"Ling Yun, are you very busy today?"
Yuan Chunli looked at He Lingyun with a smile.
He Lingyun shook his head." No, I'm just worried that Yifei is too tired from work recently!"”
"I'm not tired!"
Hu Yifei suddenly raised her head.
"Let's go shopping, shall we?"”
"Good!"
He Lingyun bit the bullet and nodded.
He really couldn't handle such a soft and cute Hu Yifei.
7:30.
He Lingyun and the others set off from the apartment to watch the exhibition.
They entered the painting exhibition hall.
"Dad, look!" Hu Yifei was shocked.”
"Your idol's work is here?”
"Idol?"
He Lingyun subconsciously looked at the work that Hu Yifei was pointing at.
He was instantly stunned.
"Ling Yun, what's wrong?"
Yuan Chunli looked at He Lingyun in confusion.
He Lingyun smiled and shook his head.”
"I just thought of a scene and got some inspiration!”
"Do you want to go back?"
Yuan Chunli looked at He Lingyun nervously."I heard that it's not easy for you creators to have some inspiration!”
"I'm fine!"
"I have plenty of inspiration!" He Lingyun smiled.”
"It really is Floating Cloud's handwriting!"
Father Lu looked at the calligraphy in the exhibition hall with a face full of surprise."These words are like flowing water, and the brush strokes are like clouds and mist!”
"Unfortunately, Loose Cultivator Floating Cloud has gone!"
"Cough!"
He Lingyun, who was about to speak, choked on his own saliva.
"What's wrong?"
Hu Yifei looked at He Lingyun in surprise.
He Lingyun shook his head." It's fine. I just don't understand!"”
"Uncle, why did you say that Loose Cultivator Floating Cloud went?”
"Isn't he alive and well?"
"Is Loose Cultivator Floating Cloud really still alive?"
Father Lu turned to look at He Lingyun.
An unprecedented excitement appeared on his face.
"He is indeed still alive!"
"Uncle, do you really care about Loose Cultivator Floating Cloud?" He Lingyun smiled.”
"That's my dad's idol!"
Hu Yifei shrugged." My dad's biggest hobby in his life is calligraphy. He especially likes Loose Cultivator Floating Cloud's works!”
"His words are like floating clouds, as powerful as a dragon. His iron calligraphy and silver hook are unprecedented.”
"When I was in school, I studied his handwriting!”
"Ordinary people can't learn it!"
"They're both clouds, but the difference in personality is not just ordinary!”
Hearing this.
"Ling Yun is also a gold-medal screenwriter!" Yuan Chunli was instantly unhappy.”
"He's also a top existence in the scriptwriter world. He's not much worse than Floating Cloud!”
"Can we even compare?"
Hu Yifei shrugged with disdain on her face.
He Lingyun, who was standing at the side, did not say a word.
There was indeed no comparison.
Who had ever seen a fool compare himself to himself!
That's right!
Floating Cloud was He Lingyun's alternate account.
Back in the orphanage.
Because he was not eighteen years old, he was not a person with the ability to act.
There was no way to earn money normally.
Otherwise, once the money was transferred into the account, it would still be managed by the orphanage.
He Lingyun had no choice but to find another way. He gave himself the name of Loose Cultivator Floating Cloud and went to the painting market to sell them to earn some pocket money.
Unexpectedly, as time passed.
Six years after he left the painting world, Floating Cloud's calligraphy and paintings had actually become popular.
Any random piece of calligraphy could be sold for tens of thousands of dollars.
"Ling Yun, how do you know that Loose Cultivator Floating Cloud isn't dead?”
Father Lu looked at He Lingyun.
"I've seen him before!" He Lingyun smiled.”
"He isn't old. He has only temporarily left the painting world and isn't dead!”
"It's good that you're not dead!"
Father Lu heaved a sigh of relief.
"You said that Loose Cultivator Floating Cloud is not old?”
"Yes!"
"No more than thirty years old!" He Lingyun nodded.”
"Then six years ago, he was only twenty years old?”
Father Lu shook his head in disbelief." No matter how you look at it, this calligraphy piece needs decades of tempering to succeed. Floating Cloud is not an ordinary person!"”
Decades was not wrong.
He Lingyun had practiced calligraphy for twenty years before he transmigrated.
After coming to this world, in order to sell money, he trained hard for more than ten years.
It took him nearly forty years of hard work to achieve this level of writing.
After the excitement.
Father Lu didn't ask anything about Floating Cloud.
It was obvious.
What he sought after were words, not people!
10 AM.
Father Lu then reluctantly left the exhibition hall.
More than an hour passed.
He did not move from the ground and just stood there reading.
They arrived at the business street.
Hu Yifei immediately became excited.
He dragged Yuan Chunli to all the big shops.
He also bought a lot of things during this period.
Obviously, he was not short of money.
This didn't match the information he had received!
According to Zeng Xiaoxian's observation, Hu Yifei should be very poor recently.
"Yifei, are you rich?"
He Lingyun asked softly while Yuan Chunli and her husband were strolling around the shop.
Hu Yifei smiled proudly." The thesis I submitted last semester was published. The school gave me a reward of 10,000 yuan!”
"I see!"
He Lingyun nodded and didn't say anything else.
They had lunch at the mall.
The shopping continued.
"Wait for me for a moment!" Hu Yifei suddenly said.”
"I'm going to the bathroom!"
As they spoke.
Hu Yifei carried her bag and ran into the women's bathroom.
"Meijia?"
Hu Yifei called out to each cubicle.
"I'm here!"
Chen Meijia suddenly opened a cubicle door.""You're finally here!"
"I thought you were going to let He Lingyun go!”
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