"You..."

"Cough, cough, there's something in it. Do I want to buy a ticket again?"

"No, no, you can come as many times as you want. Please come in. Would you like a cup of tea?"

"No, you don't need to keep busy with you."

Lu Yuan entered the Central Art Museum of Yanjing again.

There is no difference between the atmosphere in the art museum and just now, but there are more and more people on the second floor, and more and more reporters seem to be there.

Chen Guanxiong stood at the crossroad and looked at the people walking in below, his expression was very confused.

He thought of Lu Yuangang's phone call.

He's right next to him?

Are you sure you're not kidding? Is there such a coincidence?

It has to be said that Lu Yuan's camouflage is really good. Even if Lu Yuan enters the hall, Chen Guanxiong doesn't notice it.

"The old man..."

After walking on the second floor, Lu Yuan looked at the old man still facing down, and immediately shook his head and called.

"Well?" Hearing the familiar voice, the old man looked back at Lu Yuan, who was dressed strangely. Then his expression suddenly became stiff: "how do you dress up like this?"

"Cough, cough, it's not for camouflage, master, you know, after all, I want to keep a low profile." Lu Yuan scratched his head. The hat made him uncomfortable and made his scalp feel itchy.

But he couldn't. He had to wear the hat.

Camouflage.

"You You are really dressed up so well that even people who are familiar with you may not recognize you... " Chen Guanxiong shook his head.

"It's not for camouflage."

"Since I'm here, I'll show you some painters and poets here. You are all literary and artistic people, and you should have a lot in common..."

"No, I'll just keep a low profile and have a look..."

"Really?"

"Well, yes, I'll take a look and learn by the way. To tell the truth, I don't know much about these crooked things, so I don't think it's elegant..." Lu Yuan laughed and bowed his head.

"Put away your modesty in front of me. Forget it. Since you want to disguise, let you disguise it." Chen Guanxiong shook his head angrily.

The ink of this painting has not been completely dried out.

If you mention poetry while the ink is not dry, then the painting itself has no defects, but if the painting is later mentioned, the sense of hierarchy of the painting is ultimately some defects, and it is not as perfect as expected.

This is the gap!

"How about this Let's ask for it online? After all, there are quite a lot of scholars and talents on the Internet, including some talented people I remember there was Lu Yuan before Lu Yuan is also good It's interesting... "

"Lu Yuan? Is that the big star? "

"Yes

"Now he's busy in the movies, and I don't think it's better for him to be engaged in entertainment

"I can't say that. Among the younger generation, Lu Yuan is also a bit talented..."

"He is really talented in other aspects, but his poetry is not the same. Although he has written poems, I think it is still a little bit tasteless. Who can guarantee that he is better than the three talents of Yanda?"

"Yes, and his major is not poetry..."

"Well, yes

When someone suggested looking for a poet on the Internet, everyone started chatting.

I don't know who mentioned Lu Yuan. Then a group of young people began to discuss this topic.

The reporters who were filming next to me were excited when they heard this.

Lu Yuan?

Lu Yuan is a topic!

But at this time

"Xiao Lu, you haven't written a poem yet You don't want to try a poem after watching the painting for so long? They are talking about you... "

Chen Guanxiong suddenly showed a smile and pushed Lu Yuan.

“……”

Lu Yuan was suddenly a little confused when he was pushed like this.

At this moment, all the people who had been discussing suddenly fell silent and stared at him.

“????”

“……”

“???”

Lu Yuan looks at Chen Guanxiong, and then he looks silly.

Nima!

What should I do at this time

This

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