My Life Simulator Text Volume 202 Lu Li is a talent "Lu Li, have you finished the exam?"

When Lu Li came downstairs, Teacher Xue Song was still waiting on the first floor. Seeing Lu Li come down, Xue Song asked with a smile: "How do you feel? How are you doing in the exam?"

"good!"

Lu Li smiled and said, "I have done my best."

"Then it's OK."

Xue Song nodded with a smile, "At your level, as long as you do your best, it should not be difficult to win the first prize."

After saying that, Xue Song glanced at Lu Li and said, "Lu Li, do you know Director Gao of the Cultural Bureau?"

"Who? Director Gao of the Cultural Bureau?"

Lu Li was stunned and shook his head, "I don't know you."

With Lu Li’s family background and three generations of ancestors were all ordinary people, how could they know the official people?

"Don't you recognize me?"

Xue Song frowned slightly and said, "Just just now, Director Gao of the Cultural Bureau sent someone to send a message to ask you to wait here for a while after the exam. I thought you knew him."

"Let me wait here for a while?"

Lu Li was confused, "I don't know him, and no one in my family knows him. But wait a while, just wait a while."

Lu Li and Xue Song sat down on the bench on the first floor, waiting for the call from the leaders of the Cultural Bureau.

...

In a lounge on the fifth floor of the Youth Palace.

"Mengding Mandarin bamboo leaves are green."

Mr. Han sat on the sofa, took a teacup and took a sip of tea, and nodded in admiration, "The water in the Yangtze River, the tea on Mengding Mountain is still the taste of my hometown!"

"You are back this time, so let's see you in your hometown more often!"

Director Gao of the Cultural Bureau accompanied him and said with a smile, "In recent years, the changes in my hometown have been quite big!"

"I'm old and can't walk."

Mr. Han put down the teacup and shook his head with a smile, "After going back this time, I don't know if there is a chance to come back."

This topic... Director Gao couldn't answer.

Mr. Han is already in his seventies, and in a few years... Haha, it's a question whether he is still there or not.

"Director, the preliminary review of French paintings has ended."

At this time, a staff member hurried into the office with a stack of paper rolls.

"Oh? The result will come out so soon. You are quite efficient!"

Director Gao nodded in appreciation, reached out to take the folded paper roll, and placed it on the coffee table in front of him.

Looking up at Mr. Han, Director Gao smiled and said, "Old Han, you are a famous calligrapher. You need your palms in your hometown!"

"No need! No need!"

Old Han smiled and refused, "I'm so dizzy, how can I tell at least?"

"You are so modest."

Director Gao accompanied him with a smile and said, "It is an honor for our Yucheng students to be able to get your corrections! Please take a look and help the younger generations in your hometown!"

"How is that..."

Of course, Mr. Han knew what the so-called "promoting the juniors of his hometown" meant, but he just smiled and turned the topic to calligraphy, "It is hard to refuse the affection, so I'll take a look!"

"Please!"

Director Gao quickly opened the paper scroll and spread the selected calligraphy and Chinese painting works on the coffee table.

"Huh? This character..."

Mr. Han didn't care too much at first, and when he saw the regular script in the calligraphy works, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He reached out to pick up the letter, and Old Han read it carefully, nodded in admiration, "Not bad! Not bad! Well written!"

"It must be a masterpiece to be praised by Mr. Han."

Director Gao stretched his neck and looked over. He saw that Du Fu's "Wangyue" was written on the scroll. The font was strong, upright and rigorous, and it was indeed good.

Seeing the name "Lu Li" on the signature, Director Gao nodded slightly, and it was indeed him.

"Old Han, I don't have a deep level of calligraphy. Please give me some advice. What's the best of this article?"

As the director of the Cultural Bureau, Director Gao is not at least not an outsider even if he is not very accomplished. The reason why he says this is naturally to please Mr. Han.

Mr. Han is already in his seventies. He is a mature man, so he doesn’t understand what Director Gao means.

It is understandable that the world is like this.

Old Han smiled and nodded, and pointed at the scroll of paper, "Look, this article is about Du Fu's Wangyue. The font is strong and powerful, upright and rigorous. What's even more rare is that this article has a momentum. It is magnificent and as majestic as a mountain. It is not easy for middle school students to write such works."

"We are a brilliant person in Yucheng. There are masters like Mr. Han in front, and then... his name is Lu Li, and there are boys like Lu Li in the back."

Director Gao smiled and complimented.

"This boy is really good!"

Old Han smiled and nodded. Although Director Gao was praising him, this calligraphy work was indeed good. This young man named Lu Li did have some skills.

"Huh? Mr. Han, look! This landscape painting is also Lu Li's work!"

At this time, Director Gao suddenly discovered that among the Chinese paintings next to him, Lu Li's works were also placed at the top.

"oh?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Old Han's eyes.

Although calligraphy and painting are not divided, those who can practice calligraphy to the point where they produce "momentum" and "artistic conception" must be specializing in calligraphy.

Does Lu Li... have some achievements in Chinese painting?

Mr. Han also became a little interested and hurriedly looked over.

"This painting...is good! OK!"

When Mr. Han saw this ink and water landscape, his eyes lit up, "Not bad! The strange peaks are listed, the mountains are towering, the cliffs stand tall, and the mountain streams are deep, making it look its own meteoric!"

Seeing that the signature was also Lu Li's name, Old Han's smile on his face became a little deeper.

"It is very good to be able to write the majestic font of Wangyue, and to draw the majestic and steepness of Bifeng Gorge. It's very good! It's very good!"

Mr. Han nodded in admiration, "A young man has this foundation in calligraphy and painting, and has good talent."

"If you can get the recognition of Mr. Han, this young man named Lu Li must be outstanding!"

Director Gao smiled and said, "Old Han, do you want to meet Lu Li?"

"See you? There's no need!"

Old Han smiled and shook his head, "It's this time. After the game, he must have gone home. Call him over, it's not appropriate to mobilize many troops."

"No, no! Lu Li is waiting below!"

Director Gao said in his heart: I'm ready for a long time. I've left him here long ago.

After saying that, Director Gao quickly got up and went out, gave an order to his subordinates, and sent someone to call Lu Li up.

...

On the bench on the first floor.

Lu Li and Teacher Xue Song have been waiting for a long time, and Lu Li is already impatient.

At this time, a staff member hurried over and shouted to Lu Li: "Lu Li! Lu Li! Come with me! The leader wants to see you."

Finally arrived.

Lu Li curled his lips, stood up, and said to Xue Song beside him: "Teacher, I'm here."

"Um!"

Xue Song nodded and reminded: "Don't be nervous, speak politely."

"knew!"

Lu Li nodded quickly. As for the nervousness... Haha, I haven't seen it on any occasion? There is no tension at all.

Follow the staff to the lounge upstairs.

"Director, Lu Li is here."

The staff informed the door.

"Already come?"

Director Gao quickly waved: "Come in! Come in!"

The staff at the door signaled Lu Li to go in.
To be continued...