Seeing the amazed expressions of his colleagues, Yang Zhenyan felt a sense of pride in his heart.

This is who he values.

There are talented people from Jiangnan, headed by the surname Lu.

However, the more exciting thing is yet to come.

Yang Zhenyan remained calm, asked everyone to sit down again, and actively invited Lu Yun to sit next to him.

The people at this table all have different identities, and they are all more than one round older than Lu Yun. Logically speaking, Lu Yun would look out of place among such a group of big shots.

But the reality is.

Lu Yun has no stage fright at all. He always has the same expression and a calm look. When talking about certain topics, he will take the initiative to say a few words. The timing of each intervention is just right.

This calmness and calmness that should not appear at this age greatly exceeded everyone's expectations, and sometimes they even had the illusion that the center of the aura was in this young man.

It's so weird.

Because Yang Zhenyan had known Lu Yun for a long time and knew how extraordinary he was, he didn't think too much about it, but intentionally or unintentionally turned the topic towards calligraphy and painting.

He himself is a lover of calligraphy and painting, and when he talks about this topic, there is no trace of deliberateness or pretense.

Coupled with the reasons of identity, it is easy to control the direction of the topic.

How could Lu Yun not know what he wanted to do, but he didn't expose it and just listened silently.

Soon Yang Zhenyan found a suitable moment and said: "To be said to be a genius in the world of calligraphy and painting, it must be Master Yunlu. I really don't know how he painted those paintings with profound artistic conception."

"The provincial leader is right. Although I am not a person who is interested in calligraphy and painting, I have heard the name Master Yunlu countless times. He is a master of calligraphy and painting."

"I have also seen the works of Master Yunlu. Even people who don't understand calligraphy and painting can feel the profound artistic conception in the paintings at a glance. It's really amazing."

"I didn't know anything about calligraphy and painting before, but when I saw that the provincial leader liked it, I felt that this was definitely a circle with profound connotations, so I went to learn more about it and found that it was indeed the case."

"..."

A group of people focused on the topic of calligraphy, painting and Master Yunlu, and began to show off their talents and talk very smoothly.

At this time, Yang Zhenyan shifted his gaze to Lu Yun, and said with a half-smile: "Brother Lu, what do you think of Master Yunlu, a genius in the world of calligraphy and painting?"

Coming!

This guy actually uses this way to promote himself.

How could Lu Yun tolerate him? He immediately replied: "It's just so so. I don't think Master Yunlu is as amazing as everyone said. Maybe those paintings were just casually drawn by him to pass the time. How can there be so many profound interpretations?"

."

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone present, except Yang Zhenyan, had a gradual change of expression on their faces.

They all know that Master Yunlu's status in the circle of calligraphy and painting is extremely high, and most calligraphy and painting lovers regard him as an idol figure.

The same is true for the provincial capital.

But the young man named Lu Yun in front of him actually dared to say such words. He was simply deliberately embarrassing the provincial leader.

Even if you are a miracle doctor in Jiangcheng and the provincial leader values ​​you very much, you can't be so rude!

Emotional intelligence is really low!

However, everyone thought that Yang Zhenyan's face would become ugly, but who knew that Yang Zhenyan not only did not look down, but his smile became even weirder.

This is very wrong.

Yang Zhenyan smiled and said: "Brother Lu, I heard what you said just now. It seems that you have your own unique insights into the circle of calligraphy and painting. Why don't you also make a painting for everyone to see?"

Look!

As expected, the provincial leader was still angry, and was planning to give Lu Yun a severe scolding after he finished the painting to vent his inner dissatisfaction.

The provincial leader is still smart!

Everyone sighed slightly in their hearts, and a middle-aged man sitting opposite Lu Yun secretly winked at him, meaning to ask Lu Yun to quickly say something nice.

Lu Yun understood and said: "I won't paint anymore. Anyway, if I paint it, it will be no different from the painting of Master Yunlu."

"..."

The middle-aged man opposite almost fell down.

Elm knot!

This pig teammate can’t carry him!

This time the provincial leader should show his angry expression on his face, right?

Everyone looked at Yang Zhenyan cautiously, but were surprised to find that he always had that weird look on his face.

It's so weird.

Yang Zhenyan stared at Lu Yun for a while, but when he saw that he still didn't express anything, he had to look away, feeling very sorry in his heart.

For a person who cherishes talents, it is very frustrating to be unable to recommend the talents in his hands.

But looking at Lu Yun's appearance, it was clear that he was not prepared to reveal his identity, and it was difficult for him to say at this time that brother Lu Yun was actually Master Yunlu.

As a result, the originally expected effect was not achieved.

What Yang Zhenyan hoped was that through his guidance, Lu Yun could expose the identity of Master Yunlu step by step, preferably by making a painting on the spot.

When these colleagues saw this painting, everything became clear.

Only in this way can the shock effect be maximized.

But if this identity was revealed by Yang Zhenyan, it would lose some flavor.

The people at the table chatted for a while again. This time Yang Zhenyan did not deliberately lead the topic. As they chatted, they naturally talked about Yuntian Shenjun again.

The news of the death of Lord Yuntian has been overwhelming these days.

The people of the Dragon Kingdom, whether they are ordinary people or martial arts practitioners, will mention one or two words with sad expressions on their faces.

The king of gods fell, and faith collapsed.

When have the people of the Dragon Kingdom ever been so desperate?
Chapter completed!