chapter 18 Master Louis

Hailee Ye was not interested in calligraphy and painting, so she went back first. On the way to the Han family. Sally Liu was very excited, because according to Elder Han, he just took a photo of an authentic painting by Master Louis, and it will be displayed tonight. Lewis Lu asked curiously: "Is that Master Louis very powerful?" "Of course it's great." "Master Louis is a master of calligraphy and painting in the freehand style. Each of his paintings has only a few strokes, but they can express a very wonderful artistic conception." "Moreover, this Master Louis is extremely mysterious. It is said that no one has seen his true face so far!" As soon as Master Louis was mentioned, Sally Liu immediately turned into a nympho girl, and she talked endlessly. Master Louis was her idol. Lewis Lu was a bit apprehensive, curled his lips and said, "I'd like to see how powerful that Master Louis is, he deserves your liking." Hearing his words, Sally Liu suddenly showed a strange expression: "Little Lewis Lu, are you jealous?" Lewis Lu turned his head away and didn't answer. Sally Liu smiled and comforted, "Okay, little Lewis Lu, don't be jealous. What I like is only Master Louis's works, not him himself. Maybe he is really an old man in his seventies or eighties?" "That's about the same." Lewis Lu's face looked better now, but he felt a strange feeling in his heart. His feelings for his sisters were very complicated. He liked them for sure, but he didn't know what type of love he had. If he only regarded them as eider sisters, then why did he feel a little uncomfortable when Sister Sally said that she liked others just now? But if it wasn't for the love between siblings, how would the seven sisters handle this relationship? Could it be that they really wanted all seven sisters to marry him? If this was the case, it was too domineering, and Lewis Lu himself looked down on himself a little bit. After a lot of thinking, the Han family arrived. The butler stood at the door to greet him. "Miss Liu, the master specifically asked me to wait for you here, please come with me!" "Um!" The two of them followed the butler to an antique attic, which was specially built by Elder Han to collect calligraphy and paintings. When entering the attic, many people were already inside. "Ha ha, Miss Liu, please come in quickly." They saw a spirited old man with a white beard on his face, greeted them with a smile on his face. He was Elder Han. Sally Liu took the initiative to introduce, "Elder Han, this is my younger brother, Lewis Lu." "Mr. Lu, welcome." Elder Han was very friendly and showed a kind smile to Lewis Lu. Lewis Lu also replied politely. "Miss Liu, I know you like Master Louis, so I waited for you to come before I began to show Master Louis's works." While talking, Elder Han led the two of them to the exhibition hall. Sally Liu was flattered and said, "Thank you , Elder Han." Soon, enter the showroom. Immediately, several displeased eyes pierced over. Only to hear a greasy-headed man coldly humming, ''I thought who is such a big racket, it turns out to be Miss Liu from the Night Rose Bar, but this is a place of elegance, not a place where you can just wiggle your ass.." His words were full of sarcasm, especially the word 'Miss', which he bit very hard. There were also a few laughs from around. They were all looking forward to watching Master Louis's works, they were naturally displeased for Sally keeping them waiting for so long. Take this opportunity to ridicule a few words. Elder Han frowned and said, "Harry Zhu, what are you talking about? We are all lovers of calligraphy and painting, so we should put aside professional factors and live in harmony." "I'm sorry, Elder Han, it's not because I don't give you respect, but because I'm not used to being in the same room with sharp-billed animals." Harry Zhu’s words became more and more presumptuous. The so-called sharp-billed animal means chicken. There was a flash of coldness in Sally Liu’s eyes, but before it happened, Lewis Lu had already stepped forward and slapped Harry Zhu away. He absolutely did not allow anyone to insult his sister. Even if Jesus came. Moreover, with his excellent medical skills, Lewis Lu had already seen that Sister Sally was still a virgin. The charm she showed should be all in disguise. Therefore, Lewis Lu did not allow them to slander Sister Sally's innocence. "How dare you fucking hit me..." Harry Zhu got up from the ground in embarrassment, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to settle accounts with Lewis Lu, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a cold shout: "Apologize to Miss Liu and Elder Han!" It was Hendra Zhu , Zhu Harry's father. Both father and son were calligraphy and painting lovers, and today they were invited to visit Elder Han's collection. "dad……" "Apologize! Otherwise get the hell out of here!" Hendra Zhu ordered, with an uncompromising tone. Harry Zhu gritted his teeth. Although he was not reconciled, he still apologized and said, "Miss Liu, I'm sorry! Elder Han, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be making trouble!" The people next to him immediately smoothed things over and said: "Calm down, today we are here for Master Louis, and we will not talk about personal grievances." "Yes, yes, harmony makes money!" "Elder Han, quickly show us the paintings of Master Louis. We have been looking forward to it for a long time." Seeing that everyone was so impatient, Elder Han didn't hold back anymore, and turned around and pulled out a scroll from the collections. Expand. Immediately, everyone's eyes lit up, and they exclaimed: "It really is the work of Master Louis." Master Louis's works had distinctive features, and usually use the simplest brush to depict the most profound artistic conception. As long as everyone took a look at it, they would know that this was the authentic work of Master Louis, and it was impossible to imitate it. Sally Liu also had bright eyes, but she never noticed that Lewis Lu was standing next to her with a strange expression on her face. Wasn't this what he drew when he was thirteen? Lewis Lu clearly remembered that one day when he was thirteen, he finished practicing and was bored. He happened to see an eagle parked above his head, so he drew it with simple strokes. What impressed him the most was that he accidentally dripped red juice on the eagle's head. In the painting displayed by Elder Han at this moment, the red mark could be clearly seen from above. It showed that this painting was indeed made by Lewis Lu. Master Louis, Lewis Lu... Lewis Lu instantly understood something. When he painted these paintings back then, it was purely for self-entertainment, and he threw them away after he finished them, without paying any attention to them at all. It must be that the old Pendeta Tao secretly took these paintings down the mountain, and made up a non-existent Master Louis. It was true that he hadn't in this place, but there were already legends about him in there. Old Taoist Master, you were simply a marketing genius!