Yan muscles and willow bones, "Yan" is Yan Zhenqing, and "Liu" is Liu Gongquan.

These two are both famous regular script masters in the history of ancient Chinese calligraphy.

Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy is thick and clumsy, and Jin Jian is free and easy.

Liu Gongquan's calligraphy is angular, and his bones are strong.

So, that's a particularly good review.

One word is good, two words are good, and three words are very good.

This is Xia Xiaoqing's royal translator.

The hall owner was reluctant to give up on this ink treasure, and Si Muqing also complied with him, "Hall master, this pair of words is left here." ”

"Really?" The hall owner was very excited, just waiting for Si Muqing's words, but he still had to pretend to be embarrassed, he pretended to be tired.

There are all kinds of idiots in the world, music idiots, dance idiots, etc., and the owner of the museum is this kind of person who is obsessed with good calligraphy.

Si Muqing nodded, and the owner's hanging heart finally put it down, "Catch up with Ming'er, I'll find someone to customize a glass cabinet and put it in the most central position of the museum for exhibition." ”

"Exhibition, isn't it?"

Xia Qing was stunned, there are many masterpieces of the ancients here.

"Miss Xia doesn't know, in addition to the ancient museum, we also have the modern master museum, and Mr. Si's works are also well-known in our calligraphy world."

"Huh?" Xia Qing glanced at Si Muqing suspiciously, and then looked at the pavilion owner, this is too unreal, right?

In the past, she always thought that painting, as well as the study, was either to eat old food, or to eat life and death food, or that person was old or hanging, and the original work would suddenly become famous.

But Si Muqing obviously doesn't belong to these two, he is still so young.

As soon as the curator saw her incredulous face, he began to talk exaggeratedly, "Has Miss Xia seen the recent news?" Isn't it some time ago that a painting by a painter sold for this amount? ”

The curator made a gesture.

Xia Qing nodded, "I know, the media has been overwhelmingly reporting recently. ”

Turning talent into value is the dream of many people, so the media will take this as a breaking point.

However, not everyone has the ability to appreciate food and drink, except for these people who stand at the top of the pyramid, more people are completely buried by the sea of sand in the process of pursuit.

The curator snorted arrogantly, "Your boyfriend, Mr. Si, is worth as much as a painting by that painter, and it can even be said to be a priceless treasure." ”

Xia Qing was so shocked that her tongue seemed to curl and she couldn't make a sound.

She glanced at Si Muqing again, and this look was no longer the doubt and worship she had before.

What a money printing machine.

No wonder he always says, "Your husband is richer than you think."

I didn't expect ...... It's true.

"I can't wait for tomorrow, I'll go find someone to order a cabinet now."

Xia Qing watched as the pavilion owner, who had reached the age of sixtieth, was so excited that he trotted away, and this speed was not comparable to that of young people.

It seems that he is really happy.

Watching his back disappear into the corridor farther and farther away, Xia Qing suddenly thought of something again.

This place is because it is entertaining VIPs, so there are not many people today.

In the tourist season, the calligraphy exhibition hall will also be overcrowded, and when Si Muqing's works are placed there, many people will be amazed and continue to take pictures, that feeling, just like ...... Let so many people, no, let the whole world witness their love!