"You mean this?"

Lu Zhou took out the pen and put it in front of him.

Chu Si Han's eyes brightened and nodded: "exactly!"

Lu Zhou turned the pen around, raised his chin and said, "it's called pen. It's made by Wang himself. It's the only one in heaven and earth."

Lu Sheng turned his eyes towards the sky, but he still didn't have the heart to break his lie.

"Made by the Lord?"

Chu Sihan never easily admired a person, but now he admired Lu Zhou.

"Can I have a look?"

Lu Zhou is very atmospheric location down, "take it, be careful to damage."

Chusihan smell speech, busy carefully took over.

After a round of observation, he said sincerely, "how did the Lord think of making such a thing and then pour ink into it?"

These three princes are really gods!

Lu Zhou coughed a little guilty and said, "when the inspiration came, I made it myself."

"Master, would you like some face?"

Lu Sheng, who couldn't listen any more, couldn't help opening his mouth.

She explained to chushhan, "don't listen to my master. It's called a pen. In fact, it was invented by a man named Waterman."

"Waterman?"

Chusihan frowned. The name sounded strange. "Who is that?"

Lu Sheng replied, "he is no longer alive."

"I see!"

Chusihan looked sorry.

Such a good thing, if you can promote the use of, how good!

"Just Can't I pretend to be a teacher for a while? "

Lu Zhou glanced at her bitterly.

What does he keep?

All day long, he is not expected to die early, inherit his property, or tear down his stage. He is not allowed to sing well in the opera, this little white eyed wolf.

Lu Sheng raised an eyebrow toward him without expression, "it's Shifu you said, you can't lie."

"Hum!"

Lu Zhou looked at her coldly and asked, "when you lied to me, why don't you think about what I said to you?"

Lu Sheng said with a smile, "it's not the same. You are my family. Moreover, my lies are all white lies."

"White lies?"

Lu Zhou pick eyebrow, "in the teacher's medlar mixed with pepper, cheat teacher said that it is medlar, that is a white lie?"

There is a spicy millet in the yard. Its fruit is not big. It's small, and it's about the same size as wolfberry.

In order to fix him, Lu Sheng picked and dried them, then mixed them in his medlar.

Because he was unprepared for his apprentice, he was deeply moved to see her bring him wolfberry tea with a smile.

So, a big swallow, immediately choked to tears.

The little girl who succeeded in the prank was smiling heartlessly.

Lu Sheng felt guilty. "At that time, people were still young and ignorant."

At that time, she was only eight years old. I don't know how many years have passed.

I didn't expect that Shifu was more vengeful than her.

Chusihan was amused. He seemed to see the picture and chusihan chuckled.

The master and the apprentice looked at him at the same time. His face was stiff and he coughed.

"Do you want a pen, my lord?" Lu Sheng asked with a smile.

"Well." Chu Si Han nodded, "but the LORD said, there is only one."

When Lu Zhou heard the words, he put away his pen.

When he came, he only put one in the space ring. If he was forced to go by this girl, it would really be gone.

When Lu Sheng saw his movements, he gave a slight bang with disdain.

She took one out of nowhere, handed it to chusihan and said, "my Lord, this one is for you!"