As soon as this chief came out, the audience suddenly changed color, and many people immediately put on a serious and solemn appearance, looking at Han Wei with admiration and awe.

Han Wei waved his hand around without smiling and said loudly, "This lady is our guest. Speaker of the Rania Parliament of the Roman Empire. ”

Today she came to visit Xia Lao's former residence. Everyone is welcome. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone changed color again, and then they clapped their hands vigorously, which was called a warm enthusiasm.

Rania still maintained a noble and graceful smile, and bowed again: "I am road blind, I have just been lost. Luckily, I made a lot of new friends here. ”

"Most importantly, I also received gifts from my friends in China. Perfect work of art. ”

Yang Bo and Wang Jun hurriedly waved their hands, humbly shouting, not daring, not daring.

"Oh. ”

"A great gift"

Han Wei's eyes moved slightly, and his old-fashioned and resolute face showed a smile, "Is it calligraphy?"

"Yes. The work of Mr. Wang Jun, the greatest artist of calligraphy in China. I'm obsessed. ”

As he spoke, Rania asked his entourage to hand the box to Han Wei, "I can't wait to share it with you." ”

Han Wei politely said I am happy, and there was a smile in his bright eyes, and he took the initiative to open the box.

At this time, Vice President Yang Bo hesitated slightly, and a trace of panic and foreboding suddenly appeared in his heart, but how dare he step forward to stop it.

President Wang Jun happily stepped forward to take away his calligraphy masterpiece.

The surprise and excitement in my heart, not to mention how happy and excited I am. It's like a big golden cake falling from the sky, just the mongrel's own head.

Even Chief Han Weiwei wants to appreciate my calligraphy, so I won't soar into the sky in the future

The old president has retired, and the new president is about to be elected.

Today, I got such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the position of the president

It's not impossible

Even if you can't get it, it's not impossible

As long as he becomes the vice president, his reputation will go further, and his works will not be calculated by 199, but by the number of square rulers.

If you achieve the position of the president, then it is not a flat ruler, but a word count to calculate money.

Wang Jun's three souls and seven spirits had already left his body and flew into the clouds, and a golden avenue seemed to appear in front of him, leading to the triumphal arch of the golden city of Rome.

Under the Arc de Triomphe, the beautiful young woman Lania is dressed in the Cleopatra of the Pyramid Country, wearing the seduction costume of 2,000 years ago, waiting for Wang Jun's return.

At this moment, Wang Jun has become Julius Caesar, who conquered the art world of the East and the West.

At this moment, several entourages opened the most beautiful and artistic Zhangliu calligraphy masterpiece.

For a moment, Han Wei, who was smiling kindly, was stunned.

In an instant, several solemn and solemn middle-aged men and women beside Han Wei were suddenly dumbfounded, revealing expressions of disbelief.

Immediately, the faces of the group of people sank, and their anger was indescribable.

Han Wei's eyes stared straight at the ghostly calligraphy in front of him, and the two sharp sword eyebrows couldn't help jumping, almost flying out.

But the people at the scene were unaware, still smiling in the peach blossom spring breeze, constantly commenting, and constantly calling the name of Master Wang Jun, and praising and praising in unison.

Now Wang Jun has long been fluttering, and he only feels that his calligraphy skills have left Zhao Mengfu and Zhang Xu far behind, surpassing Yan Zhenqing and Liu Gongquan, and he is on a par with Wang Xianzhi, and he is only half a step away from Wang Xianzhi in front of him.

In the midst of the praise and praise, Rania looked at the Kuangshi calligraphy in front of her with a fascinated face, did not take the initiative to praise and praise, and took the initiative to introduce Han Wei and a group of Shenzhou bigwigs.

"Immaculate artwork. ”

"Yes. The Holy Family of Our Lady can be compared to the canary and the Worship of the Three Kings of Leonardo da Vinci. The best of the best. ”

"It's beautiful. ”

Hearing this, Han Wei and the others' faces turned blue. I only felt that I was slapped one slap after another, and I kept pumping my face hard.

