Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 169 Heard His Surname

Even if Qiu Ming didn't invite him to write, he still wanted to give it a try.

Cangyu picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, opened and closed freely, and wrote a seven-character poem on the paper. When finishing the pen, Qiu Ming picked up the peach blossom paper and read both sides over and over again. Live in admiration, "Okay, great!"

"Brother Tai's poems are well done, and the characters are first-class!" Qiu Ming read it twice again with the peach blossom paper.

"Ren Cangyu? Is this your brother's name?" Qiu Ming asked.

Cangyu nodded, "I usually keep this name, Brother Qiu, don't blame me."

Qiu Ming is also a cheerful person. He smiled and dried the ink on the paper, "How could it be? I also want to thank Brother Ren for giving me this poem."

"Ren!" When Yun Zhuohua heard this surname for the first time, her heart skipped a beat. She had vaguely heard this surname in her mind, but she didn't remember it very clearly.

She has been in Lianyang City since she was born, and her parents moved here before he was born. She has no relatives and friends, and she doesn't even know anyone with the surname "Ren".

But in Yun Zhuohua's subconscious mind, there was a name, surnamed Ren!

Who is it?
For the first time, Yun Zhuohua wanted to break the rules of the Yizhan Escort, and wanted to know more about Cang Yu.She has a feeling that Cangyu has a great connection with the person named Ren in her mind.

"I have free time on the boat, Brother Yun, I heard from Brother Yu that your calligraphy and painting are also very good. I wonder if I can see you at this time." Qiu Ming looked at Yun Zhuohua with bright eyes, and his pen, ink, paper and inkstone were all ready. Alright, just wait for Yun Zhuohua to take his seat.

During this period of time, Yun Zhuohua hadn't touched a pen and paper during the darts outside. The important thing is that Yun Zhuohua had never written or drawn outside his home.Although the reputation of Yunzhuo Huaqin, chess, calligraphy and painting has been spread in Lianyang City, no one has really seen it.

Cangyu contributed Yun Zhuohua at this time, and Yun Zhuohua couldn't tell whether Cangyu was apologizing to Yun Zhuohua for what happened just now, or deliberately making Yun Zhuohua look ugly in front of Qiu Ming.No matter what the reason is, regardless of whether the calligraphy and painting are good or bad, Yun Zhuohua doesn't want to lose his momentum in front of Cangyu.

Moreover, Yun Zhuohua also wanted to try how this peach blossom paper became famous for thousands of miles.

"Thanks to Brother Qiu, since I already have the characters, why don't I make a painting."

Cangyu didn't expect Yun Zhuohua to agree so simply, he opened his mouth in surprise, and forced back the words that he wanted to continue to persuade Yun Zhuohua to write, Yun Zhuohua saw Cangyu This unexpected look is full of pride.

"How about just painting the scenery seen from Wangjiang Tower?" Yun Zhuohua asked Qiu Ming after drawing a pen and meditating.

How could Qiu Ming pick and choose? Of course he nodded in agreement. He stood behind Yun Zhuohua, watching Yun Zhuohua write with spirit, his strokes and strokes were smooth and free, and the flowers on his wrist were chic and splashing ink. Don't look at this Painting, just looking at Yun Zhuohua's painting posture, can be regarded as elegant, fresh and refined.

The clothes are black and white, like crane feathers soaring in the sky, and the broken hair is scattered, and get into the white neck, natural to carve, casual.

Qiu Ming has never seen anyone who can make a handsome posture when painting. He can't help but be fascinated by it. When Yun Zhuohua finished it in one go, he put down the pen and told him to go to see the painting, and then followed Yun Zhuohua in a daze. Hua escaped from the artistic conception outlined by his body.

(End of this chapter)