Daddy Liu's study is not as solemn or antique as Luminous imagined.

The layout is very simple, and there is no special decoration, and there are several ink paintings hanging on the wall, which are plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum.

There are two bookshelves, one against the wall behind the desk and one against the wall on the right.

There are a lot of books on the shelves, dazzling, and the night light glanced at it, there is everything in ancient and modern times, and the night light seriously doubts, how many books Daddy Liu has read.

Dad Liu seemed to see through the night light, "Don't think about it, I haven't read most of it, I don't have time, I want to read it slowly after I retire." ”

Luminous in the night, he said in his heart, "Damn, how do you know what I'm thinking!"

Father Liu walked straight to the desk, took a piece of rice paper, spread it on the table, and said, "Come and write a word for me." ”

Yeguang was stunned for a moment, and some didn't understand what Daddy Liu meant.

Seeing that he didn't move, Dad Liu's tone was quite unkind, "Don't come soon!" It seems that although Dad Liu didn't have a seizure about the fact that Yeguang and Liu Chiyan had sex together, he was still very unhappy in his heart.

Luminous hurriedly answered.

Daddy Liu, "I can use a brush, write with a brush." ”

Luminous: "Yes, yes." ”

Daddy Liu nodded, "Well, grind the ink yourself." ”

As he spoke, he stepped aside to make room for the glow-in-the-dark.

Luminous a little clumsy began to grind ink, to be honest, he didn't do much to grind ink or something, the brush would, but he turned out that his brush words can only be regarded as ghost paintings, but with calligraphy knowledge, the brush is also as handy as an arm.

However, Yeguang was still a little curious about what Daddy Liu asked him to write, and he didn't say anything when he wrote something.

Luminous asked, "Uncle, what should I write?"

Father Liu said lightly, "Whatever you want." Then he thought for a moment and added, "Write in cursive." ”

Luminous nodded, just write whatever you want, looked around the environment of the study, and Luminous finally stayed on the ink painting of plum blossoms, and had an idea in his heart.

"Uncle, a few ink paintings of Meilan Zhuju in your house are really good, I will use the plum in them to write a poem for you. ”

As he spoke, Luminous picked a brush from the pen stand, dipped it in ink, and began to work.

"Momei"

My family washes the inkstone pond tree, and the flowers bloom with light ink marks.

Don't let people praise the good color, only leave the clear air full of goodness.

Sprinkled with water, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and the wild grass that seemed to be a little unruly ghost drawing talismans jumped on the paper.

Dad Liu watched quietly on the side, the pupils in his eyes shrank, if it weren't for his face, he would have been able to applaud immediately.

The glow-in-the-dark cursive is good, Daddy Liu knows, otherwise it would be impossible to ask him to write a word, but what he saw at the time was the cursive script written by Luminous with a hard pen, and that kind of words made Daddy Liu feel amazing.

You must know that the ancient calligraphy of our country, whether it is cursive or line calligraphy or others, only the brush can fully show its unique beauty and charm.

After writing the last stroke, Yeguang put down the brush, "Uncle, how do you see this poem being written?"

Father Liu hummed lightly, "It's okay." ”

Yeguang complained in his heart, how can you call it okay? Look at this poem, look at this word, even Yeguang himself thinks it's perfect, you are okay? Moreover, don't think that we can't see the eagerness with which your eyes stare at this character.

Load, load!

Not to mention, the glow-in-the-dark heart is pretty beautiful now.

Luminous wrote this word to Daddy Liu, in fact, there is some suspicion of sycophancy, don't let people praise the good color, only leave a clear air. This is a disguised patting of Daddy Liu's ass, saying that he is noble and high-spirited.

However, Yeguang wrote this poem, there is also a layer of meaning, don't let people praise the good color, only leave a clear air, can also be extended to Yeguang himself, Yeguang knows, Daddy Liu has always been a little disgusted with him, a little disdainful of him, Yeguang wants to tell Daddy Liu, I don't need you to praise me, I don't need you to praise me, but I will one day leave my own fragrance in this world!

Of course, this meaning, Yeguang will definitely not say it to Daddy Liu, unless he is stupid.

As for whether Daddy Liu understands it or not, it is unknown.

Dad Liu really likes the word written by the night light, and he also likes this poem, his eyes have been staying on the word night light, although he has been patted countless times, but like the night light with such a poem to pat his ass, Dad Liu said that his heart is still very beautiful.

Father Liu retracted his gaze and said, "You can make a payment." ”

To be honest, Dad Liu didn't plan to let the luminous fall at first, he let the luminous write was actually to give it away, but seeing this pair of words, this poem, and seeing such amazing works, Daddy Liu felt that it was really hard to let the original author Luminous fall into his heart.

Luminous as she spoke, her name fell under the rice paper.

Dad Liu stood and didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't speak for a long time, and the night light was waiting for him quietly.

"Let's write another one. Father Liu spoke, pointing to the "Momei" that Yeguang had just written on the table, "It can't be better than this." Father Liu specially explained.

Luminous puzzled, what do you mean? Write another picture? It's no problem to write another one, but why can't it be better than the one just now? I don't understand what medicine is sold in Daddy Liu's gourd, but the old man has spoken, how can Luminous not do it.

He took a piece of rice paper again, swept around the room in the night light, and focused his eyes on the orchid ink painting on the wall of the study.

Pick up the pen and get your hands dirty.

Wing Lan

Fang is famous all over the world and settles in 10,000 homes.

Ye Li is upright, and Huayan is not flashy.

Evergreen fights the cold, smiling in the middle of summer.

A true gentleman in the flowers, elegant in style.

A poem is completed, and the luminous pen is closed.

Well, I'm still patting a sycophant, it's a righteousness, a gentleman, and it's elegant, and this sycophant is also blatant.

Dad Liu was entangled, in front of a pair of "Momei" he saw that the night light was well written, he liked it, and couldn't bear to give away the word, so he let the night light write another one, this word night light slightly retracted some momentum, it is indeed slightly inferior to the word just now, but in the eyes of Father Liu, this is still a rare and good word, so he is a little unbearable.

However, Daddy Liu finally chose a face between his unbearable and his own face.

"Okay, it's none of your business, you can go out. ”

Dad Liu didn't let Yeguang continue to write, he estimated that if he let Yeguang write again, he would still be unbearable, so he simply gritted his teeth and sent this one!

Father Liu didn't plan to let the luminous fall at first, but in the end, he also let the glow fall off, Dad Liu is a cursive lover, although a little reluctant, Dad Liu feels that such a work is a great disadvantage if there is no original author's signature.

Luminous didn't say much, and said, "Then uncle, I'm out." With that, he turned and left.

After Daddy Liu came out of the calligraphy in the night light, he immediately picked up the two words that the night light had just written and the ink was not dry, and couldn't put it down, and then nodded frequently while appreciating it, obviously very fond of it.

It wasn't until Liu's mother knocked on the door and told him that the driver was coming, and Liu's father put away the two characters in a painting tube with some unsatisfied feelings, and put the ink plum into the cabinet where he collected and treasured calligraphy and paintings, and placed it on the top floor, and the other Yonglan went out with him.