Xiao Lu?
Are they all talking about you?
How about a poem?
etc!
This is?
Could it be that...
Every word Chen Guanxiong said echoed in the ears of these people, and everyone had a feeling of absurdity in their hearts.
Could it be that this person is really...
Lu Yuan?
They stared at Lu Yuan as if they had seen a ghost, especially the few people who had been talking about Lu Yuan just now, all of whom had a hint of embarrassment on their faces.
Yes, embarrassing...
After all, talking about someone behind their back and having the person involved hear it is definitely not a bad thing to do.
This is the same as talking bad about someone behind their back.
The reporters' eyes instantly became excited, and they all pointed their cameras at the man next to Chen Guanxiong, who was wearing old-fashioned black-framed glasses and a hat, and whose mask was slightly crooked.
Could this man who looks so strangely dressed be Lu Yuan?
this……
What a surprise, isn’t it?
"Ahem, ahem... Actually, I just came here to admire..."
After being stared at by so many people, Lu Yuan coughed softly, then took off his glasses, hat and mask to reveal a helpless face.
This moment...
Everyone's eyes widened. Although they knew the ending, they were still speechless after actually seeing Lu Yuan.
Isn’t Lu Yuan busy with his own movies and scripts?
how……
"Lu Yuan?" Shen Chonghe glanced at Lu Yuan with a smile on his face. "It's okay, let's try a song."
He was not familiar with Lu Yuan.
After all, people of the older generation like him concentrate on practicing painting and never pay attention to the entertainment industry. To be honest, he only knows some veteran actors from movies like "Journey to the West".
However, after seeing that Chen Guanxiong seemed to admire Lu Yuan very much, Shen Chonghe knew that this young man should not be a simple person, and he must have something in his mind.
"No, no, no, I don't have much knowledge. I think the poems written by these friends are also very good." Lu Yuan shook his head repeatedly. "Besides, it's almost lunch time now. I suggest that we eat first..."
nonsense!
This is a place for high-class people to show off.
Why is he, a guy who knows nothing, getting involved?
Moreover, he has been staring at the painting for so long, his mind is full of adjectives like "beautiful" and "Wow, that's good". You want him to write a poem?
How does he write with his head?
"You really can't write it?" Chen Guanxiong looked at Lu Yuan.
"Well, yes, writing poetry is not something that can be done overnight..." Lu Yuan shook his head with a sincere expression.
"That's a pity." Chen Guanxiong shook his head regretfully.
But it makes sense when you think about it.
Although Lu Yuan is talented, this kind of talent cannot be suddenly displayed. Many things require years of accumulation. Moreover, Lu Yuan has been busy with entertainment affairs these days. He must have neglected to write poetry, so it is normal, isn't it?
The other students smiled at Lu Yuan and thought that he was quite genuine.
But……
"This is a perfect way to protect yourself. You are quite self-aware and you know that you don't understand these things, so you don't force yourself to do it. That's right, so that you don't make some messy and inappropriate poems in front of reporters and make a fool of yourself, ruining your image of being talented..."
Just when everyone smiled and thought Lu Yuan was very real, suddenly a very discordant voice rang out.
Chen Guanxiong frowned.
Everyone subconsciously looked at the source of the sound...
The source of the voice was the talented man named Zhang...
The talented man surnamed Zhang was indeed a little unhappy after Lu Yuan took off his mask and hat. After all, Lu Yuan attracted everyone's attention. He felt even more uncomfortable when he saw Chen Xi's eyes on Lu Yuan. He said this sentence casually to satisfy his urge to talk, but he didn't expect that his voice seemed to be out of control...
But at this time, he could only bite the bullet and look at Lu Yuan under everyone's gaze.
"Lu Yuan, I don't mean anything else. I just think that what you did is right. This attitude of retreating when faced with difficulties and knowing one's own weight is really good..."
He said this, hoping to make up for what he had just said wrong.
But the more they listened, the more they felt something was not right.
What does this mean?
Is this a satire on Lu Yuan seeking fame or something?
This tastes increasingly wrong.
"Hello, man, are you serious?"
Lu Yuan took a deep breath, and his originally silly smile gradually became a little stiff, and finally he could no longer maintain the smile and it turned a little cold.
He narrowed his eyes and became very serious.
I can say that I know nothing, I can say that I have no ink in my stomach...
But you...
What do you mean by that?
Aren't you slapping me in the face?
Lu Yuan had a good temper, and basically thought a joke was no big deal, but no one would be happy to be slapped in the face in front of everyone!
"Wei Yu! Stop talking!" The person next to him pulled the talented man and said, "I'm sorry, Lu Yuan, he just said something wrong. I apologize to you on his behalf..."
"Chen Hong, I don't think I said anything wrong. I just used an inappropriate way of expression... Lu Yuan, if you think there is something wrong with what I said, I apologize to you... I'm sorry..." The talented man named Zhang apologized slightly to Lu Yuan, but it didn't sound sincere.
It was as if Lu Yuan was begging him to apologize.
This attitude made Lu Yuan even more unhappy!
"Wei Yu! Are you apologizing? Apologize to Xiao Lu sincerely! Do you know what you were doing just now? Where have you learned your etiquette..." Chen Guanxiong came to Zhang Wei Yu with a cold face and looked at him.
"I……"
"My dear, you don't have to apologize to me. Yes, you are right. I really don't understand ancient poetry very well. I really don't understand it very well. But you said that I am afraid that the poems I write will be messy and everyone will laugh at me?"
"Okay, today I will be so self-aware and make you laugh!"
After everyone was staring at him, Zhang Wei Yu's expression changed slightly. Just when he was about to say something, Lu Yuan suddenly narrowed his eyes even deeper.
