"One of my juniors, why, can't it?" Liu Lao said first.

Humph!

Elder Jiang looked at Chen Yi, "All right."

"However, calligraphy has its own merits, and each has its own fonts for practice. If we want to communicate, how about asking everyone to come?" Old Jiang asked.

"You can do nothing." Old Master Liu snorted coldly, "but you can't be fooling around."

"I want to cheat, it's impossible for that person, wait, I'll call him in the antique district."

After a while, a little old man followed Mr. Jiang.

When Mr. Liu saw him, he was immediately happy, "Old Lin, you are here too, why didn't I see you?"

"Master Lin."

Everyone saw that Chen Yi was amused.

This is really no one else, it is the old man Lin Dongpeng.

At this time, Lin Dongpeng also looked over, "Hey, Mr. Chen, why are you here?"

Chen, Mr. Chen?

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Chen Yi, but both Mr. Liu and Mr. Jiang were confused.

you?

Who is this one?

Afterwards, they heard that Chen Yi had spent 3 billion to buy so many antiques in Tianling Garden, they were all shocked!

This is too rich!

They are not ordinary people, but they can't do it with 3 billion to buy antiques.

Three billion to buy antiques?

Both Liu Ruyan and Qu Yirun were stunned, and Liu Ruyan suddenly said in her heart, this damn rich man.

Then, her eyes rolled, as if she was also rich.

wrong!

Compared with Chen Yi, she is a rich man with a hammer!

However, Mr. Jiang listened to Lin Dongpeng's words and looked at Chen Yi again. He felt a lot of confidence. Those rich people like arty, but there are no real famous ones.

At this age, still want to be better than his disciples?

The Arabian Nights!

Even Lao Liu sighed in his heart. Lin Dongpeng was even more dumbfounded after hearing it. He looked at Chen Yi and said, "Mr. Chen, why don't you forget it?"

Only Liu Ruyan hurriedly said, "How can I forget it?

However, Grandpa Liu rolled his eyes to greet her.

This girl, people give you a step down, you still don't let it down?

For a while, Chen Yi lost someone, who is it?

Chen Yi smiled, then looked at Liu Lao.

"Master Liu, in fact, the younger generation took the liberty of visiting this time and brought a gift specially for Master Liu." Chen Yi said after hesitated.

"Oh?" Mr. Liu looked at Chen Yi, "What gift?"

"A word, but if it's a gift, it's better to say it's an exchange item. I want to use it to exchange your premium tea, how about?"

Old man Liu sneered, seeming to be very angry, and he seemed to be deliberately mentioning Chen Yi, and said lightly: "Just now Ruyan sent me a copybook, do you know who it is?"

Before he finished speaking, he himself continued and repeated: "Mi Fu's lower case nine songs!"

Mi Fu, a calligrapher in the Northern Song Dynasty, known as "Mi Dian", is also a master of calligraphy. His works are of great collection value!

"Hehe, that didn't move me." Old man Liu smiled unceremoniously.

Staring at Chen Yi as sharp as a falcon, he said calmly: "Chen Yi, where did we talk?"

"Speaking of the exchange of gifts for tea."

Chen Yi smiled slightly and spoke calmly.

"Mi Fu's lower-case nine songs can't buy me, why can you come into my eyes? Wang Xizhi's "Quiexue Shiqing Post", or Zhao Mengfu's "Luo Shen Fu"?"

Elder Liu laughed suddenly and looked at Chen Yi meaningfully.

Other people generally looked at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi shook his head slowly.

"Master Liu guessed wrong. The calligraphy I gave does not belong to any celebrity, but me! Pro! Pen! Write!"

Chen Yi halted every word.

"You wrote it yourself? Don't you think your calligraphy is better than Mi Fu's level, and more valuable for collection?" Old man Liu squinted at Chen Yi, as if to say that he was arrogant and arrogant.

The others are also normal, looking at Chen Yi as if looking at a lunatic.

Once this person has money, can he become so arrogant?

At the moment, Mr. Jiang was even more proud. With Chen Yi like this, what would he use to win against his apprentice?

"The ancients are admired for future generations, but at the same time they are surpassed. I dare not compare with the ancients, but I think I am quite researched in calligraphy."

Chen Yi said calmly: "If Mr. Liu doesn't believe me, we might as well make a bet on my calligraphy, Mr. Liu will definitely be very satisfied!"

"If I win, then Mr. Liu will promise me; if I lose, I will shut up immediately and stop talking about tea."

Chen Yi said calmly.

"it is good!"

Seeing his confident appearance, Old Man Liu said: "You helped me win this old man first, let's talk about it!"

"It's easy."

With Chen Yi's words, both Jiang Lao and Wang Zhiwen's eyes widened, and they couldn't believe what they heard?

Easy?!

This!

arrogant!

"The young people nowadays have some money, so they're crazy, and they dare to say anything and are not afraid of slaps in the face."

"Yes."

Zhou Li and others also frowned, after all, what Chen Yi said was too big.

This is just a fool.

Chen Yi smiled quietly, walked to a desk, spread rice paper, picked up a wolf's hair, dipped the ink, and wrote the book "The Preface of the Lanting Pavilion"

However, at the first moment he started writing, an incredible exclamation suddenly sounded around him.

Grandpa Liu's eyes widened in an instant, and he couldn't help but said: "The brushwork is smooth, the composition is well-organized, and the movement is smooth. Good brushwork, good calligraphy!"

However, his voice did not fall.

Chen Yi, who had finished writing the first column of characters, suddenly changed his style and changed to cursive.

Elder Liu shocked all over, and said in disbelief: "Fei Bai Zangfeng, majestic aura, from nature, is quite Wang Xizhi's cursive style!"

For an instant, Jiang Lao and Wang Zhiwen were also stunned.

He looked in front of him in shock.

This!

It's incredible too!

Lin Dongpeng, who shook his head and smiled bitterly just now, was stunned, and his body trembled, as if he had seen a peerless treasure!

I dare not blink!