Qingben beauty

Chapter 385 My Light Overwhelms Him
In fact, compared to the venues I experienced in the future, the Forbidden City calligraphy exhibition this time is only a small-scale event, and there are not many people. There are only a dozen reporters who came, and the scale is really small.

However, that was the first time that I was in full view, surrounded by everyone, and received inquiries from different people that I couldn't recognize at all.

As for the questions about calligraphy, I can barely answer a few sentences.

but……

However, I am not bothered by those questions, because as long as someone brings up those questions that I don't know how to answer, such as who did you learn from?Which family's disciple?When his parents had questions about what to do, Lu Li would always speak out appropriately, directing the other party's questions away.

So, even after many years, the first impression of that time still remains in my heart that kind of excitement, an excitement that can't be concealed even with trepidation.

Also, except for helping me divert the topic, Lu Li even hides her figure behind me at other times, only letting me show up under those spotlights.

In other words, I didn’t realize it at the time. At that time, I was surrounded by people, watched with eyes full of various emotions. I was the focus of the crowd. Take pictures with my husband, with my words, and with the paintings of those ancient masters.

I tried my best to keep my smile, so that everyone could only see my smile and not notice it. My body was trembling slightly because of the excitement.

In the midst of that tension and excitement, half an hour passed in a flash, when Mr. Yun announced the official launch, the press conference ended, and the crowd began to disperse, I realized that Lu Li was always behind me.

behind me...

Every time I trembled and almost stuttered, he would gently hold my arm behind me, or speak for me, and when I recovered, he would just smile and keep everyone looking at me, chasing me.

The two of us have known each other for so many years, and this is the first time that my light has overshadowed his.

I am very guilty and apologetic.

But when I looked at him like that, he laughed.

He didn't speak, just smiled like that, and let me take his arm very naturally and skillfully, and led me through the corridor in front of the exhibition hall to see the authentic Mid-Autumn Festival poster.

When I saw that authentic work with my own eyes, I forgot everything.

Then, after watching it all afternoon, when I came out of the museum, I remembered it again.

Only this time, I didn't feel guilty or sorry. I looked at him and said slowly, "Thank you."

Lu Li laughed slowly. He raised his hand, scratched my cheek with his finger, and said softly: "Silly girl, this is your own strength, you don't need to thank me."

I opened my mouth.

Lu Li's fingers brushed across my cheeks, pressed on my lips, and said with a chuckle, "I'm annoyed."

I looked at him and blinked a few times, then, I also laughed like him, I nodded to him, and said: "Okay."

Lu Li narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingers left my lips, and took my hand again.

With just such a movement, the smile on his face has returned to the usual politeness and a little distance.

It was a smile to outsiders.

I was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously suppressed my smile, and then turned around following his movement of holding hands.

Teacher Zhang was coming from another door, walking opposite us.

There were still three steps away from us, Teacher Zhang stopped in his tracks, and said with an expression on his face, "Master Lu is really willing to do it for a woman."

My heart skipped a beat, and I didn't even feel that Lu Li's hand tightened.

Lu Li raised his other hand, put it on mine gracefully, and smiled slightly at Teacher Zhang: "What Mr. Zhang said is a bit inappropriate. It’s just not coming out to make a fool of yourself.”

Teacher Zhang snorted heavily, and said, "Genius Mr. Lu, I never knew you would be humble."

"Yeah, I actually don't know what modesty is. I'm just telling the truth. Calligraphy and calligraphy are the same as painting. Although there are different opinions for everyone, there are also opinions that the leaders of different schools are not outstanding. However, all art must have a soul in it, and this is common, I am not good at calligraphy, but I can still understand what Mr. Yu meant when he commented on Mr. Zhang’s handwriting, which is not enough in form and meaning.”

Lu Li smiled faintly. To put it bluntly, when Teacher Zhang's face was flushed, he said with a very decent smile: "So, I am very proud, I have self-knowledge."

Teacher Zhang's face suddenly turned from red to black, and his eyes were full of irrepressible anger. However, he didn't speak to Lu Li again, but turned his head to look at me, and sized me up from head to toe coldly Finally, with a heavy snort, we brushed past the two of us.

I looked back at his hurried figure and walked into another room, and said to Lu Li with some anxiety: "If you say that about him, he will hold grudges in his heart."

After all, it’s everyone, you just said you don’t have self-knowledge…

Lu Li sneered, patted my hand lightly, led me outside, and said lightly: "In this industry, there are many people who are better than him, and who write better than him, why only him Will he be famous? Most of them are promoted by others, but unfortunately, he only thinks that he can gain a firm foothold by relying on those people's praise, but he has forgotten how much he has."

Lu Li's voice paused, and he said in a low voice: "Even if it's just a small special exhibition, whoever writes the pen has no part to speak, so he deserves to be suppressed directly, and it has nothing to do with you."

I was stunned for a moment, and my mind flashed to Mr. Yu who took a few photos with me and resigned early because he was old.

Lu Li glanced at me, pursed her lips and smiled, said nothing to me, nodded to the people she met, and led me out of the museum.

After walking out of the museum, I still couldn't help asking: "However, that Teacher Zhang still only remembers you and me, right?"

With his status in the industry, it is impossible to do anything to Mr. Yu, because Mr. Yu's status is definitely not something he can shake. Mr. Yu's comment today can make those reporters give up on him and choose me ...

Lu Li glanced at me sideways, and said with a faint smile, "Remember me? He won't. Even if he holds resentment, it's impossible for him to have any influence on me. However, Xiaoqing, remember, as long as you are strong enough, You can completely ignore this kind of grudge, but..."

Lu Li's voice paused, and after a chuckle, he said, "So, either you are stronger, or you don't regard this industry as your main business, just play tickets, and you can be calm."

I didn't quite understand what Lu Li said at the time, and Lu Li didn't try to make me understand at the time. After he finished speaking, he stopped bringing up this topic.

That night, he took me to a restaurant serving Hebei local dishes, and had a small glass of baijiu to celebrate.

(End of this chapter)