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Zhong Sheng's concert tour is still going on, only one of the eight domestic concerts is left tonight, and then he will fly abroad, there are four more concerts there.

Naturally, it is impossible for Lu Shizhi to follow every show. He has already passed the postgraduate test. In the last semester of his senior year, many people are busy graduating and looking for jobs, but Lu Shizhi definitely does not have such worries. He just followed Lu Ming Qiu continued to study.According to Lu Mingqiu's words, he must at least finish his master's degree. After all, no one in the Lu family has a low education. He can't let his grandson make history.Besides, he is still waiting for Lu Shizhi to inherit his mantle and make more contributions and achievements in history.He also took the time to go back to Huaicheng to go to school, and completed the task assigned to him by the principal. Of course, it actually became his fan meeting.

On this day, Lu Shizhi was reading in his villa in Pingjing. Since he lived together, he moved a lot of books to Zhong Sheng's villa in Jintang Garden, and then he received a call from He Linwei.

"Hey, Miss Linwei, what's the matter?"

"A Shi, someone called me to ask about your affairs, no, to be precise, it was about Ju Han."

He Linwei's tone was a little restless, but Lu Shizhi's attitude was very calm. "Oh, who is it?"

"Why aren't you even surprised?"

Lu Shizhi smiled lightly to show his comfort. "Sooner or later there will be a day of exposure."

He Linwei on the other end of the phone seems to be able to imagine Lu Shizhi's appearance at this moment. He must be a little lazy, with a smile on his face. Maybe he is still holding a book and reading it slowly. Anyway, there is nothing wrong. It can make Lu Shizhi anxious, oh, yes, there seems to be one thing, and that is Zhong Sheng.

"It's Mr. Zhou Guyu, the president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association. He wants to see you."

"Well," Lu Shizhi smiled. He naturally knew this Mr. Zhou. Although Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second, Zhou Guyu should be the most profound and famous contemporary painter. "Mr. Zhou said when will we meet?"

He Lin micro-told the address and time, and hung up the phone after finalizing with Lu Shizhi.So Lu Shizhi went back to reading on the sofa before.He was holding a heavy copy of "A Hundred Years of Stirring History" ①, but he was unknowingly sleepy. He raised his eyes and glanced at the time, and found that it was already early in the morning. With the arrival of the next day.

When Lu Shizhi heard the sound of the villa door opening, he turned his head immediately, and saw Zhong Sheng took off his coat, hung up his shoes, changed his shoes, came over and lifted Lu Shizhi's chin and exchanged a long kiss with him.

After the kiss, Lu Shizhi's eyes were naturally moistened, Zhong Sheng stepped over the back of the sofa and sat next to Lu Shizhi, and said, "Why aren't you asleep?"

"Waiting for you to come back." Lu Shizhi replied in a daze, resting his head on Zhong Sheng's shoulder.

This kind of feeling that someone is waiting and a light is on for you at home is really good, enough to fill all the tiredness and fatigue.

Zhong Sheng stroked Lu Shizhi's hair, and said softly, "What if the plane is delayed, you can't stay up all night waiting for me."

Lu Shizhi didn't speak, but put his arms around Zhong Sheng's neck, leaned forward and kissed him actively.

Naturally, Zhong Sheng would not miss Lu Shizhi's opportunity to throw himself into his arms. He held the back of the opponent's head with one hand, and slid his other hand along the hem of his clothes, caressing the smooth and delicate skin.Afterwards, Lu Shizhi was pushed down on the sofa. He hooked Zhong Sheng's collar and said softly, "Go to bed, Zhong Sheng. If you want to, we can talk about it in the morning."

Every time he said this kind of words, he would blush unconsciously, but that kind of shy posture was more beautiful, and Zhong Sheng couldn't help but bully him fiercely when he saw it. Of course, this bullying was only limited to certain times. .

Zhong Sheng leaned over, approached Lu Shizhi and licked his ear, and said slowly, "Call me husband, and I'll let you go."

Lu Shizhi's face became even redder, and then he started to push Zhong Sheng directly, but the other party was unmoved, and even leaned even tighter, squeezing his knee between Lu Shizhi's legs, and pushed Zhong Sheng from his throat. Slide out a syllable. "Um?"

Lu Shizhi was a little helpless, and after struggling for a long time, he said softly: "Husband."

His voice was very small, but Zhong Sheng was very satisfied. It was enough for this gentleman and good boy to do so, and the rest should be done slowly.

So, satisfied, Mr. Zhong picked up Lu Shizhi, and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor with his long legs.

"Wait," Lu Shizhi looked at Zhong Sheng without blinking, "Didn't it mean tomorrow?"

"Go to sleep." Zhong Sheng blinked his left eye at Lu Shizhi, and said vaguely, "Or do you want it?"

Lu Shizhi stopped talking and simply closed his eyes.This man's thick skin is really helpless.

When Lu Shizhi arrived at the appointed place, there was already someone waiting there. He was an old man with silver hair, very thin, but his posture was very casual and peaceful. It was Zhou Guyu.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." He actually arrived 15 minutes earlier, but he didn't expect Zhou Guyu to come earlier.

