Chapter 89 Live Broadcast at His Home
Liu Lan squatted down and picked up the sunlight.
Who says cats love food and dogs love favors?
Riguang, who was used to a good life in Yu Zhan's house, still remembered her clearly. Riguang stretched out his two front paws, grabbed her fingers, put them in his mouth, bit them gently, and was reluctant to let go.
"My dear little sunshine," Liu Lan used her other hand to smooth its fur and comforted it softly.
"It's been twenty days since I last saw you. It missed you so much."
After Yu Zhan calmed Paul down, he walked over and touched Riguang's head. Riguang squinted his eyes in comfort and raised his chin, motioning Yu Zhan to touch his chin.
Apparently, Yu Zhan often touches it like this at home.
It is also obvious that it now thinks that Yu Zhan and Liu Lan are both its masters.
The two brought a cat and a dog to the living room. The decoration of Yu Zhan's living room was the same as the photo he took, with a whole wall of "Xiao Yao You". The real thing was more shocking than the picture. Such magnificent calligraphy can only be held in a large living room like Yu Zhan's.
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Liu Lan embraced the sunlight and stood in front of the words she had written, looking at them for a long time.
"Sometimes I stand here like you and admire it, reading it word by word. If I don't understand something, I search for information online, but the content about seal script calligraphy online is not very detailed," Yu Zhan's voice sounded behind Liu Lan.
"Some characters are written in very strange ways. For example, the seal script of the word '南' on the Internet has two independent dots in the middle of the half frame, but yours is connected to the half frame. I really want to know why. After closing for the Spring Festival, I even took some time to go to the library for this."
Liu Lan turned around and asked him curiously, "Did you find what you were looking for?"
Yu Zhan shook his head, "Maybe I didn't find the right place."
She felt both joy and accomplishment when her hard-earned work was recognized and studied. She explained to Yu Zhan:
"I wrote the word '南' in seal script."
Yu Zhan was completely confused. "What is Yinzhuan? Is it the Indian seal script?"
Liu Lan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You really know very little about classical culture."
"I can't help it. I said I went abroad to study a long time ago and was brainwashed by Western ideas," Yu Zhan said self-deprecatingly, "So, what exactly is a seal?"
"Yinzhuan is the seal script engraved on seals, such as the emperor's imperial seal and the empress's seal, which are all in Yinzhuan."
“I am grateful for your advice,” Yu Zhan said, imitating the ancients’ gestures and bowing. “My admiration for you is like the endless torrent of water.”
Liu Lan was embarrassed to accept such a gift, "It's all the same thing, nothing special."
The papermaking technology of the Han Dynasty was not as developed as that of later generations. Paper was scarce and expensive, and there was almost no paper available for the cold palace. In order to teach little Liu Lan how to write, Madam Xu first let her dip a brush in water and write on the ground. Later, when she was older, she taught her to use a knife to carve on wooden boards and stones, and then to write with a brush on brocade.
Yu Zhan's words just now sounded like a joke, but in fact, he really admired Liu Lan, who was so young and already had such extraordinary talent.
There is a clock hanging on the other wall of the living room, which dings every hour to tell the time.
“Ding~”
Yu Zhan looked back and said, "It's ten o'clock."
Liu Lan was surprised, "How come it's already ten o'clock without me noticing!"
"Your flight was delayed by twenty minutes, and it took you nearly an hour to get from the airport to the city. It took you fifteen minutes to find a restaurant, and forty minutes to eat. Now you come to my place, play with cats and dogs, chat and write, and time flies by."
Liu Man frowned, "I promised my fans that I would live stream tonight."
Unexpectedly, Yu Zhan said, "You can live broadcast anytime and anywhere. You can start now."
Live broadcast at Yu Zhan's house? Liu Man hesitated.
It was her first time to visit someone's house and she started live streaming. Where was her etiquette?
But if she rushes home now, she might not be able to make it to the live broadcast. Will her fans scold her for being dishonest? She herself hates people who are dishonest.
In the end, the fear of losing followers overcame her entanglement.
She comforted herself that, apart from being a little bit awkward, there didn't seem to be any other major problems with live streaming at Yu Zhan's house.
Because of the live broadcast announcement made by Princess Qie Man on Weibo, many fans started waiting for her to appear at 7pm. As a result, they waited from 7pm to 8pm, from 8pm to 9pm, and from 9pm to 10pm...
The feeling of disappointment gradually spread among the fans.
At this moment, Princess Qie Man’s live broadcast avatar suddenly lit up.
The fans' hearts were instantly brightened.
"Miss, you're finally online. I thought you were going to break the appointment."
"Princess, I've been waiting for three hours. I'm so tired."
"I knew that the young lady was a person of credit. She must have been delayed by something."
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