Chapter 309 I'm Done, It's You!

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Xiao Lu?

They're all talking about you?

No poem?

and many more!

This is?

Could it be...

Every word of Chen Guanxiong lingered in the ears of these people, and a feeling of absurdity arose in everyone's heart.

Is this person really...

Lu Yuan?

They stared at Lu Yuan as if they had seen a ghost, especially the faces of those who talked about Lu Yuan just now had a more or less embarrassed look on their faces.

yes embarrassing...

After all, it is definitely not a cheating thing to talk behind the back and be heard by the master at the same time.

This is the same as talking bad about people behind their backs.

The eyes of the reporters were instantly excited, and they all pointed their cameras at the man next to Chen Guanxiong, who was wearing old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses and a hat, and his mask was slightly crooked.

Could this man who looks really strangely dressed be Lu Yuan?

This……

It's so surprising, right?

"Cough, cough...Actually, I'm here to appreciate..."

After being watched by so many eyes, Lu Yuan coughed faintly, then took off his glasses, hat and mask, revealing a helpless face.

this moment……

Everyone's eyes widened. Although they knew the ending, they were still speechless after 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,

There was a smile on his face, "It's okay, let's try a song."

He is not familiar with Lu Yuan.

After all, an older generation like him devotes himself to practicing and painting, and never pays attention to the entertainment industry. To be honest, at most he knows some veteran actors in movies like "Journey to the West".

However, after seeing Chen Guanxiong seeming to respect Lu Yuan, Shen Chonghe knew that this young man was not a simple person, and he had something in his stomach.

"I won't try it anymore... I don't have much ink in my stomach, and I think the poems written by these friends are pretty good." Lu Yuan shook his head again and again, "And now it's time for lunch, I suggest that we eat first... "

nonsense!

This is the pretense zone for high-profile people.

He, a guy who doesn't understand anything, is mixing it up.

And he stared at the painting for so long, his mind was full of adjectives like "good-looking" and "fucking okay", you asked him to write poems?

What is he writing?

"Can't write it?" Chen Guanxiong looked at Lu Yuan.

"Well, yes, writing poetry doesn't happen overnight, no..." Lu Yuan shook his head with a sincere expression.

"That's a pity." Chen Guanxiong shook his head regretfully.

But it's right to think about it.

Although Lu Yuan is talented, but this kind of talent does not burst out suddenly. Many things need to be accumulated over many years, and Lu Yuan is basically busy with the entertainment industry these days. He must be negligent and unable to write poems. Is it normal?

Several other students who looked like students smiled at Lu Yuan, thinking that Lu Yuan was quite real.

But……

"This way of being wise and protecting yourself is very good. You are quite self-aware and know that you don't force yourself if you don't understand these things. That's right. You can save time by making some nondescript poems and making jokes in front of reporters, ruining your talented image..."

Just when everyone smiled and felt that Lu Yuan was very real, suddenly a very discordant voice sounded.

Chen Guanxiong frowned.

Everyone subconsciously looked at the source of the sound...

The origin of the voice is that talented man surnamed Zhang...

That talented man surnamed Zhang was really upset after Lu Yuan took off his mask and hat. After all, Lu Yuan attracted everyone's attention away, especially when he saw Chen Xi keeping his eyes on Lu Yuan. Now, under this kind of discomfort, I casually said this sentence to get addicted to my mouth, but I didn't expect that my voice seemed to be out of control...

But at this time, he could only bite the bullet and look at Lu Yuan against the eyes of everyone.

"Lu Yuan, I don't mean anything else. I just think your approach is right. This kind of attitude of retreating from difficulties and knowing how much you are really good..."

He said this sentence, hoping to make up for what he said wrong just now.

But the more people listened to it, the more uncomfortable it became.

What does it mean?

Is this mocking Lu Yuan for fame or something?

This taste is getting worse and worse.

"Hello, dear friend, are you serious?"

Lu Yuan took a deep breath, his originally naive smile gradually became a little stiff, and finally he couldn't keep his smile and became a little cold.

He narrowed his eyes and became very serious.

I can say that I don't understand anything, I can say that I have no ink in my stomach...

but you……

What do you mean by that?

Didn't you slap me in the face?

Lu Yuan had a pretty good temper, basically it didn't matter if he was joking or something, but no one would be happy to be slapped in the face in front of everyone!

"Wei Yu! Don't say it!" The person next to him pulled the genius, "I'm sorry, Lu Yuan, he said something wrong just now, I apologize to you on his behalf..."

"Chen Hong, I don't think I'm wrong. I just used an inappropriate expression just now...Lu Yuan, if you think what I said is wrong, I apologize to you...I'm sorry..." Wei Wei, a talented man surnamed Zhang He was humble to Lu Yuandao, but it didn't sound sincere.

It seemed that Lu Yuan begged him to apologize.

This attitude made Lu Yuan even more upset!

"Wei Yu! Are you apologizing? Apologize to Xiao Lu! Do you know what you were doing just now, and where have you learned your etiquette..." Chen Guanxiong came to Zhang Weiyu with a cold face and looked at him.

"I……"

"My dear friend, you don't need to apologize to me. Yes, you are right. I really don't understand ancient poetry very well, and I really don't understand very well, but you said that I am afraid that my poems will be messed up and everyone will laugh at me?"

"Okay, today I have no self-knowledge to make you laugh!"

After everyone stared at him, Zhang Weiyu's face changed slightly, just when he was about to say something, Lu Yuan's eyes suddenly narrowed even deeper.

