Transmigrated into ancient literature and killed the male protagonist to succeed

"Master Li Xunzhen is my predecessor in calligraphy. You can say he is a friend. I haven't seen him for two or three years. He settled here..."

"He accepted a disciple today. He called me some time ago and asked me to come over here and take a look."

Along the way, Lu Xingzhou told Nan Yue the situation in a warm voice while driving.

In fact, there was something else he had left unsaid.

Li Xunzhen's attainments in calligraphy and his status in the circle are considered to be among the best.

Today Li Xunzhen must have invited not only him, but also many masters and friends.

If Nan Yue wasn't here, he really wouldn't care, let alone come over.

But Nanyue happened to be here and came with him to meet with those masters. Regardless of how good the relationship was, Nanyue would always give Nanyue a penny or two in the future.

Although Lu Xingzhou was too lazy to deal with interpersonal relationships, it was because he lacked everything and was a top-notch noble.

It doesn't mean that he doesn't understand the ways of the world.

Since Nanyue and his family want to squeeze into the circle of wealthy families, they must get acquainted with people.

He will also help appropriately within his ability and in a way that she doesn't resent.

Nan Yue nodded, "Can you also calligraphy?"

Lu Xingzhou smiled and said modestly: "I have nothing to do but practice on weekdays. I just know a little bit about it."

Nanyue thought about his hobbies, writing novels, reading, practicing calligraphy, cooking (not counting this)...

My friend is a master of calligraphy, and even when she goes shopping, she takes her to antique stores...

Consider again his origins.

No wonder he has a kind of nobility and rare scholarly spirit that others don't have, but he is strangely not contaminated with too much worldliness, and his whole person is extremely clean.

I am afraid that he has been raised according to the template of aristocratic young masters since he was a child.

"What about Yueyue? Besides filming, what else do you like to do in your daily life?"

Just at the traffic light, Lu Xingzhou stopped the car and waited for the long red light. He tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips and asked her curiously.

After all, Nanyue is busy with work on weekdays. In addition to communicating with her a lot during meals, she also chats with her on the phone.

He didn't know much about her preferences yet.

Nanyue was in a good mood today and said quietly: "I usually practice Tai Chi and learn company management..."

In fact, it is considered as martial arts training and training.

If she doesn't experience a variety of different lives, her daily life is not interesting, it can be said to be boring.

But she likes being strong and the process of becoming stronger.

And the joy of learning and mastering new skills.

"And..." Nanyue turned her head and thought of another thing, so she smiled softly, with a little warmth in her voice, "Read the novel Mist and Rain Boating."

Caught off guard, the rhythm of his heartbeat was disrupted for a moment, and Lu Xingzhou himself felt a little inexplicable.

There are so many people who love to read his novels, why...

As soon as she said that, that strange and unclear but irritating feeling in his heart appeared again.

What is this feeling called...

Seems to be……

Throbbing?

He looked at Nanyue's smiling eyes and felt a little distracted for a moment, and the tips of his ears began to feel hot unconsciously.

"Di Di!"

A harsh urging sound came from the car behind.

"The light is green." Nan Yue reminded him softly.

Lu Xingzhou started the vehicle and drove on the road at the same unhurried speed as before.

The knuckled fingers tightened unconsciously, the lights outside the car window flickered into the car, and the night concealed his momentary lapse.There was too much traffic on the road, and he didn't dare to look at her sideways.

……

The two people Nan Yue knew were also at Master Li's house.

Li Xunzhen is not particularly handsome, but he has an elegant and easy-going temperament, and there are some fine lines at the corners of his eyes when he smiles.

He is a handsome uncle with a completely different temperament from Yu Wenqing.

At this time, Li Xunzhen and several of his friends were quietly looking at the girl writing on the desk.

The girl looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old. She was wearing an improved version of a chest-length skirt, with two rings in her bun, and a flower pattern on her eyebrows.

The handwriting she wrote must still be immature in the eyes of these long-established masters, but like her, it has a certain natural agility.

It was rare for Gu Miaoran to be quiet today. Although she was spoiled and had a bad temper, she also knew the identities of these people.

Being a disciple of Master Li Xunzhen will give you an extra layer of aura among your peers.

For this reason, she can practice calligraphy patiently every day with her mother's persuasion.

Just so that I can amaze everyone in the future...

The eldest daughter of the Gu family is not a businessman who smells like copper.

Thinking of this, the corners of Gu Miaoran's mouth slightly raised. Master Li would definitely like this poem she wrote.

Ruan Qiushui sat aside, looking at her daughter expectantly, and inevitably thought of the past...

If he were still in his previous home, let alone letting the master accept a disciple, he might not even be able to see the master's face.

Now, not only can she get in touch with these big names, she can also hold her own art exhibition at any time.

With the Gu family's relationship, others asked for a ticket to the art exhibition at a high price.

Her paintings fetch sky-high prices at auction, even higher than the prices of the masters she admired before.

Because of this, Ruan Qiushui suppressed the slightest guilt in her heart, never paying attention to her ex-husband and eldest daughter, and devoted all her efforts to her younger daughter.

When Gu Miaoran finished writing the last line of a poem, the housekeeper came in and whispered something to Li Xunzhen.

Li Xunzhen glanced at the girl who was still concentrating on writing, then turned and left the study...

The friends smiled tacitly, guessing that another friend of Li Xunzhen was here.

When I accepted the first disciple before, I also called them all over to appreciate the first disciple's works.

Who doesn't know, he just shows off secretly.

Gu Miaoran saw him going out from the corner of her eye and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"It's okay, your master will be back soon." A careful master comforted her softly.

Gu Miaoran curled her lips. Of course she knew the master would come back. The key point was why didn't the master watch her complete the work?
Fortunately, these masters were well-educated. Even though it was boring to watch their juniors write slowly, they did not take out their mobile phones to watch, let alone chat with each other.

Otherwise, she might be even more uncomfortable.

"Xingzhou, it's really hard to see you!" Li Xuzhen smiled as soon as he saw Lu Xingzhou.

He had called Lu Xingzhou before, but he didn't have high hopes that he would come. After all, it would depend on his mood if he wanted to meet him in the same city, let alone in a different city.

He was really flattered that he was giving him such face this time.

When he saw the figure next to him, his steps stopped, and his surprise was visible to the naked eye.

Even if Lu Xingzhou, a "god" like him, is willing to travel far away, he, a woman actually appears next to him? !

He married late. Although he divorced later, when he was as old as Lu Xingzhou, he had several ex-girlfriends.

Up to now, even if he is divorced, he is still a sought-after handsome uncle.

Whoa, whoa, far away...

He thought that this living god would not touch mortal hearts.