Zhong Yue was a little fascinated when he looked at Li Keran's masterpiece.

"Mr. Li's paintings combine Western painting techniques in modern times. The world is vast and the world is unique, and the landscape is ingenious. The peaks are in love with hidden feelings, and the clouds and smoke are swallowed and spit out, which is not something that the ancients have grasped; the shadows of the mist and the tree lights, which are better than the color of ink, and create a realm to promote it."

Zhong Yue looked back and smiled and said, "Old Mr. Xi, are you here too?"

Xi Qichang smiled and said, "There are so many people coming today. The masterpieces of lacquer books that cost 30 million yuan, even some old guys who don't show up often can't stand the loneliness and come to see the style of the head of the Eight Eight Eccentrics." As he said that, he smiled knowingly at Zhong Yue.

Xi Qichang is one of the few people who know that the original Jinnong lacquer book is in Zhong Yue's hands.

"I heard that Kaihongxuan is doing well."

Xi Qichang smiled and said, "It's just to earn money from parents who want their children to become successful. If Wang Ge can continue to popularize calligraphy, it doesn't matter. After all, opening a training institution is not his first creation."

"What kind of magic treasures should Mr. Xi bring today?" Ouyang Guoqing also saw that it was quite lively here and walked over.

"I? I won't be so ugly. After all, I'm an outdated old man."

Zhong Yue smiled and learned from Ouyang Kaishan. He was also a well-known calligrapher in Shanghai. He won the first Lanting Silver Award that year. His works were selected for the National Exhibition in the same year. The two highest honors in the calligraphy world won the name of the two highest honors in the calligraphy world, and they became famous for a while. Calligraphy works also rose from several hundred per square foot to two to three thousand per square foot.

The risks of collecting works by modern calligraphers are often much higher than those of ancient times. The prices of ancient calligraphy works are basically rising, because no matter what market demand is, the amount of his existence is only a little bit. However, the works of modern calligraphers are still increasing. Once the supply and demand relationship changes, the prices of works that were originally speculated at the beginning may fall. This is also the reason why Li Deming always lets Zhong Yueshao leak his calligraphy.

In the next ten years, Xi Qichang had no major hot spots, so he had 20,000 to 30,000 per square foot. Now, he has slightly declined, but he has not fallen below 20,000. After all, his fame is still there.

"Where is Mr. Xi? It's not those actors. He respects ancient calligraphy and respects the past, so where does it come from? "

Xi Qichang smiled and said, "This old Han is not here yet. He wants me to wait at the door. He always makes me look like a big leader. It's really annoying."

Ouyang Ming glanced around and saw the young woman in a long skirt and a charming face. Her face turned red and she could see in a daze.

"Hey, I'm stupid." Zhong Yue was about to leave, but Ouyang Ming in front was blocking the road like an idiot.

"Ah? Oh..."

Ouyang Guoqing in front said, "Zhong Yue, you can go around with Aming, and Mr. Xi and I will go up first."

"good."

Zhong Yue knew that they must have something to talk about, so he stopped joining in the fun. Seeing Ouyang Ming still standing still, he looked at the other side of his eyes.

The black and white striped long skirt and sleeveless design expose the fair arms, without any extra fat under the armpits, which looks pleasing to the eye. The string of beeswax on the hands further reveals the noble temperament.

Zhong Yue's eyes were raised, his delicate facial features, his lips, and his bright eyes were flashing, which was indeed a monster.

"Hey, stop looking, saliva is flowing down." Zhong Yue withdrew his gaze. Two young men, such a fool, stood far away, staring at them in a daze, and they were indeed a little bit terrible.

Ouyang Ming was photographed like this and reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

"Who is that woman?"

Ouyang Ming licked his lips, "Mu Qingyun, the youngest CEO of the Mu family, is known as the 'Mu Fairy' in the martial arts world. Look at this hot body, if you wear a well-tailed cheongsam, hiss..."

Zhong Yue heard the sound of saliva rolling on Ouyang Ming's tongue and said, "Then you have to be careful. Your soul is hooked away. If you have the life to see if you have the life to taste it."

"Haha, I can only enjoy my eyes. The Mu Yaojing looks down on us like a little girl."

Zhong Yue walked to the elevator and said, "You said you, don't bring me with you."

"Go, Brother Yue, do you know how old is the Mu Elf Fairy? Thirty-four! You are one round, what are you not a sloppy girl in front of her?"

"..." Zhong Yue said in surprise, "Thirty-four? I can't tell."

"Otherwise, what's the point of being a goblin?"

The elevator door opened, and Zhong Yue and Ouyang Ming were about to enter the elevator. When the person inside looked up, he happened to see Zhong Yue, and went forward and said, "Mr. Zhong, it's considered waiting for you."

Zhong Yue looked at the vest, with a fat boy who was more than two Ouyang Ming's body, and asked, "Do we know each other?"

The fat boy looked at Ouyang Ming next to him and smiled and said, "Young Master Ming, there is an exhibition on the seventh floor, which is quite beautiful."

Ouyang Ming was inserted in front of the fat boy, "What are you doing? Fatty Qin, this is my Ouyang Ming's buddy. Do you dare to touch him?"

Fatty Qin smiled and said, "Young Master Ming, we are gentlemen and don't fight. I have something to tell Mr. Zhong Yue, it's impolite for you to do this."

It’s a blessing or not a disaster, it’s a disaster. Zhong Yue understands that it’s not a big deal to hide like this. He puts Ouyang Ming on the shoulder and said, “Aming, you go up and go for a walk first, I’ll talk to Mr. Qin.”

"Brother Yue, he..."

"Okay, I'm responsible."

Ouyang Ming walked into the elevator and shaved a little unhappy, saying, "Is it amazing to know some calligraphy?"

"Master, he has been hoping that you can come over, but he didn't expect that when he broke off contact, you were finally willing to come over today."

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "What if I kept hiding from Mr. Wang Ge?"

"You are a smart person. You should understand that Master is not trying to do anything for you at all. Kai Hongxuan has everything you have and doesn't have to harm you at all."

Zhong Yue said, "What's the matter?"

Fat Qin felt that he hadn’t introduced himself yet. When chatting with Zhong Yue, he always felt like a scalper selling tickets. He said, “I haven’t officially introduced myself yet. In the morning, Qin Zhao, the winner of the outstanding works of the 5th Lanting Art Festival.”

The Lanting Art Festival and the Lanting Cup are different. If an outsider hears it, he will think that this "steady" fat man really has a few kilograms of ink in his stomach. This is obviously to raise his value for himself.

"Oh." Zhong Yue replied expressionlessly, "When Zhong Yue is down, one palm is flat, five fingers are long and two short, and there is no award to say."

"Brother Zhong was joking. Didn't he win the first prize in the Huizhou College Student Calligraphy Grand Prix a while ago? We are not a college student, so we naturally cannot participate in such high-standard competitions. However, if you win the award, you have to thank your master. If he hadn't been against the crowd and sent a letter to support you overnight, this prize would probably be over."

Everything came out, and Zhuge Liang came afterwards.
Chapter completed!