I Know Everything

Chapter 464 Drafts are also valuable?

Shen Huan wrote such a picture, of course not for the purpose of selling it.

But looking at this picture with such a handsome character, Chen Huan was reluctant to tear it up like the previous two pictures.

After thinking about it for a long time, Shen Huan simply took it to school the next day and gave it to his math teacher He Qiang.

He Qiang didn't know that Chen Huan was actually a scumbag, but he only had such a god-defying mathematical ability because of his good master. He thought it was his own teaching that guided Shen Huan's enlightenment.

Yes.

He never said that he taught Shen Huan to be like this, he just said that he showed Shen Huan the way, and that Shen Huan's success was all due to himself.

Others wouldn't believe it at all, even if He Qiang played a little role, it would definitely be enough for ordinary level academic masters.

So in the second half of last year, He Qiang's long-awaited National Special Teacher qualification certificate was finally issued, which is also a kind of encouragement and praise to him.

This incident made Lao He feel a little embarrassed, and told Shen Huan that he was in his favor.

Shen Huan likes such an honest person, so he respects He Qiang very much on weekdays.

Seeing that it was the Spring Festival, Shen Huan had never given He Qiang anything yet, and it just so happened that the calligraphy here was not bad, so it should be regarded as a gift for him.

He Qiang didn't care at first.

He is a math nerd and knows nothing about calligraphy and painting.

Although the hype on antique calligraphy and paintings has been crazy over the years, he doesn't have the money and leisure to pay attention.

However, He Qiang was very happy with the gift Shen Huan gave him. After taking it home, he opened it and put it on the table to admire.

His wife Wang Ling was also a little surprised, Can Shen Huan write such good characters?

Although she doesn't know calligraphy and painting, but the font is strong and rigorous, and it looks very comfortable, so it must not be some graffiti.

How do I know? But this kid is quite filial. He Qiang laughed.

In front of his wife, he must have taught him a bit like a famous teacher.

This is indeed something He Qiang should be proud of.

He Qiang has a simple and honest personality, and he just talks to his wife at home.

Wang Ling was different. Now everyone in school and her circle of friends knew that her husband taught Shen Huan's mathematics and was awarded the National Special Grade Teacher.

Although there are many national-level special-grade teachers in Lin'an City, they disperse mathematics, physics, chemistry, Chinese, English and other subjects, and there are not many in each subject.

In particular, this national-level special-grade teacher also taught a world-class mathematician, which is even more remarkable.

I don't know how many relatives and friends begged Wang Ling to add her child to the next mathematics class taught by He Qiang.

There are many people who are about to face the college entrance examination but can't reach the cram school taught by Shen Huan. They want to ask He Qiang to open a math cram school during the holidays to give the children a surprise math.

Even though He Qiang didn't agree because he was going to attend Shen Huan's class and study mathematics knowledge by himself, it didn't affect Wang Ling's status.

Even the wife of a billionaire, who used to be very proud, now looks at Wang Ling politely, with a little flattery and flattery.

After all, who doesn't have children?

Which child doesn't want to meet a good teacher, study well, and be admitted to a good university?

If you don't respect such a super elite teacher, who else should you respect?

Wang Ling, who was in a happy mood, looked younger and more beautiful during this time.

Okay, just right! Wang Ling suddenly said, Hurry up, hang this painting on the wall behind the sofa, and when Lao Zhu, Lao Chi, Xiao Qu and the others come, we can see your disciple your patience!

No need? He Qiang scratched his head and said.

The few people Wang Ling mentioned are all good friends of He Qiang since childhood, and they have been friends for decades.

It's almost Chinese New Year here, so everyone came to He Qiang's house for a reunion, and the appointment was tonight.

Naturally, Wang Ling wanted to pretend to be a comparison, so she ignored He Qiang's objection, and simply went into battle by herself and hung up this picture.

When the three old friends brought their family over in the evening, they politely said a few words, and Xiao Qu saw the words sharply.

Hey, Brother Qiang, whose handwriting is yours? It looks quite interesting, um, it looks very good! Xiaoqu shook his head and said.

