Fang Zhenbang's suspicion was expected by Chen Jing.

Chen Jing had long known that he would be suspicious.

It's not because Fang Zhenbang was born suspicious and sick, but because this incident itself seems to be a coincidence.

First of all, Liu Jingyu did not like to participate in the auction, this was the first time she came, but she directly bought the "Ordered Post", and secondly, Liu Jingyu did not like calligraphy, and she had no reason to buy this calligraphy.

Fang Zhenbang had reason to suspect that perhaps Liu Jingyu had already known that he was a Nanshan monk, so he took this picture.

The reason why he concealed his identity and participated in the auction with the nickname of Nanshan Jushi was that he didn't want others to know who the owner of this painting was.

Otherwise, if they knew that this painting was actually written by Fang Zhenbang, the rich people present were afraid that they would just want to grab a head, not for anything else, just to slap him down and sell him a good.

But in fact, Fang Zhenbang auctioned the calligraphy for not money.

Money, of course, is not lacking for him.

What he wants is artistic recognition!

He wants to put aside his identity as the head of the Fang family and see if his proud work can be recognized by people? Do you have a bosom friend to appreciate your own art?

And Liu Jingyu, no matter how you look at it, doesn't seem to be this bosom friend.

"Mr. Fang thinks too much" Chen Jing answered, he let go of Liu Jingyu's hand, patted her head gently, and gave her a reassuring look, after this series of intimate actions was completed, he turned around, took over the leadership, and said with a smile: "Nanshan monk is your news, I'm afraid few people know, right?" If the news reaches our ears, there is only one possibility, that is, there is a traitor in the Fang family. ”

In fact, there are only three people who know the true identity of Nanshan monks.

One is Fang Zhenbang himself, the other is the behind-the-scenes boss of the auction house, and the other is his son Fang Jie.

Fang Zhenbang will not doubt himself, nor will he doubt his son, and the behind-the-scenes boss of the auction house is an old friend he has had friends with for many years, and he rarely even appears in Jinghai City, so naturally he will not reveal his identity to outsiders.

"Oh, according to this little brother, it's a complete coincidence?" Fang Zhenbang was a little curious, and looked at the two of them with burning eyes.

Fang Chen Jing was so intimate, and Liu Jingyu did not resist, which shows that even if the relationship between the two is not a couple, it is not far behind.

And now, Chen Jing took the initiative to take over the right to speak, and Liu Jingyu had no opinion, as if he was dominant in this intimate relationship between the two.

This made him can't help but be curious about Chen Jingsheng.

How did this ordinary boy capture Liu Jingyu's heart? The most incredible thing is that Liu Jingyu is so obedient.

"I don't think it's a coincidence, it's fate." Chen Jing changed his words, took the initiative to step forward, pulled a chair and sat down, looking very casual.

He knew Fang Zhenbang and knew that the other party would not be dissatisfied with this slightly casual action, but would look up to him because of it.

"Fate? How so? Fang Zhenbang leaned forward and asked with interest.

"To be honest, I meant to participate in the auction, and Yuyu just came with me." Chen Jing explained without a trace the question of why Liu Jingyu came suddenly, and then continued: "Among so many auction items, there are not many things that can interest me, and "Ordered Post" is the only one, isn't this fate? ”

"You appreciate my words?" Fang Zhenbang asked quietly.

"No, no, no." Chen Jing stretched out his finger and shook it, and said, "I bought this painting, not because I appreciate it, but because I want to see how rotten this painting is!" ”

"What did you say?" Fang Zhenbang's face instantly became ugly.

People are like this, if Chen Jing says that he appreciates and likes it, Fang Zhenbang will not have any pleasure.

Because it was taken for granted in his eyes.

He is the head of the dignified family, and after knowing his identity, he will naturally be touted by the flesh.

He's used to it for a long time.

But he didn't expect that Chen Jing would actually do the opposite, instead of praising him, he said that his writing was bad!

Praise him for being good, he is indifferent, saying that he is bad, will instantly anger him!

"Isn't it? This painting seems to be regular, but in fact it only emphasizes its shape, but has no god, compared with the original order, it can be called a world of difference. Chen Jing didn't seem to know that the sky was high and the earth was thick, and he still criticized it vigorously.

Liu Jingyu didn't know how many glances she made, she was completely frightened by this bold guy.

