However, there are always many things that are like this in this world.

What you don't value or even scoff at is something that other people seek after and worship.

When he was in Lu's calligraphy and painting shop, Chu Feng didn't have much feeling about it. First, there are very few people around him, and secondly, these people rarely think of the world, even Liu Zhengqing is a special case in the world, and he has a bit of a chic bearing, so when facing Mr. Wen Duan, he does not have that kind of posture.

But now, it's different......

Lu Lin moved into Chu Feng's house with joy, and after cleaning up, he went to see Chu Feng and found that this one was really playing with something on the bookcase.

After all, he is following the path of a judge, and Lu Lin is the clearest among these people about Chu Feng.

I have long heard that this young man is quite accomplished in calligraphy, and he seems to be very good at danqing...... Lu Lin had heard the term "Ink Society" mentioned by Lord Tongju, but he was not a native of Hangzhou, so he didn't know what level of existence it was. Just as the judge said, he listened, occasionally admiring and echoing a few times, and that's it.

The same goes for Mr. Cheng Yuan...... Mr. Cheng Yuan does not go out of the mountains very much, and the paintings he sells have always been limited, once there is an occasional outflow, either it is hidden in the house, or it is bought and collected by the local squires, so after leaving Hangzhou City, Mr. Cheng Yuan's reputation is indeed not loud.

But fame and ability are originally two completely different things, and it cannot be explained that Mr. Cheng Yuan's methods are not good.

But on the other hand, man is an animal accustomed to "hearsay". Listening to these words, Lu Lin thought about what the so-called local celebrities should look like, and subconsciously underestimated Mr. Cheng Yuan's ability.

It is inevitable to think in my heart: What is Chu Feng or not Chu Feng, it is just good luck and dragged up a big tree like Shanyin Lu's. As for the talent or something, it may be a little bit, but it must not be much, it's just a sedan chair carried by everyone.

Although he Lu Lin has never been in politics, he has many classmates who are in this torrent, and he is there for many years, and he still understands some truths.

He also inquired and understood that the current governor of Hangzhou was released because he offended people in the court. Now that he is ******** looking for a way to drill into Bianliang City, he has finally caught the door of the Lu clan in Shanyin, so naturally he will not let go easily.

In this way, Chu Feng is really a person with a good fate. I didn't say anything about a good teacher, but I happened to have such a good thing going smoothly.

Lu Lin sighed and sighed in his heart, and could only ask the Bodhisattva Ancestor, hoping that he would be able to take such a good fortune when he could go.

Thinking about these things in his heart, Lu Lin coughed lightly, stepped forward, and said with a smile: "I can't complain that Chu Langjun has a style of calligraphy and painting, a young talent, it turns out that Langjun is such a hardworking person, and it is really my generation that should be ......."

Halfway through his words, Lu Lin also approached. The handwriting written by Chu Feng fell clearly and clearly in front of his eyes.

The words were not big, but now they slapped Lu Lin's face like one slap after another. It was just a matter of an instant, and Lu Lin's old face turned red.

Chu Feng thought that nothing had happened, and he couldn't just be in a daze and delay. So I simply did the same as usual, doing some temporary posts and paintings. It's just that he didn't have a book at hand, so he had to come silently. It's still Cai Xiang's "Summer Hot Post", such a few dozen words, or the first time he has been silent, and sure enough, he found a few places that he couldn't notice in the past, and he was secretly happy, and he was going to study it again after he went back, and it happened that Lu Lin came to talk.

Stopping his pen and looking up, Chu Feng saw Lu Lin's swollen and red face in a blink of an eye, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"Brother Lu, what's wrong, your face is so red? Didn't you get a cold spring last night?" Although Chu Feng didn't fall in love with Lu Lin, he couldn't say that he was disgusted. Seeing others getting sick and ignoring and abandoning them was not something Chu Feng could do.

Hurriedly picked up the pen, Chu Feng raised his hand and touched Lu Lin's forehead.

"Ahh It's okay, it's okay!" Lu Lin came back from the shock, took half a step back, his face was embarrassed, and he was talking nonsense, "I just wanted to sneeze, but I couldn't do it after holding it for a long time, and I ended up making a big red face, ha!" What a shame!"

Chu Feng was skeptical when he heard this, but he couldn't think of any other explanation, and after looking Lu Lin up and down, it really didn't look like he was sick, so he had to nod: "Although the spring breeze is soft, it is also naughty, Brother Lu still pays attention to his health." ”

"Thank you, thank you." Lu Lin responded embarrassedly.

Secretly glancing at the handwriting on Chu Feng's bookcase, Lu Lin's heart inevitably trembled again.

That's right, it was really written by this little guy in front of me...... How old is this talent, and what kind of bias can write such a charming handwriting, it is really ...... Lu Lin's heart was a little confused, and he didn't know what words to use to describe the handwriting in front of him for a while.

Where could Chu Feng not see his gaze, and smiled slightly at this time: "Graffiti, Brother Lu smiled." ”

"Where, where." Lu Lin couldn't help but show a wry smile, "Chu Langjun is really talented, there is no way for us people to compare." Your ...... this law"

"It's to learn Cai Junmo's "Summer Hot Post", it's not well written, Brother Lu should read it as a joke." Chu Feng said this very sincerely, after all, he had been studying "Summer Heat Post" for a short time, and many of the essences had not yet been experienced.

But when these words fell on Lu Lin's ears, they became a different taste. Bitterness came out of his heart, and Lu Lin smacked for a long time, but could only sigh in exchange.

He looked at the handwriting on the bookcase, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked at it, the more he lost his will. The sneer at Chu Feng in my heart has also vanished, and all that remains is a sense of awe that looks up to the mountains.

The most fatal gap between people is not identity and status. This kind of thing can still be made up for by relying on acquired fortune and hard work, but talent is a destiny set in a lifetime and can never be changed......

Lu Lin looked at the young man in front of him, thinking that with his talent, even if he devoted himself to practicing calligraphy for another twenty years, he might not be able to achieve such an achievement. In addition to being unwilling, there is also a thick melancholy, which is mixed and mixed in my heart, and after all, it is mixed with this spring breeze, turned into a wisp of smoke, and dissipated.