In the wolf house, she still hadn't finished the meat she had fed last night.
However, there were fewer of them than before.
It meant that their appetites had improved.
After playing with the wolves for a while, combing their fur and massaging them, more than half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Tie Zhu, who was next door, looked at Lu Xuan through the iron net and did not make a sound.
"I saw Iron Pillar (Surprise)"
"Pfft ~ Tie Zhu's resentful eyes make me want to laugh.”
"I wonder if the parrot is well today.”
"I hope you can persevere. Who knows, I might have a chance to get the feather next time.”
Lu Xuan left the wolf house and went to look at Dumby. The chicken that was released yesterday was nowhere to be seen. He did not know if it had been eaten or had run away.
Dumby grabbed two chickens and threw them in front of it. Dumby's head bounced back, and its speed was frighteningly fast. It caught them in one bite.
The chicken from yesterday must have run away.
Look at how hungry the baby is.
Then, he went to Monkey Mountain to get two fruits before coming to the Lion Pavilion.
He put down the meat and chicken, combed their fur, and massaged them. He worked for more than 20 minutes before leaving.
When he arrived at the Bird House, Old Jin flew over and asked him why he didn't blow his whistle today. He thought he wouldn't come today.
Parrot Lord…
Yes, the parrot was unusually quiet today. A bird obediently stayed on the fruit tree. Occasionally, the female bird next to it would rub its round little head against it.
There were no feathers or woodpeckers on the ground. It seemed that the love triangle had been resolved.
Seeing that Lu Xuan had arrived, the parrot did not come up either. It just gnawed on its fruit alone, honestly making Lu Xuan wonder if this guy was really a parrot.
"It seems that yesterday's incident hurt me a lot.”
"What do you know? This grandpa is holding back his big move.”
"I'm curious, if this parrot and Tie Zhu fight, who will win?”
"Are you a f * cking fool? Why do you still have to ask? It must be the parrot!"
"Support the old man, let's fight the Iron Pillar!"
"Hehe, Tie Zhu just took a glance at it and it's already considered his loss.”
After Big Yellow and Old Gold could not decide who was more powerful, now it was time to decide who was more powerful between Lord Wu and Iron Pillar…
It was originally a joke, but in the end, someone actually analyzed it rationally.
Lu Xuan could not spit it out, and it was quite uncomfortable.
……
……
Little Lu is usually very busy."
Lu Xuan still had not returned after waiting for more than an hour.
"He's the only one in the zoo now," Guo Zhengtang said."He's both a father and a mother. How can he not be busy?”
"Guess who called me?" Lin Yan looked at his phone and suddenly said.
"Wei Shigong?" Chu Zhenglong raised his eyebrows.”
"It's him." "He probably knows we're here."”
"You answer it. I'll see what he has to say.”
Lin Yan pressed the answer button and turned on the speaker.
"Old Lin, what do you mean?" Wei Shigong asked. Why would he go to the zoo? Do you have to go against me?"
He didn't care about what outsiders said, nor did he care about what the people in the association said.
However, he had only gone to write the inscription yesterday, and he had even pointed out that he wanted Lu Xuan to apologize.
In the end, Chu Zhenglong and the others went to Lu Xuan's place to write inscriptions today. Wasn't it obvious that they wanted to mess with him?
"You're thinking too much, who wants to go against you?" Lin Yan said.”
"I know that you guys have long disliked me, but what evil things have I done? I'm just making some money. Why am I in your way?”
"What do you mean, Wei Shigong?" Chu Zhenglong grabbed the phone. Do we have to report to you where we're going? You can write inscriptions for others, but we can't? Why are you so arrogant?"
"Old Chu, right? Just tell me, are you deliberately messing with me?”
"Who has the time to mess with you?" Chu Zhenglong scolded," Don't call me for no reason. I don't have the time to talk to you. You can earn your money. No one will criticize you." It's your business if you have to think together. That's all. I'm hanging up. Don't call again. I'm busy.”
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"A bunch of bastards!"
Wei Shigong was so angry that he wanted to smash his phone.
He opened his own Weibo and looked at the comments below that said he was fishing for fame. Suddenly, he felt that it was glaring.
He felt that Chu Zhenglong and the others were deliberately messing with his mentality.
Bastard, go ahead. I'm just going around writing inscriptions to earn money. What can you do?
……
……
Lu Xuan walked over and saw the Four Treasures of the Study. He smiled and said,""Masters, are you writing now?"
"I've rested well and my condition is not bad.”
"This is Old Jin, right?"
The few of them looked at Jin on his shoulder. He was so big, so fierce, and so wild that only Lu Xuan could keep him under control.
After watching for a while, Chu Zhenglong asked,""Who's going first?"
"I'll go first."
Jiang Yuan walked to the table and stretched his wrist.
He loved the thin gold style the most, and today he was writing in the thin gold style.
He dipped the brush in ink and looked at Old Jin.
The words " Hall of Raptors " were placed in the middle, looking quite beautiful.
