things in a calm mind.

Qin Yang looked at Han Qingqing's expression, his heart loosened, and grinned: "It's okay, the shrapnel is inserted very shallowly. No, I have already gone shopping..."