Zhang Lu looked up and saw Lin Xue and Zhi Liulan standing in the club.

A white cheongsam was Lin Xue.

Last time at Zizhu Villa, Lin Xue wore a police uniform, but this time she wore a cheongsam, which actually gave people a sense of stunningness.

She was originally tall and tall. She wore a cheongsam and completely outlined her graceful figure, adding a bit of classical beauty of oriental women.

Especially the beautiful face is covered with a faint layer of cold frost, with a unique touch of coldness in the classical beauty.

Zhi Liuman instead wore a white sportswear, but the beauty was a beauty with delicate facial features and a beautiful eyebrows.

Even if he was wearing ordinary white sportswear, he was as if he had been soaked in the water town of Jiangnan. He was dignified and noble.

She was originally the kind of woman that a man could remember deeply when he saw her.

A pair of phoenix eyes are particularly attractive. Wearing a youthful and energetic white sportswear makes her unique beautiful and graceful woman in the water town to the fullest!

Zhi Liuman's white sportswear, yes, is just like Zhang Lu's, making people look like a couple outfit.

Lin Xue was still wondering why Zhi Liulan wore a simple white sportswear at the class reunion. When she saw Zhang Lu, she immediately understood.

Lin Xue frowned and suddenly said, "Meng Bo won't come, but the classmates you offended have come here. If you suggest Meng Bo is not here, you'd better not come here."

Zhang Lu was slightly stunned. Lin Xue actually persuaded her not to come? Could it be that the phone call last night that she changed her opinion of herself again?

Zhang Lu smiled. No one’s opinion is important, mainly because An Ran’s opinion cannot be deviated.

He doesn't care.

"You two offended that prince's sect back then. They might deal with you, a playboy." Yes, Lin Xue has a lot of opinions about what happened yesterday. As soon as she came today, her face returned to her former coldness.

"Don't just stand and talk, sit down."

Zhang Lu asked the two girls to sit down, but he didn't care about what Lin Xue said at all.

"Xuexue, stop talking!"

After Zhi Liuman took his seat, the waiter immediately brought a set of tea sets.

This was specially told by Zhi Liuman that he personally made tea for Zhang Lu, and it was the best tea in the club.

The waiter knew that her boss was a big star. She had been working here for two years and had never seen her boss make tea for customers in person.

Today, this is the first time!

She couldn't help but look at Zhang Lu secretly, a very young man, who was quite handsome, but apart from being handsome, she couldn't tell anything. She had ordinary clothes and no skills to wear watches and other accessories, and she looked like her family background should be ordinary.

The boss said that today is a class reunion, and this young man must be the boss's classmate.

But the boss is already a big star, so why would he make tea for this classmate himself? There was a bright smile on his face.

Zhi Liulan left the waiter, poured Zhang Lu a cup of tea he made with his own hands, and said, "You are the King of Soldiers, but I don't know that this club is all your soldiers like. I will take you to visit later."

Zhang Lu raised his hand and frowned slightly, "Don't call the King of War."

When Zhi Liuman heard this, his hands that poured tea for Lin Xue paused for a moment, and a bright smile on his face was like a flower that was about to wither, and his smile gradually disappeared.

"By the way, why haven't Li Xiaoqing come yet? Didn't you say that she took the lead in making the classmate?" Zhang Lu took a sip of hot tea and asked casually.

Lin Xue was looking at Zhi Liulan who was embarrassed and couldn't help laughing. She took out the phone and called Li Xiaoqing directly.

"Hey, Xiaoqing, someone is blaming you, the organizer, why haven't you come here yet!"

"I broke Zhang Lu's calligraphy. My grandfather was furious. I couldn't leave. I had to wait for Master Sun Chengzhi to come... You can help me take good care of my classmates, especially Zhang. Don't let him leave first, wait for me to come." Li Xiaoqing reminded him on the phone.

Lin Xue's eyes looked at Zhang Lu, flashing frequently, and said in confusion: "His pen and ink? Isn't it just for him to draw one, he's here."

"Grandpa said that calligraphy at this level is hard to come by, and he may not be able to write the same handwriting again." Li Xiaoqing sighed from the other end of the phone.

Is it so magical?

Isn’t Zhang Lu the King of Soldiers? She believed it when she was playing with a knife and a gun, but she didn’t believe it even if she was beaten to death.

Lin Xue felt that Li Xiaoqing was scared by the title of King Zhang Lubing, and even the words he wrote were regarded as treasures!

As for Master Sun Chengzhi, Lin Xue knew that this person is a top appraiser in the calligraphy world and a top mounting master.

Let’s put it this way, after he framed a work worth one million, he could only double his value.

Lin Xue was speechless. Zhang Lu's calligraphy still needs to be framed and repaired by Master Sun Chengzhi. Can he take a look at it?

There were many doubts in my heart and I was about to ask Li Xiaoqing, but Li Xiaoqing hurriedly said, "Master Sun Chengzhi is here, I won't say anything, I'll die first."

Lin Xue put away the phone, looked left and right, looked up and down, looked at Zhang Lu for a while, then asked, "Student Zhang Lu, do you understand calligraphy?"

...

And at this moment, Li's Mansion.

"Master Sun, please come in. Please trouble Master Sun this time!" Li Xiaoqing politely stepped forward to welcome Sun Chengzhi, and took him to his grandfather's study.

Sun Chengzhi is in his thirties and is about 175 years old. As a typical literati, he does not have the elegance of a literati, but he gives people a decisive and decisive aura, but he is not a soldier.

He walked into Li's mansion with a big stride and asked Li Xiaoqing: "Where is the murderous calligraphy? I know your grandfather's character, so there is no need to lie to me, Sun."

Sun Chengzhi's meaning is clearer, but Li Chengqi cannot write such murderous words, and murderous words are all first-class and good words. No one is willing to give up. How could Li Chengqi get his hands on it?

Li Xiaoqing smiled bitterly, and couldn't explain the matter clearly for a while, and said, "It's in my grandfather's hands, he's in the study."

Before the two of them stepped into the study, they heard Li Chengqi's angry voice: "What a good word, it's just torn apart, Xiaoqing..."

When Li Xiaoqing heard that his grandfather was angry, he couldn't help but shrink, but glanced at Sun Chengzhi beside him, hoping that Master Sun could repair it, otherwise he would be in trouble. Not to mention the class reunion, he would not be able to go out for a month.

When Sun Chengzhi heard Li Chengqi, he was anxious to see the murderous calligraphy and rushed out of the study. He didn't even have time to say hello to Li Chengqi, and saw a volume of calligraphy hanging in the hall.

Suddenly, his steps stopped, his body stood still, and his eyes fell tightly on the calligraphy.

"The wind and rain in Zhongshan are yellow and yellow, and millions of heroic troops cross the river..."

Sun Chengzhi started to recite lightly, and then said a few words. His voice suddenly stopped and his face changed.

Between the lines, a momentum came to my face.

Even if he is still six or seven meters away from calligraphy and painting, he can still feel it clearly.
Chapter completed!