After hanging up the phone, Fang Yang carefully put Shoushan Shi back into the wooden box, sat on the bed and pondered, thinking that it was the first time he went to Professor Yan's house as a guest, and he was still asking for others, and it would definitely be inappropriate to come to the door empty-handed, but Professor Yan is a respected academic leader, and he generally has a habit of moral cleanliness, and if he rashly brings gifts such as cigarettes, alcohol and tea to the door, he may even make him unhappy.

Fang Yang suddenly thought of Professor Yan's request for words from Master Bai Yan last night, and suddenly had a plan in his heart, stood up and walked out the door.

Fang Yang carried the wooden box containing the Shoushan stone with him, this stone was too important to him at this stage, and he couldn't miss it in the slightest.

Fang Yang first found a small noodle restaurant and asked for a big bowl of beef knife-cut noodles to fill his stomach, and then walked to the "Rongyi Stationery City" to the west of the train station. After a long walk around the stationery city, Fang Yang carefully selected and bought pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other utensils, and returned to the small hotel again.

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Seven fifty p.m.

Fang Yang appeared in the faculty community of Rong University - Yiyuan with a black plastic bag. The expert building where Professor Yan lives is located in the center of the Yiyuan community, facing the central garden of the community.

After ringing the doorbell, soon the door opened, and an old lady with gray hair and kind eyes opened the door, and when she saw Fang Yang, there was a puzzled look on her face.

Fang Yang hurriedly said:

"Hello, Master! I'm a student of Professor Yan, and I made an appointment to visit him in the evening! ”

In his previous life, Professor Yan was also one of Fang Yang's personal teachers, so his wife was also very familiar with Fang Yang, but in this world, she and Fang Yang met for the first time.

"It's Fang Yang here! Come on in! Professor Yan's hearty voice came from the living room. The master smiled kindly when she heard this, and personally brought a pair of slippers for Fang Yang, Fang Yang said that he didn't dare to do it, and after changing his shoes, he came to the living room with a plastic bag.

Professor Yan's living room is sixty or seventy square meters, in front of the corner sofa, is a huge solid wood root carved coffee table, Professor Yan is sitting in the middle, making kung fu tea with his own hands, there are three people sitting on both sides, several people talk very happily.

Seeing Fang Yang come in, Professor Yan greeted warmly:

"Come on, come on, Fang Yang, sit here!"

"Thank you, teacher!" After Fang Yang thanked him politely, he nodded and said hello to the other three people present before sitting down on the sofa.

Professor Yan smiled and said, "Let me introduce you first!" This is my student Fang Yang! He has studied international law in depth and has some unique insights! Of course, he also has an identity, as soon as I say it, everyone will understand, in yesterday's Rongcheng College Calligraphy and Painting Competition, Fang Yang won the gold medal! ”

When an energetic old man who had been sitting on the left side of Professor Yan heard this, he couldn't help but show a very surprised look, he glanced at Fang Yang deeply, and said:

"Oh? Lad! It turns out that you are the closed disciple of Bai Lao Xin! I said, how do you feel familiar when you hear your name! ”

Professor Yan pointed to the old man and said to Fang Yang:

"Fang Yang, this is the honorary president of the Rongcheng Shoushan Stone Research Association, the famous carving master Liu Quanshu!"

Fang Yang hurriedly got up to salute, in the afternoon, the profiteers of Qishiju sold his inferior Shoushan stone carvings in the name of Liu Quanshu, and he didn't expect to see the real person in the evening. Liu Quanshu also nodded to Fang Yang with a smile.

"This is Cui Jianguo, chairman of Huanyu Group, we have been Tibetan friends for many years!" Professor Yan pointed to another middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, with a big back and a natural smile line on his face.

Fang Yang also got up and nodded to Cui Jianguo. Fang Yang of Huanyu Group knew that in his previous life, this group was one of the top private enterprises in Rongcheng City, and he had always been a major profit and tax maker in Rongcheng City and even Southeast Province, Fang Hongda had taken him to attend some banquets, and Fang Yang and this Cui Jianguo had also met a few times in his previous life, no wonder Fang Yang felt that he was a little familiar when he entered the door just now.

