"If you don't know your own heart, it is useless to study the Fa; knowing your own heart is seeing your own nature." br>

Sixteen characters, one volume of calligraphy.

This is what Wang Yong took out.

And what made all the members of the program group sluggish and short of breath was the signing at the end of the calligraphy.

Wang Hongjin!

Ji Xianlin!

Nan Huai Jin!

The signatures of three masters of Chinese culture!

These sixteen words were actually completed by the three masters!

The value of this character alone is immeasurable. Not to mention that the three masters of Chinese culture have all passed away and have become out of print!

When Feng Kui saw this painting, his whole body trembled: "This ...... This...... This is the only time that the three masters have written together! If someone else had taken it out, we would never have believed it. But if Mr. Wang takes it out, no one will doubt it!"

The producer's eyes were also straight: "Mr. Wang, how much does this piece cost?"

"Mr. Wang, I can't afford it, but can I take a photo?

Do you take one of the top 10 TV stations in China to play one yuan to grab the treasure, or are you in prime time, believe it or not, the director tore you up on the spot?

Even if the director doesn't object, he will laugh off the big teeth of his peers!

Feng Kui's face was embarrassed, he coughed lightly, and persuaded, "Teacher Wang, is your decision too hasty?"

Wang Yong's expression was straight, and he said righteously: "For the sake of the future of the country, for the sake of the rebirth of the nation, and for the sake of the millions of children who cannot afford to go to school, eat, or wear warm clothes, I am willing to sacrifice my own interests!"

Feng Kui's forehead darkened, who said that your donation was sloppy? It was your idea of winning the treasure for one yuan that was sloppy!

"Mr. Wang, there has never been a prime-time broadcast on this TV station to capture the treasure for one yuan! Why don't you think about it again?"

"Don't think about it! I'll be responsible for anything wrong!" Wang Yong patted his chest and promised.

Helpless, Feng Kui could only reluctantly agree, and then everyone made a simple plan and reported it to the director.

When the director saw this plan, he also had a headache. If Wang Yong hadn't brought it up, he would have thrown it in the other party's face and told the other party to get out.

But Wang Yong can't.

After thinking for half an hour, the director agreed with concern.

And when it was time to get off work, the director slipped through the back door in a hurry.

He was afraid that others would see Yanjingtai doing this kind of thing in prime time, and he would be ashamed!

on Weibo.

The popularity of "The Sword of Chinese Studies" has not waned, and with the imminent start of the broadcast, everyone's discussion has become more and more enthusiastic.

It's just that at this moment, suddenly an explosive message exploded on Weibo.

"Mr. Huaxia Good" program team will hold a one-yuan treasure hunting charity night event! Only one yuan is needed to participate in the charity auction! In addition to the traditional love crazy 7 mobile phone and laptop, there is also a heavyweight auction friend who was stunned when he saw it.

"My God, that calligraphy is so big! The co-authors of the three deceased masters were thrilled, along with countless rich and powerful people.