My 1991

After entering the studio, Lu An called back the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

After three rings, a Nuo Nuo voice came from the phone, "Lu An?"

Lu An responded: "It's me. Why is Sister Yu looking for me so late?"

Yu Guanzhi said: "There are some things in the United States that I need to deal with. I won't accompany you to the capital tomorrow. If I'm done by then, if you're still in the capital, I'll come find you."

Luann said yes.

Then he asked: "You are so noisy over there, are you going to the United States now?"

Yu Guanzhi replied: "I'm almost at the airport."

Lu An subconsciously wanted to ask: What is so urgent? Want to rush there late at night?

However, he swallowed the words as they reached his lips and did not say them out in the end.

Then he said, "Have a safe journey."

"Ah, you too."

Putting the receiver back, Lu An sat quietly on the sofa for a while and found that he was not sleepy at all. Finally he got up and went to the study room to find a book to read.

However, after searching a lot, I didn't find anything I wanted. I realized later that I had been very busy this semester, so I didn't have time to borrow books from the library, and the study room was insufficiently stocked.

With no choice but to do nothing, Lu An finally started painting, prepared the canvas, and prepared to paint oil paintings.

Later I thought about it and switched to ink painting.

The switch to ink painting was when Lu An suddenly thought of an unfinished dream from his previous life: to paint a picture of his hometown using the ink techniques of the Song and Yuan dynasties.

Everyone has feelings for their hometown, especially when they grow old, the feeling of homesickness that leaves fallen leaves returning to their roots is particularly strong.

Lu An is very familiar with the mountains and rivers of his hometown. This time he does not plan to paint from life, but based on his impression of his hometown.

After all, painting is not about the clearer the textures of the plants and trees, the better. What is important is a kind of charm. Only when you fully integrate your thoughts and emotions into the painting can it be called a masterpiece.

Lu An thought about it for a while at the table, and finally decided to draw the green mountains, tree-lined riverside, waterfalls and stone bridges, leaky houses in the mountains, and farmhouse scenes.

This night, Lu An, who had continued his dream in his previous life, was in particularly good spirits, so much so that the haze he had experienced some time ago disappeared with his delicate brushes.

From the bright lights of thousands of houses outside to pitch darkness, to the red sun rising in the sky, I stayed up all night without realizing it.

But he didn't stop, and he didn't feel tired until he finished the last stroke at noon while holding his breath.

The result is that the painting is finished, the person is almost fainting from hunger, and the BB machine is out of power.

Just when Lu An, who was extremely tired, was leaning on the table to admire his work, the door opened and Ye Run walked in from the outside.

Seeing his ghostly appearance, Ye Run was stunned for a moment, then quickly came over and asked:

"Didn't you say that the flight was going to the capital at 9 o'clock in the morning? Why haven't you left yet?"

Looking at each other, Lu An was a little confused. It took him a long time to react and blurt out:

"what time is it now?"

After asking instinctively, he raised his left wrist to look at his watch, and the next second he made a wailing sound:

"It's over. I agreed to meet the teacher and the others for lunch. They are probably still waiting for me."

Ye Run's thin lips curled up, and he didn't even bother to roll his eyes at him. Then he retreated instead of advancing, turned and left the teacher's apartment.

After a while, when she returned to the studio again, she had a lunch box in her hand, which was full of fresh meals just brought from the canteen.

Lu An was on the phone at the moment, explaining the cause of the matter to the teacher and senior sister.

Mr. Guan did not express any dissatisfaction, but asked with concern: "Is the painting finished?"

Lu An said apologetically: "Teacher, I just finished painting."

Mr. Guan said with a smile: "You haven't slept all night, so rest first. Come back tomorrow and bring the painting over for me to take a look at."

"Hey, okay."

Lu An felt really sleepy, so he didn't act pretentious.

When he ended the call, Ye Run, who was bending down to admire the painting, asked: ""Impression of Hometown", is this a painting of your hometown?"

Lu An hummed, opened the lunch box unceremoniously, and started eating.

