Chapter 37: Bought Out
In the evening.
The lively Lushan Academy gradually quieted down.
During the day, in front of the celebrity calligraphy wall, I don't know how many tourists are crowded with people watching calligraphy, taking pictures, discussing, and taking group photos.
Now the academy is closed and the visitors have left.
At this time, the two old men, accompanied by the administrators of several colleges, came to the calligraphy wall.
These two old men are naturally Old Man Shi and Old Liu.
The two agreed to come to see the calligraphy works today.
Since there were too many tourists during the day, and they didn't want to cause too much noise, they chose to close the academy in the evening.
Although it was getting dark now, the lights around him were already on, as if it were day.
Hu Peifeng, the dean of Lushan Academy, stepped forward and opened the protective door of the calligraphy wall.
The entire calligraphy wall is separated and can only be seen, not touched.
Moreover, these calligraphy works have to be sealed every day.
After all, calligraphy works are expensive and can be easily damaged, and it is not easy to preserve them.
The two old men followed, they had been here more than once or twice, and they were already familiar with the calligraphy works here.
Soon, they were fascinated by an unfamiliar work of calligraphy.
This calligraphy work has already been framed.
"What a word, what a peerless word. ”
After Old Man Shi saw it, his face full of age spots showed a crazy look.
"It's the right time. ”
Liu Lao's face was also full of amazement.
He has collected a lot of calligraphy works, many of which are famous, and I have never seen such spiritual calligraphy works.
"Xiaohu, whose work is this?"
Liu Lao suddenly asked Hu Peifeng next to him.
"Liu Lao, the person who hung the calligraphy was a female college student in her twenties, but I heard her say that the creator was another young man. ”
Hu Peifeng hurriedly said.
"Leaf. Dawn.. Morning?"
Suddenly, Mr. Shi saw the signature on the left side of the calligraphy work and immediately read it out.
"Lao Shi, what Ye Xiaochen?"
Liu Lao was surprised.
"You look at the signature. ”
Old Man Shi said.
"Hey, really. ”
Liu Lao's eyes widened, "Impossible, it should be the same name and surname." ”
"You think it's the same name and surname?"
Old Man Shi pondered for a moment and said.
Liu Laodu hesitated a little, because this was too coincidental.
Hu Peifeng said that it was written by a young man, also known as Ye Xiaochen, and it was still in Sha City, Southern Province, and the calligraphy works created were so amazing, which was also too coincidental.
Although Ye Xiaochen they know is a clay sculptor with amazing skills, who says that clay sculpture skills and calligraphy are not common?
"I called and asked. ”
Liu Lao said suddenly.
Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment and asked Old Man Shi, "Old Shi, do you have Ye Xiaochen's phone number?"
"I don't, but you can ask Jin if he should have it. ”
Old Man Shi shook his head.
He rarely uses his mobile phone anymore, how can he have Ye Xiaochen's phone number?
After some inquiry, Liu Lao finally got Ye Xiaochen's mobile phone number and immediately dialed it.
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Ye Xiaochen drove back to the school gate.
"Ye Xiaochen, I'll go down here. ”
Zhang Yuting said.
"Why are you here, I'll just send you to the dormitory. ”
Ye Xiaochen said.
"Aren't you afraid of being known by Li Xiaomo?"
Zhang Yuting chuckled.
Ye Xiaochen was stunned for a moment, and then said with a sneer: "That's okay." ”
He is also worried about this situation.
Now that the Internet is so developed, if someone takes a photo casually, it may appear in front of Li Xiaomo in minutes.
There is no need to take such a risk.
Zhang Yuting smiled, and then got out of the car.
Ye Xiaochen waved his hand at Zhang Yuting and drove into the school.
Zhang Yuting saw that the car gradually disappeared, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and she became calm, but she felt a little lost in her heart.
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Downstairs where the accommodation is located.
Ye Xiaochen had just parked the car when suddenly his mobile phone rang.