However, Han Wei and the others still maintained a polite and friendly smile, but in their hearts, they were bitter like Coptis chinensis.

The Madonna of the Canary was Raphael's masterpiece and at the turn of the century was in the top 50 of the 100 greatest paintings of all time compiled by white-skinned artists.

The Holy Family, on the other hand, is the work of the three saints of the West, Michelangelo. Let alone.

Leonardo da Vinci's Worship of the Three Kings is the only unfinished work in his life, and its value is comparable to the coming of Christ.

These three works are the treasures of the Roman Empire, and they are recognized as human treasures all over the world.

And Rania actually raised the calligraphy work of the ghost drawing in front of him to a height on a par with the worship of the Three Kings.

Han Wei and his gang were all about to explode their lungs and their eyes were red

Is this also called calligraphy?

Can this also be called calligraphy?

yes

This is 100,000 times better than him even if it is written by a child who has just practiced big characters.

At this time, Rania held Han Wei's hand again and said with a smile: "This is a great piece of calligraphy. He represents the great artistic standards of China. It is also the best and best gift I received during this trip to China. ”

Hearing this, a group of people only felt that their faces were swollen, and the bitter, sour, spicy, numb, and salty tastes were stirring in the bottom of their hearts, and their hearts, livers, and organs were trembling.

This calligraphy

Can he represent the culture of China?

yes

Can he represent the most traditional culture of China?

Han Weijing was speechless, beads of sweat all over his body were oozing out, extremely embarrassed and embarrassed.

Just as he was about to speak, Rania smiled and said, "I, I have decided to bring this great work of art back and hang it in the living room of our parliament building, instead of Titian's field ensemble." ”

Immediately, the corners of Han Wei and the others' mouths twitched fiercely, their faces were blue and their scalps were numb, and early warning signs of extreme danger surged in their hearts.

Who was Titian

An outstanding representative of the Vennice School of Painting in the Water City. The most accomplished master of color in the Renaissance. A palace-level character.

During his long life, he achieved almost equal fame with Michelangelo. Although he did not have the erudition of the three masters of the Renaissance in his heyday, his attainments and skills in color were unmatched.

When they first heard that this calligraphy was going to replace Titian's painting and hang it in the living room of the People's Assembly Building, Han Wei and the others were full of bitterness and were even more shocked.

And Yang Bo, who was next to Han Wei, was trembling in the stomachs of his two calves.

"I want to surprise the United Nations and UNESCO mission to visit us next week. ”

"Let the masters of the United Nations and UNESCO also appreciate this great masterpiece of calligraphy. ”

"I think they'll love it too. ”

"What do you think?"

"The most amazing thing is that this calligraphy is actually written with a needle. It's incredible. ”

"Mr. Freeman of UNESCO will surely snatch him and hang him in his drawing-room. ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene was suddenly quiet and quiet, as quiet as death

Han Wei and the others on one side had drastic changes in their faces, and Yang Bo and the others on the other side stood on the spot with their mouths wide open.

The surrounding crowd has different faces, and it is very exciting.

Master Wang Jun smiled ignorantly and kept saying thank you.

Han Wei only felt that his eyes were dark, his resolute and solemn face twitched, and his body bones were making a crisp sound that only he could hear.

A stream of hot blood rushed to the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were about to burst open.

The whole person is more like a hydrogen bomb that is about to explode.

"Huh"

"Hehehehe"

The corners of Han Wei's mouth trembled several times, and the hand holding Rania no longer belonged to him, and he smiled peacefully with all his might.

"This one, the work, is rare, you like it. We, very, happily and happily just "

"Then it was decided. ”

"Thank you. ”

After saying this, Rania smiled and asked his entourage to put away this peerless calligraphy. Cautious personally hugged in his arms, saluted everyone, waved goodbye to everyone, and walked out of the room leisurely.