Rebirth Lord of Time and Space

Chapter 419 Ancient and Modern No.1

Hearing the admiration of the nympho girls around, Fang Yue couldn't help feeling proud.

However, he has a strong desire to conquer, and his eyes are always fixed on Gu Qingcheng.

Of all the women present, only Gu Qingcheng could satisfy his desire to conquer.

However, Gu Qingcheng didn't look at him again from the beginning to the end, but had a fierce fight with Lin Fei.

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Backstage at the auction house,
"Brother Zhang, is Master Lin Fei coming or not?" Huang Baishi was really anxious, holding Zhang Dingshan's hand tightly and shouting:
"Are you lying to us? Tell you, if it wasn't for seeing Master Lin Fei, you bastard's auction, we wouldn't have come."

Shi Daqian leaned on his crutches, stomped the floor fiercely, and shouted at Zhang Dingshan: "Xiao Zhang, if you dare to lie to us, Master Lin's painting [Yunmeng Lake] Girl will have to lend us a few more days to observe. "

Although Shi Daqian is almost 90 years old, his body is still strong due to writing all the year round.

Huaxia's calligraphy pays attention to one's breath when picking up a pen, training the muscles and bones outside, and practicing one's breath inside, so most of the calligraphers and painters in Huaxia have extremely long lifespan.

"Yes, Brother Zhang, if you don't have face, please don't come to Master Lin, don't blame us old fellows for being rude."

Wu Fengzi showed a worried look on his face. He was really afraid that he would come here in high spirits and return disappointed.

Seeing the righteous indignation of his old friends, Zhang Dingshan couldn't help feeling worried. He knew Lin Fei's character and temper, and he acted rashly.

Maybe he encountered something rare on the road, and it was possible to forget about him, so he quickly took out his mobile phone.

"Everyone, everyone, don't worry, I'll call Mr. Lin now and ask."

After speaking, Zhang Dingshan called Lin Fei, and after about five or six minutes, he hung up the phone with a pleasant expression on his face.

"Mr. Lin said that he is already at the auction site. Let's start first. Mr. Lin's work should be the finale."

Regarding Lin Fei's finale, several art masters were not surprised at all, but nodded seriously.

"Yes, yes."

"It should be, it should be."

Huang Baishi said: "However, where are Master Lin's works, can we appreciate them first?"

Zhang Dingshan hesitated for a moment, rubbed his hands, and said seriously: "Well, I don't know if Master Lin brought his works, but with Master Lin's character, he usually likes to create on the spot."

"What?"

Several people were startled and shouted in unison: "Brother Dingshan, you are not joking!"

Auction on-site creation, on-the-spot auction!

Depend on! !

Master Lin really knows how to play!
"Can this work?" Wu Fengzi looked worried.

"That's right, artistic creation must be taken seriously, and the environment is noisy, what if Master Lin has no inspiration?"

Several people shook their heads. Although they are also masters of art, although it would not be embarrassing to let them create on the spot, it must be far inferior to their peak level.

Back then, Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Collection Preface" was created with great enthusiasm while drunk, but after he sobered up, he couldn't create a second one.

Zhang Dingshan is not worried: "Master Lin's level, even if it is not a peak work, is enough to shock the world."

He has great confidence in Lin Fei.

……

Soon, the auction will begin.

The first one was a silk fabric from the Republic of China, which was exquisitely crafted and sold for 3 yuan.

The second piece was a poem draft by Yu Sen, a modern writer. It was the original manuscript, and it was sold for 17 yuan.

The third...

Fourth...

Soon there will be eight pieces of No.30,

Fang Yue's calligraphy work [Humble Chamber Ming].

"[Humble Room Inscription] is a classic work of Liu Yuxi, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty. The text is simple but the artistic conception is profound. Mr. Fang Yue is the proud student of Master Wu Fengzi, the dean of Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts, and also a high-achieving student of Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts."

"Mr. Fang is a well-known young calligrapher in China. He has studied calligraphy for [-] years. His pens are powerful and free-spirited. His works have been circulated in major auction houses. This [Humble Room Inscription] is Mr. Fang's most proud work in the past two years. High collection value."

The auctioneer is a beautiful woman with a good face and a skinny figure in a cheongsam, with a charming appearance and a melodious voice:
"Here we thank Mr. Fang for his kind heart. The starting price of the following work is [-] yuan, and each increase should not be less than [-] yuan. Let's start."

In the audience, Fang Yue's face was full of excitement, and it was finally his turn to bid.

The details of the calligraphy of [Humble Chamber Ming] scrolled on the big screen, which aroused the amazement of countless calligraphy lovers.

An old man with a pedantic appearance carefully stared at the copybook on the screen, and commented:

"This [Humble Room Inscription] uses the brush and ink freely and fully, with a single stroke, scattered and well-proportioned, and the writing is like a cloud of smoke. What's more commendable is that it has no craftsmanship, but it has a three-point aura. It has entered the realm of fine work!"

"As expected of Master Wu Fengzi's favorite student!"

"Fang Yue is only in his early thirties this year. If he becomes a master of calligraphy in the future, his net worth will double, and his early works will also increase with his net worth. It can be said that he is the best candidate for investment."

Under the stage, everyone gasped in admiration.

"I bid 15!" Someone shouted.

"20..." Someone bid.

Hearing the admiration from the people around him, Fang Yue couldn't help but beam with joy.

The admiration of the girl next to him made him even more ecstatic.

In the end, this "humble room inscription" was photographed by a middle-aged wealthy businessman at a price of 78 yuan.

This price has already broken the auction record of Fang Yue's previous works.

"Wow, Brother Fang's picture was sold for 78 yuan, my God, a BMW X5 luxury version is only at this price!"

"Tsk tsk, Brother Fang writes a few words, some people have to struggle for a lifetime!"

Hearing the praise from the people around him again, Fang Yue waved his hands and said modestly: "Where, where, the reputation is too high, and everyone is looking at it for the sake of charity."

Even though he said so, his eyes kept looking at Lin Fei, and there was a smug gleam in his eyes unconsciously.

"This friend is also a calligraphy lover. Why didn't I see you bidding? Are you not interested?" Fang Yue saw Lin Fei sitting there without saying a word, and took the initiative to join him.

Lin Fei shook his head, and answered honestly: "They are all vulgar and mediocre works, which are really not interesting."

"Heh!" Fang Yue sneered subconsciously, and said, "This brother has a serious tone. I wonder which master's work can satisfy you?"

Lin Fei thought about it carefully, and said slowly: "Wang Xizhi in the Jin Dynasty, Yan Zhenqing and Zhang Bogao in the Tang Dynasty."

"The calligraphy of these three people can barely be seen."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Yue's nose was almost crooked, and he scolded angrily: "It's really arrogant."

Lin Fei couldn't help but said with some injustice: "I'm just telling the truth, you don't care if you don't like to hear it, but the three I mentioned are only [Preface to Lanting Collection], [Manuscript for Sacrifice to Nephew], [Four Posts of Ancient Poems] You can barely watch it, other works are just so-so."

Fang Yue narrowed his eyes and scolded: "You... you are not only arrogant, but also ridiculously ignorant."

Lin Fei spread his hands and said helplessly: "I'll tell you the truth, but you don't believe me, so let me ask you, do you know who is No. 1 in ancient and modern times when it comes to calligraphy?"

(End of this chapter)