After I came back from the world of self-cultivation, I became popular

"Come again, sir." Shen Qiumian checked the specific location to confirm that he was right.

What surprised him was that this small shop called Jun Zai Lai really looked like an ordinary small shop.

Meng Shenwen took out two pairs of sunglasses, put one on himself, and handed the other to Shen Qiumian, "Put it on. Otherwise, people will be watching later."

Indeed, this small shop is located on a busy street, with a roast duck restaurant and a pharmacy on both sides. The people coming and going are either young people in a hurry, or old men shaking cattail fans and carrying birdcages.

It made Shen Qiumian and Meng Shenwen too grand.

In fact, after getting out of the car, the two of them had already greeted a staring ceremony. After all, there are not many Bentleys around here.

But now, after putting on the glasses, Meng Shenwen's demeanor has undergone a slight change, his figure has adjusted slightly, and he has changed from a high-end business elite to an insurance seller at the door in an instant.Now it's not eye-catching at all.

After Shen Qiumian was shocked, she immediately put on her sunglasses, and the next moment, the two "insurance brothers" walked into "Jun Zai Lai" in unison.

Although the store is small, it is very clean. The kitchen is separated by glass, and the busy scene in the kitchen can be clearly seen from the outside, which is not very common.

Generally, the kitchen of this small street shop is not easy to show.

Seeing Shen Qiumian and Meng Shenwen just standing at the door looking around, a middle-aged woman with a gentle appearance came over, "Hi, do you have a reservation?"

After Shen Qiumian said Mr. Liu Zhaoliu's name, her tone suddenly became familiar, "So you are Mr. Liu's guests."

"Yes." Shen Qiumian nodded, "Old Liu often comes here?"

"Counting the year my mother opened this store, it has been almost 30 years."

Shen Qiumian was a little surprised, "So you are the owner of this store?"

The gentle-looking woman nodded, "My surname is Chen."

Shen Qiumian immediately said kindly, "Boss Chen."

"Mr. Liu often comes to eat at my place. After careful calculation, I can be regarded as he watched him grow up." Boss Chen said while leading the way, "The signboard at my door was also written by the old man himself. I heard it is very It's worth money, yes, I don't know these things, I only know how to cook."

Boss Chen pushed open the door, "This is it. The old man likes to come here on weekdays. If you count the time, he should be here soon."

"Thank you, Boss Chen."

Boss Chen quickly waved his hand, "You're welcome, this is what I should do."

After closing the box door, Shen Qiumian walked to the window and suddenly understood why Mr. Liu liked to sit here.

Just outside the window, there is a large bamboo forest.

The climate in Huaining is not suitable for growing bamboo. Even if it is raised, most of them are thin and small, unable to grow into the tall and straight appearance in the south.

But this bamboo forest is different, almost the same as the ones growing in the south.

"There are experts." Meng Shenwen walked to Shen Qiumian's side, and said calmly.

"You mean..." Shen Qiumian tilted her head slightly, "Is there a demon?"

If it was a demon, Shen Qiumian could still sense it.

"Yeah." Meng Shenwen nodded, "But it doesn't matter, it's a registered demon."

register...

Shen Qiumian suddenly remembered the mixed-haired fox he met before, "What about after registration?"

"What?" Meng Shenwen asked in confusion.

"After registration, do you ignore them?" Shen Qiumian added, "How can I be sure if they will harm anyone?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

"of course."

"Actually, there are very few monsters that can become spirits now." Meng Shenwen said lightly, "Even if they are transformed, most of them can hardly maintain their human appearance, not to mention mana, and most of them only have their own people. Natural skills."

"With their fighting power, they may not be as good as some vicious murderers."

This……

Shen Qiumian suddenly felt a little more sad when he thought of the mixed-haired fox pretending to be a cat to make a living.

"It's no wonder that the spiritual energy is thin." Saying that, Shen Qiumian sighed deeply.

"The reason why the Yaokou Management Office was established is mainly to solve the livelihood problems of the Yaozu." Meng Shenwen continued, "Some of the special talents of the Yaozu can also bring surprises to people. slaves, commonly known as chameleons, after registration, they went to perform Sichuan opera to change their faces."