He exhaled, then silently put his hat and mask on the table, then put on his glasses and walked to Shen Chonghe.
"Xiao Lu, there's no need for you to be angry. I'll go back and give him a good scolding... Ah, is it time for dinner now? I'm hungry. Let's go eat first. Let's eat first. I'll let him apologize to you later..."
A fat old man came up to Lu Yuan, gave him an apologetic smile and tried to smooth things over.
"Yeah, let's leave it at that for now..."
Several other people also pretended to be indifferent and laughed in an attempt to disperse the tension. It would not be good for both parties to make the situation so awkward, after all, there were so many eyes and reporters watching.
"One minute!"
Lu Yuan lowered his head and stared at the painting more seriously than ever before, and his whole body seemed to exude a strange temperament.
He took a deep breath.
Then close your eyes and think of something suitable.
One minute?
Everyone looked at Lu Yuan.
Everyone was a little stunned.
However, Shen Chonghe still had a faint smile on his face and looked at Lu Yuan approvingly.
It is better to have the courage to write than those who don’t even dare to write!
Chen Xi's beautiful eyes were fixed on Lu Yuan.
She felt that Lu Yuan's temperament was completely different now than before.
Yes.
She could feel a hint of stubbornness from this man.
Can he really write it?
And Zhang Wei Yu stared at Lu Yuan!
He didn't expect that Lu Yuan would actually have anal sex with him.
He originally thought that he could just make a symbolic apology, and Lu Yuan would accept it symbolically. Then, at the dinner table later, he would toast Lu Yuan and make another apology, and this misunderstanding, which was not really a misunderstanding, would be over.
After all, his teacher will help him explain it in the middle.
However, Lu Yuan did not do that at all. Instead, he stood up!
One minute?
Can you write it?
Aren't you making a fool of yourself?
Do you have to make things so awkward and make everyone lose face?
This was the only thought in Zhang Wei Yu's mind at the moment.
However, he never thought about how unpleasant what he just said was.
Even someone as good-tempered as Lu Yuan was a little annoyed.
After about forty seconds, Lu Yuan opened his eyes.
"Mr. Shen... I have two poems, one shorter and one longer. I wonder if we can share them together?"
"Two poems?" Shen Chonghe's smile froze.
Two songs?
When Chen Xi saw this, he was also stunned.
She recalled the first time she met Lu Yuan.
At that time, she thought they were two poems. Could it be that at this moment this man was preparing to...
this……
Is this true or false?
Zhang Wei Yu was also stunned.
Two songs?
"Yes, two songs. I think both are suitable, but one is simple and the other is profound..." Lu Yuan glanced at everyone, then looked at Shen Chonghe.
"Okay, let's make this one shorter first."
"Well, the name of this poem is "Painting"!" Lu Yuan stood up straight, walked a little further away, and then smiled: "From a distance, the mountains are colorful; from close, the water is silent. Spring is gone, but the flowers remain; when people come, the birds are not startled!"
Lu Yuan read it out in one breath, without any pauses or hesitations like everyone else, and even his tone was not artificial.
It seems that he is not doing it, but just reciting it.
After Lu Yuan finished reading the poem, Shen Chonghe's eyes lit up!
He chanted this short poem.
Then the eyes became brighter and brighter!
Yes, he found this feeling!
The title of the poem is "Painting"?
Wait, that’s interesting. There is no word about painting in the whole text, but it actually expresses all the contents of the painting. It gives people an extremely vivid feeling!
Not far away, Chen Xi was also stunned.
This poem is not profound. It is completely different from the previous ones that pretend to be profound and deliberately use fancy words.
But this poem is wonderful!
Yes! It covers all the contents of this painting, but there is not a single word about the painting in the whole text!
But you said he has no realm?
No!
Absolutely not, simplicity does not mean there is no realm!
It may seem wrong at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it is so perfect!
This poem cleverly describes the image on the picture with simple and easy-to-understand words. The third word of each sentence is "mountain", "water", "flower", "bird" in order...
Even the towering green mountains, the flowing water, the blooming flowers and the chirping birds on the branches form a lively and beautiful whole. Even without this painting, a vivid image can appear in my mind. If I appreciate the painting together with this one, it's as if the things in the painting have come alive...
The mountains are colorful, the water is silent, the flowers are still there, and the birds are not startled!
Even vivid!
Yes!
That’s the beauty of this poem!
This technique is truly amazing. Even if you look through all the poems throughout history, you will never see anything written in this way.
"Great! Yes! This poem really matches this painting, and I even feel like I'm praising it too much! Great, great, great, haha! Come on, little brother, help me put this poem up!" Shen Chonghe laughed, and couldn't help pouring himself another glass of wine, then handed the brush to Lu Yuan...
"Mr. Shen... I have another poem. The name of this poem is... "Drinking"!"
"I built my hut in the human world, but there is no noise of carriages and horses..." Lu Yuan looked at Shen Chonghe, squinted his eyes and recited another poem.
Shen Chonghe listened carefully.
When he heard "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains...", he took a deep breath.
The smile disappeared from her red face, and only this poem remained in her mind.
Lu Yuan finished reading.
After reading it, he pushed up his black-framed glasses and looked at the talented man who had just inexplicably criticized him.
He smiled, his eyes no longer narrowed but now revealed a smile.
"I'm done with my embarrassment, now it's your turn..."
"I have two poems. How about you? I remember you only have one. Do you want to add one too?"
Lu Yuan looked at Zhang Wei Yu.
The smile becomes brighter and brighter!
Zhang Weiyu's face turned pale and blue...
Clenched fist.