Then, he wrote another line of poetry.
The eagles in October were out of their cages, the grass was withered, the pheasants and rabbits were fat…
This was Bai Juyi's " Falcon Release."
"This is what a master should be called. Look at his handwriting.”
"What a beautiful skinny gold body.”
"Although I don't understand it, I will shout 666!”
Jiang Yuan was quite satisfied with the poem.
This was definitely the best calligraphy he had written in recent years.
His condition today was simply too perfect.
"Old Jiang's handwriting is not bad. You've improved.”Chu Zhenglong and the others commented.
"Not bad, not bad." Jiang Yuan said humbly.
Lu Xuan nodded slightly. It was indeed not bad. It was worthy of the name of a calligraphy master.
At least he was practicing his calligraphy at all times and never slacked off.
The handwriting was hard and full of temperament, without the slightest smell of money.
He took the word away and placed it on the table beside him.
Then, Chu Zhenglong and Lin Yan also wrote for the Lion and Wolf Pavilions respectively.
Each of them wrote a poem.
The three of them each had their own merits, but their standards were all extremely high.
Due to the restrictions of the ancients, it was difficult for them to develop their own schools. However, on the basis of the ancients, they still wrote their own rhythm and aura.
It was not something that Wei Shigong could compare to.
"This is a calligraphy master. His handwriting is too beautiful.”
"I don't understand it at all, but at least it's not the kind of writing that makes people wonder what it is.”
"The aura is really strong, especially Master Jiang's handwriting. I didn't expect the skinny gold body to be able to write so majestically.”
"Is the director going to write next? I'm suddenly looking forward to it.”
"Just by looking at the director carving with a knife, I don't know if he can write at that level with a pen.”
With three calligraphy masters writing inscriptions in a row, they really wanted to know if Lu Xuan's calligraphy could be compared to theirs.
The three of them were also looking forward to it. They looked at Lu Xuan and did not say anything, just waiting quietly.
Guo Zhengtang laughed." You three old fellows, how are you here to beg for calligraphy? I think you're here to bully Little Lu."”
" Don't say that," Chu Zhenglong said." Although I've never seen Little Lu lift a pen, his handwriting is definitely not bad!"”
He said it with absolute certainty.
This was the absolute confidence of a master who had been immersed in calligraphy for decades.
"Over there." He patted Ole Gold and let it fly to the side.
Lu Xuan walked to the table and scanned the Four Treasures of the Study.
The ink in the inkstone had dried up and had to be grinded again.
"I'll grind the ink for you." Chu Zhenglong quickly stepped forward.”
"I'll press the paperweight," said Jiang Yuan.
"Change a pen," Lin Yan said.
Guo Zhengtang was speechless.
If he had not known the personalities of these three people, he would have really thought that they were here to flatter Lu Xuan on purpose.
"What the f * ck? The Calligraphy Guild Master personally grinds the ink? Can the two of you serve me?"
"F * ck, Director, your treatment is definitely of international standards!”
"Will the director's mentality be ruined?”
Wei Shigong's face darkened. He had been watching.
He admitted that the handwriting of the three of them was inferior, and the difference was not just a little.
Lu Xuan's handwriting...
Although he had only seen the words carved by the knife, he knew that Lu Xuan's handwriting was definitely not bad.
Before today, he was not afraid that Lu Xuan would write it out.
Because even if you wrote it, it would be useless. Someone had to approve of it.
Today, everyone was alive.
Even the president, Chu Zhenglong, was here. As long as he played steadily and did not make any mistakes, his Weibo post yesterday would become a joke.
He watched as the three of them grinded the ink, smoothed the Xuan paper, pressed the paperweight, and changed the pen.
He did not hesitate and deleted his Weibo post.
……
Everything was ready.
Lu Xuan thanked him and gently held the brush, allowing the brush to absorb the ink evenly.
Then, he directly wrote.
"Lan Sheng is not a household, not a leisure grass.”
"I was bullied by frost and dew, Hong Rong is already old.”
……
He wrote in cursive, his handwriting wild and unruly.
Every stroke was full of charm, making people feel as if they were in a world of poetry.
The three of them watched from the side, intoxicated.
Watching Lu Xuan write was simply a double enjoyment, both mentally and visually. It was intoxicating.
"Change the paper!"
Lu Xuan suddenly spoke up when he saw the words " things did not go well, and he was reduced to dust."
This poem was extremely long, and a piece of rice paper couldn't even fit it.
Jiang Yuan picked up the paperweight. When Lu Xuan finished writing the last word, Chu Zhenglong and Lin Yan lifted the paperweight from both sides.
Lu Xuan took the opportunity to dip himself in the ink and continue writing.
A few minutes later, Lu Xuan said again,"Change the paper!"”
The three of them cooperated well and repeated what they had just done.
Lu Xuan only put down his pen when he finished writing the last word.
"Good handwriting!"
"Beautiful!"
"These words have formed a faction!"
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