Shen Qiumian: ...Can it still be like this?

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

There was a regular knock on the door.

Shen Qiumian looked at the time, it was not yet the time he agreed with Mr. Liu, did the other party come early?

However, after opening the door, it was Boss Chen who appeared at the door, holding a tray in her hand with four or five plates of various snacks on it.

"I don't know what desserts you guys like, so I took some of each." Boss Chen said with a smile, "I hope it suits your taste."

The dim sum brought by Boss Chen should have been specially prepared by her for Mr. Liu's sake.

It was not long after it came out of the oven, and it was still exuding a slight heat. Picking up a piece and stuffing it into your mouth, the soft, glutinous and sweet taste spread instantly, encroaching on all the taste buds.

Shen Qiumian already liked sweets, most of these dishes suited his appetite, but fortunately he restrained himself and only tasted one piece of each.

Meng Shenwen watched it amusedly, "You like to eat so much?"

Shen Qiumian nodded, "It's delicious!"

"It's better than mine?"

Shen Qiumian said without thinking, "You are delicious!"

Meng Shenwen smiled inexplicably, then bent down suddenly, and wiped the corner of Shen Qiumian's lips with his fingers, "There are some crumbs of dessert here."

Shen Qiumian immediately stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, not letting go of the crumbs.

But he forgot about Meng Shenwen's unretracted finger.

The moment they licked it, both Shen Qiumian and Meng Shenwen were taken aback.

But soon, Meng Shenwen came to his senses. He lowered his head slightly, and gently kissed the corner of Shen Qiumian's lips through his thumb. His voice was a bit hoarse, "You are more delicious."

Shen Qiumian opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. At that moment, it seemed that he could only hear the beating of his own heart.

It jumped so fast that Shen Qiumian even suspected that it would jump out of his chest in the next moment.

Suddenly, Shen Qiumian's ears caught the sound of the door being opened, he came back to his senses, and immediately pushed Meng Shenwen away.

This time, a man and a woman came in. The man was an old man with white beard and hair. He was obviously Mr. Liu Zhaoliu, and the girl...

Seeing her looking at him all the time, Shen Qiumian couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Could it be... is there some mark left on his face?

Meng Shenwen was very calm, and after holding Shen Qiumian and Liu Lao for a while, they sat down together.

Liu Zhao invited Shen Qiumian to meet this time, not just for the calligraphy exhibition.

"Calligraphy exchange and promotion ambassador?" Shen Qiumian was a little taken aback, "Is...wouldn't it be a good fit for me?"

"It's nothing inappropriate." Liu Tong said with a smile, "I've read your handwriting, and it's very good. It's not an exaggeration to say that modern calligraphers, I dare not say I know all of them, but 90.00% of them are still there. Among the younger generation, your handwriting is the best."

"Since ancient times, the capable have lived there, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"But..." Shen Qiumian still hesitated, "If you want to promote calligraphy and painting among young people, maybe you should find someone with greater influence."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Meng Shenwen. No matter what, Meng Shenwen looked much more suitable than himself.

Unexpectedly, this proposal was rejected by Liu Zhao, "He can't!"

"Why?" Shen Qiumian asked immediately.

"He is too expensive." Liu Zhao said surprisingly.

However... thinking about it carefully, what he said is also true.

Shen Qiumian was suddenly dumbfounded.

"It's not that I look down on you." Liu Zhao explained, "Our budget is limited, even if Mr. Meng is willing to offer a friendly price, we can't afford it. But I am very optimistic about you."

Liu Zhao explained earnestly, "With your strength, you will be popular sooner or later. Of course, we have to 'find the leak' before you become popular."

Shen Qiumian: ...

Although the words are straightforward, it is good for both parties to make everything clear before the cooperation.

Shen Qiumian looked at Meng Shenwen. For him, whether the calligraphy exchange promotion ambassador would accept or not would depend on Meng Shenwen's intentions. After all, he was the boss.