After a while, Ye Run said: "Your hometown has beautiful scenery and beautiful scenery."

Lu An asked with the food in his mouth: "She is very good-looking. Do you want to marry her?"

Ye Run gave him a slap in the face, ignored the fool, and concentrated on looking at the landscape and houses in the painting.

A few minutes later, Lu An finished his meal, with a still unfulfilled look on his face.

Ye Run sat on a separate sofa next to him and asked him: "Have you reconciled with Huang Ting?"

"What is reconciliation or not? We didn't quarrel."

"What about Meng Qingshui?"

"have no idea."

Ye Run was confused: "I don't know what it means?"

Luan said, "Half and half."

Hearing this, Ye Run looked at him from head to toe, and then squinted from toe to head.

Then she couldn't help but said harshly: "This world is so sad! Honest men have no love, they are wolf-hearted and dog-eat-dog, and they are surrounded by beauties one after another."

Lu An had just finished a painting that he was satisfied with. Lu An was in a good mood at the moment. He thought she was praising him and quietly added: "And they are all beautiful women. Do you think they are irritating?"

Ye Run was so angry that he rolled his eyes and said, "If you have the ability to deceive Su Mi, then I will really admire you."

Lu An burped: "Forget it Su Mi, your relationship is so good, I'm afraid you'll be jealous."

"Tch! Are you worthy of my jealousy?" Ye Run sounded very disdainful.

Lu An stood up, yawned and asked, "I'm going to bed, do you want to come with me?"

Hearing this, Ye Run turned sideways on the sofa, leaving him with the back of his head.

"How rude!" Luan muttered quietly.

"Yes, I can't compare to you. You are so polite that you want to sleep with all the sisters in your benefactor's family." Ye Run retorted.

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Someone was speechless and was so choked that he didn't know how to answer the question.

After a long time, Lu An walked around the sofa and stared at her: "Did you get itchy after not quarreling with me for three days?"

Ye Run didn't look at him and turned over again with a groan. The direction of the back of his head remained unchanged, like a compass.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Lu An stood there and looked at her for a long time, and finally went into the bedroom because he was too exhausted.

"boom!"

Hearing Guanmenshan, Ye Run, who was hiding like a turtle, quietly poked his head out. After seeing that the master bedroom door was really closed, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, she was scared to death just now!

At noon the next day, Lu An got on a plane to the capital.

When he got on the plane, he was still imagining that the seat next to him would be an amiable and cute girl. Or a talkative uncle would be fine, so it wouldn’t be boring.

result.

It turned out that the person sitting next to her was a fat aunt with a very terrible makeup. She looked at the white clouds outside for a while, and then she didn't know when she fell asleep.

Beijing Airport.

As soon as Lu An got off the plane, he saw Guanyi and Xu Golden Retriever at the exit who came to pick them up.

"Sister."

Lu An said hello to Guanyi, and then gave Comrade Xu a manly hug.

Question: "Aren't you filming in Xiangjiang? Has the filming of "Water Margin: The True Colors of a Hero" been completed?"

Xu. Golden Retriever Lion King said: "My role has been completed."

Lu An asked: "What's it like to act with Joey Wong?"

Xu. The Golden Retriever Lion King looked at the senior sister next to him and said nothing. He only gave him an ambiguous look that every man would understand.

On the way, the senior sister asked him: "Have you had lunch? Do you want to find a place to eat something first?"

Lu An waved his hand: "No, I ate before boarding the plane. Let's go see the teacher. Is the teacher free now?"

The senior sister told him: "Teacher is chatting and drinking tea with some old friends now, you can just go there."

The hotel is provided by the organizer.

After Lu An checked in, he followed the two of them to the 7th floor of the hotel.

I met Guan Shanyue in a suite.

As the senior sister said, there were 6 colleagues accompanying me, 3 of whom were elderly.

And he knew all three of these elderly people. In other words, Lu An knew them, but they didn't know him.

These three big guys are Wu Guanzhong, Huang Yongyu and Fan Zeng.

