Talented Young Lady

After the book case is put in place, the guests get up one after another, and the people in the middle step back to both sides.

Of course, most of the people are going to Miss Zhang.

Even Mr. Mo and Mr. Yu got up and retreated to the back. They spoke in a low voice.

I just feel a little sweat in my hands.

Lu Li shook my hand, helped me a little, and took me up.

At the same time, when he got up, he whispered in my ear: "don't think too much. Even if I failed, it's just such a big thing. Anyway, in the circle now, I don't know who you Gu Qing is."

I er, my heart actually relaxed for a moment.

Yes, I can not only borrow the young rogue, I am also a nobody!

Even if I lose face, I can't lose it anywhere.

What am I afraid of!

Even touch the edge of death, there is nothing terrible.

I just want to do my best.

Even when the guests went back to the table, they were all very quiet.

Then, I saw Mr. Yun's hand in his leg and raised his thumb to me.

His action almost flashed by. I almost thought I was dazzled and blinked twice.

I didn't think I was wrong until I heard Lu Li's light laughter.

The two cases are five meters apart. After someone put all the four treasures of the study in place, the people around them scattered.

After Lu Li shook my hand again, without saying a word, he backed away with a smile and went back to Mr. Yun and them together.

I took a breath and went to the desk.

I rolled up my sleeves, picked up the ink with rosin, dipped it in the water and rubbed it gently in the inkstone.

With the thick black pure ink under the ink ingot, my heart also completely calmed down.

In front of me, as if with the ink rendering out of the lines, there appeared the beautiful color of Mulan paddock.

So magnificent, so gorgeous, so broad

It's boundless.

I took a breath and chose a medium brush from a row of pens.

With my eyes closed slightly, I took three deep breaths.

The sounds around me seemed to be far away. In the silence, I heard the sound of leaves.

It was like the sound of fallen leaves, and it seemed to be the sound of breaking the ground.

In an instant, from fallen leaves to broken soil, from tender to golden, my eyes and ears, flashed across the south of the Yangtze River in spring and the Great Wall in late autumn.

I opened my eyes, writing like clouds, like water, a wave.

Liu Yuxi wrote down his autumn poems: since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely. I said that autumn is better than spring Dynasty. When the sky is clear and a crane is on the clouds, the poem will be brought to the blue sky.

After finishing the last stroke, I picked up the pen, gently put it on the penholder, and then slowly put down my sleeve, and then slowly stepped back two steps.

When I was surprised to stare, and then did not wait for Lu Li to prompt, I flopped down on my knees again, and seriously kowtowed three heads.

I'm not stupid. When Lu Li explained the guests to me, Mr. Yu is not only a master of calligraphy, but also a master of gold and stone. However, he is very old. Over the years, he has not taken a lot of carving knives, and there is no outflow of works.

So, it's not money that can measure it.

He actually took this as a meeting gift, that is to say, he affirmed the status of my registered apprentice.

I even kowtow a few heads here, but the noise is a little big. The people who originally poured into Mr. Zhang's side also came.

First of all, those guests went to read my words, then gave out exclamations, and then came to inquire again. After learning that Mr. Yu had accepted me as a registered apprentice, they were congratulated.

In such a lively atmosphere, no one paid attention to Mr. Zhang.

I saw that Mr. Zhang also ran to see my words, and then turned around and left the meeting hall with indignation on his face.

However, at that time, I had no time to attend to him. I was crowded in the middle to accept all kinds of congratulations and interview.

All day, it was like stepping on the clouds.