Lu Ming pondered for a while, but did not speak.

But in Wang Weimin's eyes, he thought that Lu Ming didn't want to make an inscription, but he didn't know how to say it.

In this case, he naturally didn't dare to force it.

"It's me who is abrupt, otherwise I'd better take everyone to visit the courtyard......

Wang Weimin's words just wanted to be spoken, but he didn't have time yet.

saw that Lu Ming had already shot again, and with a wave of pen and ink.

There is give-and-take.

This is an inscription that Lu Ming thinks is more suitable for Wang Weimin after thinking about it for a long time.

Wang Weimin was stunned.

staring straight at the four big characters on the paper, his eyes couldn't help but be a little red, only he knew, there was a give-and-take, these four words were not only written very well, but also written into his heart.

Life is about giving and giving.

Especially at his age, he must know what he wants and what he has to give up.

It is no longer possible to catch both hands like when I was young, and I want to have both fish and bear paws.

Wang Weimin had a lot of sighs in his heart, but he didn't speak out loud, because Lu Ming was still continuing, and after opening the rice paper, Wang Weimin carefully took it and put it aside.

The benevolent are not worried.

Accumulate health for the male.

Lu Ming wrote two more in succession, and then put down the pen in his hand again.

Everyone's eyes converged on these three new calligraphy, admiring their unique beauty.

"Old man Wang, this is for you." Lu Ming pointed to the benevolent man and said.

This is what he specially asked for Wang Ziqiang, and it is the most suitable for him, the benevolent person is not worried, and the person with a benevolent heart will not have sorrow, and he will treat the people and things that bring him sorrow with tolerance.

Wang Ziqiang's impression of Lu Ming is probably like this, as a top national chef, he has not forgotten his original intention, always remains humble, and has been busy for him when his friend Wang Weimin is suffering from a strange illness.

On behalf of Wang Weimin, he worked as a driver and a chef for himself, without a word of complaint, just for him to get the opportunity for treatment, and he didn't seem to have any benefits.

"Huh?!"

Wang Ziqiang showed a stunned expression, he didn't expect Lu Ming to inscribe a pair of notes to him.

Even Wang Weimin had to open his mouth to ask for Lu Ming to write an inscription for him, besides, he knew that Lu Ming's calligraphy was so precious, he didn't dare to think that he could get a pair of them!

"Isn't that okay?"

Wang Ziqiang was a little embarrassed, and felt that he couldn't take Lu Ming's notebook for no reason.

"Old man Wang, just take it, just treat it as food money, and you may have to go to your private food in the future."

After Lu Ming said this, Wang Ziqiang felt a lot more at ease.

"And this one, it's the fat man, don't say I didn't give you a copy! Remember what you said, and keep it as an heirloom."

Ji Jian is the hero, it is Lu Ming's inscription to Luo Ziqian, accumulated over time, learned deeply, real, and cannot be faked, all of which are the results of Ji Jian, so that he understands the importance of accumulation, don't care about the gains and losses in front of you, and the most important thing is to accumulate over time.

No matter what happened before, now Luo Ziqian already has the platform of the Universe Building, and he also has the connections he has made today, and more importantly, he has Lu Ming as a backer, as long as he is willing, he can make a difference.

Luo Ziqian understood what Lu Ming meant, looked at the inscription a few more times, and said jokingly.

"Aren't you going to write me a dozen or twenty pairs! That's not enough!"

"Get out! Why do you want so much?"

Lu Ming was familiar with Luo Ziqian's personality and replied to him unceremoniously.

"If I get married and have more than one child, how will that pair of letters be divided! To whom?! You can't favor one over the other!"

Luo Ziqian said righteously, as if there was really such a thing, he had expected that he had more than one child.

"You're a single dog, you're not married yet, and you want to have a child yourself

Son, there is more than one! You'll talk about it then!"

"Don't underestimate people, maybe I'll get married and have a baby right away, faster than you!"

"Okay, okay, you hurry up and have children, I will write one more pair, one for each child, and ensure that each of them has a family heirloom!"

Lu Ming and Luo Ziqian said to each other, and the other people in the study were really envious and jealous when they heard it!

Giving birth to a child?

I can't wait to be Luo Ziqian, so I will get married immediately, start to have children desperately, and get a few more pairs of calligraphy.

Especially Miao Ziyi, Wang Junjie, and Zhao Haifeng.

They don't have their share in this copybook! But they didn't dare to take the initiative to open their mouths to ask Lu Ming for it.

"Buzz..."

At this time, Wang Weimin's mobile phone suddenly vibrate, startling him who was seriously appreciating his own calligraphy.

Fortunately, he turned on the vibration and did not disturb the others.

Wang Weimin took out his mobile phone and saw the remarks on it.

Zhao Hongyi is an old friend of his, and he is also a powerful figure in Kyoto.

But he was inconvenient to answer the phone at the moment, and he was busy appreciating this giving, so he simply hung up the phone.

It's just that the other party still bombarded him continuously.

Wang Weimin had to send him a message: "Don't bother me, I'm busy!"

Zhao Hongyi immediately replied: "What else can you be busy with!"

Wang Weimin suddenly thought of something, took a photo of the copybook, and sent it over.

If you have good things, you just have to show off to your old friends, so that your heart will be more crooked! Zhao Hongyi is also a person who loves calligraphy, and his research is much deeper than him, and his collection of works is better than him.

Really.

As soon as the news was sent, Wang Weimin's phone vibrated again, and he continued to hang up.

Zhao Hongyi knew that Wang Weimin really didn't answer the phone, so he could only continue to send messages.

"What are you doing, why don't you answer the phone?! Where did you get this copybook?! Which master's work is it?!"

Zhao Hongyi, who saw the copy, immediately took the bait and kept asking.

Wang Weimin felt so comfortable in his heart, he was like Zhao Hongyi now, he fell in love with a pair of calligraphy he collected, and tried hard to let him transfer it to himself, but in the end it didn't work, and now he has to let his old friend taste it.

"This is just a question?! Which calligraphy master are you with, I'll go right over! Ask for a pair for me!"

Maybe it was because the ink was not completely dry, Zhao Hongyi saw the clue and tried to get a pair.

But how dare Wang Weimin tell him, he didn't get it with great difficulty, Zhao Hongyi came over rashly, he would definitely fail and return, and maybe he would make Lu Ming uncomfortable.

I didn't even dare to reply to the message, so I turned off the phone and disappeared, and I will explain it to him next time.