"Do you want to experience the atmosphere of an artist’s ho? I can take you to visit her." Huo Jincheng hadn’t done this before because Chen Shiyue didn’t live in the Capital City.
"I don’t want you to take ." Lu Xingzhi shook her head; it felt like it had an ulterior motive.
She decided to wait until she had arranged a eting ti with Senior Chen Shiyue.
"It’s fine. Grandma Chen isn’t that kind of person. Since she’s writing a song for you, naturally, she should know about our relationship. Of course, it’s not because of my influence. I don’t have that much clout, and she’s not that kind of person either."
Huo Jincheng knew a little about this. If Grandma Chen wasn’t willing, she wouldn’t oblige even if it was for a friend’s child.
Moreover, creation relies on inspiration.
You can’t just write sothing randomly.
"Of course, I’m confident." Lu Xingzhi proudly lifted her head, "Sister Zu Ling said she’s seen my performance on the Spring Festival Gala."
"That’s quite possible. She has a good eye for talent." Huo Jincheng ruffled her hair.
"By the way, Uncle, since you know Teacher Shiyue, you should know what she likes, right? She doesn’t want to accept paynt, so I can’t use her work with peace of mind. I was thinking of giving her a set of qipao."
Lu Xingzhi hoped Huo Jincheng could give her so advice.
"Why not give her one of your grandpa’s calligraphy pieces? Grandma Chen is not soone swayed by wealth or fa. Isn’t your grandpa Chong Shan? If not for accidentally seeing it, were you not planning to tell ?"
Huo Jincheng discovered it accidentally in Lu Xingzhi’s old ho study.
Lu Xingzhi hadn’t exactly hidden it either.
It’s just that her ho displayed the elders’ paintings and calligraphy.
By chance, he saw her grandpa’s handwriting.
After comparing and asking Grandpa, it was confird.
"It’s not that I wouldn’t tell you, you just never asked ." Lu Xingzhi didn’t want to flaunt these things.
"Zhi Zhi, Grandma Chen likes your grandpa’s calligraphy. They might have known each other when they were young." Huo Jincheng looked at her, "You don’t have to say it’s your grandpa’s. But, it also depends on whether you’re willing. After all, your grandpa’s calligraphy is priceless."
What Huo Jincheng ant about reluctance was not because of its value, but the emotional attachnt to these pieces.
Otherwise, when her grandpa was sick, she would have sold those paintings and calligraphy.
One piece alone could ensure a better life for her.
Though not comparable to those ancient literary giants.
"Alright." Lu Xingzhi agreed.
"Uncle, are you wondering why I didn’t sell my grandpa’s calligraphy to live a better life? I’m willing to give it to Grandma Chen because she appreciates grandpa. She’s surely his kindred spirit, and gifting her one of his calligraphies is more valuable than keeping it with ."
Lu Xingzhi naturally never imagined keeping her grandpa’s calligraphy until she left this world.
However, she wouldn’t exploit these calligraphies for profit.
It’s not from being proud but not wanting to tarnish her grandpa’s hard work.
She had considered donating them.
But there was no suitable place.
"I understand. Selling it surely has your reasons. Don’t overthink it; if it were my grandpa’s things, no matter how difficult, I wouldn’t sell them."
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