No matter how much he denies it, Wang Shanren has a way to make him 'reveal his true colors'.

The grandfather and grandson stared at Lu Xun, waiting for his answer.

"It's me, that's right."

Jing Shuqing covered her mouth in disbelief. She was surprised and happy, and was too excited to speak.

She really didn't expect that she liked both idols and painters. This kind of joy made her even more excited than when she won the award.

Compared to his granddaughter's excitement, Wang Shanren was much calmer, but there was a flash of surprise in his eyes. He thought the young man in front of him would deny it, but he didn't expect him to admit it so straightforwardly.

Now the words he had prepared were useless.

"I really didn't expect that the mysterious 'Mo Zhe' would be so young." Wang Shanren was very happy, as he seemed to see hope in the calligraphy world.

"Do you have any mentors, little friend?"

"Yes. But my master has passed away."

These words are not adulterated at all. The master who taught him calligraphy and painting passed away ten thousand years ago.

"My friend, there is a calligraphy and painting exhibition in the Southern Region recently. Are you interested in participating in the exhibition?"

"Of course." Lu Xun stood up, "You two, wait a moment."

Returning to the study, he took out the Kunpeng Spreading Wings painting he had painted not long ago and placed it on the coffee table for two people. Although they specialize in calligraphy, their appreciation of paintings is equally great.

In the painting in front of you, even people who don't understand painting can feel that the things in the painting are alive and sealed in the painting.

This painting skill, this level...

Jing Shuqing looked at the person in front of him with admiration.

Wang Shanren looked at this painting and his breathing became rapid. His level of Chinese painting had reached master level or above, and then his eyes fell on the four characters "Kunpeng Spreading Wings".

"Good words, good words, good words!" Wang Shanren said the word "good" three times in excitement, which shows his love for these four words.

"Is this creature called Kunpeng?" Wang Shanren asked humbly, "Why is it named Kunpeng?"

"good question!"

Lu Xun did not answer directly, but took out a pen and paper, spread it on the table, dipped the brush in ink, and wrote the next line.

As he started writing, Jing Shuqing unconsciously read aloud: "There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; when it turns into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's name

I don’t know how many thousands of miles it carries on my back; when it flies in anger, its wings are like hanging down from the clouds of the emperor. It is a bird, and it will travel to Nanming by sea. The one in Nanming is the Tianchi..."

As a scholarly family, the attainments in ancient literature of both grandfather and grandson are much higher than those of ordinary people.

The writing is good, but the writing is even better!

The old man's eyes were red with excitement, his breathing became rapid, and he stroked the copybook with trembling hands.

"Mr. Wang, be careful." Seeing the old man's excitement, Lu Xun was really afraid that something would happen to him.

Jing Shuqing patted his back to calm down his excitement. After a while, Wang Shanren calmed down and turned around to hold Lu Xun's hand.

"Son, did you write this ancient article yourself?" Wang Shanren asked.

Blue Star doesn't even know Kunpeng, let alone Mr. Zhuang Zhou.

"No, it was written by my master, Zhuang Zhou." Lu Xun acknowledged his master shamelessly.

"Your Majesty is a great talent!" Wang Shanren praised.

Regarding this point, Lu Xun agreed, "That's right."

"It's a pity. I didn't have the chance to meet him." Wang Shanren sighed regretfully, and then looked at the calligraphy and painting on the table, "These two calligraphy and paintings complement each other, I want to take them both away for exhibition, little friend.

Do you think it’s appropriate?”

“It’s natural and appropriate.”

Jing Shuqing felt a little helpless as she listened to her grandpa start talking in words again. Every time she got excited and saw a good ancient poem, she would speak like this unconsciously. But what she didn't expect was that Lu Xun would follow her grandfather's words.

"Mr. Wang, I have a heartfelt request."

"Please say."

"The identity of Mohist should not be publicized to the outside world. I hope you two will keep it a secret for me."

Jing Shuqing wanted to ask why, but thinking of his identity as a composer, he finally nodded.

Wang Shanren also nodded in agreement.

Why he did this and what the reasons were, he did not investigate. After all, every adult has his own thoughts and concerns.

As long as he knows who Mo is, he can find him in the future.

Land patrol is not for pretending to be mysterious, but for fishing.

A mysterious identity and superb painting skills make it easier to catch big fish.

People will not value things that are delivered to their door in a hurry, but things that are hard-earned will be regarded as treasures.

Humans can be so mean sometimes.

Wang Shanren carried the calligraphy and painting as if they were treasures and left. Jing Shuqing wanted to help, but was glared at by the master.

Lu Xun smiled and sent the grandfather and grandson out. Whether Councilman Shan will take the bait next depends on God's will -

In a luxurious mansion in Jiangnan City, the imperial court has been in full bloom these days, and his agent hurriedly entered the house excitedly.

"Imperial Court, good news! I have a perfect opportunity here for you to avenge your shame and completely silence everyone." Wang Ge said excitedly.

"Tell me about it." The imperial court was very calm.

"This ranking made us discover one thing, which is something that everyone has ignored. That is piano music! You see, he has composed so many songs, but there is no piano music. As for me, I specially

I went to his previous university to do some research, and what do you think I found?" Brother Wang deliberately gave a lie, but it was obvious that he was easy to guess.

"He can't make piano music."

Brother Wang snapped his fingers, "That's right! His grades in this subject are very poor, and he is at the bottom of the class. Fortunately, he has good grades in other areas, otherwise he would not be able to graduate."

The imperial court understood what he meant, "Do you want me to compete with him and compose piano music?"

"NO, NO, NO." Brother Wang confidently shook his finger, "That will make people lose their voice. Since we want to win, we must win dignity and win everyone's heart."

Seeing that this guy was still trying to sell things, the imperial court was a little impatient and said, "Stop being so nagging, tell me your plan quickly."

"Both of you are now close to the status of platinum composers. Let's compete to see who will be the first to be promoted to platinum. Think about it, with Lu Xun's piano skills, he will definitely be stuck in shame.

The gold medal position. You can step on his head directly and step onto the platinum position."

"In this way, you can not only avenge your shame, but also let everyone understand who is the real composing genius. He is just a relatively big stumbling block on your way to fame."

There are many types of composition, including popular music, piano music, symphony, etc. You must be able to compose in order to be qualified as a composer. Otherwise, you can only be regarded as a composer.

This is why the two titles of [Platinum] and [Top] can be called [Composer].
Chapter completed!