Lu Wen came to the study, took out a brush and rice paper, and began to sprinkle pen and ink on it, while Fang Zheng and a few people played with millet grains and them below, and did not come up to disturb him.

Lu Wen's expression was very serious, writing on the rice paper, and when he was writing, those fonts seemed to have a halo, gorgeous and abnormal, as if there was a spirit in it, a kind of indescribable style.

After a while, he put the rice paper aside, then took out the brush and drew on the paper.

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When Lu Wen came down, he saw Tang Qing playing with the two little dots, and the two goods were still discussing, and when they saw Lu Wen coming down, they all came around.

Their eyes focused on Lu Wen's hand, looking at the object in his hand.

Lu Wen looked at them and said, "Take it and take a look." As he spoke, he handed over the items in his hand.

Cen Qingqing reacted quickly, immediately snatched the things, opened a pair of rice paper on the table, and these people's eyes instantly focused on that pair of calligraphy.

I saw that the penmanship was exquisite, the pen was chic and elegant, and the gesture was euphemistic and subtle, like flowing water. The knot is beautiful, the bones are delicate, and the dot paintings are sparse and dense. The chapter is ingenious, and there is abundant artistic beauty within the size. Regardless of the horizontal and vertical points of the hook and folding, it can really be said that the pen is extremely good.

They were first amazed by the wonderful calligraphy, and then took a closer look at the contents.

I have always had a dream, hoping that in every traditional festival, all the sons and daughters of the Han nationality can wear the clothes that belong to our nation - Hanfu. The clothes are ethereal, and there are no more regrets.

Why do you say that I behave strangely when I wear the most beautiful clothes?

Why do you say that the Han costume that I cherish so much belongs to Fusang?

Why do you always treat my sincere confession as a joke?

Why can't my tears touch your heart in the slightest?

Where, that land of faith?

Where, my Huaxia son?

I don't want to break my liver and sausage for this,

I don't want the wisdom of our ancestors to be appreciated,

I don't want my Huaxia clothes to rely on RB people to promote.

So, I always have a desire,

One day, we can pick up our own culture and support the backbone of the nation.

Remember, remember,

There was once an era called Han and Tang,

There used to be a river called the Yangtze River,

There was once a pair of totems called dragons and phoenixes,

There was once a feather coat - named Ni Dress!

They looked at these handwritings, for some reason the corners of their eyes were a little moist, they seemed to see the dress, the clothes that integrated into the Chinese culture, the bones, this is so gorgeous, so graceful and luxurious, so beautiful, in the hearts of the Chinese people this is the most beautiful clothes.

In particular, this painting has been injected with the power of Lu Wen's body, so that this calligraphy can make people truly appreciate the charm of neon clothes, which is not only a dead thing here, but has become a spiritual sustenance.

After a while, Fang Zheng quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said to Lu Wen on the side, "Old Lu, I just asked you to write some propaganda slogans, are you so touching to write?"

Lu Wen said, "Oh, I'm not satisfied, okay, I'll take it back and write a new one for you." As he spoke, he was about to take it back.

Fang Zheng was in a hurry, and threw himself directly on the table, pressed the calligraphy with his body, didn't give it to him, and said in his mouth, "Lao Lu, you are here for us, you can't regret it." ”

Lu Wen said: "Aren't you dissatisfied?" ”

Fang Zheng said, "Satisfied, satisfied, how can you not be satisfied, you just think what I just said is a fart, just let it go." "Hehe, this guy doesn't have any discipline at all anyway.

Lu Wen was just joking, he didn't really want to take it, after such a fuss, some heavy feelings in everyone's hearts also dispersed, and Cen Qingqing opened the remaining papers.

After only looking at Cen Qingqing for the first time, he screamed "ah", Tang Qing and Fang Zheng were startled, they didn't know what was going on, and immediately looked at those paper manuscripts.

I saw gorgeous Hanfu on the paper, those clothes looked like exquisite paintings, not a piece of clothing, noble, elegant, generous, elegant and other beautiful words seem to be reflected.

There are also some manly clothes, some of these clothes reflect heroism, some of them show that they are elegant, etc., Fang Zheng and Tang Qing are very excited.

The last two clothes look like a child's, and they are also girls', they are completely a princess dress, not the modern princess dress, but the ancient kind of cute, noble, and gorgeous clothing.

Millet Grain and Xiao Mengmeng's eyes lit up when they saw these two clothes, Millet Grain hugged Daddy's thigh directly, and said in a milky voice, "Dad, I want this dress." Saying that, she pointed to the two villains' clothes, and Xiao Mengmeng was more direct, staring at Lu Wen with her big eyes, as long as Lu Wen said no, her tears fell instantly.

Lu Wen touched the hair of the millet grains and said, "Okay, let's ask Aunt Qingqing to make clothes for us." Millet was overjoyed when she heard her father's words, and ran around her father's side.

Xiao Mengmeng immediately ran to her own Ma Ma, a burst of coquettishness, it seems that no matter how big or small a woman is, her love for beautiful clothes is the same.

Cen Qingqing is actually the one who wants these clothes the most among these people, where is she still urging with Xiao Mengmeng, now she can't wait.

Tang Qing ran to her daughter-in-law's back, pinched her shoulder and said, "Wife, help me make a set, I like it." He said, pointing to the elegant Hanfu and said.

Cen Qingqing snorted comfortably twice and said, "Why are you wearing such a good outfit, go out to flirt with your sister?"

Tang Qing said, "How can it, in my eyes, my wife is the most beautiful, don't I want to keep up with the pace of the leader, the two leaders of my family are wearing Hanfu, and I can't leave the team." ”

Look at what people say about these things, it is worthy of people to do such a big business.

Cen Qingqing said with a satisfied face, "Well, it's good to have such an idea, I'll do it tomorrow." ”

Tang Qing's hand stopped suddenly, and said a little curtly, "Wife, do you do it yourself?"

Cen Qingqing immediately heard the meaning of these words, his face immediately changed, and he said to Tang Qing, "What's the matter?

Tang Qing saw that her daughter-in-law was angry, and the movements in her hands immediately moved again, and she said dog-leggedly, "How can it, isn't this afraid of hurting your hands, look at your white and tender little hands, if you have scars, it won't look good, Mengmeng, don't you say yes." After speaking, he gave Xiao Mengmeng a crazy look.

Xiao Mengmeng, a ghost spirit, couldn't understand, hugged Ma Ma and said, "Ma Ma, Meng Meng doesn't want you to get hurt, then Meng Meng will be sad." ”

Look at this family, they are not simple characters, Lu Wen watched it with relish on the side.

Cen Qingqing glanced at the two fathers and daughters angrily, and said, "Don't worry, I will find some high-level tailors to do it." She couldn't understand the thoughts of the father and daughter, and now she just put all her thoughts on these beautiful clothes, and didn't care about them.