The moment Zhong Yue took over the bet, everyone took a breath.

Is this really a joke about your future?

You should know that Zhong Yue would not accept this bet. With the affirmation of the calligraphy master in Beijing and the Shanghai calligraphy master Yun Hui, Zhong Yue's calligraphy path will be very flat in the future, and even from the moment he stepped out of Kaihongxuan, someone would throw an olive branch.

If you don’t touch the lacquer book, this bet is obviously a bit of a joke.

Wang Ge raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Okay. If you win, Xu Wei's "Mo Grape" and my Wang family's "Wang Family Letter" will be presented with both hands! It's not too late today. Three days later, Kaihongxuan, the old place. If you don't come, you will think you lose."

"A word is certain." Zhong Yue looked at Wang Ge without squinting, without any disadvantage.

Wang Ge turned around and said, "If you are still interested in today's art salon, you can go shopping in the gallery. If it is a business cooperation, just contact the front desk manager. Wang will not accompany you."

People walk and ink dry.

Everyone stood up, whispered to each other, and left the calligraphy and painting studio one after another. After today, major cultural media in Shanghai probably had another "bloody storm". The young man in the mountains was challenging the little calligraphy king's character?

Xiao Kai King took off his hat and was furious, trying to break his future?

After thinking about the title, I just had that pen, which added fuel to it and gave some eye-catching literary colors.

Mu Qingyun picked up the lacquer book work on the ground. Zhong Yue hadn't picked up the work he wrote just now. After all, he had no signature or seal. In such a scene, his mind would definitely not be on this paper.

Mu Qingyun brought sunglasses, "It's great, pick them up and give them to the old man..."

Some people dare not pick it up, some people are not interested in picking it up, and some people are very proud of their faces and don’t pick it up.

But Mu Qingyun dared to be interested and was not afraid of losing face...

...

...

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

After supper.

In the villa study room.

Ouyang Kaishan leaned over and looked at the lacquer book work on the table, his expression was a little moved.

Under the desk lamp, the light shone on this newly framed lacquer book work. Ouyang Kaishan seemed to have met an old friend who had been away for decades. After staring for more than ten minutes, he took off his glasses and rubbed the sour Jingming hole. "It's been decades, and I finally found it. I didn't expect that it was really in your hands."

When Xi Qichang called him before, Ouyang Kaishan even didn't believe it. How could this original lacquer book be in Zhong Yue's hands? If so, what had been imitated before...

"Zhong Yue, did you know about this before?" Ouyang Kaishan recalled that Li Xiaozhuan carved the seal before, but Zhong Yue accurately gave the drawings. He was shocked at the time, but now he thought about it, but he didn't feel cold behind him.

Zhong Yue shook his head and said, "How is that possible? If you really know, I will not bother you with much trouble. I just lend you this authentic work. To be honest, I asked Mr. Xi to look at the paintings out of the rise. This painting was really found in the ghost market. I don't know where it comes from, and I don't know that there is a mezzanine hidden underneath."

Ouyang Kaishan said, "That's right. Zhong Yue, can you transfer this work to me? Don't worry about the price, and you will never treat you badly."

"You helped me so much, and now you have to invest a lot of money in the production of a little paint... You can just take this character."

Ouyang Kaishan picked up the teacup, "This is our cooperation, each of us needs. You don't have to feel that you owe Ouyang International anything. I understand, you are embarrassed to speak. Sometimes old acquaintances ask me for something, and I also understand that it is difficult to speak, and I don't agree or feel embarrassed. This way, you don't have a fixed residence in Shanghai, so how about giving you a house?"

This kind of transaction is actually a bit embarrassing. In terms of value, Ouyang Kaishan’s so-called real estate should not be lower than the value of this Jinnong lacquer book, otherwise he would not have called Ouyang Kaishan.

"Then thank you Mr. Ouyang." Zhong Yue treated it as a favor. Anyway, there is a holographic projection of Jin Nong's works in his system. If you want to observe, you can just call it out and watch it directly.