"I arrived early, so I don't blame you." Zhou Guyu smiled. Although he is old and full of hair, he doesn't have many wrinkles. It can vaguely remind him of his appearance when he was young. He should be a handsome and handsome man.

Zhou Guyu was also looking at Lu Shizhi, who was wearing a simple white T-shirt and a pair of white jeans. He had no other accessories on his body, and he didn't have exquisite, fashionable and exaggerated makeup like other stars. He looked like a restrained, gentle and outstanding man young people.He knew that the other party was an actor, a lyricist, Lu Mingqiu's grandson, and a young scholar, but Ju Han still made people a little surprised.

"Mr. Lu," Zhou Guyu called Lu Shizhi like this, putting him on the same height as himself, instead of the attitude of an elder to a younger generation, "I really didn't expect Ju Han to be so young and promising. If you hadn't sent me I inadvertently saw the granddaughter’s notes and letters, and the Xiuzhu on the inside page is exactly the same as Ju Han’s brushwork, and the handwriting is also very similar, I would never think that you are Ju Han.”

With a peaceful posture, Lu Shizhi picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Zhou Guyu, and poured a cup for himself, and said, "I didn't expect that Mr. Zhou's granddaughter would be my fan, but just like this, you can be sure lost my identity?"

"No," Zhou Guyu smiled, with a sly look in his eyes, "I'm just skeptical, not sure. It's your agent's reaction that made me confirm my judgment. In addition, I want to invite you to participate in a Chinese and foreign painting and calligraphy competition. exhibition."

Lu Shizhi was silent for a while, "Mr. Zhou, I don't intend to become famous with this Ju Han."

Zhou Guyu shook his head, not agreeing with Lu Shizhi's words. "No, you are already famous, and so is Ju Han. Although I don't want to use money to evaluate the value of artworks, this is indeed the most acceptable and perceived measure by the public. The value of your paintings has already been valued time and time again. I have been recognized and praised all over the world in the auction, even I feel ashamed of painting for so many years. And you are an actor, with many fans and supporters, since your identity as a historian was revealed to the world There are more young people who like history. So I believe that if someone can lead the traditional calligraphy and painting forward, and make more people willing to understand and like calligraphy and painting works, then that person will definitely not be me and will not be Anyone else, that person can only be you."

The old man seemed a little tired after talking for such a long time, he took a sip from his teacup and continued before Lu Shizhi opened his mouth, "Your grandfather and I can be regarded as friends, so why don't you treat me as an old man? "

Lu Shizhi was a little helpless.He really doesn't have any lofty ideals and lofty personality. It's really not suitable for him to learn about calligraphy and painting for more people, but he can't find any reason to refuse an old man's words similar to requests. reason.

"Okay." Lu Shizhi nodded, "I will go."

Zhou Guyu had a satisfied look on his face, and he was very happy. "It seems that what Lao Lu said is really good, as long as the old man is willing to speak, you will definitely agree."

Lu Shizhi raised his eyes and smiled, "I just said, why do you speak so much like my grandfather."

"Yeah, I got the scriptures in advance," Zhou Guyu asked, "Actually, I still have a lot of things I want to know. Your meticulous painting method seems to be different from the conventional ones. How did you choose..."

As a result, two generations, one old and one young, began to discuss professional aspects.

Lu Shizhi came out of the teahouse, and declined Zhou Guyu's warm invitation to go to his home to continue the discussion. He saw the black SUV parked next to him, and after a glance at the license plate, he knew that it was Zhong Sheng's car. It is eye-catching, so it is naturally impossible to drive out to pick up people, otherwise the paparazzi will definitely chase and film and report some messy news.

Lu Shizhi smiled and walked over to open the car door and sat in the passenger seat, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Yeah." Zhong Sheng nodded, "It's been a long time, I need to give some rewards."

Lu Shizhi sensed the ambiguity in Zhong Sheng's very flat tone, and immediately thought of the three-hour exercise process that he had practiced deeply from this morning to this morning, his ears turned red, and he said, "There is no reward."

Zhong Sheng looked at Lu Shizhi from the corner of his eye, and said with a smile, "Shizhi, you are still young, why do you think about this all day long?"

"..." Lu Shizhi was silent, and then said: "You sleep in the guest room tonight, or I can sleep in the guest room."

"..." Zhong Sheng, who lifted a rock and smashed himself in the foot, also fell silent.

That night.

Lu Shizhi was drowsy and drowsy, he felt a hand around his waist in a daze, and his warm breath spread over his ears.

Lu Shizhi woke up with misty eyes, "Didn't you mean to sleep in the guest room?"

Zhong Sheng kissed Lu Shizhi's chin all the way down, his deep voice became more bewitching in the middle of the night. "It's past twelve o'clock, and it's the next day."

"Can you not be so shameless...uh..."

Lu Shizhi was blocked before he finished speaking, but the night was still long.

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Note Jun: (1) "A Hundred Years of Surging History" written by Shigeru Yoshida (Japanese).Friends who are interested can go and see.