"Leader, how do you feel about this work?" Wang Jianhua's secretary is called Fu Dong, although Fu Dong is only in his thirties, but the leader likes to carve him, who is a subordinate, and has a certain understanding of carving, although there are one hundred and thirty-seven works in this Tiangong Award, but what really shocked him is the price of eight horses.

"It's natural, it can be called a treasure!" Wang Jianhua did not hesitate to praise, although many people feel that Master Huang Yuhua's Guanyin is very good, but he feels very ordinary, first, it is not his favorite subject, the most important thing is that he found that Master Huang Yuhua's carving level has reached a bottleneck, and there is no eye-catching place.

On the contrary, it is this picture of eight horses that gives him an inexplicable shock, this picture of eight horses is different from the painting painted by Mr. Xu Beihong, the eight horses in it are like living creatures regardless of their appearance, if you look at it with your heart, it gives people a feeling that they are galloping on the Gobi Desert.

As the old saying goes, it's hard to draw a tiger and bones, but this work has a spirituality.

"Sun Xiaobao, is this work Sun Xiaobao's?" Fu Dong couldn't help but gasp when he saw the name under the work, although he didn't know what Sun Xiaobao was doing, but he also knew that the leader in front of him didn't like that guy very much.

"What?"

Wang Jianhua came back to his senses, and when he saw Sun Xiaobao's name, his heart trembled fiercely, how could it be him?

No, no, no, it's definitely the same name, it can't be that bastard.

Wang Jianhua denied his inner speculation, you must know that the surname Sun is the third largest surname among the hundred surnames, and the name Sun Xiaobao is so ordinary, there must be five or six hundred thousand people with the same name in the entire Huaxia Kingdom, right? It seems normal for the same name to appear.

It's just that when Wang Jianhua saw the introduction of Sun Xiaobao, the corners of his mouth twitched a little, and the character introduction was very simple, just introducing Sun Xiaobao's birth date.

"Why is this Sun Xiaobao only eighteen?" Wang Jianhua was a little painful, it was normal for him to have the same name, but even the same age made him a little unacceptable. Could it be that this piece was really carved by that bastard?

It can't be impossible, there must be a mistake on the part of the staff to write the wrong name, and it is absolutely impossible for an eighteen-year-old teenager to be able to carve such a masterpiece.

Wang Jianhua likes carving, and naturally knows that the ancient skill of carving requires a long time of training to succeed, and it is impossible to carve this kind of work at the age of eighteen at the age of eighteen.

"I'm eighteen years old!"

At this time, Wang Jianhua heard a familiar voice, and when he saw Sun Xiaobao walking over with a smile on his face, a sneer appeared on his face: "What's wrong with Eighteen?

"Isn't it there?" Sun Xiaobao shrugged.

Wang Jianhua chuckled: "Although your name is also Sun Xiaobao, but I don't believe that this work was carved by you, it must be that the staff negligently wrote the wrong name, or the date of birth, in my opinion, to carve this kind of work, it takes at least forty or fifty years of skill, otherwise it is impossible to carve this work so vividly and realistically, which can simply be handed down." Forty or fifty years later, your dad hasn't been born yet, right?"

"Ahem!" Kong Sheng coughed lightly on the side: "Jianhua, what, this work is indeed carved by Brother Sun, and this piece of material was also purchased by him." ”

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Wang Jianhua's face immediately froze, and only after a moment did he react: "Uncle Kong, are you kidding?"

Wang Jianhua knows Kong Sheng, and when he is idle, he also likes to go to the theater to listen to the play, but he never thought that Kong Sheng would help Sun Xiaobao speak.

All right.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Kong Sheng, but he can't believe that this work is really carved by Sun Xiaobao, which is simply a fantasy for him, and more importantly, he doesn't like Sun Xiaobao very much, if he admits that he is powerful, then how faceless is his face?

Kong Sheng smiled and shook his head: "Do you think I, Kong Sheng, am the kind of person who makes jokes?"

Wang Jianhua was silent, he knew that Kong Sheng was not the kind of person who joked, but he still couldn't accept that this work was carved by Sun Xiaobao, especially when he just praised this work for being vivid and realistic, and said that it could be passed on, and now it was good, so that he felt like he was slapped in the face.

Looking at Wang Jianhua's deflated expression, Sun Xiaobao was very comfortable in his heart, and only heard him cough lightly: "What, Uncle Wang, do you say that I am now qualified to select the Tiangong Award?"

"There's your mother!" Wang Jianhua was annoyed, although he liked this work very much, but he didn't like Sun Xiaobao!

"Hey, hey, don't go, let's talk a few more words. Looking at Wang Jianhua's angry figure and leaving, Sun Xiaobao smiled and shouted, the so-called fighting with the sky and the earth, the most interesting thing is to fight with people, especially people with Wang Jianhua's identity.

There will be a dark horse in the previous Tiangong Awards, not surprisingly, this year's Tiangong Award Sun Xiaobao has become the biggest dark horse, especially when those who visit see the eight horses he carved, they all have a kind of shocking feeling, many people say that this work surpasses Xu Beihong's eight horses.

What is even more concerning is the author of this work, the age of eighteen years old no longer matches the information of that work, and it is inevitable to suspect the authenticity of that work.

In fact, the jade carving circle, like the writing circle, has ghostwriting, and some unknown people will sell their works to a famous artist, which happens from time to time, and it is also a well-known thing in the circle. It's just that no one thought that someone would cheat this Tiangong Award to such a blatant point.

"Eighteen-year-old boy carved this kind of work, is this fooling everyone's intelligence?"

"The Tiangong Award is really not as good as one session, and if this continues, this award will be ruined sooner or later!"

"Yes, this work already has the style of a master, it is said that the work of a master who has been engaged in carving for many years can still accept it, but the author of this work is only eighteen years old, how can we accept it? This is obviously trampling on everyone's IQ!"

"In fact, regardless of the age of the author of this work, this Eight Horses is expected to be selected for the Tiangong Award in terms of conception, material selection and finished products, and the author is too young!"

"This matter must be given by the Engraving Association, this kind of unhealthy atmosphere must not be tolerated, after all, the skill of carving is inherited by the ancestors, and some ill-intentioned people cannot be allowed to defile it!"

"Yes, we have to let the Engraving Association give an explanation, and we must put an end to the spread of this unhealthy trend!"

"Let's go, go to the people of the Engraving Association, and let them give everyone an explanation. ”

Seeing that many people went to ask for an explanation, a hideous smile appeared on the corner of Yang Wei's mouth.