Zhong Yue took a walk around the Bund. In this inclusive metropolis in Shanghai, you can see all kinds of people, men, women, young and old, dialects from all over the world, and languages ​​from all over the country, where the dialects from various countries meet.

Standing on the bank of the Huangpu River and looking at the rows of tall buildings opposite, the top commercial concentration in the east appeared in front of Zhong Yue.

Cruise ships were driven on the river from time to time. Zhong Yue stood by the river and told Zhou Daguang about his safety. He also told Aunt Fat to tell her that Zhang Laifu, everything is fine, don't worry.

The phone dialed.

Zhong Yue looked at the prosperity in front of him, and there was silence on both sides.

"I stand by the Huangpu River."

"Oh, Zhong Yue, are you showing off to me?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Do you know what I saw?"

"Oriental Pearl?"

"You know."

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, "Idiots don't know."

"I also saw many buildings, which were so prosperous."

"Then what?"

Zhong Yue said: "No matter how prosperous it is, it is not as good as you."

“…”

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, as if there were low sobs and burst into laughter.

"You idiot. Such sensational nonsense, let's trick junior and middle school girls."

"Haha, then I'll try it."

"You dare! I'll let Chen Pingping explode your mobile phone number!"

"..." Zhong Yue has tasted the power of the rogue duo.

"Okay. When I have the ability to stand in front of your father and be qualified to talk to him, I will marry you."

"Are you crazy? I haven't promised you to be your girlfriend yet!"

"Then do you agree?"

“……”

"If you don't speak, I'll just pretend you agreed."

"Idiot, why do you have to ask my dad to agree? As long as you need it, I will fly to Shanghai now."

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "What do you need? Hum?"

“…”

"I found that you look honest and so dirty inside."

Zhong Yue said: "What did I say? You are thinking too much. Then what should you come? You are not going to school? How do we live? What will your parents do?"

"What do you think you should do?"

"Wait for me to come back."

Shanghai will eventually become the place where Zhong Yue fish leaps on the dragon gate. All of this is natural.

Because of the way of calligraphy and painting, Zhong Yue’s starting point is too high, so high that he can see all the mountains!

......

A dinner was presented to the round table under the care of Aunt Liu, an all-round nanny. Zhong Yue walked into the villa and saw several old men sitting together happily.

"Kaoshan, is this the person you mentioned before?"

"Zhong Yue, long time no see."

"Hello guys." Zhong Yue glanced at Ouyang Ming standing next to him. He looked like a quail, and he was no longer as arrogant as before. He laughed in his heart. He was also a bully and fearful of the strong.

Seeing Zhong Yue's smile but not smiling, Ouyang Ming's eyes with humility looked more disgusted.

"Mr. Ouyang, I don't know your wife..."

"Oh, my little girl accompanied her to pick out clothes. We are the only ones tonight. Let me introduce to you. These are all calligraphy masters from the Calligraphy Association and Shanghai."

"Don't dare to take it, don't dare to take it."

"Mr. Ouyang is polite."

Seeing that Ouyang Kaishan's wife was not there, Zhong Yue wanted to come over and ask him a few words.

Ouyang Ming, who was always alert to Zhong Yue, stepped forward, "What are you going to do?"

"Amin." Ouyang Kaishan shouted dissatisfiedly, "Go and bring the wine from the wine cellar."

Ouyang Ming left with some discomfort.

"Mr. Ouyang, I don't know what to do with imitation and old things? If possible, I want to check it out."

Ouyang Kaishan smiled and said, "It's okay to be old. But I'm afraid I won't be able to use it anymore."

Zhong Yue was stunned, "Why?"

"The original work was found."

Ouyang Kaishan nodded and said, "I really searched for it without any effort. On the 20th of this month, I found this work on the promotional brochure of Yao and Shun Auction."

"What a coincidence?"

"Yes, I had never thought that such a coincidence would happen, but this work has been unanimously evaluated by twenty calligraphy and painting appraisal experts of Yao and Shun. If it weren't for the original work, it would be impossible to take it."

Zhong Yue frowned and saw several old calligraphers gathered together. He was discussing the calligraphy work in one living room and whispered: "How many people know the purpose of your work?"

"Apart from Xiaoye, it's you and Li Deming. You two are in Huizhou again, so when I saw this news last month, I felt that this might be a chance given to me by God. It's just a calligraphy and painting, I can afford it."

"But a few people probably know about your personal visit to Huizhou and the imitation of lacquer books."

"Um."

"Don't you think it happens?"

Ouyang Kaishan smiled and said, "It's just a calligraphy and painting."

"Can you let me see the brochure?"

"This is not with me, so I'll let Xiaoye give it to you later. Just a few old guys have guessed that this letter will cost one or two million, and I can still afford this little money."

"What if anyone knows you will have to take it?"

Ouyang Kaishan's pupils shrank, "Impossible."

Zhong Yue said: "Maybe you don't care about such a small thing. Even without this calligraphy and painting, your golden wedding ceremony with your wife will be perfect and grand."

"I don't want to leave any regrets. However, I have never talked about the lacquer book to anyone else, even my children."

Several old friends gradually came over, and Zhong Yue stood up, "What about your wife?"

"Ouyang, your calligraphy cost a lot of money, right?"

Ouyang Kaishan came back to his senses, "Last year, the Reclining Buddha Temple was planned to be built. My wife believed in Buddhism and donated five million yuan. Master He Yi in the temple was my old friend and gave it to me."

"Lin Sanzhi's cursive script is indeed amazing, we are not as good as we can."

Xi Qichang, who was standing beside him, carried his hands on his back, "Ouyang, borrow someone from you."

"Oh? Who are you going to borrow from Xiwen?"

It can be seen that this old man with the word "大" is very familiar with Ouyang Kaishan.

"No, Zhong Yue."

Ouyang Kaishan smiled and said, "Zhong Yue is also a guest I invited. If you want to borrow from me, I don't have the right to borrow it."

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "What are the instructions Mr. Xi has?"

Seeing that Zhong Yue was so humble and sensible, and well versed in the world, several old calligraphers looked at him without realizing the appreciation.

"We were talking about that work just now, and there was a disagreement in one view. I want to hear Zhong Yue's view. Young people may think differently from our old men. Let's take a bet at the table, just as entertainment."

Zhong Yue understood that this was a test of his skill. Ouyang Kaishan had made him so amazing before, and the limelight has become more popular recently. These old calligraphers in Shanghai are probably the best-selling masters of the Southern School. If Zhong Yue had an embroidered pillow, then this banquet tonight might not have been so pleasant.
Chapter completed!