Chapter 136 Absolute merit is in the present and the future is in the future!
Netizens instantly burst into joy.
"Yes, Brother Jin is right. He was almost thrown into a ditch by the anchor."
"Let me go down, the anchor is so smart, everyone here will die."
"2333, I almost thought the host was a professional interviewer. I forgot that what I was watching was a live broadcast room."
"The anchor is too cute, he's so cute."
"Especially the anchor's embarrassed and angry face now, I think he should rub it."
"Upstairs, you are still young and can't bear the host yet, let me do it! (dog head)"
"The anchor is here for you, I will take the reporter lady away. (Shy)"
"Draw your sword! (angry)"
Chu Huaixiang, who was sitting on the sofa, also saw this scene and felt itchy in her heart. If she hadn't started working soon, she would have wanted to go over and knock Jiang Churan down.
"let's start."
Jiang Chen sat on the chair, not paying attention to his granddaughter, and said to Chu Huaixiang.
Chu Huaixiang retracted her gaze from Jiang Churan, suppressed the desire in her heart, and nodded.
Director Wang outside the room heard this sentence through the microphone and started counting down.
"3,2,1, start!"
"Snapped"
There was another crisp slap.
"After a short break, everyone is welcome to watch the exclusive interview led by the Cultural Relics Bureau. Just now, through the introduction of Teacher Ma, we learned about the value of Mr. Jiang's "Magu Immortal Altar", but Mr. Jiang's family did not
Not only this piece of "Magu Immortal Altar", but also many cultural relics with the same value, let's watch it on the big screen together."
Director Wang immediately switched the camera, and the white screen on the window played the 5-second short video again. This time, it did not freeze on "Magu Immortal Altar" and jumped to the next horizontal scroll painting.
"Mr. Jiang, this is a painting, right?"
Chu Huaixiang looked at the pictures on the white screen and asked Jiang Chen.
"It is clear."
Jiang Chen simply spoke out what was in his heart.
"233, Miss, it's so uncomfortable."
"The old man is indeed a straight man, and he doesn't give the young lady any face."
"I think the old man is right. This is obviously a painting. Otherwise, what is it, a banknote?
?”
"The anchor should cut the camera back. The sound alone is so funny. I really want to see what the expressions of the old man and the young lady are now."
"The blind guessing old man looked helpless, and the young lady pretended to smile."
At this time, Jiang Churan responded to the water friends' request and pointed his phone at the "Magu Immortal Altar" on the wall. In order to facilitate the water friends to hear the conversation between his grandfather and the stinky woman, Jiang Churan did not make any sound.
In the outside calligraphy school, students proudly show the content of the live broadcast room to their teachers.
"Teacher, am I right? It's no worse than Yan's calligraphy, or even worse. As your most loyal student, when I discovered this kind of masterpiece, I immediately thought of you, teacher. If it weren't for my family
If you don’t have enough money, I’ll buy it for you directly!”
Some students get a little carried away while blowing,
However, their teacher now wants to get into his mobile phone and get close to this masterpiece, and he is not in the mood to care about what the students are saying next to him.
In the National Calligraphy Association of Beijing.
President Wang Ming slapped the table with excitement,
"We must try our best to get this manuscript of "Magu Xian Tan Ji". In recent years, Yan Ti has been declining more and more. Everyone is dissatisfied because the manuscript is in Chaodong Kingdom, and we can't learn the true meaning of Yan Ti from the inscriptions.
The essence of it. If we can get this manuscript, we can publicize it and rekindle people's love for the face and body. This thing will definitely benefit the contemporary era and benefit the future!"
"But President, after all, this calligraphy belongs to Mr. Jiang. You didn't see the live broadcast in the morning, so you may not know. For Mr. Jiang, this manuscript carries his sustenance for a deceased apprentice. It won't
Give it to us easily."
The vice president reminded.
He didn't watch the live broadcast in the morning either. He relied on his grandson to remind him and used his time at noon to make up for the lesson.
"But..."
President Wang slumped down on his chair unwillingly and murmured to himself.
"But this work is really important to us, and it is also very important for the promotion of facial expressions. Whether the facial expressions can turn over or not depends entirely on this painting."
"How about we contact the Cultural Relics Bureau first? See if they can arrange for us to meet with Mr. Jiang. After all, judging from the live broadcast, the relationship between the Cultural Relics Bureau and Mr. Jiang is pretty good. The granddaughter of King Chu Tian and Mr. Jiang
My granddaughter is still a friend.”
The vice president thought for a long time and suggested.
"That's it, I'll contact the Cultural Relics Bureau personally.
After all, we are a brother unit, so they shouldn’t ignore death."
President Wang’s eyes lit up.
Jiang Chen's side.
Jiang Churan turned his phone to the window, letting the netizens in the live broadcast room take a good look at the painting that was now projected on the screen, and then heard Chu Huaixiang ask.
"Old man, what is this painting and who painted it?"
"I kind of forgot. The painting is right behind you. Look at the end of the painting. It should have the author's name."
Jiang Chen really couldn't remember who painted this painting. There were too many paintings at home, so he hung this one because it was just the right length.
Chu Huaixiang called Jin Qi to come closer, and stood up to carefully observe the end of the painting.
Jiang Churan's live broadcast room also urged Jiang Churan to come forward and let everyone take a good look.
Jiang Churan glanced at Ma Wenshan, who nodded lightly,
Jiang Churan also moved forward and pointed his phone at the painting.
"Tang Wu Daozi!"
Jin Qi read out the name at the end in surprise, carefully identified the seal stamped below, turned to look at Ma Wenshan and shouted,
"Teacher, Teacher Ma, come here quickly. Is this Wu Daozi's seal?"
"What!"
Ma Wenshan couldn't sit still anymore and immediately stood up and stepped forward.
Wu Daozi? Wu Daozi actually still has authentic works circulating?
Pushing Jin Qi away, he came close to the front of the painting and identified it carefully.
Ma Wenshan muttered to himself, his whole body shaking uncontrollably.
The original work of Yan Zhenqing in the morning is only of extremely high calligraphy value and is completely incomparable with this painting by Wu Daozi.
It's a painting, and it's also a large-scale painting.
Through the characters painted by the ancients, we can infer the aesthetics of the public at that time.
The movements of the characters in the paintings can be used to infer the physical conditions of the people in society at that time.
The level of technology at that time can be inferred from the props displayed in individual paintings.
Various factors have allowed ancient paintings to occupy a place in the field of archaeology. With this painting, many historical gaps can definitely be detected. For the Cultural Relics Bureau, it is a priceless treasure that cannot be replaced by a thousand dollars.