"I'll see!"

Lu Yufei paid attention to what pen style, and when she heard the sound, she thought about reading the words.

The more he looked at it, the more solemn he became, and his eyes sparkled.

Calligraphy and painting are not separated, and the calligraphy of most painters, although not at its peak, must be different.

She has a high level of appreciation, so she naturally knows how far Leng Yi's calligraphy has reached.

"Self-contained, brass and iron bones! Good calligraphy! No, I have to let him teach me calligraphy!"

It took Lu Yufei a long time to come back to her senses from the two words, with a yearning on her face.

The body turned, looking for Leng Yi's figure.

I couldn't find it, and I suddenly remembered that I wanted to find a calligraphy and painting master, Bai Minsheng!

"These two words, it is estimated that they can be sold for a lot of money, hehe, I have earned it!"

The staff who stopped Leng Yi and the two, the fat one, had a profiteer-like smile on his face.

"Don't think about beautiful things, that's a person's name, if you pursue it, you won't be able to eat and walk around!"

The staff sitting at the table never took their eyes off the signature sheet, and said angrily.

Precious things should be preserved, and when they are truly famous, they will be more valuable!

This is the true portrayal of his heart!

What kind of thoughts they turned, Leng Yi didn't know.

At this moment, I walked out of the bathroom refreshed, and I only felt comfortable.

It's been too long!

walked towards the exhibition with a relaxed face, looking for Lu Yufei.

His eyes skimmed over the various calligraphy and paintings on display next to him, and he couldn't help but shake his head, the level was too poor.

Since learning the god-level painting technique and learning the small seal calligraphy, the appreciation of calligraphy and painting has improved a lot.

It doesn't have any effect, the gaze doesn't stay on it, it flashes.

Finally, in front of the rostrum, I saw Lu Yufei standing next to an old man.

The old man was very rich, with long gray hair, meticulously combed, and gold-rimmed glasses.

He wears a white shirt, black trousers, and coffee-colored leather shoes.

With a smile on his face, he looked at the people around him and talked loudly.

He is the center of attention.

The people next to him are either rich or expensive, and they are not simple.

Leng Yi did not have the habit of joining in the fun, standing at a booth not far from the rostrum, looking at the calligraphy and paintings on it.

"Boy, look at it, don't move! It's broken, you can't afford it!"

Leng Yi was just about to pick it up and point out a few words, when a young man in the booth spoke very unceremoniously.

With long hair, dyed pink nails, and a bells and whistles shirt, she looks like a sissy no matter how she looks.

"It's strange, how did the gatekeeper let such a shabby person in?

A girl next to her was dressed innocently, but her lips were extremely thin, and her words were even more scathing.

Leng Yi frowned slightly and shook his head.

"As far as the way you speak, I feel insulted by the word elegance! Look at your words again, they are crooked, and the pen is frivolous, just like kidney deficiency!"

Evaluating their behavior, he despised the handwriting and walked to the side.

"Stop, boy, do you dare to say it again, who do you say has kidney deficiency!"

The pigtailed man pointed at Leng Yi and shouted loudly.

If you are a man, you can't stand being told in public that you have kidney deficiency!

Even if he dresses like a sissy, he's a man!

In a word, focus all the attention of the people around you.

Even the eight people on the rostrum not far away stopped laughing and turned their attention.

"You're stuffed with chicken feathers in your ears, and you're still hearing loss. When I say this, it's like kidney deficiency!

Leng Yi glanced at him contemptuously, picked up a piece of writing on the booth, and said loudly.

"Who is this kid? That's the handwriting of the master Liu Changfeng, that's the evaluation?"

"Master Liu learns the willow style, has the style of the European body, the round face of the body, the pen is categorical, clean and neat, the pen is strong and sharp, and the structure is rigorous!

"A word from the master, at least a million, what does this kid think?"

If Leng Yi said that the young man had kidney deficiency, the people around him only regarded it as a joke, but if he said Liu Changfeng's handwriting, he was counted down one after another.

"Bai Lao, I'll go and see the situation, it's indecent!"

Standing on the rostrum, an old man with a white beard saw this scene and hurriedly said goodbye to Bai Minsheng.

"Master, let's go and have a look. After all, it's a calligraphy and painting exhibition, and if there is a conflict, it's not good for anyone's face!"

Lu Yufei, who was following him, saw Leng Yi in the crowd, and immediately became calm. Rolling his eyes, he said to Master.

"Let's go, let's go and see, young people now, alas!"

Bai Minsheng's face was not good-looking, and he was quite dissatisfied with them.

The exhibition of calligraphy and painting is a hall of elegance.

But today's young people are competitive and cause all kinds of chaos.

Not far away, down the steps is Liu Changfeng's booth, a few people came over, and the rest of the people got out of the way.

"Hehe, boy, I told you, you can't touch this handwriting, at least one million, you can't afford to pay for it! My master's handwriting is famous and extraordinary, how can it be the person with kidney deficiency you said!"

The pigtailed man's face was full of disdainful smiles, mocking Leng Yi's ignorance.

"I don't know where you got the guts, dare to say that my teacher's words are not good! Young age, don't talk nonsense, this is an elegant place, not a place for you to make trouble!"

The thin-lipped woman next to her, with great disdain on her face, said directly.

She saw a group of people coming over on the rostrum and deliberately speaking.

"Hehe, you think a million, I think bullshit is not as good! Give it to me for nothing, I dislike it is dirty, it is not as good as toilet paper!

Leng Yi's words were very weighty, full of disdain and disgust.

"This kid is too proud!"

"A million wipe your ass, pretend to be forced to fly, Master Liu will definitely teach him a good lesson!"

"These days, in order to attract attention, everything is done. To slander a generation of calligraphers, he is going to be kicked out!"

Hearing him speak loudly, everyone around him started to talk about it.

unanimously felt that he was here to make trouble, grandstanding!

"Young man, you can eat as much as you want, but you can't talk nonsense. You think my words are not good, you can not buy it, why do you comment so much!"

Liu Changfeng, whose beard was white, stepped across the crowd, faced Leng Yi, and said in a deep voice.

"Master!"

The old man appeared, with a man with big braids and a woman with thin lips, and hurriedly bowed and saluted, showing a very high level of etiquette.

"Yo, are you quite polite? When I was about to read just now, how did you speak so badly? Pretending to be a dog!"

Seeing the attitude of the two people, Leng Yi sneered on his face and scolded unceremoniously.

As for Master Liu, he didn't even take care of it.

"You ......"

The pigtailed man wanted to question arrogantly, but because the master was by his side, he endured it again.

There was endless anger in his eyes.

"Young man, I'm talking to you!"

Liu Changfeng also lost his temper, and it was the first time in the exhibition that someone did not give him face, and he was a deaf ear!