Liu Liancheng struggled for a while before he made up his mind: "Mr. Wang, that was my second brother's daughter just now, she didn't know your ability, and I hope you can give her a chance if you don't remember the villain." ”

At the beginning, Liu Liancheng thought that Wang Tu was just an apprentice or descendant of a treasure connoisseur, and that was not a big deal, after all, as long as there was money, any treasure connoisseur could be invited.

But when it was time in Qingquan Pavilion, Wang Tu easily beat the black hand Wu Ting and more than a dozen of his brothers to his stomach, and even broke his leg bones, which may be reasonable if Wang Tu is a martial artist who has studied martial arts.

But later, in the inner street of the antique street, Wang Tu said a word of spiritual water, and broke the sword with one finger, and even Master Zhou Huaqing, who had mana, was vulnerable, which was far beyond Liu Liancheng's imagination.

Since then, Liu Liancheng has treated the Wang Tu as a guest, and he will never dare to offend a little, but who knows, Liu Moxue and Zhang Yang at this end actually dare to shout at the Wang Tu, in case they bump into the Wang Tu and are in a bad mood, maybe they will kill them in an instant with a snap of their fingers.

Wang Tu said lightly: "It's okay, it's just two little kids." ”

It's like a few hooligans arrogant in front of you, you only need to wave your hand to beat them all up, do you care what they say?

"Tonight is my father Liu Qishu's 90th birthday banquet, and nearly half of the big people in the upper circles of the Yuanjiang River will be present, and most of them are to give my father face. Liu Liancheng introduced.

"If you have something to say, you might as well say it. The king waved his hand.

Liu Liancheng nodded, and continued: "This birthday gift is not only a celebration, but also a competition between me and the second brother and the third sister in the old man's heart. ”

Wang Tu suddenly understood, to put it bluntly, there is some nature of fighting for inheritance, although Liu Liancheng is the boss, but the final power of the Liu family is still in the hands of Old Man Liu.

"I heard that my second brother and third sister have prepared quite heavy birthday gifts, and they will all rely on Mr. Wang when the time comes. Liu Liancheng said respectfully.

Wang Tu nodded, playing with taste: "Naturally, we will know." ”

……

In the preparation stage of the birthday banquet, Liu Liancheng's three brothers and sisters and other juniors sat at the second table, and there were only two seats at the chairman's table, one of which was naturally Old Man Liu, and the other was a kind old man in white, who exchanged calligraphy and painting with Old Man Liu, and looked like a calligrapher.

Wang Tu casually found a corner seat with no one and sat down, and as soon as he sat down, he saw Liu Moxue walk to a man who looked a little similar to Liu Liancheng, and whispered a few words.

Almost at the same time, the man and Liu Changqing, who was sitting beside him, both turned their heads and looked at Wang Tu.

The man's eyes were full of disdain, while Liu Changqing showed a puzzled look.

The man patted Liu Liancheng on the shoulder, and said in a mocking tone: "Big brother, I heard that you invited a little kid as a guest of honor, I heard you right?"

"I really don't know what you think, big brother, if you want to be ingenious, you shouldn't let a little kid make trouble, this is the old man's birthday banquet, you should always understand the simple truth of doing what he likes. ”

Liu Liancheng chuckled a few times and did not refute.

It's just that you don't know Mr. Wang's power. ’

Liu Changqing also couldn't figure it out, no matter where Wang Tu looked at it, he was just a very ordinary teenager, although his remarks about instructing himself to paint were very professional, but what could that mean, in this kind of birthday banquet where the clouds gathered, assets and connections are the real power.

After more than ten minutes of arrangement and admission, the birthday banquet finally officially began!

The curtain behind the rostrum suddenly opened, revealing a white wall, here and outside, there are also all kinds of paintings and calligraphy, but the difference is that the calligraphy and paintings displayed here are all famous paintings by famous artists in the market.

"Liu Lao is really interested, and he actually released his collection for many years. Someone exclaimed.

The old man in white, who was sitting next to Old Man Liu, stood up and looked carefully at the calligraphy and paintings on the white wall.

This is Wang Xizhi's "Sunny Post when the Snow is Fast", the line of the pen is chic and elegant, the gesture is euphemistic and subtle, and the dot painting is sparse and dense, regardless of the horizontal and vertical points of the hook and folding, it is pleasing to the eye. ”

"Yan Qinli Monument", Yan Zhenqing's proud work, the structure is square and dense, the strokes are horizontal and vertical, the pen is strong, upright, open and majestic. ”

"This is Su Shi's ......"

The comments were made one by one, and people had to admire the insight of the old man in white.

The three siblings at the second table saw that it was almost time, so they waved their hands and motioned for their people to start preparing.

"Dad, this is my gift to celebrate your ninetieth birthday. ”

The youngest Liu Chengcheng stood up first, and a man slowly walked up behind her, it was Zhang Yuliang, the principal of the Wangtu School, who was holding a brown wooden box in his hand, and those who knew it knew at a glance that this wooden box alone was worth a lot of money, not to mention the contents inside.

The moment the wooden box was opened, a fragrant pill came to the nostrils, and three crystal clear pills appeared in the eyes of everyone, and the big bosses of some medicine stores stood up almost immediately.

"Is this a savior that can cure all diseases and prolong life?"

Liu Chengcheng nodded happily and said, "This is what I got from a master, and it is a three-thousand-year-old savior. ”

"Oh my God, a three-thousand-year-old savior! This is worth more than 100 million, right?"