The other three faces were relatively young. Lu An felt familiar with one of them from his past life experience, but he couldn't name him for a while.

"teacher."

Upon entering, Lu An called out "teacher" respectfully and followed all etiquette.

"You came."

Mr. Guan stretched out his hand to pull him over and introduced to his friends: "This is Lu An. I took him in last year. What do you think of this talent?"

Hearing this, Lu An felt a little dizzy.

I didn't expect that the usually rigorous teacher still has such a side. Why is he so proficient in this self-proclaimed skill?

Everyone here is not stupid, they all heard it. Although the tone of Mr. Guan's introduction was relatively plain, there was an unconcealable pride in it.

Just like what he often said to his children at home: Recruiting Lu An as a closed disciple was one of the most correct decisions in his life.

In fact, the people who can be friends with Mr. Guan are all well-known big names in the industry.

And since you are in the industry, it is impossible not to have heard of the important event that three oil paintings were sold for tens of millions of dollars at Haibo Auction House last year.

It is said that the works in the same auction are all from the world's elite in the art world. Such as Monet, such as Picasso.

But even under the attack of these two talented people, Lu An's "Eternity" still shines brightly and has gained a great reputation in the art circle.

If Yu Guanzhi hadn't deliberately suppressed his identity from being exposed, Lu An would have become the darling of the media and a household name.

But that is for ordinary people. As far as people in a circle are concerned, who has not heard of "Eternity"?

Who dares to say that they have never heard of "Luan"?

There are many people with good intentions among them. They want to find out what happened to Lu An and get a glimpse of his true face in Lushan, but they were blocked before they could do so.

The good guys will ask about it later, oh! It's incredible. The identity of the person who is blocking it is incredible, so I still have to give him a bit of a thumbs-down.

Therefore, there was no need for Mr. Guan to introduce him too much. From the moment Lu An entered the door, the six people in the room invariably focused their attention on him.

The six people were sizing up Lu An, and Lu An was also sizing them up in a subtle way.

After a while, Fan Zeng took the lead to break the silence and said with a smile: "Lu An, we are still destined. Last year I specially recruited you to enter Nankai University, but you refused. I didn't expect that we would meet here a year later. You are very good."

The "You're good" at the end expressed the great master's appreciation for him.

Lu An had a kind and slightly shy smile on his face, and said thank you to the teacher.

After the two of them finished chatting, Mr. Wu Guanzhong and Mr. Wu intervened: "I heard that you and I are taking the same route, and we are both unique in oil painting and Chinese painting.

Some time ago, someone asked me if I could paint a legendary work like "State of Mind". Do you know what my answer was? "

Lu An was surprised, "Teacher, have you watched "State of Mind"?"

Mr. Wu smiled and nodded: "I had the honor to meet you once in France, when Chen Quan was exhibiting your "State of Mind" at the exhibition.

Young man, although you are still hiding in Nanjing University, your reputation abroad has almost surpassed mine.

From "Eternity" to "Untitled" and now to "State of Mind", each time is more shocking than the last, amazing! "

Being able to make the master-level Wu Lao praise him as "amazing", everyone present was completely solemn, including Fan Zeng and Huang Yongyu.

However, Mr. Guan has not changed much, and he is still smiling all the time.

But Guan Lao, Fan Zeng, Huang Yongyu, Huang Lao and others have one thing in common: they are very curious about what is so great about "State of Mind"? Do you deserve Mr. Wu’s reputation?

There was a young man who was also full of curiosity and asked Mr. Wu straightforwardly: "Mr. Wu, what kind of painting is "State of Mind"?"

Mr. Wu Guanzhong shook his head: "It can't be described in words, I can only feel it but cannot express it in words.

When I saw that painting, I couldn't help but think of a sentence in my mind: This thing should only exist in the sky. "

At this point, the old man paused and sighed: "It's very expressive! It's a masterpiece that combines the right time, place and people. I try to paint it deliberately, but I can't draw it."

