I heard that Lu Zhifen loved me for many years

Chapter 119 120: He just disagrees

"Grandpa, I'm here to see you!" A clear voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Shen Tianchang could tell who the person was at once, and he couldn't help being a little surprised, why did Gu Yanjue come here?

Lu Yaorong snorted coldly: "The stinky boy came very quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the room was opened a crack, and a head poked out from the crack, Gu Yanjue was looking inside with his pair of peach blossom eyes.

Seeing that Shen Tianchang was really there, he opened the door and walked in.

"Grandpa, this is drawing."

Gu Yanjue walked up to Lu Yaorong's unfinished painting on the table, and took a closer look: "Grandpa's painting skills have improved a lot compared to a while ago. The branches of this peach tree are vigorous and powerful. The... magpie on the screen...is really both in form and spirit, lifelike."

The corners of Shen Tianchang's mouth twitched, Gu Yanjue's flattering skills were really admirable.

So that crow-like bird is really... a magpie?
Lu Yaorong's expression was a little relieved: "Okay, save yourself the effort of flattering, I don't know whether I draw well or not?"

"Grandpa, what I say is sincere." Gu Yanjue's face was sincere, and he almost swear to God, but it's a pity that his acting skills are too bad.

"Although my painting is not very good, but your acting skills are even worse. At that time, you insisted on disobeying your father and joining the entertainment industry. I thought you could at least make a name for yourself. Look at those crappy TV series you acted in. Even I This old man feels embarrassed, I think if you don't get the best actor next year, you can go back to Gu's to work directly, and save your father from coming to me to enroll you for a copy whenever he has a chance..."

Shen Tianchang was completely dumbfounded. If these complaints about Gu Yanjue were posted on the Internet, he would definitely be sprayed to death by Gu Yanjue's idiotic fans...

Gu Yanjue felt a little wronged: "Why didn't I make a name for myself? I'm still the number one trafficker now!"

"What's the number one traffic? It's an incompetent little fresh meat. You have to be a bit promising, to be an upright actor, to be a performing artist."

"Unexpectedly, grandpa, you are very fashionable. You usually surf the Internet frequently, and you even know the term 'little fresh meat'."

Lu Yaorong was taken aback, if it wasn't for the many wrinkles on his face, everyone would have been able to see his embarrassment.

"It's not that you all play outside one by one, at least I have to find something to entertain myself."

"Didn't I come here? I'm not like one of your grandsons." Gu Yanjue took the opportunity to turn a corner and scolded Lu Zhifang.

Whenever Lu Yaorong thinks of Lu Zhifang, he gets a headache. He didn't cooperate with the blind date at first, but now he finds such a one for him... His eyes turned to Shen Tianchang...

Anyway, he just disagrees!
"Miss Shen, can you play mahjong?"

Shen Tianchang was suddenly called by Gu Yanjue, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he realized: "Um... a little bit."

"Grandpa, shall we go play mahjong?" Gu Yanjue raised an eyebrow at Lu Yaorong.

Normally, Lu Yaorong would have thrown away his pen and happily set up a table with Gu Yanjue, but due to the presence of Shen Tianchang, in order to maintain his "majesty", he could only say sternly: "What kind of mahjong are you playing? I haven't finished drawing yet." What, playful things!"

Of course, Gu Yanjue also understood that Lu Yaorong's battle was to show his dignity in front of Shen Tianchang, but who told him that he came with a mission today, and he couldn't be blamed for not showing face.

"Grandpa, as the saying goes, without diamonds, if you don't do porcelain work, no matter how much you paint, crows can't turn into magpies, right?" Gu Yanjue said with a flattering smile.

Lu Yaorong's forehead suddenly surged with blood, and after stepping back from his seat, his position in the hearts of these juniors went from bad to worse, it was really embarrassing: "Stinky boy, get out of here!"

"Grandpa, don't be angry. You see, I finally came here. You also know that I didn't like to come to your Wanjuan Pavilion when I was a child. Why don't we play something else for entertainment."

Gu Yanjue passed a step directly, and Lu Yaorong looked a little better again, took out a tablet computer from the drawer, and walked out directly.

(End of this chapter)