"What? Do you know? ”

Feng Yi asked with some expectation and some strangeness.

"Uh...... I guess I know each other. Zhao Tianyou said with some embarrassment.

"How's the relationship?" Feng Yi hurriedly asked again.

"Uh......" Zhao Tianyou hesitated for a moment, and then replied, "It's okay." ”

Feng Yi almost didn't think about it, so he hurriedly said: "Then you quickly call her, ask her out, and see if you can be accommodating." ”

Seeing Feng Yi's anxious appearance, Zhao Tianyou hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and when he took out his mobile phone and was about to dial, he remembered one thing, "I'...... I don't think I have her phone number? ”

Feng Yi was stunned, "Didn't you say you knew her?" How come you don't even have a phone number? ”

"We ......" Zhao Tianyou himself felt that this was particularly awkward, but he still had to say, "It's a netizen." ”

"Netizen?" Feng Yi was obviously seriously thundered, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, "Have you never met at all in reality?" ”

"I've seen ......," Zhao Tianyou blinked quickly, "but I didn't ask her for her phone number." ”

"Then you go to the venue and call her out." Feng Yi was really anxious, and his face turned red.

Zhao Tianyou looked at Feng Yi, who was red-faced, "You can't be serious, right?" ”

A minute later, Zhao Tianyou walked back to the auction hall, then walked up to Song Yuchen, smiled and said to her, "Ms. Song, there seems to be a gentleman looking for you outside." ”

Song Yuchen was stunned for a moment, she couldn't figure out what Zhao Tianyou meant, but she didn't dare to refuse, so she could only nod a little nervously, and then followed Zhao Tianyou out.

When he arrived at a place where there was no one outside the auction hall, Song Yuchen asked crampedly, "Brother Tianyou, ...... you Did you come to me specifically? ”

"Yes, I'm here for you." Zhao Tianyou nodded.

When Song Yuchen heard this, he was immediately frightened, "Huh? I...... I didn't tell anyone......"

"Don't worry, I'm not looking for you for this, I'm looking for you today for another matter, I have a friend who asked me to help him draw a picture......" Zhao Tianyou looked around again, and then pinched his head and told the story of "Qiantang Travel Map".

After hearing what Zhao Tianyou said, Song Yuchen was a little relieved, "It turned out that this was the case." ”

However, then, she looked at Zhao Tianyou with some surprise, "You can even draw?" ”

Zhao Tianyou glanced at her angrily, "You don't believe that I can paint, I still don't believe that you are an expert in appreciation?" ”

"How can it be the same, my ability to see paintings is ancestral. You also know that spirit masters need that kind of aura to increase their strength. So, our family has been in this industry since my great-grandfather's generation. On the one hand, it is a hobby, but on the other hand, it is to receive good things, absorb the mental power in them, and enhance the soul. Speaking of this, Song Yuchen sighed a little lonely, "If it weren't for the fact that we only bought and didn't sell like this, which consumed too much of our family's financial resources, our family would not have fallen to this point." ”

"Okay, you don't feel sorry for yourself anymore, let's talk about my business, can you figure out a way to do this?"

Song Yuchen thought for a while and said, "This matter is a bit difficult to do...... Although among the three of us, I have the highest ability to appreciate calligraphy and painting, and the two of them are mainly Seiko miscellaneous and porcelain, but after all, they are all people with a door, and if the charm of the work is not there, I am afraid it will be difficult to hide from their eyes. ”

"My friend said that there is one of them he knows, and now if you are okay, then there is only that Su Wenjie left, do you have a way to deal with him?" Zhao Tianyou said this, and added, "Don't worry, money is not a problem. ”

"I'm afraid not." Song Yuchen shook his head, "Su Wenjie is a well-known stubborn donkey surname, and it can't be done by money alone. However, his ability to appreciate paintings and calligraphy is the worst of the three of us, and if we both say it is true, he probably has no confidence to object. However, there is a premise here, and that is that your thing must really be hard. ”

"Cheng, I know, then I'll talk to my friend first, and then I'll communicate with you when the time comes...... Eh, by the way, you leave me your mobile phone number, otherwise I'm really inconvenient to contact you, I just thought about remembering your home phone last night. ”

After writing down Song Yuchen's phone number, Zhao Tianyou asked her to go back first, after all, she was here to be an appraisal expert today, and it was not good to leave the scene for too long.

As soon as Song Yuchen went back, Feng Yi walked out of the office on the other side, and as soon as he saw Zhao Tianyou, he said worriedly: "I have just inquired, and the auction house has already made a decision to postpone this "Qiantang Travel Map" to the auction, and then decide whether to continue the auction at four o'clock this afternoon." ”

Speaking of this, Feng Yi raised his head again, looked at Zhao Tianyou and asked, "By the way, did you talk to Song Yuchen just now?" ”

"After talking, she promised to help." Zhao Tianyou smiled a little smugly, "How is it?" I'm your lucky star, right? ”

"What about Su Wenjie? Did you ask Song Yuchen if he could get Su Wenjie? Feng Yi asked again.