Today's purpose is to win over Fang Zhenbang, but if it goes on like this, let alone wooing, you can already burn high incense without making enemies.

"Young man, how old you are to dare to judge my writing." Fang Zhenbang was obviously angry, his proud work was worthless by him, he hadn't suffered such humiliation for some years!

"Judging Fang Zong's words, it has nothing to do with how old I am, the important thing is that I think I am qualified to say so." Chen Jing didn't mean to bow his head at all, and said: "First, the "Ordered Post" is already my thing, I judge my thing, it is justified, and second, good is good, bad is bad, if Fang is not convinced, just give it a try!" ”

"You mean to say that you want to write a word by your own hand and convince me?" Fang Zhenbang raised his eyebrows.

"If Fang always wants to see it." Chen Jing said lightly.

"Good!" Fang Zhenbang looked at him deeply: "I want to see if you are talking wildly, or if you really have some ability!" ”

As soon as he waved his hand, someone had already taken the four treasures of the study.

Fang Zhenbang got up, put his hands behind his back, and put on a serious posture of observation.

Liu Jingyu also held her breath and stood aside worriedly.

Now the situation is clear......

If Chen Jing's words can't satisfy Fang Zhenbang, then he will inevitably offend the number one boss in Jinghai City.

When the time comes, 100% of the Liu family will be implicated!

Thinking of this, Liu Jingyu regretted it very much, she knew that this bastard was so bold, how could she listen to him.

This is simply a big gamble, once the bet is lost, no one can afford the consequences.

But Chen Jing didn't feel any pressure.

He rolled up his sleeves and meditated for a minute, then picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and dropped it.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

At the moment when he put down the pen, Fang Zhenbang showed a solemn expression.

Any calligrapher who has been immersed in calligraphy for many years, at the moment of writing, his spirit will be integrated with the words in the pen, which is often said to be charm.

Words are like people, words are like faces, and people's charm can be communicated with the words in the pen.

The pen walks on the snow-white paper.

It's still "Ordered Post", but the taste of writing is completely different.

Fang Zhenbang's words have their own appearance and lack charm.

Yan Zhenqing's true handwriting has already been achieved, and the handwriting contains the determination that he knew that he would die, but he was unwilling to disobey his orders and was willing to go forward.

And Chen Jing's words are full of strong self-confidence and amazing edge, just like if I go, I will inevitably win a big victory, step on the sky, kill Yama, people block and kill God, Buddha block and kill Buddha!

Judgment from above.

Fang Zhenbang was convinced, deeply convinced.

He knows that Chen Jing's calligraphy attainments are already extraordinary, he can integrate his spirit into calligraphy and write "Ordered Post", I don't know how high the level is higher than him, even if it is better than Yan Zhenqing himself, I am afraid that it is even better.

It's like a book saint in the world.

"It's hard to imagine that Your Excellency is so young, but you already have such a terrifying calligraphy attainment, I retract what I said before, the one who achieves it comes first, with Your Excellency's attainments, of course, you have the qualifications to criticize me." Fang Zhenbang was convinced, and even his title changed.

Of course, he wouldn't know that Chen Jing looked young, but he was actually an old monster who had lived for three thousand years.

The great calligraphers of ancient times were only a few decades of life, and the time they spent on calligraphy and painting was less than one-tenth of Chen Jing's.

Not to mention that Chen Jing's talent is good, even if his talent is average, with a lot of time accumulation, he will become a generation of grandmasters.

Fang Zhenbang is a true calligraphy lover, as he said, the master comes first, after Chen Jing showed his terrifying calligraphy strength, he no longer got angry, but regarded Chen Jing as a distinguished guest.

When talking to him, he already regarded the positions of the two sides as equal, and in his words, he mostly asked for advice.

Half an hour later, Fang Zhenbang had already regarded Chen Jing as a New Year's friend, and he was not tired of it at all, but had the meaning of a long talk.

There is no way, the problems he encountered in calligraphy, in Chen Jing's opinion, are not a problem, just a few words, can make him suddenly realize.

And Liu Jingyu on the side had already looked stupid, and there was a bright light flashing in his eyes, as if he was attracted by a magnet, and he stuck to Chen Jing.

At this time, Chen Jing suddenly waved his hand with an attitude of command.

"Yu Yu, Mr. Fang and I still have some things to discuss, you go out and wait for me first."