"The same sentence, everyone gets what they need. This is more important than human nature. Don't worry, the property I gave you will be very satisfied."

Zhong Yue smiled and thought that it might take three or five years to settle down in Shanghai, or even ten or eight years to settle down. Now, the house has only been won in a few days, which is indeed a bit beyond Zhong Yue's expectations.

When the sales volume was opened, Zhong Yue felt that he should be qualified to stand in front of Gu Qin's handsome father and patted his chest, instead of the young man who came out of the ink factory in the somewhat messy rental house.

In the past, I was very embarrassed to learn to refine ink. Now, because of Gu Mo's business, I am about to have tens of millions of assets. It is a little bit more successful and a little bit more successful.

"I heard that you and Xiaokai Wang are comparing Xiaokai?"

"He is no longer Xiao Kai Wang."

Ouyang Kaishan smiled and said, "I am brave. But is your bet a little big? Your lacquer book will definitely be carried forward in the future, but if you really don't have any transportation, this..."

"If you lose, don't write lacquer books." Zhong Yue smiled calmly.

"It seems that you are full of confidence. Since you have decided, then do it. The calligraphy style in Shanghai is like Lao Xi said, it's time to make a complete move, and you have taken the first step."

“This is not the last step either.”

Ouyang Kaishan smiled and said, "It's great that young people are motivated. When I started from scratch, I hired people in Guangdong and Guangxi to contract workers. I only had two meals a day. I was still the same big pot rice with a washbasin. Now, I can't bear it anymore."

"It's hard for you to eat now."

After coming out of the study, Ouyang Ming didn't chatter and came over to complain about what happened today.

Ouyang Guoqing encouraged him a few words and then went back. Everyone understood that Zhong Yue was under the greatest pressure now. Although it was very relieved to slap Wang Ge in the face today, Wang Ge's small calligraphy is indeed powerful. Without real skills, Kai Hongxuan would not be as good as he is now.

Wang Ge's calligraphy may not be top-notch, but in most people's minds, a young man like Zhong Yue who is good at competing in other people's fields, really doesn't have an advantage. If he loses...

That may be the shortest fall of the calligraphy genius in history...

Zhong Yue returned to the room and entered the brushwork system.

He really needs to prepare for this contest in small calligraphy. Wang Ge is indeed very powerful. Although in the office, he said that Shanghai calligraphers cannot rank in the top 50, Zhong Yue would never take it lightly because of this.

The Wang family of Langya didn’t know that the incense of this inheritance has been broken.

He habitually activates the task system and finds that the imitation task has been lit up.

"Will the host receive the reward after the task is completed?"

"Come."

bite!

[Zheng Banqiao's drawing method system]

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows. The second of the eight weirdos in Yangzhou was to gather eight people and then summon the dragon? However, the so-called eight monsters in Yangzhou may not be eight people. Eight can be regarded as a numerical or an approximate number. I have been hearing Jin Nong mention this old friend, but now I have really drawn this person. I don’t know if two NPCs can communicate in the system. If so, it can be considered as finding a companion for the lonely old Jin...

The drawing system produced by the main task is zero proficiency, and it takes time to learn painting. Now for Zhong Yue, he has to put it aside. If he has to compete in three days, he still needs to prepare some backup plans.

Zhong Yue glanced at the main task and the new task had been generated.

As before, the main tasks generated by the system are linked to reality.

"Battle against Wang Ge. Mission Reward: Achievement Point 10,000."

The inevitable thing, no strange reward, and Zhong Yue had no psychological fluctuations. He wanted to defeat Xiao Kai Wang, not for the sake of fame or covet the "Wang Family Letter". What he wanted to do was to sway the flag and shout for traditional calligraphy. Although his strength was not enough to do these things, no one would do them, and someone would have to do them.

Even if Zhong Yue really fails, at worst, he will stop writing lacquer books.

He sat on the grass and continued to observe the nine powers of gods and man.

There is no way to solve the problem.

If there is only one, it is not the way he has realized now.

The nine powers of gods and man are not only there!
Chapter completed!