Zhao Tianyou shook his head, "Song Yuchen said that she couldn't handle it, but she said that Su Wenjie's ability in painting and calligraphy appreciation is worse than her and another expert, as long as the two of them say it's true, Su Wenjie shouldn't say it's fake, right?" ”

"I'm afraid things aren't as rosy as you think." When Feng Yi said this, he breathed a long sigh of relief, "Su Wenjie is my senior brother who studied painting, and I know his level very well, I'm afraid the level of your painting can't pass his level." ”

"It's your senior brother, so why don't you hurry up and go to public relations?" Zhao Tianyou asked strangely.

Feng Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's because I'm a senior brother that I know that he doesn't care about public relations at all." ”

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, so what do you say?" Zhao Tianyou spread his hands and asked.

Feng Yi frowned and thought for a while, then looked at Zhao Tianyou again, and asked, "You said that you always felt that your paintings had no gods, which means that you know what the problem with your paintings is." If you had to redraw it, would you think you might be able to hang it better? ”

Feng Yi's question was almost innocent, and four words flashed in Zhao Tianyou's mind - life and death.

And when these four words appeared in his mind, Zhao Tianyou suddenly felt that there was a subtle feeling in his heart, which made him feel that he was sure to create, rather than completely mechanically copy a painting.

So, he nodded and said, "I can try, but you have to have the paper of the Ming Dynasty, and you have to have all kinds of old tools, do you have all of them?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm eating this line of food, I have all these things, even if I lack them, I can get them for you right away." Feng Yi said, not wasting a minute, and immediately pulled Zhao Tianyou out, "Let's go, let's go to the hotel next door to open a room and start work immediately." ”

"That...... Do I want to say something to Liu Xinyu? ”

"Oh, don't worry, I'll help you cover it, it's all at this time, don't think about her, go, go, go."

After a short time, Zhao Tianyou came to the hotel near the auction house to open a room, Feng Yi prepared all the tools for him in the shortest time, and dropped a sentence: "You have six hours, it depends on you whether to eat or drink porridge this time." "And left.

After Feng Yi left, Zhao Tianyou sat cross-legged on the bed and began to enter the realm of meditation.

As soon as he entered the realm of meditation, Zhao Tianyou once again reimagined the artistic conception of the "Qiantang Travel Map" he saw that day.

When the majestic aura came to his face again, Zhao Tianyou found that this time he felt something different from before.

If it was said that at Liu Xinyu's house that time, he was completely shocked by the momentum of this painting, then Zhao Tianyou at this time felt that there should be some kind of emotion hidden behind this painting in Xiongxiu.

It is this emotion that supports Tang Yin's paintings, which have something that Zhao Tianyou cannot simulate.

What is this emotion? Zhao Tianyou was puzzled, maybe only Tang Yin himself showed up to say that he could be solved. But this is obviously unrealistic, Tang Yin has been dead for hundreds of years.

What to do? After thinking about it, Zhao Tianyou finally came up with a helpless solution, that is, when he was eating at noon, he called Song Yuchen over.

Before walking into the room, Song Yuchen only thought that Zhao Tianyou still wanted to finish what he hadn't done last night, and his heart was full of infinite resistance. It wasn't until she walked into the room and saw that Zhao Tianyou's room was full of various tools that she knew that she had misunderstood, and her heart suddenly relaxed a lot, "What are you doing here?" ”

"I'm going to paint a picture that can pass Su Wenjie." Zhao Tianyou said, looking at his watch, "I only have four hours." ”

"How can you do it in four hours?" Song Yuchen shook his head in disbelief.

"To be exact, I only have two hours, because I have two hours left aside for my friend to post-process."

"It's impossible."

"It's impossible not to say it. I called you here today because I know Tang Yin, except that I know almost nothing about him ordering autumn incense, you are a master of painting and calligraphy appreciation, I think you should still know something about Tang Yin, right? ”

"It's not just understanding, it's just the palm of your hand, what do you want to know?"

"I want to know what kind of person Tang Yin is."

"Does it have anything to do with your drawing?" Song Yuchen asked puzzled.

"Very important." Zhao Tianyou looked at Song Yuchen and said very seriously, "I must feel his heart, I want to know what kind of state his heart is when he paints this painting." Only in this way can I perfectly present the artistic conception of his paintings. ”

When Song Yuchen heard this, he couldn't help but lose his mind, "You ...... Can it really be done? ”

(To be continued)