"What? Two hundred million! Zhou Chengan was directly stunned, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After a while, I remembered that the two hundred million was the one mentioned by Nan Lao, not this one. This piece of writing is more expensive!

Is it 300 million? Or even 400 million, 500 million?

couldn't help smacking his tongue, Zhou Chengan shook his head involuntarily.

Just kidding, if it was really that expensive, he wouldn't be able to afford it, but the result afterwards was obvious: the elders of the Zhou family would discount both of his legs.

It's not such a defeat to lose the family, the money of the Zhou family is not born, and it is not the so-called scholarly family, just a business family, how can there be such leisure and elegance in calligraphy and painting.

Seeing Zhou Chengan stunned on the spot, it seemed that many people had expected it, and they couldn't help but smile and see his ugly appearance.

Zhou Chengan stepped back and stopped talking, looking extremely embarrassed. Even Luo Yuanqing was also embarrassed, and quietly glanced at Jiang Jingyang, and found that Jiang Jingyang's attention was not on him at all, but looking ahead, and he didn't know whether he was looking at Nan Lao or the top ink treasure.

Nan Lao already knew that Zhou Cheng'an would not be able to answer again, so he smiled freely, and asked Liao Yuanming beside him again: "President Liao, who is this ink treasure from?" Can you let this person meet with the old decay? ”

Liao Yuanming was anxious for a while, there were too many works on display here, and as the president of the Provincial Calligraphy Association, it was impossible for him to review them one by one, so he didn't know whose work it was from.

looked at the place where the "Lanting Collection Preface" was placed, and his eyes were fixed: "Jingyang? ”

Suddenly, Liao Yuanming seemed to remember something, and blurted out: "Li Chengye, this person's work is recommended by you?" ”

Li Chengye was still in a state of shock at this time, he never dreamed that he just felt that this work was not ordinary, different from the masterpieces he had seen before, and he had a deep feeling that every word went into his heart. But who would have thought that Nan Lao would give such a high evaluation, this kind of evaluation can almost be described as terrifying!

So when Liao Yuanming asked, Li Chengye panicked for a moment, then remembered to answer, nodded and said: "Yes, this work was recommended by a member of the association through my hand, and I learned from her mouth that the author of this painting is named Jiang Jingyang." ”

As soon as these words came out, no one else felt anything, only Luo Yuanqing and Zhou Chengan, who were closest to Jiang Jingyang, shook their bodies suddenly, and their eyes immediately fell on Jiang Jingyang in disbelief, with a look of shock and all kinds of incredulity.

"Yes...... Did you write it? Luo Yuanqing couldn't help but ask, regardless of Jiang Jingyang's serious injury, he never took the initiative to talk to him again.

Zhou Chengan smiled unnaturally: "No, it's impossible, Nanqian is the provincial capital, and there are more people with the same name and surname......"

"No, I didn't think about putting it on display."

At this time, if you don't pretend to be forced, Jiang Jingyang coughed lightly, interrupted Zhou Chengan, and nodded very naturally.

Luo Yuanqing was speechless.

Zhou Chengan immediately shut up, his face was shocked, and he couldn't help but pull Luo Yuanqing to take a step back quietly, as if he didn't dare to stand in a straight line with Jiang Jingyang, and he had to be in the back position to feel at ease.

Thinking that he was ashamed to buy this painting just now, Zhou Chengan wanted to slap his mouth, but he never thought that this painting was actually from his fiancée's ex, which made him feel extremely embarrassed than Nan Lao's quotation of 200 million just now.

"Let's go first." Zhou Chengan turned his head sideways and proposed to Luo Yuanqing, he was sitting like a pins and needles at the moment, and he couldn't stay any longer.

"No, I'd like to see it." Luo Yuanqing immediately denied it, and a trace of inexplicable emotion in his heart suddenly began to haunt him, looking at the silhouette of Jiang Jingyang's side face, one stroke at a time, it was like an outline, and he actually gave birth to a throbbing feeling again.

Boxing and marksmanship are amazing, but I never thought that Jiang Jingyang would even write calligraphy so outstandingly, in Nan Lao's praise, it can be described as amazing.

stared at Jiang Jingyang fiercely, a pair of eyes seemed to want to see Jiang Jingyang through and get to know him well. Luo Yuanqing didn't realize it at the moment, his heart was like a deer slamming around, fluttering and beating, faster and faster.

