Meng Wuyi's words set the entire venue on fire.

Many people looked at Lu Yu with suspicion.

Yes, how can Lu Yu prove that this calligraphy was written by him?

There can't be a genius in this world, no matter how talented he is, Lu Yu is only in his early twenties, how can he write this unique calligraphy?

One of the greatest disadvantages of human beings is that they think that they cannot do things that others can.

Meng Wuyi obviously understands human nature very well, and very skillfully uses the weakness of human nature, which in turn pushes Lu Yu to the forefront.

"Jokes, I didn't write it, did you write it?" Lu Yu said coldly.

"It's okay if I want Meng Wuyi to apologize to you, if you have a kind, you can write another one, with the charm of this "Watching the Sea", don't say apologize to you, it's no problem to kneel down and ask you to call your grandfather a grandson." Meng Wuyi sneered.

Meng Wuyi stared at Lu Yu, his expression arrogant and domineering, and he had no fear.

Don't say that he didn't believe that this calligraphy could be written by Lu Yu.

Even if this "Viewing the Sea" was written by Lu Yu?

As a child of a family, Meng Wuyi has a rich background in Chinese culture and also understands calligraphy.

I know that calligraphy is the most state-oriented.

This "Viewing the Sea" is the pinnacle in every aspect.

It must have been written by the writer in his peak state, even if it was really written by Lu Yu, could it be that he could write another painting on the spot?

As long as Lu Yu doesn't write as well as this "Watching the Sea", then Meng Wuyi can disown it.

If this "Viewing the Sea" was not written by Lu Yu as he speculated - Meng Wuyi thought that this possibility was very high - then this kid would be completely ruined.

No matter how you look at it, he is invincible.

Meng Wuyi looked at Lu Yu with cold eyes, implying provocation, the meaning was actually obvious-boy, play with me, you are tender.

"Write another one?" Lu Yu said lightly.

His eyes were silent, and he glanced at Meng Wuyi.

This donkey day, it's really messing around. It's rhythmic, too.

Sure enough, the other people below also gradually said: "Lu Shao, what Meng Shao said is actually reasonable, if you want to eliminate everyone's doubts, you can write another one." ”

"yes, it doesn't take much time to write a single word anyway."

Of course, there are also people who oppose it.

Gu Xichao stood up and sneered: "Joke, which green onion is this surnamed Meng?" He asked my master to write, and my master wrote it? ”

"That's it, boss, don't care what this kid does, I see that the little red guy is just messing around, boss, if you don't care about it, leave it to me, I'll give him two ears of melon seeds and he will be comfortable."

Xiong Zi Zheng Yingying also stood up, and the words and deeds of the soldiers were not as gentle as Gu Xichao.

Lu Yu waved his hand, motioning for Gu Xichao to sit down, and also signaling Xiong Zi not to be busy with his hands.

Jiang Hai's deputy ministerial-level officials attended more than half of the banquet, and if they really started to do it, it would be a waste of Li Jingluo and Sudan Feng's hard work.

He said lightly: "Meng Wuyi, I promise you to write another one." I don't want you to kneel down and be my grandson. You can understand that I am a relatively popular person, and of course it can also be understood that I think you are not worthy of being a grandson. ”

"You ......"

Meng Wuyi's face became extremely ugly.

Apparently he understood the latter.

Lu Yu smiled disdainfully, too lazy to pay attention to him.

After talking to the host, the organizer began to lay rice paper and took out a pen and ink inkstone.

Lu Yu said with a smile: "The ancients said that red sleeves add fragrance and plain hands can be regarded as elegant. I, Lu Yu, will also be vassalized today, which girl is willing to come on stage to sharpen ink for me? ”

"Lu Shao, choose me! People are the best at grinding ink! ”

"Lu Shao, choose me! I'm going to be able to grind the ink, too. ”

Lu Yu's voice fell, and the celebrities in the audience immediately rushed to shout and compete with each other.

This is the handsome and talented Lu Shao, what an honor it is to be able to polish his ink?

Lu Yu glanced around, and finally fixed his gaze on Imperial Concubine Chen.

"Miss Imperial Concubine Chen, I don't know if I have any honor to invite you to come to the stage to polish my ink?" He looked at Imperial Concubine Chen, a woman with a powerful aura that embarrassed countless men, and the corners of her lips curled slightly.

Emperor Chen's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a cold glow in them.

I was surprised.

This kid actually invited her to come to the stage to polish his ink, and he deserves it?

Also, where did he get the guts?

She is the daughter of Emperor Chen Qing, an upright martial arts saint, isn't he afraid of himself?

Lu Yu still looked at her directly, his smile was light, his lips moved slightly, and Emperor Chen read out Lu Yu's lips - eldest niece, give you a chance to observe the uncle's knife technique up close!

Imperial Concubine Chen frowned slightly.

Lu Yu's move was teasing, but it was more of a temptation.

What did he want to test himself?

Meng Wuyi scolded directly: "The surname is Lu, go-you-mom-, you are really daring, dare to ask the imperial concubine to polish ink for you." Are you worthy? ”

Imperial Concubine Chen is the goddess of Meng Wuyi, since she was a child, she still didn't dare to have the idea of blaspheming her in her heart, and she was like a goddess.

And this guy actually dares to ask the goddess in his heart to polish his ink?

It can be imagined how angry Meng Wuyi was at the moment.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't do it on this occasion, Meng Wuyi would have the intention of pulling out his knife and killing this fang.

"The surname Meng, why are you so noisy, willing or not, that's Miss Chen's business, what does it have to do with you? Can you be the master of Miss Chen? Lu Yu said disdainfully.

Still looking at Imperial Concubine Chen, her gaze became colder and colder, like a vast snow.

The celebrities in the audience, looking at his eyes, couldn't help but feel their hearts fluttering.

Such a man, like a melodious breeze, like a bright moon, illuminates an era, so vast that it is as silent as night.

It's like a lingering drizzle, it doesn't stop, no matter how proud a woman is, as long as she sees it, the whole person, the whole heart, is soaked.

Of course, Imperial Concubine Chen will not be like these celebrities who are crazy about Lu Yu.

But she was really interested in the knife technique contained in Lu Yu's calligraphy.

I want to take a closer look and speculate on how this guy integrated such a lonely knife technique into calligraphy.

Martial arts cultivation, to the level of Emperor Concubine Chen, simple asceticism, it is impossible to make progress.

What is needed is enlightenment.

Feel nature, feel heaven and earth.

And in Lu Yu's calligraphy, there is the truth of heaven and earth.

This is as attractive to her as drugs are to addicts.

It's just that she, an unmarried eldest lady of a family, wants to polish ink on a man who was a complete stranger yesterday in front of the public, even if her heart is as strong as her, she is a little twisted and apprehensive.

His cheeks were slightly red.

The fairy has fallen to the dust.

Three points more human, seven points more coquettish.

So so, so moving.

"Okay, I promise you, what about sharpening your ink, I just hope that your calligraphy will not disappoint Miss Ben, otherwise-"

Imperial Concubine Chen's eyes were cold, as if even the air around her was a little cold.

Lu Yu naturally understood the killing meaning in Emperor Chen's words - in front of the public, you dare to tease me like this, if your calligraphy disappoints me, then I will make you pay a very heavy price.

"I never disappoint, especially beautiful women."

The corners of Lu Yu's lips are slightly upturned, and between his eyebrows, he is calm and calm, and there are three more points of evil taste, and the evil spirit is awe-inspiring.

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