Every word of Chen Guanxiong was ringing in the ears of these people, and everyone felt a sense of absurdity. Mobile version
Could this person really be...
Lu Yuan?
They stared at Lu Yuan as if they were seeing a ghost, especially those who had just discussed Lu Yuan with more or less embarrassed expressions on their faces.
Yes, embarrassing...
After all, it is definitely not a cheating thing to talk about someone behind their back while being overheard by the real person.
This is the same as speaking ill of 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-rimmed glasses and a hat, and his mask was slightly crooked.
Could this man who seems to be dressed a little strangely be Lu Yuan?
this……
What a surprise, right?
"Cough, cough...Actually, I'm just here to appreciate it..."
After being stared at 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 still felt 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, and a smile appeared on his face, "It's okay, let's try a song."
He was not familiar with Lu Yuan.
After all, a person of the older generation like him devotes himself to practicing painting and never pays attention to the entertainment industry. To be honest, he only knows some veteran actors in movies such as "Journey to the West".
However, after seeing that Chen Guanxiong seemed to admire Lu Yuanting, Shen Chonghe knew that this young man was not a simple person, and he had something in his stomach.
"I won't give it a try... I don't have any ink in my stomach. I think the poems written by these friends are quite good." Lu Yuan shook his head repeatedly. "And it's almost lunch time. I suggest we eat first...
"
nonsense!
This is a place for high-class people to show off.
Why is he, a guy who doesn't know anything, getting involved in this?
Moreover, he has been staring at the painting for so long, and his mind is filled with adjectives such as "It's beautiful, damn it's okay." Why do you want him to write poetry?
Where does he write with his head?
"Can't you really write it?" Chen Guanxiong looked at Lu Yuan.
"Well, yes, writing poetry is not something that happens overnight, isn't it..." Lu Yuan shook his head with a sincere expression.
"That's a pity." Chen Guanxiong shook his head regretfully.
But after thinking about it, it’s right.
Although Lu Yuan is talented, this talent does not burst out suddenly. Many of these things require years of accumulation. Moreover, Lu Yuan is basically busy with the entertainment industry these days. He must have neglected to write poems and other things.
That’s normal, right?
Several other people who looked like students smiled at Lu Yuan, thinking that Lu Yuan was quite real.
But……
"This is a very proficient way of protecting yourself wisely. You are quite self-aware and know that you don't do it forcefully when you know you don't understand this. That's right. You don't have to write some random and nondescript poems to make a joke in front of reporters and ruin your talented image..."
Just when everyone smiled and thought Lu Yuan was real, suddenly a very discordant voice sounded.
Chen Guanxiong frowned.
Everyone subconsciously looked at the place where the sound originated...
The voice originated from the talented man named Zhang...
The talented man named Zhang was indeed a little unhappy after Lu Yuan took off his mask and hat. After all, Lu Yuan drew everyone's attention away. He felt even more uncomfortable when he saw Chen Xi keeping his eyes on Lu Yuan.
I was so uncomfortable that I casually said this sentence to satisfy my cravings, but I didn’t expect that my voice seemed to be poorly controlled...
But at this time, he naturally could only bite the bullet and look at Lu Yuan with everyone's eyes on him.
"Lu Yuan, I don't mean anything else. I just think what you did is right. This kind of attitude of retreating from difficulties and knowing how much you weigh is really good..."
He said this, hoping to make up for the mistake he just made.
But the more people heard, the more things seemed wrong.
What does this mean?
Is this a mockery of Lu Yuan's pursuit of 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 then finally he couldn't hold on to his smile and turned a little cold.
He narrowed his eyes and became very serious.
I can say that I don’t understand anything, I can say that there is no ink in my stomach...
But you...
What do you mean by that?
Didn't you slap me in the face?
Lu Yuan has a good temper, and it's basically okay to make a joke, but being slapped in the face in front of everyone would be unpleasant to anyone!
"Wei Yu! Stop talking!" The person next to him pulled the talented man away. "Sorry, Lu Yuan, he just said the wrong thing. I apologize to you on his behalf..."
"Chen Hong, I think what I said is correct. I just used inappropriate expressions... Lu Yuan, if you think there is something wrong with what I said, I apologize to you... I'm sorry..." Weiwei, a talented man surnamed Zhang
He apologized 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 well to Xiao Lu! Do you know what you were doing just now, and where did you learn 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 it very well. But you said I'm afraid that my poems will be messy and everyone will laugh at them?"
"Okay, I don't know enough about myself to make you laugh today!"
After everyone stared at him, Zhang Weiyu's face changed slightly. Just when he was about to say something, Lu Yuan suddenly narrowed his eyes deeper.
He took a breath, then silently put his hat and mask on the table, then continued to put on his glasses and came to Shen Chonghe's side.
"Xiao Lu, there's no need for you to be angry. I'll go back and give him a good criticism...Ah, is it time for dinner now? I'm already hungry. Let's go eat first. Let's go eat first. I'll let him have a good meal later.