This thing should only exist in heaven. This evaluation is quite outrageous!

Let the eyes of everyone present focus on Lu An again. These elderly people are okay.

As for the younger ones, in addition to envy, there was also a trace of uncontrollable sourness in their eyes.

At the same time, Lu An was also a little flattered.

To be honest, he felt that the work "State of Mind" was very good, so good that he would not be able to completely copy it if he painted it a second time.

But I never expected that industry giants would speak so highly of him.

At this moment, Lu An was so excited in his heart!

In a complicated look, he was almost floating! I even think I’m awesome!

However, despite his inner climax, he still remained calm on his face, looking very humble.

Huang Yongyu saw that he was unfazed by the honor and disgrace, and nodded and said: "Lu An, come here, come and sit here. Just now your teacher was showing off your talent in Chinese painting to us, saying that you put all your life's work into it in one summer vacation." I learned a lot."

Hearing these unceremonious words, Lu An suddenly knew something.

It is estimated that the teacher and Mr. Huang have a very close personal relationship, otherwise they would not use such a tone when they first met.

With his judgment in mind, he decisively walked over and sat down next to Mr. Huang.

After taking the tea poured by his senior sister, Lu An continued to keep a low profile: "That's the teacher's flattering words that he loves me. It can't be taken seriously."

Mr. Huang did not accept his words and reached out directly to him: "I heard that you were inspired to paint all night last night, which made you late for a day. The painting you were carrying just now must be that painting.

Come on, take it out for all of us to appreciate and appreciate. Let us see if your teacher is hiding anything when he teaches you. "

Lu An looked at Mr. Guan dumbfounded.

Seeing that Guan Laowei nodded, he immediately stopped hiding it, put the new painting on the table, and slowly unfolded it.

"Hey! This is a fine brushwork imitating the Sanqing landscape of the Song and Yuan Dynasties."

As the saying goes, an expert will know if something is there as soon as he makes a move. As soon as the scroll was opened, Mr. Wu immediately revealed the creative techniques used by Lu An in this painting.

"It looks like! It does look like it!"

In order to see more clearly, Mr. Huang put his head over and commented for a while: "This is done with the green technique of fine brushstrokes. It depicts the green mountains, green trees, waterfalls and small bridges on the riverside, and the high waterfall." In the house, he made a personalized refinement and summary of the brush and ink techniques of various masters of the Song and Yuan Dynasties, combined his own understanding with the sceneries recorded by the eyes, and then blended them into the scrolls of the paintings.

The composition and layout are dense and dense, the calligraphy technique is gentle and flexible, and the colors and inks are elegant and graceful. Whether it is calligraphy, dotting moss, painting mountains, or writing trees, they all show a thorough understanding of the ancient methods.

Amazing! Impressive! This can be regarded as the "top grade" in landscape painting! "

As he said that, Mr. Huang raised his head and looked at Guan Shanyue, with a rosy look on his face and said: "A painting shows your mastery. It seems that your achievements these days are not in vain. You will have a formidable future! It's really amazing!"

Mr. Guan was also a little dazed at the moment. He bent down and looked at it carefully for a while and sighed: "To be honest with you, after reading this painting, I found that there is nothing to teach me in the future."

Mr. Wu said: "It's a pity that Huang Binhong couldn't see this painting, otherwise he would have had three drinks with Mr. Lu."

After reading this painting, Mr. Wu was so deeply moved that he even changed his title unknowingly. Whether it was oil painting or Chinese painting, he highly recognized Lu An.

Fan Zeng and Fan Lao agreed with the three people's views: "It is indeed similar to Huang Binhong's style. With just this one painting, anyone in the world can get it."

In front of him was Mr. Wu’s “Amazing!”

It’s amazing that there is Huang Lao in the future! There are even "top quality" praises!

Then there is Fan Zeng’s comment that “the world is big and can be reached”!

For a moment, you could hear a pin drop in the room, and it was completely silent! ! !

Those young faces who were still sour towards Lu An before, now looked at Lu An with different eyes, completely changed.

