Hearing Su Yi's words, Liu Lan's eyes fell on Yu Zhan behind him, and he looked at her without turning his eyes.

Yu Zhan's mood has calmed down now. He can now be sure that the dream he thought was an illusion was real, and the little girl was Liu Lan!

Since he can see the Weiyang Palace two thousand years ago, Liu Lan can also come to the future two thousand years later, this is not a contradiction.

Even though there are still many problems, people coming and going here are not a good place to communicate secrets. He didn't say anything and acted as usual.

Liu Lan didn't look strange on the surface, and she asked him with a smile, "Are you satisfied with my performance today?"

"It's up to my imagination."

Yu Zhan talked about his true thoughts. This was the first time he watched Liu Lan create on the spot. He witnessed with his own eyes that Liu Lan turned an ordinary table into a work of art, which was completely different from what he felt when he watched Liu Lan write calligraphy on a live broadcast.

It was already dinner time and the three of them were about to leave. A civil servant called them and said that Vice Minister Guo and the mayor invited Master and Apprentice Suyi to have lunch together.

Of course they could not refuse the leader's dinner. Liu Lan had to separate from Yu Zhan and made an appointment to meet in the hotel, so she went to Su Yi for an appointment.

Yu Zhan stayed in the exhibition center, and he wanted to take a closer look at Liu Lan's "Wu Xie" and it would be best if he could buy it.

The staff were taking down the works of each author. One person's movements were a bit rough, and the other scolded him, "Be careful, maybe the works in your hands will be priceless in the future."

The two of them were going to move Liu Lan's table again.

"Where should we move this table? There is no place to put the exhibition hall."

"Please ask the leader."

"No one is there, they're all going to have a meal."

Yu Zhan walked over and asked them, "I want to buy this table, how should I trade it?"

The staff said, "You may not be able to buy it. After a week of displaying all the works, some will be selected for permanent collections by local museums or art galleries, and some will be booked by collectors and investors in advance."

"Then I'll book this table now."

"Forehead……"

The staff looked at each other, "We can't make decisions, why don't you come and ask the director tomorrow."

After coordination, Liu Lan's table was placed in the middle of the exhibition hall.

The live TV broadcast ended after Zhou Buren received the award. The live broadcast audience could not hide their excitement. Those who lived close to each other came to the scene to watch the exhibition, so there were long queues outside the exhibition center.

Any visitors who come in to visit can see the abrupt table at first glance. The table is surrounded by people, some are taking photos, some are looking at Liu Lan's small paintings, and some are studying the articles she wrote. Although Liu Lan ranked fifth, her fame is definitely the first.

Two literati discussed, "Reading this short article carefully, I feel that there is a person hidden in the article. Look at the end, the little girl said, 'Don't forget each other', who can't she forget?"

"Maybe it's her relative."

Yu Zhan, who was standing beside him, heard their conversation.

After the table was moved here, he had been studying this article. Even though he had heard the judges' explanations, he still couldn't understand some details. His ancient Chinese background was too weak, and he was about the same level as those netizens who claimed to be illiterate.

After listening to the literati's words, he felt that "Wu Xie" was probably written for him.

Liu Lan wanted to tell him that this is her story.

She never forgot the "eunuch" who helped her.

At this moment, Liu Lan had already arrived at the hotel where the dinner was held. On a very formal occasion, there were four tables in total, and 10 judges and top 10 authors came to the venue, as well as other government officials and other calligraphy association members.

Liu Lan and the authors sat at the same table, she was next to Zhou Bukuen, and Zhou Bukuen looked very happy. He leaned into Liu Lan's ear and whispered, "Minister Guo planned to bring my "Western Regions" back to the city and hang it in the state banquet hall. In the future, the leaders will meet foreign guests, especially foreign guests from countries along the "Silk Road". They will use my works to show the ancient history of diplomatic relations and promote the country's calligraphy culture."

Zhou Buli was afraid of being heard by other authors, and his voice was suppressed very low, but he could not hide the complacency between his eyebrows and eyes.

This is a great honor for any calligrapher today. Liu Lan is sincerely happy for him, "It seems that I will call you Master Zhou in not long."

Zhou Bukuen knew that she was talking about the first time she met, and he called Professor Su “Master Su” and joked about him, “Actually, your level is higher than mine, but the subject matter is not right. If you write an article like ‘Working with heroes’, you can also hang it into the state banquet hall.”

Liu Lan shook her head honestly, "I can't write it. I don't have that kind of mind and vision. I can't be the queen."

Zhou Buli laughed out loud, attracting the attention of his deskmate, "I didn't say I wanted you to be the queen. Besides, if you want to write such things, it's enough to read more history books. You girls are just too emotional."

Liu Lan did not comment.

The big guys at the main table did not give a cup of tea. The dinner was just a high-end meal, and the whole atmosphere was harmonious.

Vice Minister Guo put down his airs and talked to the calligraphers about calligraphy and other traditional cultures. Liu Lan did not listen carefully until he said,

"This time I came to the ancient capital to watch this calligraphy exhibition. I saw many exquisite calligraphy works and met all the outstanding calligraphers. I was deeply touched by my son. My son works in the National Taiwan Documentary Department and is a documentary director. I plan to let him make a documentary related to calligraphy. The main purpose is to promote calligraphy skills to young people, hoping to get the cooperation of you."

When Liu Lan heard this, she immediately thought of Guo Nan. His surname happened to be Guo, and he happened to be the documentary director. Yu Zhan also said that Guo Nan has a very background.

Could it be that Guo Nan is the son of Vice Minister Guo...

Did he know that his son relies on his identity to do evil?

Regarding Vice Minister Guo’s proposal, the calligraphers expressed their willingness to cooperate. Generally, such clichés are pie made by the leader for a moment. God knows when the documentary will be filmed.

Unexpectedly, Vice Minister Guo really planned to shoot such a documentary. He suddenly called Liu Lan and Zhou Bulu over to talk and said, "You two are the best among young people and represent the future power of the calligraphy world. I hope you can participate in the filming of the documentary by then and play an exemplary role for young people."

Zhou Buli nodded and said yes.

But Liu Lan was silent.

As soon as she was silent, the atmosphere became strange. Su Yi winked her. He wondered why Liu Lan was very polite on such an important occasion.

Liu Lan looked at Vice Minister Guo and said, "Is your son named Guo Nan?"
Chapter completed!