Liu Denggao said with a smile: The first thing I saw was the appearance of a person in ancient costumes, and several names were not ideal, some said to be like Confucius, and some said to be like Lao Tzu, what do you think?"

As soon as Kowloon told him what he thought, he was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized, and involuntarily gave a thumbs up.

Indeed, Kowloon not only gave him his name, but also said the origin and meaning clearly, how could he not admire him.

He was glad that he was not wrong, when he talked about Kowloon with others, many people laughed at him, such a young and frivolous person, what is there to be proud of, isn't it just luck.

In Liu Denggao's view, a person can succeed, not only by luck, in Jiulong, there must be something unique, this time to come to Wudu, is for him.

The Ba Fujian stone world is unknown in the country, and it is too much needed to be able to push it out.

Not to mention anything else, his stones are also among the best in Sanming, but if you want to exchange these stones for money, you need a master who turns stones into gold to pull them out.

In the past few years, he has invited countless people who claim to be experts to come to his house, except for "humming" and saying a few good words, he has never seen anyone give him a good idea, and sometimes he has to wait for good wine and food.

Alas, he also blames himself for his low level of education, but he thinks that his eye for looking at stones is still good, after all, he often goes out to participate in exhibitions and has rich experience.

This Kowloon, just by looking at it, can give the name appropriately, how not to make him excited, he quickly asked the staff of the organizing committee to change the name, and warmly invited Kowloon to come to his house to see.

Jiulong nodded, exchanged business cards, Sanming this place, he had long wanted to go.

The group did not stop, Kowloon raised his eyes to look around, the exhibits were dazzling, and there were no edges at a glance, at least thousands of directions.

It seems that the word "challenge" of the organizing committee has achieved the expected effect, and the picture stone world is also holding back its strength to think about shame.

Kowloon and his entourage patiently looked at the past, and each exhibit only had the name and number of the stone species, and did not write the name of the treasure owner.

This is very fair, and there will not be a situation of favor stones because of whose influence is greater and whose face it is.

The types of picture stones on display include Yangtze River Stone, Yellow River Stone, Hongshui River Stone, Marble, Jiulong Stone Stone, Grass Flower Stone, Taishan Stone, Nujiang Stone, Chrysanthemum Stone, Yuhua Stone, Yellow Wax Stone, Huanglong Jade Water Grass Flower and so on.

The concentrated display of many picture stones also makes Kowloon feast for the eyes.

Many kinds of stones, Jiulong is the first time to see, these colorful, different forms of stones, but also let him know the truth that there are mountains outside the mountain.

He also discovered a strange phenomenon, as a big family of Gobi Stone, there was no one to participate in the exhibition, and remembered that the purpose of this challenge was not to challenge the "chickens from the Gobi Desert"?

"Xiao Wu, where is your stone?" asked Jiulong as he looked at it.

"I'm just here to see the excitement, and I'm going to study hard, how do you literati play with stones. ”

Wu Hehuan smiled faintly, it seems that he, like Lashi, wants to know a few more high-end customers.

At this time, a large group of people were gathered in front of a nearly half-meter frame, pointing.

The group followed the sound of the people, and Kowloon only glanced at it, and knew it.

This painting is 50 cm long and 30 cm wide, and it is his "Fuchun Mountain Dwelling Map, Remaining Mountain Map".

The painting hangs at the end, unnumbered, but with the name of the treasure owner.

Huang Jiulong!

The three big characters are particularly eye-catching, what's going on? Doesn't it mean that the exhibits are all numbered? Why is this guy so special?

"I don't think it's even numbered, so it should be a work that doesn't go into the stream. ”

"Why is this Huang Jiulong's name so familiar? Could it be the person who made a big splash in the last BJ Olympics?"

"What's wrong with being famous, the competition should be treated equally, and it shouldn't be special!"

"To be honest, this collection is really good, and it has a sense of meaning. ”

"Yes, this painting bears a striking resemblance to an ancient masterpiece, and it is necessary to look at it in itself. ”

"Yes, this famous painting is divided into two, the other half is on the treasure island, there is a special meaning in it, where did this guy get the luck to find such a good marble painting?"

Everyone talked about everything, but they didn't understand why this painting was so special.

Of course, these people were quite on the facts, and they didn't speak too out of line, but a few young people on the periphery shouted: "Isn't this an internal decision? What are we doing at the exhibition?"

"Yes, go to the organizing committee to reason, see how they explain, if you don't deal with it, call 12315, and play big if you want to. ”

The group scolded and walked out.

Master Qiu also squeezed forward, saw Huang Jiulong's payment, and glared at the boss: "Jiulong, this is your stone?"

"Yes, please give me a lot of advice!" Kowloon responded modestly.

"Don't dare to be instructed, your wings are hard now, the organizing committee looks down on you, so many people's works have no name, you have it, I want to learn from you!"

Master Qiu's words were thorny, and it could be seen that he was very dissatisfied with the organizing committee's separate listing of Huang Jiulong, and it seemed that he also wanted to take advantage of Huang Jiulong's last Olympic stone selection to improve the grade of this event.

Jiulong couldn't hear the sound outside the strings, he smiled faintly: "Master Qiu, don't laugh at me, this matter is not what you imagined, you can see it in a few days." ”

Master Qiu didn't say much, since Kowloon refused to say it explicitly, then ride a donkey to read the record book and see.

Wucai was also very puzzled, and originally wanted to sneer a few words, but when the words came to his lips, he held back.

"It seems that Xiaoyaozi is going to be in the limelight this time, hurry up and sign me a few more names. ”

Lashi made a gesture to ask Kowloon for an autograph, and laughed non-stop.

"You shut up and see that I don't hit you. ”

Kowloon was about to fight, and Lashi hurriedly hid behind Master Qiu.

"Kowloon, you're here too. ”

It was Wang Tianran's voice, who was carefully watching the exhibits, holding a stack of papers in his hand, writing on the paper with a pen while reading, and heard the noise of Kowloon and Lashi, and looked back.

"Yes, Mr. Wang, why are you here to participate in the exhibition?"

Jiulong was shocked when he saw Wang Tianran, even the big coffee came, it seemed that there was a drama singing this time, and he hurriedly greeted him.

"The organizing committee invited me to be a judge, so I didn't say hello to you. ”

Wang Tianran seemed to have long been accustomed to this big scene, and his face was not shocked.

That's right, being a judge naturally has a detached mentality, and if you greet you in private, you will be suspected of secretly helping others.

"Teacher Wang, you're busy, let's go first. ”

Kowloon immediately understood, and didn't want to say more, hurriedly finished greeting, and a group of people left quickly.

Wang Tianran looked at the background of Kowloon, thoughtful, with an imperceptible smile on his face.

Kowloon hurriedly finished the buffet at the hotel at noon and went back to the room to rest.

When I got up in the afternoon, Kowloon was bored and wanted to go to the exhibition hall again, when a familiar phone call came, it was Xiao Qiao's.

Kowloon was ecstatic, and his voice trembled a little when he answered.

"Brother Jiulong, have you arrived?"

The voice was warm and wafting from the other end of the phone.