The ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny.

Lin Zhihui looked at the large and small tools on the table and deeply realized the true meaning of this sentence.

On weekdays, he has also watched a lot of treasure appreciation programs, which mention the method of fake paintings with few words, he just wants to follow suit, change the will of the Jade Emperor, and see if he can make a few calligraphy and paintings, but unfortunately this plan was doomed to failure from the beginning, because he greatly underestimated the power of this will.

The bright yellow scroll looks as thin as a cicada's wings, and the texture is also very soft, like fine silk, but no matter what kind of tools Lin Zhihui uses, he can't damage it in the slightest, let alone divide it into several layers of rubbing, even if he wants to make a mark on it, it is impossible.

"In the Journey to the West, Guanyin gave Tang Seng Jinlan a robe, saying that water and fire are not inviolable, I still think it is too exaggerated, I didn't expect such a broken holy decree to be like this. Lin Zhihui spent a long time, tired and sweaty, but he was still busy in vain, threw away the scissors in his hand, leaned back on the chair and muttered dejectedly.

Lin Zhihui was looking at the luck of the holy decree on the table, there were faint fluctuations in the air, the light in the room dimmed slightly, and Bi Jie's voice sounded in his ears: "Wow, what are you doing here, you want to demolish the house?"

"Why are you alone?" Lin Zhihui glanced at Bi Jie up and down, and when he saw his radiant appearance, he knew that he had gained a lot of benefits in the burial of the dragon stream.

"They're still in there, and they won't be able to get out for a while. Bi Jie spread his hands regretfully, as if he didn't want to say more, floated over to look at the things on the table, looked at Lin Zhihui with the corners of his mouth twitching, and said, "You, are you planning to use these broken copper and iron to destroy the Jade Emperor's holy decree?"

Lin Zhihui also drilled the tip of the horns just now, and now that he thinks about it, he also feels that his behavior is funny, it is a thing in the fairy world, think about those large manuals, they can be used as spirit stones, this is also the holy decree of the Jade Emperor, how can it be easily damaged.

"Isn't it true that I'm also poor. Lin Zhihui spread his hands helplessly.

Bi Jie also knew that Ye Anrong begged for the Jade Emperor's calligraphy and painting, and at the beginning he suggested that Lin Zhihui refuse, thinking that it was impossible to do such a request.

The Jade Emperor is the lord of a realm, supreme, what is their identity, and what qualifications do they have to ask the Jade Emperor for calligraphy and painting, and the lion opens his mouth widely, asking for as many as ten pairs, it is simply a pipe dream, it is impossible for Lin Zhihui not to understand this truth, but it is a pity that he was fascinated by the beauty, and he agreed to come down and make trouble for himself.

"Are you planning to fake?" Bi Jie touched his chin and thought for a moment, "This is also a solution." ”

Lin Zhihui was hopeless, but when he heard Bi Jie say this, his eyes immediately lit up, and he looked at him with hope: "Do you have a way?"

Bi Jie raised his hand to grasp the will in his hand, trembled and distinguished, nodded slightly, and said in a wise voice: "Your idea is right, but the path from the beginning was wrong." ”

The corners of Lin Zhihui's mouth twitched, he didn't know anything about fraud, and he was originally improvised, but looking at Bijie's appearance, it seemed that he was proficient in this way.

"The Jade Emperor's own handwriting itself contains great mana, and if you want to fake it, you only need to borrow the magic power in it. Bi Jie waved his hand to empty the table, and the will was spread on the table, and the little fat hand was void in mid-air, connecting the dots, forming a golden light network, covering the will.

Lin Zhihui looked at Bijie with a little curiosity, but what he was most concerned about was not how to cheat, but the final result, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and gestured to Bijie with a ten: "Great, I don't want much, ten pairs are enough." ”

Bi Jie's movements paused slightly, and he squinted at him: "You think too much, it's good to have two pairs, I've seen it, the words that can be used on it, can barely make up two five-word poems, form two words, and each word can only be used once, otherwise it will destroy the imperial decree, that's a big crime, you don't even want your life in order to soak the girl, you can't even pull me into the water with my help." ”

"Look at what you say. Lin Zhihui Mo Ming's old face turned red, and he waved his hand at Bijie: "How can I be so ignorant, if you can help me with this, I will already be grateful to Dade, and I will never make any more undue requests." ”

Bi Jie snorted and gave Lin Zhihui a look that was about the same: "It's good if you remember, I don't need you to report back, next time there will be a good thing like entering the Ten Thousand Worlds Space, don't forget to call me." ”

Lin Zhihui naturally agreed, not to mention such a trivial matter, Bijie asked him to exchange the treasure in his hand, and he would agree without hesitation.

......

After getting out of the taxi, Lin Zhihui once again decided to wait for the errand to buy a car, he is now a rich man, and it is really inconvenient to have no means of transportation.

Checked the bag in his hand, stepped across the road, Bi Jie made a total of three pairs of calligraphy and paintings and framed them perfectly, as soon as he got his hands, he received a call from Ye Anrong, just because the physical book and the movie were released overseas simultaneously, he needed to sign a few contracts, Lin Zhihui simply sent the words to the door.

Following the reception staff waiting at the door to go around several departments, Lin Zhihui went up to the top floor and came to Ye Anrong's office.

Lin Zhihui knocked lightly on the slightly open door, Ye Anrong was answering the phone, and when he saw him, he pointed to the sofa and signaled to wait for a while.

The secretary brought the tea and quietly withdrew, Ye Anrong lowered his head and wrote something on the paper while talking, his long hair fell down from his ears and scattered on his shoulders, and his long and curled eyelashes blinked from time to time, like the wings of a butterfly.

seemed to notice Lin Zhihui's gaze, Ye Anrong looked up at him while he was talking, the two looked at each other, Ye Anrong smiled slightly, and two faint red glows appeared on his white face, which became more and more beautiful.

Lin Zhihui's heart moved slightly, and an inexplicable throbbing spread throughout his body, only to feel that the whole room seemed to become a little brighter, and the soft sunlight fell on Ye Anrong's body, as if covering her with a layer of white light sand.

"Wait a minute. Ye Anrong put down the phone and was about to stand up, when the phone remembered again, she could only shrug her shoulders, made a helpless expression at Lin Zhihui, and reached out to pick up the microphone in resignation.

"I've seen that document. Ye Anrong turned his head to look for the desk as he spoke, and as soon as his eyes fell on the small table, Lin Zhihui stood up, accurately picked up a document, and gently put it in front of her.

Ye Anrong showed a saved expression, nodded at Lin Zhihui, took the file, and continued to get busy.

By the time she put down the microphone, it was already ten minutes later, Ye Anrong straightened up, exhaled slightly, and raised her hand to press her temples a little tiredly.