Since he had already called out to him, he couldn't shirk away. Otherwise, others might think he was scared!
"I dare not claim it a masterpiece to be passed down through the ages, so allow me to show my inelegance!" As soon as he finished speaking, a maid who had been waiting on the side presented the writing tools.
The maid placed the writing tools neatly in front of Gu Chengyu, the ink having been prepared in advance, so he didn't need to grind it himself.
Picking up the brush, Gu Chengyu pondered for a moment, then wrote on the paper: "The autumn shadow floats on the river on a long leisurely day, the banquet is bustling in the grand hall."
As he wrote, others came over to watch. Even Min Feng and Fu Yanshan squeezed in to take a look.
"This line is quite fitting for the occasion! Huh? I've never seen this script before! What style is this?" a scholar asked in surprise.