It is said that seeing it once is better than hearing it a hundred times!

We are all professionals, and we all have this job to do. You can tell whether a painting is good or bad at a glance.

They have not seen Lu An's oil paintings, leaving aside the discussion, but his Chinese painting attainments have far exceeded their level and exceeded their expectations, and he is already on an equal footing with several great masters in the room.

Well, if Luan knew what these people were thinking, he would definitely be lucky to have it while he was enjoying it.

Because he has a deep impression and understanding of the landscape of his hometown, and has deep emotions, he can paint vividly, which can be regarded as a super performance in another sense!

But no matter what, this painting was painted by him. This painting has been made and everyone has seen it. It doesn’t matter whether he has performed at a super level or not, he just feels that he is fucking awesome! I just feel good!

After appreciating the painting, Guan Yi smiled at Lu An and said, "Junior brother, when I have time, I have to visit your hometown. It's so beautiful!"

So beautiful! A pun.

Not only did he praise Lu An for his beautiful painting, it also gave them face. I really yearn for the beautiful farmhouse scenery in the paintings.

Lu An agreed happily: "Okay, then I will cook some side dishes myself and take you to visit the mountains and rivers."

I don’t know how the news got out?

Throughout the afternoon, waves of people came to the suite, all coming to watch Lu An's new work "Impression of Hometown".

Some people who are withdrawn and arrogant can't help but nod to Lu An after reading the painting to show recognition and respect.

Those enthusiastic industry insiders not only handed out business cards, but also took photos with him.

Touching the dozens of business cards of various colors in his pocket, and rubbing the corners of his mouth that were stiff from keeping a smile for a long time taking photos, Lu An sighed a little. How much he yearned for this kind of spotlight in his previous life!

How I wish I could become famous overnight!

But Qiongqi never succeeded in his life, and when he was about to succeed, he was reborn!

But in this life, at the age of 20, he has reached a height that many people cannot reach in their lifetime!

This made him feel a little dazed.

This was unimaginable before!

He understood clearly that the reason why the teacher wanted to drag him to participate in the Hundred Paintings and Calligraphy Exhibition celebrating the 100th anniversary of the great man's birth was probably for this purpose: to push his most proud disciple out! Let everyone see the elegance brought by super talents!

Dinner was eaten in the hotel banquet hall.

The scene of several top celebrities taking Lu An to sit at a table attracted a lot of people's attention. For a while, many people were whispering to each other, asking who the young man was?

When they found out that it was old disciple Guan, everyone yelled.

When they learned that the young man's name was Lu An, everyone looked at each other and no one said anything.

After learning about Lu An's new painting and the high praise of Lu An from several big bosses, everyone almost lost their voice. When they looked at Lu An again, they seemed to see a red sun rising into the sky!

Sensing something strange in the hall, Mr. Guan next to him gently patted Lu An on the shoulder, signaling him to relax.

Restricted?

That doesn't exist for an old man like Lu Ann.

Now, under his calm and restrained appearance, he is full of passion and excitement. He really wants to sing a song and sing out the ups and downs of his past and present lives.

After dinner, Lu An accompanied several big guys to drink tea and chat until after 10 o'clock in the evening.

Back in the room, Xu Golden Retriever, who had been an unknown boy for a day today, immediately asked him impatiently: "Lu An, what does it feel like to be famous?"

Lu An turned around and said with a smile: "I'm still on the earth, I haven't floated yet!"

Guan Yi on the side laughed out loud.

However, she didn't think this was arrogant, but it was natural.

Xu. The Golden Retriever Lion King sighed and said: "I really want to have such a day, I really want to taste the taste of being in the spotlight."

Lu An and Guan Yi looked at each other and sent their blessings in a joking manner: "Come on!"

After sitting and chatting for a while, Xu Golden Retriever suggested: "It's still early. I'll go downstairs to get some food and drinks. Can we have a drink?"

