Qi Yucheng let out a faint "um", and the young man picked up the teacup on Qi Yucheng's table and went out.

When Xiao Young came back with a teacup, Qi Yucheng had already seen a few works, and Xiao Young asked in a low voice: "Old Qi, are there any outstanding?" ”

Qi Yucheng said lightly: "Jiangyang is powerful in poetry, calligraphy and art, and it is still a little bit different." ”

The young man took the work he had already seen aside, and rolled it up again.

When Qi Yucheng saw the paper tube on the table almost finished, he took out a bunch of them from the box, and two of the works were actually framed.

He put the two framed scrolls in front of Qi Yucheng and said, "Old Qi, why don't you take a look at these two first?" ”

Qi Yucheng looked at it and smiled: "This major, then look at this first, maybe there will be a surprise?" ”

I opened one of them at a young age, but it was a painting.

Qi Yucheng pushed his glasses: "It's a sketch...... Hey, that's interesting. ”

As soon as he looked at it, he felt a sense of peace and tranquility, and liveliness.

"This is good, this is good, not only is the pen delicate, but the characters and animals in it are also alive. That's it...... This is a spell, right? It's a bit of a play. ”

Xiao Young said: "I think this is quite interesting, this is the meaning of Tang Seng reciting the mantra, right?" ”

Qi Yucheng smiled and said: "It seems that you young people still have a common language, let me see, how old is the painting of this work......"

Qi Yucheng glanced at the payment place, hesitated, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, put them on again, and after a while, he said: "Fan Zhe, come and see, is the payment on this six or sixteen years old?" ”

Fan Zhe took a closer look and said, "It's written at the age of six...... Wait, six years old? ”

"Isn't this playing the piano indiscriminately?" Qi Yucheng patted the table and said, "Now these people, do you still think that it was ten or twenty years ago, and this thing can also be faked?" Even if you want to fake, make it reasonable, a six-year-old doll can draw such a picture? ”

"How do the people of the Jiangyang Education Commission check it? Didn't you see such an obvious omission? Fan Zhe, you should call the Jiangyang Education Committee now and ask them, is it because they are not meticulous in their work? Or is there some mess in there? ”

"I'll fight it."

Fan Zhe found the address book, flipped to the phone number of the Jiangyang Education Commission, and dialed it.

"Hey, is it the Jiangyang Education Commission office? This is the office of the Jiangzhou Education Commission, my name is Fan Zhe. ”

"Yes, yes, I want to ask, which comrade of the Jiangyang Education Committee is in charge of this children's calligraphy and painting competition?"

"Is it Director Yang Zhongyuan? Then please ask Director Yang Zhongyuan to answer the phone. ”

"What? Went to the countryside to inspect and investigate? ”

Jiang Yang happened to be Wu Congwen who answered the phone here, and he had a faint score in his heart, and said: "Comrade Fan Zhe, if you have anything to tell me, I will tell you when Director Yang comes back." ”

"What? You ask the picture of "Cat Playing Hedgehog"? Yes, it was selected by us Jiangyang. ”

"What? Careless? No no! Absolutely nothing! We carefully review every work! ”

Fan Zhe frowned and said: "Since every work has been carefully reviewed, why haven't you even seen such a big omission?" The author of "Cat Play Hedgehog Picture" is a six-year-old child in preschool, do you think this is possible? Comrade Wu Congwen, don't make a mistake. ”

Wu Congwen took the microphone and rolled his eyes, he knew that if Lin Qinghe's calligraphy and paintings were sent to the city, something like this would definitely happen.

He said: "Comrade Fan Zhe, in fact, we couldn't believe it when we saw it at first, and we also invited Lin Qinghe's children to come to the Education Committee and personally assess it. ”

"Yes, yes, in front of me and Director Yang, I personally assessed it. If I wrote a word and drew it, I only drew the cat on "Cat Playing Hedgehog". If we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, we wouldn't have recommended it to the city. ”

When Fan Zhe heard this, his face was surprised, Qi Yucheng also heard the voice in the microphone, got up and took the microphone, and said, "Comrade Wu Congwen, I am Qi Yucheng." ”

"Ah, Elder Qi, hello, hello."

Qi Yucheng is the old director of the Municipal Education Commission, and when he got older, he took a back seat and was responsible for some relatively idle things.

Because of his hobby of calligraphy and art, he took over the job of preliminary examination.

In the education committee system, even if he has never seen Qi Yucheng, but he has heard of his name, although Qi Yucheng is not in front of him, Wu Congwen still straightens his chest and abdomen and stands straight.

Qi Yucheng said solemnly: "Comrade Wu Congwen, can you guarantee that this "Cat Playing Hedgehog Picture" is really painted by this six-year-old doll named Lin Qinghe?" ”

"I promise!" Wu Congwen paused for a moment and said, "This Lin Qinghe child was accepted as a disciple by our Director Yang some time ago, just after Director Yang and I assessed her on the spot. ”

"On the day of the apprenticeship ceremony, many comrades from our Jiangyang Calligraphy Association went to participate, and Lin Qinghe's children also wrote a word on the spot, and Chairman Jiang Huaiguo Jiang said that she was very talented."

"Yes, yes, Lin Qinghe's children also have a calligraphy work "Ai Lian Said" also participated in this competition."

"Okay, okay, I'll tell our Director Yang."

Here, Qi Yucheng hung up the phone and said, "Look for it, that Lin Qinghe still has a calligraphy work." ”

Fan Zhe thought for a while, picked up another framed scroll, and said, "I took a look, only these two are framed, and they should be the same person." ”

He opened the scroll and saw that it was indeed "Ai Lian Said".

However, the word ......

He gasped, although the sketch was also very good, but for the Chinese people, calligraphy and Chinese painting were more important, and now, seeing this "Ai Lian Said", he couldn't believe it even more.

Can a six-year-old child really write such words?

Qi Yucheng's face was not very good: "Fan Zhe, do you think what Wu Congwen said is not credible?" ”

Fan Zhe looked at the words in his hand and said with a wry smile: "If it is from my heart, I don't want to believe it, after all, this is too incredible!" A six-year-old doll can write such words? This word, even if it is placed on a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, requires a certain talent to be able to write it. ”

Qi Yucheng nodded, he thought the same way.

In fact, the few talented children he knows of in the junior group are almost at this level.

Fan Zhedao: "However, since Wu Congwen said that Lin Qinghe used to write in front of many members of the Jiangyang Calligraphy Association, then I think there should be no fraud, and everyone from the association can't help to fake together, right?" ”

Qi Yucheng said: "I'll call Lao Jiang." ”