In the house, Wang Mingyu's grandfather was sitting next to the computer, evaluating the calligraphy written by Wu Qifan.

"Good, good, good, unremarkable, but it feels natural. It's really majestic, out of nature, absolutely amazing! ”

Old Man Mo and Wang Mingyu came in and happened to hear this.

Old Man Mo was a little surprised, what kind of good thing did he see that made this old guy praise so much.

At this time, there is a pair of calligraphy on the computer screen, and I don't feel anything at first glance, and then I look at it and find that it is wrong.

"This word!"

Wang Wenmin turned around, saw Lao Mo coming, and said excitedly: "Come and see, this word is amazing!" It's really amazing!

It's better than the calligraphy of the great calligraphers I've ever seen. ”

Since ancient times, calligraphy and painting have not been separated, although Mo Xiao is not as good as his painting in calligraphy, but it is not bad.

This word is definitely a good word, but it feels a little wrong, which makes him a little confused.

"Who wrote this?"

"A little friend, I don't know the name yet."

Wang Mingyu hurriedly said: "Brother Fan, Wu Qifan, my Brother Fan wrote it." Brother Fan is very powerful, not only can he play calligraphy and painting, but also play musical instruments, sing, cook, and he also opened an Internet company, and people evaluated the market value of his company at billions. ”

Every day it is said that staying at home is not doing business, and Wang Mingyu at this time will certainly not miss the opportunity to popularize science for two or two.

If you can get the support of the two elderly people, you don't have to worry about the pressure from your parents and grandmother in the future.

The second elder was a little surprised when he heard it, a person who could write such a powerful calligraphy was actually quite versatile.

Mo Xiao asked, "Who is this Brother Fan?" ”

Wang Wenmin said: "A young man, in his twenties, listens to this kid, what kind of network anchor is it. Nowadays, young people don't all like the Internet. ”

"Twenties! Are you sure it's written by a young man in his twenties? ”

Mo Xiao didn't believe that calligraphy needs a lot of practice and a certain amount of accumulation to achieve certain achievements.

How is it possible that this kind of writing, which may surpass the master, was actually written by a young man in his twenties?

Wang Mingyu directly controlled the mouse and switched to Wu Qifan's live broadcast room.

"Look, this is my Brother Fan, an absolute genius. Yao Liang's marriage proposal was to ask my brother Fan to play the song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", and I also played it to you, grandpa. ”

When the old man heard this, his old face turned red and he glared at his grandson.

Because of that song, he was kicked out of the house by his wife and slept in the guest room for a few days.

Wu Qifan didn't know that there were two old men who were evaluating his calligraphy and paintings.

"It's almost noon, and the draw will start in a while. Also, don't sell my calligraphy and paintings for money!

I will write a lot in the future, so these calligraphy and paintings may not be of great value until I die.

Well, these paintings shouldn't be of much value. ”

Several of the paintings painted by Wu Qifan are all small animal images, and one of them is still a character in the anime.

Mo Xiao looked at a few paintings in the video, squinting his eyes, staring directly at the screen, and the whole person seemed to be enchanted.

"Artistic conception, artistic conception, I didn't expect anyone to really be able to achieve artistic conception......"

Old Man Wang looked at him and hurriedly shouted, "Old Mo, what's wrong with you?" ”

Old Man Mo said excitedly: "Old guy, the artistic conception, his paintings and words have reached the artistic conception, so it feels very strange." ”

Old Man Wang was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "Impossible! That thing, although it is recorded in ancient books, has never been reached. ”

Old Man Mo explained: "When you first read this word, do you feel ordinary, and then see if there is a change in your heart."

Also, do you look at his paintings, do they look like they are alive? ”

Old Man Wang thought about it, and when he started to read the words, he did have this kind of thought.

Old Man Mo continued: "Looking at it like this now, it doesn't feel deep, if you look at it in person, you will feel even more amazing."

As the old saying goes: self-cultivation, family harmony, governing the country, and leveling the world.

Self-cultivation is to cultivate the body and mind, choose the good and follow, be erudite in literature, and make appointments with courtesy.

And his words can have a subtle impact on people in terms of self-cultivation. ”

When Old Man Wang heard these words, he thought of the records in the ancient books, and looked at Wu Qifan's words again, and felt that it was indeed similar to the records.

"Mingyu, can you contact him and buy these calligraphy and paintings?"

Wang Mingyu stared at the computer screen, and the anime ink painting said: "You can't buy it, but Brother Fan will draw a lottery in a while." You can mobilize your family members and ask them to download Brother Fan's live broadcast software, register an account, and participate in the lottery for a while. ”

Old Man Mo directly took out his mobile phone and began to dial the number, preparing to mobilize his family members to participate in the lottery.

When Mr. Wang saw this, he was not to be outdone, this character and painting must be a good thing, and it must not be missed.

The number of people in Wu Qifan's live broadcast room is still increasing, especially at noon, when some people get off work and learn the news, they quickly turn on their mobile phones.

As a result, the number of people in the live broadcast room has risen from more than 100,000 at the beginning to more than 1 million.

Wu Qifan had to block the barrage, because the barrage was open, and he couldn't see the live broadcast screen at all.

What shocked him even more was that in just a few minutes, the amount of rewards exceeded more than 500,000.

Some people speak directly in the form of rewards because there are too many barrages.

The two old men who were new to live broadcast were already stupid when they looked at the screen.

Wang Mingyu knew that the two old men wanted Wu Qifan's calligraphy and painting very much, but looked at the number of people in the live broadcast room and shook his head.

"Don't think about the two of you, there are too many of them, and the probability of drawing is too small."

Old Man Mo said, "Otherwise, let's go visit this little friend." ”

Wang Mingyu's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Grandpa, this is a good idea, I'll take you there." ”

"Well, it's okay to pay a visit."

"The draw has begun."

The three of them squeezed in front of the computer in an instant, and Wang Mingyu could only give up his position to the two old men, and he held his mobile phone to watch the live broadcast next to him.

"The first lucky audience has been generated, please send me the address and information of this 'Love Has Gone with the Wind' audience."

The guy who was eating instant noodles in an Internet café looked at his ID, then at the announced winning name, and at the system prompt, and jumped up instantly.

"Yay! Haha, I won the lottery, I won the lottery......"

A few guys who were staring at the mobile phone watching the live broadcast heard his voice and immediately raised their heads and looked towards his computer.

When he found out that it was Wu Qifan's live broadcast on his screen, he suddenly showed a depressed expression.

I didn't expect the guy who won the lottery to be in the same Internet café.

After being stopped by the network administrator, the guy quieted down and found that he had received hundreds of friend application messages.

Especially after the application information of some friends, they directly leave a message to make a price and want to buy the words he gets.

When he saw that someone had bid up to 300,000, this guy suddenly became excited.

Although he heard those people say that this calligraphy and painting are very valuable, in fact, he does not believe it at all.

Now that someone really offered it, he realized that this calligraphy and painting was really valuable.

Imperial capital, Wang Mingyu watched his grandfather directly call the price of 300,000, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't speak.

"He agreed."

When Old Man Wang heard this, he immediately became excited.

This painting "good as water" is his favorite of all the words.