As soon as he heard that it was Yan Zhenqing''s only copy, Lu Xiuyuan was moved.

    "Master?" Ye Xuefu smiles and hands the calligraphy to Lu Xiuyuan.

    When Lu Xiuyuan was still hesitating, Tian Siyu suddenly rushed over and said cleverly: "Master Lu, please have a look. It''s Xuefu''s hard work. It''s better than someone who can only talk. "

    Some people naturally said that ye Ranran and Qian Duoduo.

    Ye Ranran didn''t bother to argue with her, but he couldn''t do with a lot of money.

    She thought of the calligraphy books at home, grinned her teeth, pulled Ye Ranran close to them, tilted her head and said with a sneer, "Yan Zhenqing''s only copy. There''s nothing to be proud of."

    "Well! It''s so funny. You two are really bumpkins. Who doesn''t know that Yan Zhenqing is the most accomplished calligrapher. His calligraphy is hard to find! " Tian Siyu said with a glance over the leaves.

    "Yes, Yan Zhenqing is the earliest calligrapher, and Master Lu''s favorite?"

    Women from several TV stations echoed.

    At the moment, the students in the hall and Murong Yuzhou look at Tian Siyu and the people in Huacheng as if they were mentally retarded.

    Is Yan Zhenqing the earliest calligrapher?

    Sure enough, it''s terrible to be ignorant and make others laugh at any time.

    Tian Siyu didn''t notice her eyes at all. She continued to provoke Ye Ranran, "I think you are jealous of Xuefu!"

    Ye Ranran smiles and says nothing.

    "By the way, ye Daxing Xing, didn''t you just say you could take out the calligraphy? Don''t hide things. Let''s open our eyes Tian Siyu saw that ye Ranran didn''t open his mouth, which made him more arrogant.

    "I miss the rain." Ye Xuefu pretends to be angry with Tian Siyu, shakes her head and says, "I''m giving my master a gift. Don''t make trouble."

    "I didn''t make trouble, just let some people see the gap clearly." Tian Siyu said, then said with a flattering smile to Lu Xiuyuan: "Master Lu, Yan Zhenqing''s calligraphy is the best calligraphy in the world. Please accept it quickly."

    "Poof... Yan Zhenqing''s calligraphy is the best in the world?" Qian Duoduo smiles.

    Tian Siyu glanced at Qian Duoduo and said: "of course, how can master Lu never forget? You and ye Ranran are bumpkins. They don''t know anything! "

    "Bumpkin?" Qian Duoduo shook his head and looked at Ye Ranran. "Honey, who do you think is the best in the history of calligraphy?"

    Ye Ranran thinks that different critics have different evaluation criteria. It''s not easy to rank the dead calligraphers.

    But on the whole, Yan Zhenqing is not the best.

    "As far as I know, Wang Xizhi''s position and influence are greater than Yan Zhenqing''s, and more important than later generations," she said

    As soon as these words came out, Tian Siyu began to laugh again, "are you kidding? Is there Wang Xizhi in the history of calligraphy? You don''t know how to pretend to know! "

    At present, not only Lu Xiuyuan and the students, ye Xuefu and Shao Jingxuan also look at Tian Siyu as if they are mentally retarded.

    Wang Xizhi''s three words have appeared in Chinese textbooks. It is a shame that she dare to say that there is no such person.

    Tian Siyu finished laughing and found that everyone''s eyes were wrong. She faintly realized that she had made a mistake. She pursed her lips and quickly switched her expression. "OK, even if ye Ranran is right, can she get a better calligraphy?

    It''s not useless if I can''t take it out. I''m a fool who can only talk! "

    As soon as her voice fell, Murong Yuzhou, who had not spoken for a long time, came over and said with a smile, "who said Miss Ye Ranran can''t get a better calligraphy?"

    Tian Siyu smelled the speech, holding his arm and laughing, "Mr. Murong, you don''t see her poor face, can you take it out to hell!"

    Murong Yuzhou shook his head and sneered. Instead of arguing with her, he turned around and looked at Ye Ranran. "I was interrupted just now. Now I continue to open the presents."

    His voice resounded around the library building, and everyone''s attention was attracted.

    Especially Lu Xiuyuan.

    When his eyes fell on the golden Phoebe box, it was faintly bright.

    Ye Ranran looks at the box and thinks. Murong Yuzhou gives the gift in person. The things inside must be expensive. If she refuses, she will miss the chance to slap Ye Xuefu in the face

    She is not an angel. How can she let go of the opportunity she should take.

    So, ye Ranran nodded and smiled, and then said, "thank you, Mr. Murong."

    "You''re welcome. It''s my pleasure to serve a beautiful and distinguished lady." Murong Yuzhou hook lips, this good-looking face at the moment is let a person like a spring breeze.

    Ye Ran Ran hooked his lips, returned an equally warm smile, and opened the copper lock on the box.

    The next second, the students standing behind Ye Ranran were boiling.

    "I... my titanium alloy dog is blind. This is the preface to Lanting!"

    "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion is a copy of the Tang Dynasty. It''s a priceless treasure in the collection world."

    Lu Xiuyuan''s eyes widened when he heard that it was "preface to the Orchid Pavilion". He couldn''t help but get close to it. He just glanced at the cover, and his blood was boiling. It was like eating fairy fruit.

    "This... This..." Lu Xiuyuan was too excited to speak.

    Murong Yuzhou ignored Lu Xiuyuan''s reaction and said with a smile, "there are two copies of Wang Xianzhi in it, all for you."

    And Wang Xianzhi?

    Lu Xiuyuan is about to drool. When he looks at Ye Ranran at the moment, he suddenly feels that face is not important.

    Apologize, he has to apologize first!

    "Ye Ranran, I''m sorry, I shouldn''t have misunderstood you!" Lu Xiuyuan''s voice was as loud as Hongzhong''s.

    They were shocked for ten seconds.

    "Lu Xiuyuan apologizes to Ye Ranran. Does he just admit that ye Xuefu ruined things?" Don''t know who said a, everyone''s attention and answer Ye Xuefu body.

    Ye Xuefu, who just wanted to save her face with Yan Zhenqing''s calligraphy script, suddenly stood in the same place, as if she had been taken out of her power, and the calligraphy in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

    She didn''t want to stay here any longer. She was afraid, and the next slap was more fierce.

    Ye Ranran''s eyes narrowed slightly, which was really some accident.

    Lu Xiuyuan apologized.

    However, this is not the end. Just as Lu Xiuyuan was waiting for ye Ranran''s answer, there was a young man panting in the hall.

    He was wearing glasses, holding several books in his hand, sweating on his forehead, and rushed to see Lu Xiuyuan first, "master, I''m out of the pass!"

    Lu Xiuyuan looked at the apprentice and nodded, "well."

    Liu Chengan saw that his master didn''t seem to be interested, so he helped the mirror frame and turned to look around.

    After looking at a man, he grabbed Lu Xiuyuan''s hand excitedly. "Master, miss yexuefu is here, too. Does she agree to be a teacher?"

    Lu Xiuyuan''s face was slightly heavy, and he didn''t say a word.

    Seeing this, Liu Chengan was suspicious. He looked at the master and then looked over there. He slowly relaxed and walked over with a smile.

    "Miss yexuefu, you really don''t want to be a teacher?" Liu Chengan looks at Ye Ranran.