"If you like it, then accept it."

"Then..." Shen Qiumian looked at Mr. Liu Zhaoliu, "I will trouble Mr. Liu to take care of him from now on."

After the matter was settled and the dishes were served, the few people chatted while eating, mostly related to calligraphy.

Speaking of the calligraphy exhibition, Liu Zhao said, "You don't have to be too nervous, it's just that young calligraphers from all over the world gather together to exchange ideas with each other. However, this time the exhibition is different from the previous ones. The authentic works of Zhang Xu and Huai Su are also on display. But it's only on display for one day. I think your handwriting is quite Zhang Xu's legacy, so you might as well take a look at it then."

"The Grass Sage Zhang Xu?" Shen Qiumian perked up.

"That's right." Liu Zhao nodded and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, this is also the first time for me to observe Zhang Xu's authentic work, which is really fascinating."

During the meal, Liu Tong, the little girl next to Mr. Liu Zhaoliu, sat quietly on the side. It was not until she was about to leave that she plucked up the courage and asked Shen Qiumian if she could ask for an autograph.

Shen Qiumian naturally would not refuse, "What do you want to write?"

"Can I write wishing Grandpa Liu's birthday to Nanshan?" Liu Tong asked in a low voice.

"of course can."

Shen Qiumian took the writing brush and portable ink cartridge handed over by the little girl, and carefully wrote a line on the rice paper.

"I wish old Mr. Liu a blessing like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan. Shen Qiumian respectfully presents it."

After finishing writing, Shen Qiumian did not stop writing, but took another blank piece of paper, brushed it a few times, wrote a four-character verse, and gave it to the little girl.

***

After leaving "Jun Again", after Shen Qiumian sat in the co-pilot and closed the door, Meng Shenwen suddenly turned sideways and pressed Shen Qiumian against the back of the seat, "Mianmian."

"Brother Meng?" Shen Qiumian glanced out of the window, and consciously set up a barrier, which not only isolates the sound, but also prevents other people from prying.

"Tell me, what should I do?" Meng Shenwen sighed suddenly.

Shen Qiumian was at a loss, "What... what's wrong?"

"You haven't even written me a poem." Meng Shen said dissatisfied.

"But that's not the poem I wrote." Shen Qiumian explained seriously, "It was written by a great poet during the experience in the previous life."

"You still praised her for being beautiful and filial." When one plan failed, Meng Shenwen immediately made another plan.

"I'm telling the truth." Shen Qiumian said sincerely, but the next moment, he immediately said, "But it's still not as good-looking as you."

Only then did Meng Shenwen nod in satisfaction, "And then?"

Then?

Shen Qiumian looked at Meng Shenwen in confusion.

"Don't know what to do? Then I'll teach you." Meng Shenwen suddenly lowered his head slightly, and kissed the corner of Shen Qiumian's lips.

This time, without the isolation of the thumb, the warm feeling flickered from the corner of Shen Qiumian's lips.

At the moment when she kissed Shen Qiumian, Meng Shenwen had been observing his expression, seeing that he didn't have much resistance, she couldn't help being slightly relieved.

It seems that I was right when I said about the Taoist couple's contract last time.

At least, in the face of his own intention of getting close, he will not refuse.

***

Just when Shen Qiumian and Meng Shenwen came home, Miss Liutong couldn't wait to post the group photo and the poem Shen Qiumian gave her on Weibo.

@ five willow

I finally met the real person, the real Qiuqiu looks much better than the photos and videos!Originally, I just wanted to ask for an autograph for my grandfather, but I didn't expect that Qiuqiu also included a small poem!But I searched through all the anthologies of ancient poetry and couldn't find this poem, and even the author couldn't find it. I really doubt that the poem was written by himself!Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!Why is Qiuqiu so versatile!

