Under Victor's command, Lu Feng's calligraphy finally unfolded.
Count Mufeng walked over slowly. Before he got close, he asked about the smell of the ink. It was obviously a new work.
Who has such treatment?
This position is the place with the highest standards for displaying masterpieces. If you want to place it in this position, you must be a very famous master.
However, I haven't heard of any well-known masters releasing new works recently.
Art is not just a piece of cabbage on the street. It does not mean that you can create something if you want to. It takes a master a lifetime to produce a satisfactory work.
Of course, there are some masters who produce a work within a few months, but the quality drops a lot.
Who on earth has such a high salary? As soon as the work came out, it was immediately placed in this position.
This immediately made Count Mufeng more interested.
Count Mufeng's eyes fell on Lu Feng's words.
"bristle……"
Count Mufeng felt like a tiger charging towards him!
This is the tiger's killing power!
Count Mufeng's pupils suddenly opened, he couldn't help but take a step back, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
"Leaning on the railing, the rain breaks..."
Count Mufeng felt like he was entangled by a spiritual snake again, strangling him uncomfortably, as if he was a fish out of water.
The killing power of the spiritual snake!
"Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement……"
Count Mufeng felt a spiritual snake dancing, with a powerful momentum like a rainbow, and murderous intent filling the sky.
There seemed to be hallucinations in his pupils.
The snake dances, the tiger roars, the wolf rushes...
Scenes of horrific killings swept across.
Count Mufeng, who was off guard, roared.
"ah!"
Victor and others were shocked.
At this moment, many people have gathered in the exhibition hall, including students from the West Pastry School and people from other places.
Count Mufeng's shout attracted everyone's attention, and they walked over curiously to see what was going on.
"This is a word."
The people who came around looked at the calligraphy and painting curiously, with strange looks in their eyes.
They don't have the artistic quality of Count Mufeng, and they can't see the mystery between the lines, but they all feel the murderous potential in the words!
A picture of swords, swords and shadows appeared in my mind, with swords and axes slashing across the air, and angry arrows like a shower of arrows. It was extremely horrifying!
When they got closer, the feeling became stronger, and they hurriedly backed away.
"This feeling is amazing. I was so frightened just now that I broke out in a cold sweat." said a senior.
"I feel like this too, like a rain of arrows are shooting at me!" Another senior student said in a slightly urgent voice.
"This calligraphy is really magical. Is it magical? Who wrote it?"
Lu Feng did not leave his signature below the words.
Everyone is talking about this magical calligraphy and painting. Different people have different feelings when they see it, but one thing is certain, this calligraphy can easily arouse their emotions.
What a terrible word!
At this moment, Count Mufeng, who had woken up, was trying hard to control his excitement, his fingers trembling slightly.
Good words!
This is a good word with killing potential!
Count Mufeng had been a soldier when he was young and knew what killing power was.
He hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time. He didn't expect to feel it in a word. It was incredible.
You know, there is murderous intent in weapons, which makes people feel the killing power, and there is also killing power in beasts, but this is the first time that he feels the killing power in a work of art.
This is an excellent collectible.
Count Mufeng turned to look at Victor next to him and said, "How much is the price tag for this set of calligraphy?"
Victor's eyes were bright, and the expression on Count Mufeng's face just now showed that he had a strong interest in Lu Fengzi.
Not only him, but also many people around him are very interested in this word.
With his keen business acumen, he immediately smelled money.
Lu Feng is going to make a lot of money!
Victor said seriously: "I don't know the details. This calligraphy will be auctioned. Wait for tonight. This is a calligraphy written by a palace-level master. I believe you have already felt the special artistic conception contained in it. Its
The value depends on you.”
Count Mufeng couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. He could see that these three young men were probably students at the West Point School, and they were not fuel-efficient lamps.
Earl Mufeng has studied Chinese calligraphy, painting and history. This is calligraphy in history books, and there is no palace level. However, these characters are indeed magical.
Count Mufeng is very curious as to who wrote these words, but he can only wait for the auction tonight.
In addition, it is best for as few people to know about this work as possible. If others see that the words contain murderous potential, then if you want to buy it, the price you have to pay will definitely be much higher than you expected.
"Well, young people are very good at talking."
At this time, an exclamation suddenly came from the door.
"These words seem to have the potential to kill..."
A vein immediately appeared on Count Mufeng's forehead. What an idiot!
He turned around and saw that it was his old rival, the Count of Monte Cristo?
The Count of Monte Cristo also loves collecting, and his financial resources are not inferior to his own.
He came anyway.
Count Mufeng rolled his eyes, naturally he saw it, and even yelled, wanting everyone in the world to know?
The Count of Monte Cristo wears a long black hat and also uses a cane, but his cane is golden and looks very eye-catching.
Count Monte Cristo also noticed Count Mufeng, and both of them behaved very friendly when they met.
"This work is indeed good, but it is not a shocking work. It has a certain collection value, but it is not too high. Is the Count of Monte Cristo interested?" Count Mufeng asked tentatively.
"Look, you seem interested?"
"It's okay, I haven't studied calligraphy and painting much, I just find it more pleasing to the eye." Count Mufeng pretended not to care very much.
The Count of Monte Cristo smiled.
Old fox, you think I don’t know your thoughts, you must have fallen in love with this work.
At this moment, in another corner of the crowd, a hunchbacked boy took a photo of the font with his mobile phone and quickly sent it.
On the other end of the phone, Geraint's phone vibrated. He clicked on the picture, stared at the font, and immediately felt murderous!
Ranjit closed his eyes and felt the killing power...
After a while, Geraint suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of admiration.
"A piece of calligraphy contains so much murderous intent! It's really exciting. If you kill the Earthly Clown Star and maximize the hatred, a cannibal like me will have a chance to become the leader of the 12 Paladins! Cassia, just wait.
, I will definitely propose to you with the highest honor of a knight."
The image of a beautiful woman appeared in Geraint's mind, and immediately he took out a photo from his pocket.