System Makes Me Super Star

C796 Because I Wrote This Poem



C796 Because I Wrote This Poem

Lu Lee only found out after arriving at the Times Entertainment Tower.    

    

What is a tall building?    

    

Damn it!    

    

This building actually had a hundred floors!    

    

After all,    

    

The building called Future Entertainment, which only had thirty floors, had cost Lu Lee over eight hundred million.    

    

And this era's Entertainment, one hundred levels.    

    

How much would it cost!    

    

There should be billions, right?    

    

At the top floor, the secretary knocked on the chairman's office door and pushed it open.    

    

"Chairman, Miss and Lu Lee are here."    

    

Chen Yangming was currently looking down at a painting with a calligraphy piece.    

    

When the secretary walked out, Chen Yuqi held Lu Lee's hand and walked towards Chen Yangming.    

    

"Dad, this is Lu Lee."    

    

Chen Yangming ignored Chen Yuqi as he kept his eyes on the painting on the table.    

    

Lu Lee looked over to Chen Yangming's direction.    

    

The next moment …    

    

A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.    

    

This calligraphy and painting …    

    

Not...    

    

Why is it here?    

    

Seeing Lu Lee staring at the painting, Chen Yangming couldn't help but laugh. "What? Do you have any opinions on this painting?"    

    

Lu Lee shook his head.    

    

"I've seen this before."    

    

"What!?" You've seen... Do you know that this painting is one of the top ten Chinese paintings? "    

    

"Myriad Miles Rivers and Mountains Painting." Lu Lee smiled.    

    

A trace of surprise flashed through Chen Yangming's eyes. He did not expect that Lu Lee, this kid, actually had quite a bit of understanding towards calligraphy and painting.    

    

"Since you know about this painting, then I'll test you. This painting has a finishing touch."    

    

"If I didn't have this point of view, then this painting would have lost its soul."    

    

Lu Lee went silent.    

    

Chen Yangming chuckled.    

    

"Brat …"    

    

It must have been hard on you.    

    

Don't think you can act cool in front of me just because you've seen this painting.    

    

In terms of posturing …    

    

When I was young...    

    

Cough cough.    

    

Lu Lee hesitated.    

    

He was hesitating whether he should boast or not.    

    

Yes …    

    

Of course, Lu Lee knew what the finishing touch of this painting was.    

    

Because …    

    

The finishing touch was this poem!    

    

Without this poem, the painting would have lacked a soul.    

    

For the sake of this poem,    

    

Li Jia had given him a Silber worth over a hundred million.    

    

However …    

    

If he said so himself.    

    

Hey, the finishing touch of this painting is this poem, and this poem was written by me.    

    

Isn't this a little too good?    

    

After all, Chen Yangming was his future father-in-law.    

    

However …    

    

Chen Yangming, however, thought Lu Lee only had the ability of three axes.    

    

He couldn't help but sigh.    

    

"Yuqi, bring him down."    

    

Anxiety flashed across Chen Yuqi's eyes. She wanted to speak up for Lu Lee.    

    

Suddenly …    

    

Lu Lee said.    

    

"This poem."    

    

"The finishing touch is this poem."    

    

Father-in-law, you are the one who asked for a slap in the face.    

    

I can't help it.    

    

Sure enough …    

    

Hearing Lu Lee's words, Chen Yangming's eyes flashed a hint of surprise.    

    

"What do you mean?"    

    

Lu Lee said calmly.    

    

"If there is no poem, then the entire painting is just a painting, and it lacks a soul."    

    

"And the poem is where its soul resides."    

    

"Look at this poem …"    

    

It took Chen Yangming a while to get to the bottom of this poem.    

    

Lu Lee, he...    

    

Those who understood this poem!    

    

"How do you know this poem better than I do?"    

    

Lu Lee said helplessly.    

    

"Because I wrote this poem."    

    

"…" Chen Yangming.    

    

"..."    

    

Half an hour later …    

    

Chen Yangming drank his tea to cover up his previous awkwardness.    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

How embarrassing.    

    

Unexpectedly …    

    

Lu Lee had actually already seen the poetry that he was endlessly praising.    

    

He had not only seen it before,    

    

There was even a poem about this painting.    

    

'F * ck! '    

    

To think that I was still feeling smug just now.    

    

Thinking of this …    

    

Chen Yangming looked at Lu Lee with a bit of bitterness in his eyes.    

    


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