Cui Jianguo said with a smile:

"Little brother, I've admired Master Bai Yan for a long time! It's a pity that he came and went in a hurry this time! Next time you have the opportunity, you must help me introduce you! ”

Fang Yang smiled noncommittally, neither rudely nor lightly making promises.

Cui Jianguo had always wanted to ask for a calligraphy and painting of Master Bai Yan, but he didn't have any way in the capital, so when he saw Fang Yang, he couldn't help but say this half-jokingly. Of course, Cui Jianguo just said that, and he didn't expect Fang Yang to pat his chest and guarantee him when he met Fang Yang for the first time.

"This is Lao Liu's high feet, Zhao Xingmin Zhao Boss of Wenshan Pavilion, and his business is also very big, and now the branches of Wenshan Pavilion have been opened to Panjiayuan in the capital!" Of course, Professor Yan knew Fang Yang's thoughts, and in order to avoid the embarrassment of Fang Yang and Cui Jianguo, he quickly introduced the last guest to Fang Yang.

Zhao Xingmin looked thirty-five or sixteen years old, thin and tall, and looked very shrewd and capable, after listening to Professor Yan's words, Zhao Xingmin hurriedly replied with a smile:

"Old Yan, you have won the prize!"

Professor Yan smiled and waved his hand, turned his head to Fang Yang and said:

"Fang Yang! You said on the phone that there is a Shoushan stone to identify, tonight you are lucky, Lao Liu is an authoritative expert in this area, and Jianguo's attainments in Shoushan stone are also very high! Take it out and let these experts do it for you! ”

Cui Jianguo hurriedly said modestly:

"In front of Elder Yan, I am just a primary school student, how dare I call an expert!"

Fang Yang smiled and stood up, but first took out a long carton from the plastic bag and said to Professor Yan:

"Teacher, the student is coming to the door for the first time, this picture is a little bit of the student's heart, please be sure to accept it!"

"Oh?" Professor Yan once again showed a look of surprise, glanced at Liu Quanshu, and said half-jokingly, "Then open it and take a look!" I don't want it if the words are bad! ”

Fang Yang nodded, respectfully presented the carton with both hands, and Professor Yan opened the carton, inside was a rolled piece of rice paper, tied with a red ribbon. Professor Yan untied the ribbon and slowly unfolded the paper on the coffee table, and Liu Quanshu and Cui Jianguo also came over curiously.

When Professor Yan's eyes fell on the paper, his eyes suddenly froze, and his eyes showed an extremely shocked look, Liu Quanshu and Cui Jianguo were not much better, especially Liu Quanshu, whose face was full of excitement, and his fingers were constantly scratching.

Zhao Xingmin, who was standing a little farther away, saw that the three of them were so expressed, his curiosity increased greatly, and he also stepped forward to take a look, only to see that the rice paper was about a foot square, and the four big characters on the book were "peach and plum fragrance", at first glance, Zhao Xingmin suddenly felt a heavy breath rushing to his face, only to see that these four words seemed to have life, at a glance, like four beating notes, exuding a strong spirituality.

After a while, Professor Yan reluctantly took his eyes off the rice paper, sighed and said:

"Fang Yang, your gift is too valuable! I can't take it! ”

Professor Yan only got a piece of writing from Master Bai Yan last night, and he spent almost the whole day in the study today, looking at the precious handwriting and couldn't put it down, so as soon as he saw the painting brought by Fang Yang, Professor Yan recognized it at a glance and it was the same as the character of Bai Lao last night, both in terms of glyph and charm.

Liu Quanshu also nodded and said:

"Yes! The authentic handwriting of Master Bai Yan has become less and less in recent years, young man, this painting is priceless! ”

Cui Jianguo looked at the painting, his eyes showed eagerness, and he wanted to speak several times, he wanted to ask Fang Yang for this painting, but because Fang Yang had already said that it was a gift to Professor Yan, he naturally couldn't speak, but his heart was tickled.

