In order not to be ridiculed, Si Wenkang did a lot of things that literati like.

However, they may be born with talents in this area, at most they can only pretend to be superficial, but in fact they can't stand scrutiny at all.

But when it came to his son, there was Si Xiu, a different kind of person who was accomplished in art.

Therefore, Si Wenkang has always strongly supported his son's learning of painting.

Although he is not capable, he is very confident, so after seeing his son's expression, he feels that he has lost the face of an elder.

So he thought about asking Si Xiu to write a few words, and then guide him.

Si Xiu naturally did not refuse Si Wenkang's proposal.

In the past, he didn't like to hold a writing brush. He felt that writing was too laborious. It has been almost a year since he came here, and he has never used a writing brush, so he misses it a little.

Then he walked to Si Wenkang's side, picked up the writing brush he had just used, and laid out another piece of paper.

After all, he writes with a brush as long as he is young, and the other party is only interested, so there is no way to compare.

"By the way, when did you learn calligraphy? Judging by your handwriting, you didn't learn it in a year or two. Didn't you lose your memory, have you forgotten everything you learned before?"

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It's a bit over the top.

Si Xiu now realized that he had forgotten such an important thing, "I... I don't remember either, it will come anyway, maybe I learned it myself before."

"And writing is different from other knowledge. You can write it when you feel it with your hand. Feeling is very important."

"That's right, don't be lazy in the future, and waste this good handwriting, practice more when you have time."

"Yeah, I will." Finally, Si Xiu nodded in agreement after being fooled.

Si Xiu was afraid that Si Wenkang would ask other questions, so he quickly changed the subject, "Why did you ask me to come up?"

"Actually, it's nothing. I just wanted to ask how you've been studying recently. It seems that you are very talented in calligraphy. It doesn't matter if you forget the previous knowledge. Just practice calligraphy more often."

"Other things, if you don't like it, you don't have to learn it. Young people have to pursue what they are interested in, and they can't listen to their parents' arrangements."

Si Xiu smiled and did not respond. In his previous life, the emperor's love was not only related to his character, but the most important thing was that he knew how to treat the teachings of his elders selectively.

Generally speaking, it is better not to respond to preaching like this.

Follow the elders, it is against his deepest thoughts, if you don't follow, the preaching will be endless.

Fortunately, not long after, someone called them to eat.

……

On the other side, after Zhou Yao received Fang Luo, the two had dinner outside before going to the banquet.

This is the opening ceremony of a costume TV series, in which Fang Luo played the role of oiran, which is not very important, so Fang Luo did not participate in the opening ceremony.

But she has to come to tonight's opening banquet.

The main staff of the basic production team will come to the opening banquet. First, everyone will get to know each other and cultivate relationships in advance. Second, it is requested by the organizer, and she cannot refuse.

Fang Luo came not too early or too late, so she found a remote corner and sat down. Even though she was already keeping a low profile, she still attracted some people's attention.

The process of the banquet was the same as before. Except for the necessary social interaction, Fang Luo sat on the sidelines the rest of the time, watching other people push and change glasses, while she was like an outsider.

Halfway through the party, people started to leave.

Fang Luo took out his mobile phone to check the time, it was almost time, so he was going to say hello to the director, and then left.

It just so happened that Director Wang came over with a glass of wine, "Xiao Luo, you want to..."

"I have something to do here, I have to leave first..."

"This banquet has just started, let's sit for a while." Director Wang raised his glass again after speaking, "This is the first time we have cooperated, so we have to drink whatever we say."

Even though Fang Luo resisted drinking again, she still had to give the director face in such an occasion, and raised her glass to pay back, but she took a small sip and didn't dare to drink more.

"It's all from my family, so be refreshing and finish drinking." Seeing that Fang Luo hadn't finished drinking, Director Wang tried to persuade him.

Fang Luo glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that someone had begun to notice it, so he could only endure the discomfort and drank it all.

"Come on, I'll fill you up again." Director Wang started directly and poured wine into Fang Luo's wine glass, "I've watched your play "Life" several times.

"Director Wang, you are absurd."

"Hahaha... you have a good personality and are neither arrogant nor discouraged. I just like young actors like you. Come and do one more." Director Wang slowly approached Fang Luo while speaking.

The strong smell of alcohol made Fang Luo feel a little sick, but with so many eyes on her, she didn't dare to act rashly.

Taking the glass, she drank it up this time.

"You can drink really well..." Seeing that Fang Luo didn't resist, Director Wang continued to push forward and filled Fang Luo with a glass of wine.

Fang Luo is not good at drinking. Before Director Wang came, he had already drank a few glasses, and now he is a little dizzy.

So when Director Wang poured her another glass, he didn't say anything.

Maybe it was because she had been depressed for too long, when she saw the glass of wine, she picked it up without saying a word, toasted to Director Wang, and then drank it in a big gulp, "Director Wang, I have punished myself for three glasses, I still have something urgent, leave first."

Regardless of the expression on Director Wang's face, Fang Luo took his backpack and left.

Director Wang has been filming for more than ten years. Although he is not a well-known director, he has been in this circle for a long time and has some ability.

He originally wanted to use Fang Luo to create some excitement for his new drama, so today he came here specially to deal with Fang Luo, who would have thought that the other party would be so shameless.

Fang Luo walked in a hurry and missed the scene where Director Wang changed his face.

Stepping softly, she walked out of the private room and saw Zhou Yao sitting in the rest area from a distance. She just took out her mobile phone, and then Fang Luo's phone rang.

This is an appointment between the two. After sitting for a while, Fang Luo will find a reason to leave. If he can't leave, Zhou Yao will make a phone call.

At this time Zhou Yao also saw Fang Luo, hung up the phone, and hurried forward, "Have you been drinking?"

Fang Luo nodded, "It's okay, not too much."

During this period of time, Fang Luo's social activities continued to increase, so her drinking capacity also increased a lot.

"Take a sip of hot water first."

Because of that incident, Zhou Yao took the initiative to take up the position of Fang Luo's assistant, so when she came out, some small items were prepared in advance.

After taking a sip of hot water, Fang Luo felt much better all over.

"It's getting late, let's go back."

Fang Luo returned Baofang to Zhou Yao, when her cell phone rang, and it was Si Xiu who called.

"Is the banquet over? I just passed by XX Hotel, I'll pick you up."

"It's just over, if it's convenient for you, then come here."

Zhou Yao lived far away, so she had to be sent back first, and it took a lot of time to go back and forth. Si Xiu happened to be on the way, so he asked Si Xiu to pick her up.

The two went to the parking lot to pick up the car, and then waited for about ten minutes on the side of the road, when Si Xiu came.

And Fang Luo blew the cool breeze in the car for a while, at this time, he was confused, Zhou Yao was a little worried, and told Si Xiu, "She drank a little wine, remember to make some hangover soup."

Si Xiu glanced at Fang Luo, whose cheeks were flushed, nodded and helped him go away.

After getting into the car, Fang Luo directly grabbed Si Xiu's arm, and then fell asleep leaning on his shoulder.

Si Xiu was afraid of waking her up, so he didn't move at all along the way, and when he got home, Si Xiu's arms were numb.

"Or I'll give you a rub..."

"You can have this." Si Xiu sat on the sofa, and Fang Luo stood behind his sofa, rubbing his shoulders.

Si Xiu didn't dare to let Fang Luo massage for too long, after all massage is physical work, and he was afraid that Fang Luo would be tired.

After resting for a few minutes, Si Xiu went to the kitchen and made Fang Luo a cup of hangover tea, and brought it out.

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