He took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.
But he answered the button anyway.
"Hey...."
As soon as Ye Xiaochen spoke, an old man's voice full of neutrality came from his mobile phone, "Ye Xiaochen, I'm Lao Liu." ”
"Eh, Liu Lao, why did you call me?"
Ye Xiaochen was a little surprised.
He was very surprised, could it be that the old man still wanted to find himself to customize the clay sculpture?
That's a big customer.
The master who is not short of money is very generous.
"Ye Xiaochen, let me ask you something, did you write that calligraphy work in Lushan Academy?"
Liu Lao asked.
Ye Xiaochen suddenly realized, it turned out to be for this.
Even Liu Lao knows about it, and it seems that this matter has spread quite widely.
"Liu Lao, this calligraphy is indeed written by me. ”
Ye Xiaochen didn't hide it either.
"It's really you, boy. ”
Liu Lao didn't know what to say.
Even if the clay sculpture is skillful, even the calligraphy is so amazing, this kid is too perverted.
How old is he?
At such a young age, how can you have such attainments?
Calligraphy and clay sculpture are two different fields.
A talented person can excel in one field in his lifetime, but it is a bit incredible that Ye Xiaochen has such achievements in both fields.
"Ye Xiaochen, is this calligraphy sold?"
Liu Lao finally said his intentions.
If you don't buy such a good calligraphy work, you will definitely have trouble sleeping.
"This, Liu Lao, I have already given it to a friend. ”
Ye Xiaochen hurriedly said.
Although he knew that if Liu Lao wanted to buy it, the price would definitely not be low, but the calligraphy that could be given away would definitely not be sold.
"Then can you write another work like this? I give a million, how much, how much I receive. ”
Liu's old tyrant spirit exploded.
Although Ye Xiaochen is not well-known in the calligraphy world, he buys things based on his preferences.
In his opinion, Ye Xiaochen's calligraphy is worth this price.
"Really?"
Ye Xiaochen's eyes lit up.
He really has three pieces of calligraphy in his hands.
Once you make a move, it's three million.
If you keep it in your hands, you won't lay eggs, you must make a move, and the most important thing is to accumulate wealth.
"Of course, you send it to me tomorrow. ”
Liu Lao said.
"No problem. ”
Ye Xiaochen said.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Xiaochen was really happy.
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On the other side, Lushan Academy, in front of the calligraphy wall.
Liu Lao put down his subordinates and said to Old Man Shi with a smile: "Sure enough, it's that kid, it's a pity that this calligraphy has a master." However, it seems that he still has the goods in hand, and I bought out one million pairs. ”
The helplessness in Mr. Shi's heart, if you have money, you can be willful.
"Elder Liu, Elder Shi, do you know this Ye Xiaochen?"
Hu Peifeng, who was listening on the side, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked.
In his opinion, a young calligrapher like Ye Xiaochen can write such a calligraphy work, and even Li Qingcheng is willing to bow down, which can be described as a promising future.
"What, do you want to pull him into your Lushan Society?"
Old Man Shi saw his thoughts and said with a smile.
The time of the establishment of this Lushan Society cannot be studied, it should have been hundreds of years, and it was originally formed spontaneously by calligraphers in Lushan Academy.
With the expansion of fame, some members of the non-Lushan Academy were gradually absorbed.
At the peak of the Lushan Society, there were many great calligraphers who left their names in history.
Even now, the Lushan Society is the most famous calligraphy organization in Southern Province.
"Yes, now the Lushan Society is not in charge, and there have been no new members for a long time. ”
Hu Peifeng said.
"Well, when he comes to the sanatorium tomorrow, you can do it yourself. ”
Old Man Shi nodded and said.
"Okay. ”
Hu Peifeng nodded hurriedly.
With Ye Xiaochen's amazing strength in calligraphy, he must be pulled into the Lushan Society, once he misses it, it will be a pity.
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