Chapter 270: The No. 1 Society in the World

Wenkang subconsciously wanted to say: What are you doing with my mobile phone?

But he didn't dare to say this, for fear of irritating his grandfather.

So he opened his mouth, so he could only rush back in a hurry, put on his clothes and came out: "Master...... What did you do?"

"You're doing a great job. It was the first time for his grandfather to be so gentle to him, and he said with a smile: "This time, the gods can't save Lu Zi'an, hahaha, if he plots to rob the property of the deceased and coax the underage, he will definitely be ruined! Hahaha! You are right, as long as he falls, the Bai family will definitely be vulnerable." ”

Looking at his grandfather's crazy appearance, Wen Kang subconsciously took half a step back.

Grandpa Wen, who was laughing, suddenly turned his head and stared at him viciously: "Do you hate me? Do you want to leave me too?"

"No!" Wenkang immediately shook his head, but it was still too late.

His grandfather directly picked up his crutches and made a gesture to hit him, but before he hit Wenkang, he already felt a dull pain in his calf.

It feels like grandpa is really crazy......

Since the last time he failed to shine at Old Man Zhuo's birthday banquet, his grandfather has become more and more impatient......

Wenkang's mind was a mess, and he didn't think about taking a few steps back.

"How dare you run!" said his grandfather, furious, and rose to his feet, raising his cane high.

Wen Kang covered his face and waited for the rod to fall, but he was unexpectedly painless.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw his grandfather's eyes widening suddenly, and the sound of his breathing becoming more and more rapid.

"Ho...... Ho ......" Old Man Wen still had anger in his eyes, but his body was uncontrollable, and saliva was already slowly dripping from the corners of his mouth.

After sending him to the hospital and listening to the doctor's conclusions, Wenkang had mixed feelings in his heart.

Over the years, what his grandfather hated most was the hospital, and he couldn't even mention it.

In the end, they moved in......

Wen Kang sat on the edge of the bed, slowly flipping through Weibo and all kinds of information.

It's strange that I didn't even see a single piece of negative news.

Didn't his grandfather send it out?

It shouldn't be......

The old man on the bed was already unable to move, and his whole body was paralyzed after the stroke, and he could only make staccato sounds to get his attention.

Wen Kang didn't look back at him, and said in a low and slow voice: "Grandpa, I will take good care of you and give you a good old age, don't worry...... Rule, we will not be cured. ”

"Ho......" Old Man Wen understood, but he couldn't speak, and looked at him with wide eyes angrily.

"I envy Shuhang's life, I am still very moved by what you said at the beginning. Wen Kang got up slowly: "But I hate this kind of life, I don't want to be a dog and be yelled at by you, I want relatives...... But relatives are not like you. ”

After losing his parents overnight, he couldn't refuse Grandpa Wen's outstretched hand.

His grandfather showed up when he needed it most, so he did whatever he said and never contradicted it.

At first it was obedience, then it became habitual.

However, the more I saw, the more I realized that not everything his grandfather said was right.

He really wanted to compare himself with Lu Zi'an openly, he had such an opportunity, but now, everything is over.

It's over.

Lu Zi'an didn't know anything about all this, he returned to the workbench, picked up the carving knife and slowly carved it.

In order to match the partition and water barriers, and to match the two doors of Master Gao, these four waist boards must also be made into pavilions similar to them.

What Lu Zi'an sketched was a whole picture of courtyard life, composed of four waist boards, which echoed each other but existed independently.

When he was immersed in it and carved it like a mesmer, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

First, the eyes of the two old craftsmen by the door widened in surprise, and then the people next to them were also stunned and forgot to take the knife.

The group walked slowly into the door from far and near.

Everyone knew that Old Man Zhuo and Lu Zi'an were old acquaintances, and even his grandson was thrown in Changyan City to help Master Lu in various ways, so it was not strange that he was coming.

But to everyone's surprise, it was the other five people who came with him.

The five old men were over eighty years old, all of them were imposing, and they walked side by side with Master Zhuo with a calm expression, and Master Zhuo walked with them as he talked, looking quite respectful.

With Master Zhuo's current status in the industry, the old man he respects will be an ordinary person?

Finally, someone was the first to react and said in surprise: "This, this is the five elders of Xizhu!"

Xizhu Seal Society is known as "the first society in the world", after a hundred years of inheritance, integrating poetry, calligraphy, painting and printing, it has become the oldest and most influential academic group in China's research on gold and stone seal carving, and enjoys a very high status in the international printing community.

The five masters of Qian, Chen, Yu, Lin and Ding are of similar age, and they are all good at calligraphy and painting seal carving, and are respected as the "Five Elders of Xizhu" by the same people.

This is simply a myth in the academic world, and all the craftsmen present never thought that they were just coming to help, but they had such an opportunity to meet the five senior sages with such a respected status.

Zhuo Peng greeted him with a smile and whispered a few words to lead them forward.

Feng Xiaoxun hadn't recognized the identities of these people yet, so he asked Zou Kai in a low voice, and after being popularized by Zou Kai, his eyes lit up.

And Qu Duoduo, who had already recognized these people, even asked someone to move a few chairs over and invite them to sit down.

There was no more noise at the scene, and there was silence all around.

Only the knife in Lu Zi'an's hand was still slowly carving the waist board.

Mr. Qian was facing the camera in the live broadcast room, he didn't notice it, his eyes were firmly fixed on the partition that was erected on the side.

The other four gentlemen were also very satisfied with this atmosphere, but they did not expect to see such a grand occasion now, but they were quite emotional.

Feng Xiaoxun was very clever, he didn't dare to go up directly for an interview, so he asked the photographer to take a few photos directly, put the five elders of Xizhu and Master Zhuo and Lu Zi'an into one picture, took a few photos, and quickly sent them back to the stage.

Yes, grab the headlines.

The news of the appearance of the five elders of Xizhu in Changyan City will definitely cause a frenzy in the industry.

Why are they here?

The five elders went straight to the ancient mansion, and even condescended to watch Lu Zi'an's carving, which fully explained the problem.

Getting their appreciation also shows that Lu Zi'an's works have truly entered the top circle of antique collecting.

And Lu Zi'an will also become synonymous with high-end masters from today.

Lu Zi'an blew on the crumbs, and after confirming that the four waist boards were all carved, he picked up the sandpaper and began to polish it finely.

The live broadcast room has gone crazy, and the people around him are also rising in blood pressure, and they are so excited that they can't wait to turn Lu Zi'an back.

Look at it! Oh my God! Five Elders of Xizhu! Master Lu, turn around quickly!

However, Lu Zi'an was still calm and relaxed, unaware of the changes in the outside world.