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[! ! ! !Bloggers, draw your sword! 】

[They are all in Huaining City, why am I the only one who can't meet Qiuqiu? 】

[On the first floor, I am also in Huaining City, but it seems that I will never meet Qiuqiu QAQ]

[This time, Qiuqiu changed the font. The sentence I wish the old man is blessed with Donghai and Shoubi Nanshan looks thick and peaceful, but the poem for the blogger is much softer and more natural. 】

[Three fonts!And it doesn't seem to be an existing font, but it looks good! 】

[I really want to pull those black people who are still dancing over to have a look, our family Qiuqiu is called real material! 】

But unfortunately, it didn't take long for this Weibo to become a battlefield again.

Only this time, a passerby finally couldn't help but speak.

[I don't care about the affairs between your fans, but can you stop talking nonsense?How can this handwriting be bad? 】

[That’s right, and do you know that the old man in the photo is called Liu Zhao, who created a precedent for modern calligraphy. It is estimated that at least 50.00% of people started to learn by copying his copybooks, and the remaining half copied from Yan Zhenqing Liu Gongquan is recognized as a master of ancient calligraphy. 】

[I am Lin Liu's post! 】

【Me too! 】

[So... Is the blogger's sister actually Liu Lao's granddaughter?Damn, no wonder the handwriting is so beautiful! 】

[Although I don't know much about calligraphy, I still believe in the blogger lady!At least his handwriting is beautiful!But people who have never even written with a brush have more right to speak. 】

[Why, those who can't write calligraphy are not worthy of expressing their opinions, right? 】

【Then tell me, what is wrong with Shen Qiumian's word? 】

[Anyway, I don't think it looks good. 】

[Oh, then I think you are mentally retarded, are you? 】

Although there are still some malicious slanders, overall, the situation is gradually turning for the better.

***

On the day when the calligraphy exhibition started, there was almost no splash on the Internet.

After arriving at the scene, Shen Qiumian immediately had great doubts about the "a small exhibition" Mr. Liu Liuzhaoliu said before.

There are hypothetical cameras everywhere, and people with different skin colors come and go. Shen Qiumian only thought that they were young calligraphers from all over the country, but now it seems that they should be young calligraphers from all over the world.

"Today there is an exhibition of Zhang Xu and Huai Su's authentic works." Meng Shenwen reminded Shen Qiumian, "Most of them should be here for this."

What's more, the works on display are the lost works of Zhang Xu and Huai Su.

It is said that a collector in China specially lent it to encourage young people to learn calligraphy.

After hearing the news, the entire calligraphy circle was shocked.

"I don't know who the lender is." Shen Qiumian said with emotion, "The handed down copybooks that have never been seen in this world should belong to a big family that has been passed down for a long time?"

"Actually not." Meng Shen heard.

"No?" Shen Qiumian turned her head and suddenly realized something, "Brother Meng, could it be you..."

"I didn't collect the original work." Meng Shenwen directly interrupted Shen Qiumian's guess, "However, it was collected by a turtle from the Yaokou Management Office."

turtle?

That's right, most tortoises are very long-lived. If the tortoise in the Yaokou management office had matured earlier, it might have met Zhang Xuhuaisu!

"However, there are conditions for him to lend this." Meng Shenwen said.

"What are the conditions?"

"In recent years, human beings have expanded too fast for development, and wild turtles are almost extinct. He wants the Yaokou Management Office to respond upwards and establish a breeding and protection base for wild turtles."

"If it can be implemented, he still has Wang Xizhi's original works, and they can also be sent to the National Expo. However, it is not the "Preface to the Lanting Collection."

Shen Qiumian opened his mouth, but in the end he could only mumble, "He really paid for it."

"I can't bear to let the child not be tied to the wolf." Meng Shenwen said lightly, "Actually, since modern times, there have been very few demons who can take form, and it's not just because of the scarcity of spiritual energy in the world. The scope of human activities has gradually expanded, and many places are no longer suitable for it. All kinds of spiritual things have grown."

"The descendants of the old tortoise are just one of them."

Shen Qiumian was silent for a long time, but still didn't know what to say.

Meng Shenwen held Shen Qiumian's hand without hesitation, "Let's go, let's go to the exhibition."

"Then what are they going to do?"

It was a random question, but Meng Shenwen could understand Shen Qiumian's meaning.