Before Lu An could express his position, Guan Yi stopped him: "We can't do it today. We have to attend the calligraphy and painting exhibition tomorrow. Let's wait for another day. After the calligraphy and painting exhibition is over, we can have a good drink."

After hearing this, Xu Golden Retriever, who had always respected his senior sister, had no choice but to give up.

An hour later, Guan Yi and Xu left.

Before leaving, Guan Yi told him: "You should go to bed early. I will call you to have breakfast with you tomorrow morning."

"Okay, thank you, senior sister."

After sending the two to the door, Lu An returned to his seat and sat quietly for a while.

After the excitement completely calmed down, I took out a change of clothes from the suitcase and entered the shower room.

In the early morning, Lu An, who had been running around all day, lay down on the bed on time, but he was completely sleepless and couldn't sleep at all. He wanted to call Sister Qingchi to chat and share the joy, but considering this, she should go to sleep. , had to give up.

Finally, he took out a book he had brought with him from his suitcase, put the pillow on his back as a cushion, and started reading slowly.

"tingting"

Just as he was lost in thought, the BB player beside the bed rang.

Lu An is a little confused. At this point, who is still calling him?

"tingting"

When the BB machine rang for the second time, Lu An put down the book and picked it up to take a look.

It's an unknown number?

And looking at this number, it shouldn’t be domestic, right?

Thinking of this, he suddenly became happy. It was not domestic. He couldn't call back even if he wanted to. The phone beside the bed did not have international service at all.

Maybe it was because of a tacit understanding. The other party seemed to have enlightened and thought of this key point.

After that, the BB phone called once and there was no more sound. Instead, the landline phone started to ring.

Yo! Can't it be the same person?

If they were the same person, then their magical power would be a bit bigger.

With this thought, Lu An quickly picked up the receiver because a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Hello, who are you?"

"Luann, it's me."

Yu Guanzhi's voice came from over there.

Then she asked: "I'm not disturbing you by calling you so late, right?"

Lu An turned around to adjust the pillows and leaned on her comfortably: "No, I haven't slept yet.

Besides, based on our friendship, there is no need to disturb you. I am at your service 24 hours a day. "

Yu Guanzhi smiled warmly: "I heard that you painted a new painting?"

Lu An was surprised: "You know what happened just during the day?"

"Of course, how else would I know your room phone number?"

Yu Guanzhi explained, and then said happily: "You are very famous now, congratulations!"

"Thank you!" Lu An expressed his sincere thanks.

Yu Guanzhi asked, "How does it feel over there?"

Lu An answered honestly: "It feels great, I'm almost floating! I guess I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Yu Guanzhi smiled knowingly and said, "It's a pity that I'm not in the capital and I don't have the opportunity to see your style. Otherwise, I would take you for a walk tonight."

Lu An boasted: "It doesn't matter, we are still young, and there will be plenty of opportunities to see me shine in the future."

We are all old acquaintances, but when he praises himself, he is so ruthless!

He himself is afraid!

Unexpectedly, Yu Guanzhi only said one simple word: "Okay!"

The two then chatted about trivial matters, during which Lu An asked her: "When will you return to China?"

She replied: "It depends on the situation. If it's quick, it can be the day after tomorrow."

Lu An doesn't know if he will still be in the capital the day after tomorrow? But I think it should still be there.

To be honest, after finally visiting the capital, he even had the urge to go to Peking University to have a meal with Liu Hui.

I just don’t know if that shady girl wants to see me?

Then he suddenly thought of Wei Fangyuan, Sun Lina, Nan Shaoqing and Li Rou. It seemed that these people were all in this city.

While chatting, Yu Guanzhi talked about stocks, saying that the situation of computer stocks was very good and she was prepared to hold it for a long time.

Lu An agreed with this decision. As long as he sold it before 1997, he would definitely make a lot of money by then.

Half an hour later, the two of them switched the topic to music. She said, "Three of your songs will be officially released tomorrow. You can listen to them."

Lu An asked: "Is it so efficient?"

Yu Guanzhi joked half-truthfully: "Little brother, is this still high?"