He took a breath, then silently put the hat and mask on the table, then continued to put on his glasses and came to Shen Chonghe's side.

"Xiao Lu, you don't need to be angry. I'll go back and criticize him for a good meal...ah, is it time for dinner now? I'm hungry, let's eat first, eat first, and I'll let him have a good meal later To accompany you is not..."

A fat old man came to Lu Yuan's side and showed an apologetic smile to Lu Yuan to smooth things over.

"Yeah, let's do this first..."

Several other people also pretended not to care and laughed at the same time, trying to dispel the smell of gunpowder. It is not good for both parties to be so stiff, after all, there are so many eyes and reporters watching.

"One minute!"

Lu Yuan lowered his head and stared at the painting, staring at it more seriously than ever before, his whole person seemed to exude a strange temperament.

He took a deep breath.

Then close your eyes and think of something appropriate in your head.

One minute?

Everyone looked at Lu Yuan.

Everyone was a little stunned.

It's just that Shen Chonghe looked at Lu Yuan approvingly with a faint smile on his face.

It is better to have the courage to write than to those who dare not even write!

Chen Ximei kept staring at Lu Yuan.

She felt that Lu Yuan's temperament was completely different now than before.

Yes.

She could feel a faint stubbornness from this man.

Can she really write it?

And Zhang Weiyu stared at Lu Yuan!

He didn't expect that Lu Yuan would actually have anal sex with him.

He originally thought that he would make a symbolic apology, and Lu Yuan would accept it symbolically, and then at the dinner table waiting for him, he would toast to Lu Yuan, and make up for the apology.

After all, his teacher will help him explain in the middle.

However, Lu Yuan didn't do it at all, instead of not doing it, he stood up!

One minute?

Can you write it?

Are you kidding me? You!

You must make things so stiff, and then everyone will lose face?

Zhang Weiyu only had this thought in his mind at the moment.

However, he never thought about how unpleasant it was to say what he said just now.

A good-tempered person like Lu Yuan was a little annoyed.

Lu Yuan opened his eyes about forty seconds later.

"Mr. Shen... I have two poems, one is shorter and the other is longer. I don't know if I can share them together?"

"Two?" Shen Chonghe's smile froze a bit.

two?

Chen Xi was taken aback when he saw this.

She remembered the first time she saw Lu Yuan.

At that time, she felt that they were also two poems. Could it be that this man is going to...

This……

real or fake?

Zhang Weiyu was also dumbfounded.

two?

"Yes, I think both are suitable, but one is simple and some are deep..." Lu Yuan glanced at the crowd from the corner of his eye, and then at Shen Chonghe.

"Okay, let's make this song shorter first."

"Well, the name of this poem is "Painting"!" Lu Yuan straightened his body, walked a little farther, and then smiled slightly: "Looking at the mountains from a distance, listening to the water is silent. The spring is gone and the flowers are still there , People come and birds are not surprised!"

Lu Yuan read in one go, without any pause or hesitation like everyone else, and even his accent was not artificial.

It doesn't seem to be doing it, but memorizing it.

After reading Lu Yuan's poem, Shen Chonghe's eyes lit up!

He recited this short poem.

Then the eyes are getting brighter and brighter!

Yes, he found this feeling!

The name of the poem is "Painting"?

Wait, it's interesting, there is not a word of painting in the full text, but it actually expresses all the contents of my painting, which makes people feel unusually vivid!

Not far away, Chen Xi was also dumbfounded.

This poem is not profound, and it is completely different from the previous ones that pretend to be profound and deliberately drag words.

But this poem is wonderful!

Yes! It covers all the content in this painting, but the full text does not have any words!

But you say he has no realm?

Do not!

Absolutely not, simple does not mean no state!

It seems wrong at first glance, but after careful consideration, it is so appropriate!

This poem narrates the images on the screen very skillfully with concise and plain words. The third word in each line of the poem is "mountain", "water", "flower", "bird"...

Even the towering green hills, the flowing water, the flowers blooming and the birds singing on the branches constitute a whole state full of life and beauty. Even without this painting, a vivid image can appear in my mind. If it is combined with this painting Appreciating the painting, it seems that the things in the painting have come to life...

The mountains are colorful, the water is silent, the flowers are still there, and the birds are not frightened!

It's even strikingly vivid!

Yes!

That's the beauty of this poem!

This technique is really astonishing. Even if you look through the poems in history, you have never seen them written in this way.

"Wonderful! Yes! This poem is indeed worthy of this painting, and it even makes me feel absurd! Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, haha! Come on, little brother, help me raise this poem Come on!" Shen Chonghe laughed, couldn't help pouring himself another glass of wine, and then handed the brush to Lu Yuan...

"Old Shen... I have another poem, the name of this poem... is "Drinking Wine"!"

"The hut is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses..." Lu Yuan looked at Shen Chonghe, narrowed his eyes and read another poem again.

Shen Chonghe listened carefully.

When he heard "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan...", he took a deep breath.

There was no smile on her flushed face, and only this poem was in her mind.

Lu Yuan finished reading.

After finishing the reading, he pushed back his black-rimmed glasses and looked at the genius who had just baffled him for no reason.

He showed a smile, his eyes no longer squinted but a smile.

"I'm done with embarrassment, now it's your turn..."

"I got two poems, how about you? I remember you only have one? Are you going to add another one too?"

Lu Yuan looked at Zhang Weiyu.

The smile is getting brighter and brighter!

Zhang Weiyu's face turned blue and white...

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