Chapter 110

When Lu Fei comes to the appointed private room in the hotel, she pushes the door and walks in. Zhang Muye looks around and finds that there is only an old woman with long hair and wrinkles inside. Her hair is actually quite thick, and the phenomenon of atavism is serious!

？？？？ Zhang Muye estimated that he was in the wrong room, so he asked, "grandma, where is the private room 1068?"

？？？？“ This is room 1068. And am I old? "“ "Granny" is a little unhappy.

？？？？ Knowing that many women care about their age, Zhang Muye quickly changed his words: "good aunt."

？？？？“ What

？？？？“ That's good Zhang Muye called chuangtianqu. The old woman was shameless. She was so old that she was called "elder sister"?

？？？？“ I'm a man. "

？？？？ Next to Lu Fei also can't listen, face hot, face change for a while, finally said: "he is my father."

？？？？“ Ha... Really? I said, uncle so young, born with ordinary people is not the same, and full of heaven, must be uncle! That... Uncle is good. " Zhang Muye changed his face quickly. He flattered him. He was so serious that even he believed it.

？？？？“ Ha ha, those who don't know are innocent. Come on, are you my daughter's boyfriend? Sit down, sit down... "Although Lu Fei's father has strange clothes, he is a straightforward man. He doesn't blame Zhang Muye for flattering him. He told Zhang Muye to sit down,

"Does the young man smoke?"

Zhang Muye is a bit embarrassed. Let's talk about smoking. Is it bad for college students to smoke? Say no? Isn't that a lie?

But think about it, anyway, and Lu Fei are acting, so he said with a smile: "smoke."

Then he took out a cigarette and handed it to "future father-in-law", and then he helped Lu Fu light it. Two masters, you and I will smoke.

？？？？ Lu Fu smashed his mouth and said with a smile: "the young man is a man. It suits my taste. Come on, smoke mine and see how it tastes."

I didn't expect that Lu Fu was ok?

？？？？ Zhang Muye quickly took it with both hands. Before he smoked, he began to flatter: "father-in-law, your cigarette must be more energetic."

？？？？ Lu Fei couldn't see it any more and muttered, "flatterer."

？？？？ Zhang Muye and Lu Fu thought they didn't hear it. Lu Fu nodded: "good! Very good

？？？？ I didn't expect that these two old men had the same bad taste. They even found company to smoke? Zhang Muye is more excessive. He even calls Lu Fu "father-in-law"?

？？？？ Lu Fei has to secretly exaggerate that Muye's acting is great.

？？？？ On the order table, Zhang Muye and Lu Fu talk, getting better and better. Zhang Muye offered Lu Fu a toast. Lu Fu even said it was good to drink. He put down the glass. Lu Fu asked, "good son-in-law, I heard you are very talented? In particular, he can compose words and music? "

？？？？ What, just because of a flattery to become a good son-in-law?

？？？？ Lu Fei is ashamed of these two cheeky people.

？？？？ Zhang Muye nodded, and Lu Fu said with a smile: "very good! pretty good! There is a future, young people together, is to like-minded ah

"Thank you for your father-in-law's praise."

"Well, it's not my praise, it's my daughter's praise."

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food. The two of you are chatting all over the world. The more you talk about astronomy and geography, the more speculative you become. It's too late for you to meet each other. It's like burning incense and paying homage to your son. In front of Lu Fei's face, you can say "good father-in-law" and I'm a "good son-in-law".

？？？？ It's called speculation.

？？？？ I don't know when they talked about calligraphy. Lu Fu asked, "my son-in-law, how is your handwriting?"

？？？？“ A little bit. " Zhang Muye pretended to care for Lu Fei. Lu Fei curls her lips, but seeing that her father likes Zhang Muye, her heart is also sweet.

？？？？“ Good Lu Fu clapped his hands and immediately asked someone to bring a pen and paper for inscription. He wrote a few big words: ride the dragon and control the Phoenix!

？？？？ Then he put down the brush and was confident: "Dear son-in-law, look at your father-in-law's words, isn't it very vigorous and powerful?"

？？？？ Lu Fei and Zhang Muye look at the words and their faces are strange.

？？？？ Zhang Muye, in particular, cursed in his heart. Can he be called a character? Zhang Muye's handwriting is also very good, especially now, writing with his feet is better than Lu Fu's. But Lu's father was still very proud, as if his words were the best in the world, which was more powerful than Wang Xizhi's preface to Lanting.

？？？？ Zhang Muye is sweating in his heart. My God, if this flattery goes on, Zhang Muye will not be able to pass. But look at Lu's father-in-law's appearance. If he doesn't do it, his father-in-law will be angry. For the first time, Zhang Muye thinks that flattering is really a technical job.？？？？ In fact, Lu Fei knows better than anyone how bad her father's handwriting is. Once upon a time, Lu Fu knew that his handwriting was very bad, but he couldn't stand it. Many sycophants asked for his inscription, and even cried out, even hanging it on the wall of the living room. Over time, even Lu Fu thought his calligraphy was excellent.

？？？？ Therefore, to catch people, we have to compete with each other.

？？？？ It's someone else's problem that father becomes like this. Flatterers like tuwowotou.

？？？？ Sure enough, Zhang Muye took a deep breath and seemed to be adjusting his mood. After all, flattering Lu Fu not only requires skill but also courage, but also amazing cheekiness. Finally, the flattery gushed out

？？？？“ Good! It's really good! My father-in-law's words are like dragon and tiger. They are like Taizu! Yes, Wang Xizhi, Wang Xizhi's words are not as good as your father-in-law

？？？？ All of a sudden, Lu Fu had a very enjoyable expression: This flattery is very comfortable... No, it's not flattery? My handwriting is good.

？？？？ However, Lu Fu's face is not thick enough to be a city wall. Although he knows his handwriting is good, he should be modest

？？？？“ Good son-in-law, don't give me a high hat. I still know my level. I can't compare with Wang Xizhi, but I think it's just a little worse than Taizu! "

？？？？ Listen to the first half of the sentence, Zhang Muye is still thinking about this guy's self-knowledge? Just as he wanted to say a few good words from his heart, he heard what Lu Fu said behind him. Zhang Muye almost spat his blood on the table. He felt that Lu Fu's thick skin had been cultivated to a certain level.

？？？？ It's Zhang Muye's turn to write. Zhang Muye has been writing for a long time, wondering if he should write better? If you compare your father-in-law, he can't hang on his face. His writing is too bad, but his father-in-law thinks he has no ink.

？？？？ So Zhang Muye decided to play freely!

？？？？ But even if you play it casually, the level is very high. Even if you are like Lu Fei, you are very surprised. You can only see the words on the rice paper. It's really a dance of dragons and Phoenix! Lu Fei can't help but look at Zhang Muye. I didn't expect that he could write with such a good brush?

？？？？ Lu Fu also nodded: "yes, yes, although it's much worse than my calligraphy, it's also very good."

？？？？ Zhang Muye quickly nodded: "father in law, your calligraphy is comparable to Wang Xizhi. How can I compare with you?"

？？？？“ That's right. My son-in-law drinks. If you have time, I can touch you with this brush. "

？？？？“ Good! Thank you, father-in-law

？？？？ Two people push a cup to change a cup, drink very much.

？？？？ In a word, Lu Fu had a very happy meal today. Even Lu Fu was a little drunk. When he left, he patted Zhang Muye on the shoulder and said to Lu Fei:

"This son-in-law's father is going to decide. You should make good use of it and bring it to your mother whenever you want."