After a while of silence, Meng Shenwen said indifferently, "The reincarnation of heaven and earth, the cycle of cause and effect."

***

Walking into the exhibition hall, Shen Qiumian and Meng Shenwen didn't go directly to see the original works of Zhang Xu and Huai Su, but went to the exhibition halls with fewer people.

Although it seemed that there were a lot of people who came to see the exhibition outside, most of them went for the authentic works of Zhang Xu and Huai Su, and these small exhibition halls with few people were the usual appearance.

Shen Qiumian and Meng Shenwen were appreciating these works seriously.

The works that can be displayed have already gone through a round of screening. Although they cannot be compared with Zhang Xuhuaisu, they are also quite commendable.

After all, Shen Qiumian stayed in the world of cultivating immortals for nearly a thousand years. After writing with a brush for a long time and reading a lot, his eyesight naturally developed.

At this time, Shen Qiumian and Meng Shenwen stopped in front of a piece of writing, and commented a few words in a low voice with Meng Shenwen.

Unexpectedly, just after finishing speaking, I heard someone beside me snorting coldly, "Who is it, pretending to understand when you don't understand."

Shen Qiumian: ...

"Do you know whose work this is?"

Shen Qiumian subconsciously looked at the signature, Liu Tong.

It's a bit familiar...

Soon, Shen Qiumian realized, isn't this the granddaughter of Mr. Liu?

Although Shen Qiumian had met her before, he hadn't seen Liu Tong's work yet. Now that he had seen it, he secretly said in his heart, after the exhibition is over, he can mention it to Mr. Liu. There are a few things that can be improved. .

Seeing that Shen Qiumian and Meng Shenwen didn't speak, the man couldn't help but snorted, "Don't pretend, pretend to be struck by lightning."

Shen Qiumian didn't even intend to refute him, after all, in the eyes of those who don't understand, the subtle difference is really hard to see.

What they didn't expect was that they ran into each other soon.

This time, it was in front of Shen Qiumian's exhibition.

And the person who made complaints about him and pretended to understand was arguing with another fat person.

After listening for a while, Shen Qiumian couldn't help but say, "Actually, what he said is quite right."

The slightly fat middle-aged man obviously has two brushes, and he can clearly explain good and bad, but... the young man I met before didn't know much, and only judged good or bad based on his own feelings.

So, after hearing Shen Qiumian's words, he couldn't hold back and replied, "Who the hell are you, can you stop pretending to understand here?!"

Shen Qiumian: ...

How could he tell this man that what he was fighting for was his own work?

But soon, Shen Qiumian didn't have to worry about this problem anymore.

Mr. Liu Zhaoliu and a group of people came over, followed by a bunch of reporters, looking at the sign, they were still from CCTV.

However, if you think about it, if the authentic work of Dian Zhang Zui Su appears in the world at the same time, maybe it will be in the news for [-] minutes!

Seeing the other party, Shen Qiumian immediately stepped forward to say hello, "Mr. Liu, long time no see."

"I've said it all, don't be so polite!" Liu Zhao grabbed Shen Qiumian, brought him to the camera, and said with a smile, "Don't take pictures of me, my old face is not good-looking, young people don't like it, come on, Shoot him!"

He patted Shen Qiumian on the shoulder, turned around again, pointed to Shen Qiumian's work and said, "It's not an exaggeration to say that this painting, if not counting the authentic works of Zhang Xu and Huai Su, can be regarded as one of the works in this exhibition." The best one ever."

"Inheriting Zhang Xu's legacy, but finding another way, this back wave is really going to shoot my old bones on the beach!"

Shen Qiumian didn't expect Liu Zhao to take such good care of herself, so she quickly said, "No, it's Mr. Liu's absurd praise."

And the young man with a blushing face and a thick nose who was arguing with others before heard Mr. Liu's words, and immediately froze on the spot.

No, the person he maintains is the same person as the one who pretends to understand when he scolds him for not knowing?

This is so... a bit embarrassing...

Is it too late for him to find a crack in the ground and get in?