I’m here to help you…”
A fat old man came to Lu Yuan's side and gave Lu Yuan an apologetic smile to smooth things over.
"Yes, let's do this for now..."
Several other people also pretended not to care and laughed in an attempt to dispel the smell of gunpowder. It was not good for both parties to make such a scene. After all, there were so many pairs of eyes and reporters watching.
"One minute!"
Lu Yuan lowered his head and stared at the painting, staring 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 mind.
One minute?
Everyone looked at Lu Yuan.
Everyone was a little stunned.
But Shen Chonghe still looked at Lu Yuan with approval with a faint smile on his face.
It is better to have the courage to write than those who dare not even write!
Chen Xi's beautiful eyes kept staring at Lu Yuan.
She felt that Lu Yuan's temperament was completely different now than before.
Yes.
She could feel a faint aura of 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 sex with him.
He originally thought that he would apologize symbolically and Lu Yuan would accept it symbolically. Then at the dinner table where he was waiting for the meeting, he would toast Lu Yuan and apologize again, and the misunderstanding, which was not a misunderstanding, would be over.
After all, his teacher will be there to explain it to him.
However, Lu Yuan didn't have it at all. Not only did he not stand up, but he stood up!
One minute?
Can you write it?
Aren't you making a joke?
Do you have to make things so rigid that everyone will be embarrassed?
Zhang Weiyu only had this thought in his mind at the moment.
However, he never thought about how unpleasant the words he just said were.
It is true that such a good-tempered Lu Yuan was a little offended.
After about forty seconds, Lu Yuan opened his eyes.
"Mr. Shen... I have two poems, one is shorter and one is longer. I wonder if we can put them together?"
"Two songs?" Shen Chonghe's smile froze.
Two songs?
Chen Xi was stunned when he saw this.
She remembered the first time she met Lu Yuan.
At that time, she felt that it was also two poems. Could it be that this man was planning to... at this moment?
this……
Real or fake?
Zhang Weiyu was also stunned.
Two songs?
"Yes, I think both are suitable, but one is simple and the other is profound..." Lu Yuan looked at the crowd out of the corner of his eye, and then looked at Shen Chonghe.
"Okay, let's shorten this one first."
"Well, the name of this poem is "Painting"!" Lu Yuan stood up straight, walked a little farther away, and then smiled: "Looking at the mountains from a distance, they are colorful, and hearing the water up close is silent. When spring goes, the flowers are still there.
, the birds are not surprised when people come!”
Lu Yuan read in one breath, without any pause or hesitation like everyone else, and even his tone was not artificial at all.
It seems that he is not doing it, but memorizing it.
After Lu Yuan finished reading the poem, Shen Chonghe's eyes lit up!
He recited this short poem.
Then the eyes became brighter and brighter!
Yes, he found this feeling!
The poem is called "Painting"?
Wait, it’s interesting. There is no word about painting in the whole text, but it actually expresses all the contents of this painting, which makes people feel extremely vivid and vivid!
Not far away, Chen Xi was also stunned.
This poem is not profound, and it is completely different from the previous poems that pretended to be profound and deliberately used wording.
But this poem is wonderful!
Yes! It covers all the content in this painting, but there is not a single painting word in the whole text!
But you said he has no realm?
No!
Absolutely not, simplicity does not mean no realm!
It seems wrong at first glance, but after careful consideration, it turns out to be so appropriate!
This poem uses concise and simple words to describe the images on the picture very cleverly. The third character of each poem is "mountain", "water", "flower", "bird"...
Even green mountains stand tall, water flows between them, flowers bloom and birds sing on the branches, forming a lively and beautiful overall realm. Even without this painting, a vivid image can appear in my mind. If it is paired with this painting,
The paintings I admire seem to come alive...
The mountains are colorful, the water is silent, the flowers are still there, and the birds are not frightened!
Even extremely vivid!
Yes!
That's the beauty of this poem!
This technique is really astonishing. Even if I look through all the poems in history, I have never seen it written in this way.
"Wonderful! Yes! This poem is indeed worthy of this painting. It even makes me feel ridiculous! Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, haha! Come on, little brother, help me pick up this poem.
Up!" Shen Chonghe laughed, couldn't help but pour himself another glass of wine, and then handed the brush to Lu Yuan...
"Mr. Shen... I have another poem. The name of this poem... is called "Drinking"!"
"The house is in a human environment, without the noise of carriages 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 the southern mountains...", he took a deep breath.
The smile disappeared from her red face, and there was only this poem in her mind.
Lu Yuan finished reading.
After finishing reading, he pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and looked at the talented man who had just insulted him inexplicably.
He showed a smile, his eyes no longer narrowed but a smile appeared.
"I'm done embarrassing myself, now it's your turn..."
"I made two poems, what about you? I remember you only had one, right? Do you want to make up for one too?"