Lu An responded: "Yes, you are Yu Wan's daughter."

Then he complained dissatisfiedly: "Don't call me little brother or little brother. It's too unpleasant. Let's change the name."

Yu Guanzhi said with a smile: "But you are really young."

Luan instinctively asked, "Is mine small?"

After saying that, he regretted it and wished he could slap himself to death!

Damn, this is being led astray by the later generations of the Internet. Whenever others say they are young, they will subconsciously refute this.

Suddenly hearing this, Yu Guanzhi was stunned, and then his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That time they kissed in the car. Because the two hugged each other for too long, they kissed three times, and the last kiss was more intense. In fact, each other's bodies had some instinctive reactions.

It's just that neither Lu An nor she, for some reason, revealed it, or pretended not to know.

Now when someone says "little", a picture can't help but appear in her mind: the scene of him half-sitting on her lap and lingering with her, as well as some bumps and bumps.

A sensitive topic was suddenly mentioned in the middle of the night, and the phone line that had been bustling just a moment ago fell silent for an instant.

After a long silence, Yu Guanzhi, who regained his composure, was the first to break the deadlock: "Lu An, it's getting late in the country, you should go to bed early."

Luan said yes and hung up the phone.

Putting the receiver back, he patted his forehead. It seemed that he had suddenly gained the upper hand today and was really a little carried away!

After the phone call just now, Lu An suddenly became as calm as water, and even the original urge to share with Sister Qingchi in the middle of the night was gone.

After another moment of self-reflection, I put the book on the bedside table, turned off the light, and lay down.

That night, despite his emotions and sorrows, he had a good sleep.

The next day, it was after 7 o'clock in the morning.

The senior sister knocked on the door and called him for breakfast. When they met, she asked: "How did you sleep last night?"

Lu An replied with a smile: "Look, I don't have any dark circles under my eyes. I slept soundly."

The senior sister praised: "That's right, you are not moved by fame and fortune. If I let you do this, you will be excited all night."

Lu An felt ashamed and asked, "Where are the teacher and senior brothers? Are they up?"

The senior sister said: "They have gone to the restaurant. Let's go and meet them."

"Um."

After breakfast, the group went to the pen meeting of famous calligraphers and painters.

The Pen Meeting of Painting and Calligraphy Masters to commemorate the centenary of the great man’s birth was jointly organized by the Chinese Painting and Calligraphy Art Industry Alliance, the Chinese Painting and Calligraphy Research Institute and related institutions.

The famous artists participating in the meeting wrote down the poems of great people and drew the famous places and historical sites where great people walked.

Everyone gathered together to commemorate the great achievements of the great man, recall the glorious life of the great man, and learn from the great spirit of the revolutionary martyrs, etc.

Originally this was the home of big names like Mr. Guan, Mr. Wu and Mr. Huang. Lu An and the other juniors were just followers, coming to see the world and make some connections.

But the result is: the organizer doesn’t know what’s going on? I wonder if it was just a whim? Lu An was even solemnly invited to go up and paint with the big names.

Faced with this sudden invitation, Lu An was a little embarrassed.

He is just a sophomore at NTU! According to the plan, it was promised that he would start to stand out and hold art exhibitions in his junior year?

If you accept this, your identity must not be exposed immediately?

But he understood that now he simply couldn't refuse.

What is the occasion?

This is a commemoration of the centenary of the great man’s birth!

For someone to invite you as the protagonist in such a grand occasion, it is a great honor. It can make you more famous and double your worth!

You don’t even think about it, what kind of immortal-level characters can play?

Don’t you see that the people around you look at you with all kinds of envy, jealousy, and hatred?

If you refuse, won't you offend all three organizers? Then do you want to live in China in the future?

There is no doubt that some thoughtful people will label me as "rebellious" and "arrogant".

With a sudden change of mind, Lu An decisively accepted the invitation after weighing it.

As for whether it will be exposed or something, it is useless to think about it now. The arrow is ready and must be fired!

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