"Is the referrer here?" Liao Yuanming asked at this time.

Before Li Chengye could answer, Zhong Shiya couldn't hold it back, jumped up excitedly, and waved her hand: "Here, I am the recommender, and the author of this work is here, we came together." ”

"Jiang Jingyang?" Nan Lao and the others beside him were stunned at the same time, and quickly cast their eyes on Zhong Shiya's side.

His eyes wandered, as if he was looking for which one was the main one, and many eyes swept over Jiang Jingyang's body four or five times, and he didn't mean to stop.

"He is Jiang Jingyang."

Zhong Shiya pointed to the person beside her, and the eyes of Nan Lao and the others finally fixed on Jiang Jingyang, but the next moment they were surprised, everyone didn't expect that the person who wrote this Mobao would be so young!

After a moment of surprise, Nan Lao stared directly at Jiang Jingyang's pupils and was silent for a long time.

After another moment, I finally had a certain number in my heart, the doubt in my eyes disappeared, my hands gently clenched my fists, and I bowed deeply to Jiang Jingyang, the sincerity of my attitude and the sincerity of my heart were moving.

"Nanze Sheng, I've seen Master Jiang."

I have been engaged in calligraphy for more than 60 years, and my attainments are still not enough for the young man in front of him, even if he is five layers, Nan Lao is happy and convinced.

The scene instantly fell into a silence where the pins could be heard.

Everyone was shocked by Nan Lao's attitude, and one by one, their eyes were surprised, hesitant, or sighing, and they all threw themselves at Jiang Jingyang, and their hearts were all capitalized with the word "service".

Let Nan Lao bow his head willingly, I am afraid that this is the only one in this world.

"Please Master Jiang come over and speak." Nan Lao raised his head and invited respectfully.

Jiang Jingyang smiled, did not shirk, and walked over slowly. Zhong Shiya immediately followed happily, like an excited little bird.

After standing still, Nan Lao said bluntly: "Master Jiang's work is really a top masterpiece, and it is the first in this viewing and evaluation, and it will directly enter Xia Jing to participate in the national competition!" And I believe that even in Xia Jing, if that one doesn't come out, I'm afraid that Master Jiang will still come out on top without any suspense. ”

This time, three works will be selected to participate in Xia Jing's national competition, as long as they enter the top three in the province, whether they are first, second or third, they will be considered shortlisted.

For others, as long as they can be shortlisted, the ranking is no longer important. But for another person, the ranking is related to the happiness of his life, and it can even be said to be the fate of two people's lives!

"Impossible!"

Just after Nan Lao's words, a fair-skinned and clean-skinned young man came out with righteous indignation, his whole body trembling with excitement, and pointed to the "Lanting Collection Preface" on the wall and said, "Why is it the first, isn't mine?" What's wrong with my handwriting? ”

Everyone was stunned and turned their heads one after another.

Na Ming Zhanqing looked stiff for a moment, and then showed a smug smile. And Liao Yuanming, Li Chengye and others showed embarrassment and a hint of regret.

Nan Lao was puzzled, he didn't know who this person was in front of him, and when he was about to ask, Liao Yuanming said in his ear: "This person is Liu Qingming, the person whose work you listed just now is the second." ”

Nan Lao was even more puzzled: "Isn't he also in the top three?" What's the indignation? ”

Liao Yuanming felt regretful, sighed, and told Liu Qingming and Mingyue in a few words about the matter of Liu Qingming and Mingyue, as well as Liu Qingming's gambling agreement with the Ming family.

And at this time, Shiya also leaned to Jiang Jingyang's ear, sighed lightly, and said: "That person's name is Liu Qingming, and he is also a calligraphy leader of the younger generation in our city. ”

Obviously, even she knows the grievances between Liu Qingming and the Ming family, as well as the so-called gambling between calligraphy and love.

Only the first person can hold the beauty. Otherwise, discard.

Frowning slightly, the stubborn Nan Lao shook his head categorically, and said: "Calligraphy, you can't give up the true meaning for the sake of the side. Even if Liu Qingming, a young man, deserves sympathy, I will not go against the original intention of the evaluation and rank his work as the first against my will. Compared with Jiang Jingyang, he is second, and this fact cannot be changed. ”