Where is the billionaire cute wife and adults?

When he heard that it was Yan Zhenqing's only copy, Lu Xiuyuan was really moved.

"Master?" Ye Xuefu smiled, and handed the copybook to Lu Xiuyuan again.

When Lu Xiuyuan was still hesitating, Tian Siyu suddenly rushed over and said smartly: "Master Lu, please take a look, this is what Xue Fu has worked so hard to get. It is much better than some people who can only move their mouths." .”

This certain person naturally refers to Ye Ranran and Qian Duoduo.

Ye Ranran didn't bother to argue with her, but she couldn't do it with a lot of money.

Thinking of the few copybooks at home, she ground her teeth, pulled Ye Ranran over, tilted her head and sneered, "It's just Yan Zhenqing's only copybook, nothing to be proud of."

"Hmph! It's ridiculous, you two are really bumpkins. Who doesn't know that Yan Zhenqing is the most accomplished in calligraphy, and his copybooks are hard to come by!" Tian Siyu said as he rolled Ye Ranran's eyes.

"That's right, Yan Zhenqing is the earliest calligrapher, Master Lu's favorite?"

Women from several TV stations also echoed.

At this moment, the students in the hall and Murong Yuzhou seemed to be mentally retarded, looking at Tian Siyu and those people in Huacheng.

Yan Zhenqing is the earliest calligrapher?

Sure enough, ignorance is scary, and it will make other people laugh at any time.

Tian Siyu didn't notice the gazes around her at all, she continued to provoke Ye Ranran, "I think you are just jealous of Xue Fu!"

Ye Ranran smiled without saying a word.

"By the way, Ye Daxinxing, didn't you just say that you can take out the copybook? Things, don't hide them, let's open our eyes!" Seeing that Ye Ranran didn't speak, Tian Siyu became even more arrogant.

"Siyu." Ye Xuefu pretended to take a look at Tian Siyu, shook her head and said, "I'm giving gifts to Master, don't make trouble."

"I didn't make trouble, I just let some people see the difference clearly." Tian Siyu said, and smiled flatteringly at Lu Xiuyuan: "Master Lu, Yan Zhenqing's copybook is the best copybook in the world, please accept it quickly. .”

"Pfft... Yan Zhenqing's copybook is the best in the world?" Qian Duoduo laughed.

Tian Siyu glanced at Qian Duoduo, and said angrily: "Of course, otherwise, why would Master Lu never forget it? You and Ye Ranran are bumpkins and don't understand anything!"

"Country bun?" Qian Duoduo shook his head and looked at Ye Ranran, "Honey, who do you think is the best in the history of calligraphy?"

Ye Ranran lowered her eyes when she heard this and thought for a while. Different critics have different evaluation criteria. It is actually not easy to rank those dead calligraphers.

But on the whole, Yan Zhenqing is indeed not the best.

Ye Ranran considered her words for a while, and then said, "As far as I know, Wang Xizhi has a greater status and influence than Yan Zhenqing, and is more important to future generations."

As soon as this remark came out, Tian Siyu began to laugh again, "Are you kidding me? Is there such a person as Wang Xizhi in the history of calligraphy? You really don't understand and pretend to understand!"

At the moment, not only Lu Xiuyuan and the students, but also Ye Xuefu and Shao Jingxuan looked at Tian Siyu as if they were mentally retarded.

The three words Wang Xizhi have appeared in Chinese textbooks, and she dared to say that there is no such person, which is really embarrassing.

After Tian Siyu finished laughing, she found that everyone was looking at her in the wrong way, and vaguely realized that she had made a mistake, she pursed her lips, and quickly switched expressions, "Okay, even if Ye Ranran is right, can she come up with a better copybook? ?

It's not useless if you can't get it out, you're an idiot who only knows how to talk! "

As soon as she finished speaking, Murong Yuzhou, who had been silent all this time, came over with a smile on her face, "Who said Miss Ye Ranran couldn't come up with better copybooks?"

Tian Siyu folded her arms and laughed loudly when she heard the words, "Mr. Murong, you didn't see her poor face, you can take it out to hell!"

Murong Yuzhou shook his head and sneered, instead of arguing with her, he turned to look at Ye Ranran, "I was interrupted just now, now continue to unwrap the presents."

His loud voice echoed around the library building, attracting everyone's attention.

Especially Lu Xiuyuan.

When his gaze landed on the golden nanmu box, it shone faintly.

Ye Ranran looked at the box, frowned and thought, Murong Yuzhou personally gave the gift, the things inside must be expensive, if she refuses, what she misses is the opportunity to slap Ye Xuefu in the face...

She is not an angel, how could she let go of the opportunity she should take advantage of.

So Ye Ranran nodded and smiled, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Murong."

"You're welcome. It's my honor to be able to serve this beautiful and honorable lady." Murong Yuzhou pursed her lips, and her already pretty face was even more refreshing at this moment.

Ye Ranran curled her lips, returned an equally warm smile, and opened the copper lock on the box.

In the next second, the students standing behind Ye Ranran erupted.

"I... my titanium alloy dog ​​is blind, this is "Lanting Preface"!"

"There is no original copy of "Orchid Pavilion Preface", and it is only a Tang copy in the present world. This is a priceless treasure in the collection world!"

Hearing that it was "Lanting Preface", Lu Xiuyuan's eyes widened, and he couldn't help leaning over, just glanced at the cover, and his blood boiled, as if he had eaten a fairy fruit.

"This... this..." Lu Xiuyuan was so excited that he couldn't speak.

Murong Yuzhou ignored Lu Xiuyuan's reaction, and said with a smile, "There are also two copies of Wang Xianzhi inside, all for you."

And Wang Xianzhi's?

Lu Xiuyuan was almost drooling, and when he looked at Ye Ranran now, he suddenly felt that face was not important.

Apologize, he must first apologize!

"Ye Ranran, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have misunderstood you!" Lu Xiuyuan's voice was loud, like a bell.

Everyone was stunned for ten seconds.

"Lu Xiuyuan apologized to Ye Ranran, did you just admit that Ye Xuefu destroyed things?" Someone said something, and everyone's attention returned to Ye Xuefu.

Ye Xuefu, who just wanted to save face with the isolated copybook of Yan Zhenqing, froze in place, as if someone had taken her strength away, and the copybook in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

She no longer wants to stay here anymore, and is very afraid that the next slap in the face will be more violent.

Ye Ranran narrowed her eyes slightly, really surprised.

Lu Xiuyuan actually apologized.

However, this was not the end, while Lu Xiuyuan was waiting for Ye Ranran's answer, a young man who was out of breath suddenly appeared in the hall.

He was wearing glasses, holding a few books in his hands, sweat dripping from his forehead, he rushed over to look at Lu Xiuyuan first, "Master, I'm out of customs!"

Lu Xiuyuan looked at the big apprentice, nodded, "Yeah."

Liu Cheng'an saw that the master seemed not very interested, so he helped the frame of the mirror, turned around and looked around.

After his gaze rested on a person, he grabbed Lu Xiuyuan's hand excitedly, "Master, Miss Ye Xuefu is here too, did she agree to apprenticeship?"

Lu Xiuyuan's face darkened, and he didn't say a word.

Seeing this, Liu Cheng'an became suspicious, looked at his master, then over there, heaved a sigh of relief, walked over with a smile.

"Miss Ye Xuefu, you really don't want to be a teacher?" Liu Chengan looked at Ye Ranran.