Seeing this, Fang Yang said with a smile:

"Teacher, Master Liu, Mr. Cui, you all misunderstood, this painting is not the teacher's authentic handwriting, but the student's copying work."

One word stirred up a thousand waves.

As soon as Professor Yan and the others heard Fang Yang's words, they all showed a look of disbelief, just now they had carefully studied this character, the structure of the frame and the style of the pen movement are absolutely the same as Master Bai Yan, and the most important thing is that the thick atmosphere and rich spirituality that this character exudes as a whole are almost the patent of Master Bai Yan, and so far I have not heard that anyone can imitate this spirituality.

No number of famous masters can do it, not to mention that Fang Yang is only a college student in his early twenties, although he is the personal disciple of Master Bai Yan, but you must know that he only entered the master's door yesterday! How could it be possible to imitate Master Bai Yan's words overnight?

What they didn't know was that Fang Yang's comprehension in calligraphy was really a genius, and in his previous life, even Master Bai Yan was full of praise, saying that Fang Yang was the one who had the most thorough understanding of the essence of his calligraphy among his many disciples, and there was no one.

But in the eyes of Professor Yan and others, it must have been Fang Yang who asked Master Bai Yan for this painting and wanted to transfer it to Professor Yan, but he was afraid that the professor would not accept it, so he lied that he copied it himself.

Professor Yan was a little puzzled in his heart, Fang Yang obviously knew that he had already asked for a pair of authentic Baiyan works last night, although Professor Yan would not be too many such treasures, but Fang Yang would not be able to send another one in this case.

Liu Quanshu said it more tactfully, he said:

"Xiao Fang! Respect for the teacher This is a very good character, we can understand your feelings, but this painting is too precious, with my understanding of Lao Yan, he will never accept it! ”

Professor Yan nodded approvingly. Although neither of them mentioned anything about copying, the meaning of their words was clear that they didn't believe Fang Yang.

Fang Yang had already expected this reaction from everyone, so he smiled and said to Professor Yan:

"Teacher, the student wants to borrow your study room!"

Although Professor Yan didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Fang Yang's gourd, he still nodded and agreed, and he led the way in front and led everyone into the study.

Professor Yan's study is very large, larger than the bedroom of most people's homes. Because his collection of books is extremely rich, except for the window side, the other three walls are arranged with large bookshelves up to the ceiling, on which all kinds of books are neatly arranged. A copy of The Law of Armed Conflict was placed on the professor's desk, and it was also densely packed with reading notes.

There were all kinds of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones in the professor's study, Fang Yang smiled and walked straight over to start grinding ink in the face of everyone's consulted eyes.

After a while, Professor Yan's quaint inkstone was filled with freshly ground ink, Fang Yang placed the pair of words on the table, flattened it with a paperweight, and then selected a wolf's hair, and after absorbing enough ink on the inkstone, Fang Yang dropped towards the character without saying a word......

"Fang Yang!" Everyone exclaimed in unison, but they didn't have time to stop it, they could only watch Fang Yang's brush fall on the paper! Cui Jianguo showed an extremely heartbroken expression on his face, thinking that this kid had ruined a priceless calligraphy treasure!

There are only four big characters on the rice paper, "peach and plum fragrance", and there is no signature and no seal, but the style of Master Bai Yan's works is too strong, so even so, Professor Yan and the others still firmly believe that this is the real work of Master Bai Yan. At this time, what Fang Yang wrote was the part of the inscription.

Fang Yang wrote down three columns of small characters like "Severe Teacher Axe Correct Student Fang Yang Jingshang Gengyin Year April Twenty-first Day", and then threw the pen and looked at everyone with a smile.

Professor Yan and the others looked at the desktop with a painful face, and when they saw these lines, they were stunned......

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