The System Makes Me A Big Star

The first thousand one hundred and seventy-nine chapters three steps to compose poems, I’m not!

When Lu Li came to the hotel run by Dad Lu in Magic City, he was shocked.

did not expect,

Dad Lu also understands aesthetics.

The entire hotel, a total of three stories high, is said to be a restaurant, more like an ancient tavern.

The Chinese wind is very strong.

Walking in, Lu Li could see the flowing water on the bridge and the ink paintings.

but,

Soon Lu Li’s face was full of black lines.

Because,

The authors of these ink paintings and landscape paintings are from a person named Du Yiqing.

have to!

I’m afraid that Dad Lu asked Du Yiqing to paint these paintings.

Lu Li looked at Du Yiqing, and Du Yiqing blushed.

“My dad asks me, I just made a few pictures when I took the time.”

Lu Li helplessly said,

“You get used to him, these are just a few, obviously dozens.”

“Thanks a lot.”

Du Yiqing shook her head.

“No, I am very happy to be able to help our dad.”

Lu Li glanced at these landscape paintings, and many of them were mentioned.

Take a closer look,

Lu Li’s face was covered with black lines again.

F*ck,

These words are from Sun He Anti!

How could Professor Sun help my dad to do this!

Du Yiqing explained,

“I asked Professor Sun to mention these poems. He heard that this was what your father wanted.”

“He readily accepted it.”

Lu Li sighed.

Hey,

Dad, you made your son owe someone another favor.

Moreover,

If you want an inscription, mention a poem.

You are looking for me!

Your son helps you write on the painting for free, for free! No money.

Lu Li looked all the way,

finally,

He found a problem in a painting.

Lu Li was puzzled.

“Why, there is no inscription in this picture.”

This is a picture of a lady. The picture shows a Chimei woman in a white dress.

On her clothes,

It depicts a colorful bird.

Du Yiqing blushed and said,

“Professor Sun said that this painting is not suitable for inscriptions, and this painting can only be handed over to you.”

Lu Li helplessly said,

“You painted this kind of painting.”

Du Yiqing gave Lu Li a blank look.

“No way, I can paint whatever I want.”

Everyone laughed heartily.

Someone even asked,

“Lu Li, this is clearly what Du Yiqing missed you did, don’t you really know?”

“Yes, this is clearly a picture of a lady’s thoughtfulness!”

“Lu Li, I’m afraid you will have to ask this word.”

“Can you do it, Lao Lu, if you can’t, I can come.”

Lu Li looked at this painting.

now,

A scene had appeared in his mind.

A girl with a beautiful face and luxurious dress, wearing a white phoenix dress all day long.

She longed,

His phoenix came to pick her up and leave this boudoir.

Every day, life is like a year.

Lu Li turned his head, he grinned.

“In that case, I will write a poem.”

Hearing that Lu Li was about to compose a poem,

Everyone is boiling.

“Okay, okay, Lu Li, come on quickly.”

“It is rumored that you can make a poem in three steps with Lu Li, and you don’t know if it is true or not.”

“Lu Li, you are a disciple of the poetry master Sun Hean. Don’t let us down when you write poetry.”

“I’m looking forward to it, Lu Li, hurry up, we can’t wait.”

“The poem that Lu Li wants to do should be a love poem. After all, this is a love picture.”

Dad Lu looked at Lu Li with a shocked expression on his face.

“Son, do you still write poems?”

Lu Li shrugged.

“Understand a little bit.”

However, this sentence was despised by everyone present.

“cut!”

“It’s too special to pretend to be forced.”

“Lu Li, don’t you pretend to be uncomfortable?”

Lu Li rolled his eyes.

“Since you want to see three steps into a poem, then…”

Everyone looked expectantly at Lu Li.

“I’m not!”

“…” Du Yiqing.

“…” Dad Lu.

“…” Everyone.