Grandpa Mu's little milk cat exploded in the entertainment industry

Chapter 131 The Vest Is Lost Again (1 2 More Merged Chapters)

Hearing the sound of the engine, Lu Huakang walked out of the pavilion, saw that Lu Xing had moved, and immediately walked over at a faster pace.

He doesn't look at all like an old man who has gone through big storms and behaved steadily.

"Grandpa, slow down," Lu Xingyi trotted up to meet him, for fear that he would fall, "It's still cold, why don't you wait in the living room?"

Mu Chengxi supported Lu Xingyi's arm all the way, she didn't care at all that she was wearing high heels and ran faster than anyone else.

Lu Huakang saw his actions, but still didn't give him a good face, so he said hello hastily and settled the matter.

"Tell me, what are you two doing so late?" Lu Huakang pretended to be angry and asked Lu Xingyi, but his tone was full of affection.

Lu Xingyi smiled, and naturally took his grandfather's arm, "I just finished work. Well, it's cold outside, let's go inside."

"Tell you not to work, it's not that grandpa can't afford you."

Mu Chengxi was left behind, looked at the backs of his grandfather and grandson, sighed heavily, and followed in.

The bright crystal chandeliers highlighted the grandeur and luxury of the banquet hall, and the scene decorated with red throughout the story gave Lu Xingyi the illusion of Chinese New Year.

With his granddaughter by his side, Lu Huakang was completely different. Compared with the happy look just now, he was much more arrogant. He took Lu Xingyi to meet his old friends one by one, and his tone was full of showing off.

Grandpa would only be so childish when he was with him, and Lu Xingyi also followed her, staying with grandpa with a smile on his face, and persuading him to drink less from time to time.

An hour later, Lu Xingyi realized that Mu Chengxi was gone behind him.

Looking around for a week, I finally saw his 1.9-meter tall figure in the corner.

Good guy, surrounded by a bevy of beauties.

"Lu Xingyi." Some familiar voices sounded, and Lu Xingyi turned his head to see that it was Mo Jinsheng.

"Long time no see, why are you here?"

"You two know each other?" Grandpa Mo had just called Mo Jinsheng to meet Lu Xingyi.

Lu Xingyi thought for a while, and then he understood.

Mo Jinsheng must be Grandpa Mo's grandson. I have known Grandpa Mo for so many years, but I have never met his grandson. I never thought it was Mo Jinsheng.

Mo Jinsheng smiled and nodded, "Well, I have collaborated with Lu Xingyi in a play, and it will be aired soon."

"Collaboration, when?" Grandpa Mo said with a sigh, "You don't know how to grasp such a good girl as Lu Xingyi, and you have made it easier for outsiders."

Lu Huakang was disdainful when he heard the words, "Your grandson is not a wife, no matter who it is, as long as he wants to marry my granddaughter, I will be annoyed."

"Pfft..." Lu Xingyi couldn't help laughing, "Okay, Grandpa, it's not that he won't come back after getting married."

"Married? Are you thinking of getting married just after you got engaged, and you want to piss me off?"

Grandpa Mo looked at Lu Huakang's exaggerated movements and tone from the opposite side, and clicked his tongue: "Okay, I know you have a good granddaughter, let's go find two people to play cards, and let them young people talk by themselves."

"Little Mo, help me watch Lu Xingyi, and keep Mu Chengxi away from her." Lu Huakang pulled Mo Jinsheng and urged.

Mo Jinsheng knew that Grandpa Lu was joking, so he agreed with a smile.

After the two old urchins left, Lu Xingyi and Mo Jinsheng went to the dining table to eat something.

"Why did you come back suddenly this time? Grandpa Mo complained that you didn't come back every time we got together."

"Really?" Mo Jinsheng smiled, and handed over a piece of paper to help Lu Xingyi wipe off the cream from his mouth, "Grandpa has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. Although he swears every time, he still supports my work very much. The next slot happens to be free, so I'll come back and have a look."