"Old man Liu is really happy, he has a daughter who sends a birthday gift to save the stars. ”

Many big bosses are already red when they see the savior, this kind of medicinal material can be said to be priceless, and only the owners of some super-large medicine stores will have some collections, and they will never sell it.

Liu Chengcheng's gift is not insignificant, and Old Man Liu also accepted the savior with an open smile and praised Liu Chengcheng a few words.

The opening scene of the three siblings was so energetic that it immediately aroused the interest of many bosses.

"Xingcheng, what about you?" said the old man in white with a smile.

Liu Xingcheng is Liu Moxue's father, although she was a little surprised after seeing the savior, she quickly regained her self-confidence.

"What I gave my dad was a painting. "Liu Xingcheng is quite suspenseful.

"Oh, don't you want to paint, I don't want it. Old man Liu quipped.

"Then, please, Master Song!"

From an inconspicuous place, a gentleman in Hanfu suddenly stood up, wearing a pair of black-framed round glasses and holding a long fan, like a white-faced little scholar in ancient times, walking towards the rostrum in a crepe manner.

"Didn't you say to send paintings? How did you become a person?"

"No, look closely, that person is Master Song!" someone hurriedly pointed to Mr. Hanfu and said nervously.

"Which Song ...... What?Master Song of the family of calligraphy and painting?" the man wondered, looked at it in disbelief, and only took a deep breath of cold air until he was sure.

This is the Song family of calligraphy and painting, the Song master of Song Wentang!

Master Song is a real calligrapher, well-informed, it can be said that no calligraphy and painting can escape his eyes, famous throughout Zhonghai Province, almost everyone knows it.

And his paintings have also been regarded as treasures by countless collectors, selling for tens of millions.

How many people wanted to ask Master Song for a penny, Liu Xingcheng was able to invite him, and his wide network can be seen.

Sure enough, as soon as everyone heard Master Song's name, they immediately sat up straight and quieted down.

"Master Song. Old Man Liu also straightened up and greeted him very respectfully.

Old man Liu loves calligraphy and painting, and now seeing Master Song is like a fan seeing an idol.

"Old Man Liu, if Xingcheng hadn't invited me, I wouldn't have known you had a birthday banquet. Master Song smiled lightly.

"But I'm a penman, and I don't have anything to give to the old man as a birthday gift, so I have to do my job and offer ugliness. ”

After that, Liu Xingcheng ordered someone to move it to the table and set up the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

"Master Song, this is going to paint on the spot?"

"Oh my God, I can finally see Master Song painting with my own eyes!"

Everyone looked forward to it, staring intently at Master Song's pen and painting.

I saw Master Song pick up the pen and tap the ink, and then walk with the pen, the whole person turned into a soldier practicing the sword, and the pen in his hand was like a sharp sword, dotted on the paper and sketched neatly.

After only ten minutes, Master Song breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and gently put the pen down.

Some of those who couldn't wait had already poked their heads out to see Master Song's handwriting.

Master Song erected the painting, and in the painting was a fierce tiger lurking, waiting for an opportunity to move, his eyes were sharp, and the power jumped on the paper, making everyone tremble and gasp.

Liu Changqing, who was sitting in the front row, admired Master Song's paintings, compared to her picture of a general, who was not vulnerable at all, and the intersection of the two would only be devoured by the ferocious tiger.

"As a master of Song, even ink paintings can be so realistic, just like watching a 3D movie. ”

"I don't know if it's an illusion, I actually heard the roar of the tiger, Master Song's attainments in calligraphy and painting are really transcendent. ”

"If this painting is auctioned, it will cost at least five million, right?"

Master Song smiled faintly and handed the painting to Old Man Liu.

"This tiger hunting picture is presented to Mr. Liu, I wish you to be as vigorous as a tiger and hunt all the four ways of wealth. ”

"Okay! good!" Old Man Liu was simply full of praise, even if he went to invite him personally, he might not be able to let Master Song paint it for him.

Old man Liu nodded to his second son Liu Xingcheng again and again, and secretly gave a thumbs up.

"By the way, I heard that there is also a master of calligraphy and painting here, who has a lot of opinions about my brush and ink, I don't know if I can comment on one or two. ”

Master Song suddenly spoke, and the words were directed at someone.

"What, is there another master of calligraphy and painting here?"

"Didn't you hear what Master Song said, the point is that that person actually has a lot of opinions about Master Song's pen and ink, who is so hanging?"

Everyone glanced around, wanting to see who was so arrogant and dared to look down on Master Song.

Liu Changqing also looked at the back row, she couldn't understand, in Zhonghai, Master Song said that he was the second in calligraphy and painting, who dared to call him the first?

Sure enough, Liu Liancheng's face was embarrassed, although Mr. Wang was proficient in treasure appreciation, and his martial arts attainments were unparalleled, but this ink art was definitely not what Mr. Wang was good at.

"What, is this master cowardly? Don't you dare to show up and say something?" Liu Xingcheng said with salt and vinegar.

"Master Song has already finished painting, just waiting for you to comment on one or two. ”

And Liu Liancheng clenched his fists, he had already seen that Liu Xingcheng's hand was just trying to lose his face in front of Old Man Liu.

Suddenly, an abrupt voice rang out from the back row.

"You ...... draw"

"It's rubbish. ”