Entertainment: If you asked him to be a star, he'd just want to quit.

Xu Wuxia helped Li Mingxuan tidy up his things before going to her own room next door.

I stayed in the room for half an hour.

Xu Wuxia and Zhao Lu returned together.

The latter was carrying a multi-layered insulated box.

"Teacher Li, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long. Let's have lunch."

Li Mingxuan waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mind, and then they went to the dining table in the living room together.

Zhao Lu opened the insulated box and separated the several bowls that were stacked together.

The food was quite plentiful.

One bowl of stir-fried wood ear mushrooms and lettuce, one bowl of stir-fried green peppers, dried tofu, and shredded pork, and another bowl of sliced ​​poached chicken.

Two extra servings of white rice.

"It smells so good."

Xu Wuxia's eyes lit up as she looked at the dishes, which looked quite appetizing, and she secretly sighed at how good the food was in government offices.

The aroma of the food was so enticing that Li Mingxuan's mouth watered.

The two of them enjoyed the meal immensely, and didn't forget to praise it.

Li Mingxuan wanted Zhao Lu to come along, but she refused.

More than ten minutes later, the two finally stopped.

Zhao Lu tidied up the lunchboxes so the two could rest for a while, and that she would take them to meet the leader later.

Lying on the sofa, Li Mingxuan comfortably enjoyed the sunshine, thinking that if he weren't a celebrity, working here would be a pretty good choice.

However, this kind of place isn't open to just anyone.

Kyoto is the heart of the entire country of China.

Any place here could be a government agency, so those who can establish themselves in Kyoto are either rich or powerful.

Even people like Zhao Lu and Xiao Jingteng, who were just there to receive him, may actually be descendants of a powerful family.

Therefore, in Kyoto, without a powerful background, it's best not to even think about becoming a powerful figure.

Xu Wuxia lay on the other side of the sofa, leisurely scrolling through her phone.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Li Mingxuan slightly close his eyes and turn the phone volume down a little.

I was in a daze and didn't know how long I slept.

Li Mingxuan heard a knock on the door, as well as the voices of Xu Wuxia and Zhao Lu.

"Resting?"

"We can set off now."

Hearing their conversation faintly, Li Mingxuan opened his eyes and got up.

"Zhao Lu?"

Upon hearing Li Mingxuan's voice, Zhao Lu responded.

"Yes, Teacher Li, we can set off now."

"Okay, just a moment, I'll wash my face."

Li Mingxuan responded, then went to wash his face to clear his head.

Following Zhao Lu's lead.

Li Mingxuan and Xu Wuxia walked further inside.

After navigating around one building after another, we finally stopped in front of a quaint, old-fashioned house.

"Bang bang bang."

Zhao Lu knocked on the door a few times.

Then the door was opened, and a young man came into view.

The man looked slightly older than Li Mingxuan, but no more than thirty years old, and wore gold-rimmed glasses.

His face was neat and tidy, with a hint of seriousness.

"Secretary Zhou, Teacher Li, whom Mr. Fu wanted to see, has arrived."

Zhao Lu spoke softly to the man in front of her, appearing very respectful towards him.

The secretary, it seems, is that old man named Fu.

Li Mingxuan's heart stirred, but he wondered what kind of person Old Fu she was referring to.

"Little Lu, come in."

The man Zhao Lu called Secretary Zhou stepped aside, a faint smile appearing on his face.

"Ok."

Zhao Lu pursed her lips, then stepped aside to let Li Mingxuan and Xu Wuxia go in first.

Secretary Zhou looked at the couple who entered, his eyes gleaming.

Is this Li Mingxuan, the author of "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales"?

So young!?

Without suspicion, he waited until the group went inside before closing the door and following them.

"Old Fu has just finished a meeting and is resting in the inner hall. You may go in directly."

"Ok."

Zhao Lu responded.

Then, leading Li Mingxuan and the other person, they walked inside with practiced ease.

"Old Fu is a senior leader of the Propaganda Department and the longest-serving minister, so everyone respects him very much. You can speak more freely after you go in, but you must maintain a proper attitude."

Zhao Lu talked to the two of them as she walked.

"Yes, thank you for reminding me." Li Mingxuan nodded and thanked him, but he was even more curious about this old man he had never met before.

The decor here is unique, somewhat reminiscent of the Ming and Qing dynasties, especially the furniture, which all look quite old.

"The Fu family ancestors were Manchu nobles, so they have a deep affection for these old things."

Seemingly sensing Li Mingxuan's confusion, Zhao Lu took the initiative to explain to him.

"Oh I got it."

Li Mingxuan suddenly realized why this room looked like an ancient mansion.

After passing a lotus pond, we arrived at a main hall, where a sandalwood fragrance wafted towards us.

"Mr. Fu, the person you wanted to see has arrived," Zhao Lu called softly from the doorway.

"Hold on."

A strong, powerful voice came from inside, but it couldn't hide the fact that the person was an elderly man.

Then, an elderly man, slightly hunched over and leaning on a cane, appeared before them.

"Oh, it's Xiao Zhao."

When the old man saw Zhao Lu, a hearty smile appeared on his face, which was etched with the marks of time.

"Yes, Grandpa Fu, I've come to see you."

Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhao Lu smiled happily and affectionately took the old man's arm.

The old man smiled happily, "How is your grandfather?"

"He's fine, but he keeps bringing up the time you cheated in the last game of chess, and he's thinking about getting revenge."

Zhao Lu smiled broadly, and the two looked so close, like grandmother and granddaughter.

"Hmph, I wasn't cheating. If he can steal a move, can't I take it back?"

The old man immediately frowned upon hearing this, recalling the scene from that time, and his words were full of disdain.

"Oh, Grandpa Fu, my grandpa can't beat you, so please let him have his way," Zhao Lu said with a smile, gently shaking the old man's arm in a coquettish manner.

"Haha, you little rascal, you're always on your grandfather's side."

The old man tapped Zhao Lu's nose and smiled indulgently.

"No way."

Zhao Lu smiled broadly and then introduced herself to the old man.

"Grandpa Fu, this is Li Mingxuan, the teacher you are here to meet. This is his assistant."

When Li Mingxuan saw the two looking at him, he immediately bowed slightly, and Xu Wuxia followed suit, her attitude very respectful.

"You're Li Mingxuan, the author of 'Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales'?" The old man looked at the young man in front of him with great curiosity.

"It is indeed you, young man." Li Mingxuan smiled, his tone neither humble nor arrogant.

"Hmm, not bad, dignified and talented. Young man, come in and have a seat."

The old man looked at Li Mingxuan, nodded repeatedly, and then smiled as he let them in.

As the old man entered the house, he sat in the seat of honor, while Li Mingxuan and Xu Wuxia sat in the seats of honor.

Zhao Lu served tea to the group.

It gives the impression that we're filming a TV drama.