Mo Jinsheng didn't change his face when he lied. It took him 10 minutes to receive a call from his agent who sighed and complained that he rejected many high-quality resources.

Lu Xingyi was dazed the moment he reached out to wipe the cream, and couldn't hear his answer clearly.

"Then how long are you going to stay this time?"

"Two or three days, I will come to your house the day after tomorrow." Mo Jinsheng looked at Lu Xingyi chomping on the cake and was in a good mood, "Have you received the next announcement? I read it. The drama announcement is about to start .”

"Yeah, I saw it."

"We still have a lot of opportunities to meet at that time."

Lu Xingyi only nodded, took a sip of the red wine on hand, and didn't speak again.

Mu Chengxi in the distance had a panoramic view of the two's every move, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Sister, you are back."

Lu Xing turned his head and saw his cousin coming over listlessly to say hello.

"Grandpa asked you to come over and mention a word."

"What word?" Lu Xingyi put down the wine in his hand and asked.

The younger brother didn't understand either, and shook his head: "In front of the hall, I have prepared brushes and rice paper for you to write a few big characters."

Lu Xing moved and followed him.

In front of the hall, a large piece of rice paper was placed on a mahogany table more than ten meters long, and the high-quality brush and inkstone were placed aside, and the ink had been ground in the inkstone.

Seeing Lu Xing moving over, Mr. Lu hurriedly dragged her to the front of the stage.

"Xing Yi, how about you write an inscription and I draw a picture?"

Lu Xingyi responded immediately, and now a lot of people have gathered in front of the stage.

All the dignitaries in Ozhou know that Lu Xingyi's brush calligraphy is excellent, and Lu Lao's Chinese paintings are also at the artist level. He can draw a tree or a flower with a brush and get invited to the exhibitions of major art exhibitions in the world.

Lu Xingyi handed the paintbrush to his grandfather with both hands, "You come first, I will inscribe last."

"Okay." Boss Lu swiped his brush, tapped on the rice paper, and started to draw.

There is only ink in the whole picture, but Mr. Lu used the thickness of the ink to draw a sense of layering and three-dimensionality. The strength and length of each stroke are just right. .

There are magnificent mountains and rivers in the big scene, and mountain villages in the small scene. Life is not lost in art, which beautifies life and brings art closer.

The last stroke stopped, and there was thunderous applause.

Mr. Lu put down his pen, tilted his head and asked Lu Xingyi's opinion, "How is it?"

"Very good." Lu Xingyi smiled and applauded. Grandpa's level is still as high as ever.

When the guests were wondering why Mr. Lu, as a master of traditional Chinese painting, asked Lu Xingyi, who was better at brush calligraphy, for his opinion, Mr. Lu took the initiative to give an explanation.

"I would like to inform everyone that my granddaughter Lu Xingyi will be the judge of the global 'Mo Se Cup' Chinese Painting Competition this year, and the competition will be held in June."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone who heard it was amazed.

The "Ink Color Cup" Global Competition is currently the most authoritative Chinese painting competition in the world, but its entry requirements are very high, and there are many masters. Even Mr. Lu himself was only a former participant of the "Ink Color Cup". Back then, he lived up to expectations and won the laurels.

However, Lu Xingyi actually participated as a judge. You must know that the judges of the "Ink Color Cup" in previous years were all masters in the traditional Chinese painting field, and their level was higher than that of the contestants.

No wonder Mr. Lu asked her opinion just now. It seems that Lu Xingyi's painting level is even better than Mr. Lu's.

Lu Shao, who was recording the video on the side, lost his expression a little bit, and his sister's vest fell off again, making him even worse in comparison.

Grandpa rarely had that proud look when he was introduced.

Of course, he was far from the only one with a broken face. All the famous ladies in Ozhou are also envious of Lu Xingyi. He can do everything at the top level in the world, killing the audience in seconds.

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