It was your Brother Qiang's student Chen Huan who wrote it for him. Wang Ling was waiting for this opportunity, and said with a smile, I think the writing is not bad, so I hung it up...Old Chi, it's just you You are an expert, come and taste it!

Oh? It's Mr. Lu's work? Then we have to watch it! Lao Chi, who is an amateur antique lover, walked over with a smile.

Looking at it like this, he couldn't take his eyes away.

From the beginning to the end, and then from the end to the head, Lao Chi's eyes sparkled.

Taking a closer look at the inscription, Lao Chi blurted out directly: Damn it! Isn't this Mr. Haicun's words?!

What sea village? Old Zhu who was standing beside him asked Shunkou.

This... wait a minute!

Lao Chi didn't reply him either, he took out his phone directly, searched a bit, found a photo, and watched it carefully several times.

Then he said: That's right! This is Mr. Haicun's character! Look!

As he spoke, he showed the phone in front of several people.

I saw the same picture of Nian Nujiao? Chibi Nostalgia on the phone.

Lao Zhu took the mobile phone, looked at it and smiled, It looks a bit similar, but it's probably an imitation, right? Otherwise, where did you get the photo of this word? Also, there is only a signature without a seal, could it be Is it authentic?

You don't understand! Lao Chi also laughed, This Nian Nujiao? Chibi Nostalgia disappeared more than 20 years ago, and it is indeed not the one in Lao He's house.

Then it's over? Lao Zhu spread his hands and said.

Wait until I finish speaking! Lao Chi glared at him, But a calligrapher, when they write, usually if they are serious, they don't just write with a pen, but write several pictures of the same character first. Practice your hands. After you have practiced the feeling, you can formally start writing.

I understand! Xiaoqu suddenly realized, This is Mr. Haicun's practice work before he officially wrote!

right!

Lao Chi nodded in satisfaction.

That's not right. Wang Ling looked at He Qiang, Honey, didn't you say that Shen Huan wrote it?

He Qiang was also a little dazed at this time. After thinking about it carefully, he said: Shen Huan just said, it's Chinese New Year, send me a picture, I hope I don't dislike it...

Then he didn't say he wrote it? Wang Ling asked.

No. I thought...

Before He Qiang finished speaking, Wang Ling interrupted him, That's right! He just gave it to you, how can he say it's his own? It's just that the attitude of giving it is a bit casual, so you think it's his pen practice work, right?

He Qiang nodded.

Old Chi, how much do you think this character is worth? Xiao Qu smiled and said, Mr. Haicun is a well-known calligrapher and educator in our Zhejiang Province, so I think it can be worth 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, right?

30,000 to 50,000? Lao Chi snorted, He has a very high reputation in Zheyue, and he has a lot of disciples and grandchildren. If it is a stamped character, it is 50,000 per square foot! This is written on eight-foot rice paper. Yes, it’s one size bigger than the original six-foot rice paper, a full 26 square feet! According to me, it’s at least 500,000 yuan!”

500000!?

Wang Ling was stunned, Isn't this about practicing pens? Even practicing pens is so expensive?

Although it is a practice pen, the writing is very good, and it is no different from the finished product. Lao Chi said, It is worth the price! Especially when the original has disappeared, it is even more precious. I don’t know who gave it to Teacher Lu, maybe Teacher Lu didn’t know how precious it is!”

I don't believe it! Lao Zhu shook his head, Even if it's Hai Lao, it's possible for the draft to sell for 30,000 to 50,000, or even 70,000 to 80,000, but if you want to say 500,000, it's absolutely impossible!!

Everyone also expressed disbelief.

Lao Chi smiled, Okay, I'll take a picture of this painting and send it to our calligraphy and painting group, how about asking them to estimate the value? There are a lot of rich people here, so if you're not sure, just take it. I bought it for you for 500,000!

Haha, it's impossible! Wang Ling waved her hand, Then you post it! Let's see how much it's worth.

Everyone took it as a joke, and even He Qiang didn't stop it.

Lao Chi was not ambiguous, and directly took a panorama and sent it to the calligraphy and painting group.

He also added a sentence.

I saw a picture with good writing, let's see what price it can sell for.

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