Special Forces from Fire Phoenix

Today, for the first time!

She couldn't help but secretly looked at Zhang Lu, a very young guy, quite handsome, but apart from being handsome, she couldn't tell anything, ordinary clothes, skills and no accessories such as watches, it seemed that his family background should be ordinary.

The boss said, today is a class reunion, this young man must be a classmate of the boss.

But the boss is already a big star, so why would he make tea for this classmate himself, with a bright smile on his face.

Zhi Liuman dismissed the waiter, poured Zhang Lu a cup of tea made by himself, and said: "You are the king of soldiers, but I don't know that this club is liked by your soldiers. Wait a minute, I will take you to have a good look. "

Zhang Lu raised his hand and frowned slightly, "Don't call him King of Soldiers."

When Zhi Liuman heard the words, the hands pouring Lin Xue's tea paused for a moment, and the bright smile on his face was like a flower about to wither, and the smile gradually faded away.

"By the way, why hasn't Li Xiaoqing come yet? Didn't you say that she led the class reunion?" Zhang Lu asked casually, taking a sip of hot tea.

Lin Xue was looking at the embarrassing Zhi Liuman, couldn't help laughing, took out the phone, and called Li Xiaoqing directly.

"Hey, Xiaoqing, someone is complaining about you as the organizer, why haven't you come here yet!"

"I broke Zhang Lu's calligraphy. My grandpa is furious. I can't leave. I have to wait for Master Sun Chengzhi to come over... Please help me take good care of my classmates, especially Zhang. Don't let him go first. Wait for me to go over." Li Xiaoqing urged on the phone.

Lin Xuemiao looked at Zhang Lu, flickering frequently, and asked doubtfully, "His pen and ink? He can just draw another picture, and he is right here."

"Grandpa said that calligraphy of this level is hard to come by. He may not be able to write the same handwriting again." Li Xiaoqing sighed from the other end of the phone.

Is it so amazing?

Isn't Zhang Lu the king of soldiers?She believes in dancing with knives and guns, but playing with words and ink, even if she is killed, she will not believe it.

Lin Xue felt that Li Xiaoqing was intimidated by the title of Zhang Lu Bingwang, and even his writing was regarded as a treasure!

As for Master Sun Chengzhi, Lin Xue knew that he was a top appraiser in the calligraphy world, and even a top framer.

Let's put it this way, for a work worth 100 million, after he had it framed, his value would only double.

Lin Xue was speechless. Zhang Lu's calligraphy still needs to be framed and repaired by Master Sun Chengzhi. Can he appreciate it?

There were many doubts in my heart, and I just wanted to ask Li Xiaoqing, but Li Xiaoqing hurriedly said: "Master Sun Chengzhi is here, don't talk, I'll hang up first."

Lin Xue put away the phone, looked left and right, up and down, looked at Zhang Lu for a long time, and then asked: "Student Zhang Lu, do you know calligraphy?"

……

And at this moment, the Li Mansion.

"Master Sun, please come inside. I'm going to trouble Master Sun this time!" Li Xiaoqing stepped forward politely, greeted Sun Chengzhi, and led him to his grandfather's study.

Sun Chengzhi is in his 30s and his height is about 175. As a typical literati, he does not have the gentleness of a literati, but he gives people a vigorous and resolute momentum, but he is not a soldier.

Striding into Li's mansion, he opened his mouth and asked Li Xiaoqing: "Where is the murderous calligraphy? I know your grandfather's character, so there is no need to lie to my grandson."

Sun Chengzhi's meaning couldn't be clearer, Li Chengqi couldn't write such murderous characters, and murderous characters are all first-class good characters, no one would be willing to give up, how could he get it.

Li Xiaoqing smiled wryly. He couldn't explain it clearly for a while, and said, "It's in my grandfather's hands, and he's in the study."

Before the two of them stepped into the study, they heard Li Chengqi's angry voice: "What a wonderful word, it's just torn apart, Xiaoqing..."

Hearing that his grandfather was angry, Li Xiaoqing couldn't help shrinking his body, but he glanced at Sun Chengzhi next to him, hoping that this Master Sun could fix it, otherwise he would be in trouble, let alone a class reunion, it was a month's work. Can't go out.

When Sun Chengzhi heard Li Chengqi, he was anxious to see the murderous calligraphy, and rushed out of the study, before he could say hello to Li Chengqi, he saw a scroll of calligraphy hanging in the hall.

Immediately, the footsteps stopped, the body stood still, and the gaze fell firmly on the calligraphy.

"The wind and rain turned pale and yellow in Zhongshan, and millions of soldiers crossed the river..."

Sun Chengzhi began to read lightly, and after only two sentences, his voice stopped suddenly, and his expression changed.

Between the lines, an aura rushed over.

Even if he is six or seven meters away from the calligraphy and painting, he can still feel it clearly.

What a murderous aura!

Chapter 1796 Must Find This Person

Sun Chengzhi rushed to this calligraphy with a stride. After all, he was six or seven meters away, so he could only feel the overall momentum of the calligraphy.

If you want to appraise it, you must watch it carefully. This is the far-sighted and detailed work of calligraphy appraisal.

Look at the momentum from a distance, and look at the handwriting carefully.

After walking in, the momentum became even more intense!

These words seem to come alive, with their own edge.

The brushwork is elegant, but it contains awe-inspiring murderous intent, and there is also a character that looks down on Frost and Snow. The structure of the handwriting is strong and full of flesh and blood. A heavy sense of vicissitudes, the most rare thing is that it echoes with the last sentence in the article that the right way in the world is vicissitudes, like the finishing touch, making the whole calligraphy and painting come alive!

"The wind and rain turned pale and yellow in Zhongshan, and a million soldiers crossed the river."

"The tiger dominates the dragon, the present is better than the past, and the world is turned upside down and generous."

"It is advisable to chase after the poor with the remaining bravery, and not to be known as the overlord."

"If the sky is loving, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is vicissitudes."

"Okay, okay, okay..." After reading the whole calligraphy, Sun Chengzhi couldn't restrain the agitation in his heart, and said three good ones in a row.

If those collectors knew about this, it would definitely break the threshold of the Li family.

If Master Sun Chengzhi can say three good calligraphy works in a row, it will definitely not be a loss for the money to buy them back, first-class good calligraphy!

Sun Chengzhi looked at it for a while, and said with emotion: "The stroke order is not smooth enough, but there are many changes, a total of 12 changes, and 6 different styles. It can be seen that this person may not have been writing calligraphy for a long time. .

"Who is this person? If he knows how to write, he will immediately become a master of the generation. This is a natural aura!"

Sun Chengzhi is indeed a master, with piercing eyes, he can see the aura contained in the handwriting.

The willow is elegant, the exploding tree is incomparably domineering and fierce, the plum blossom seed is proud of the frost and snow, the dragon's blood tree is fighting in the wild, the man-eating tree is awe-inspiring, and the killing power of water is heavy and vicissitudes.

Of course, he didn't know that Zhang Lu had different forms of seed abilities, but he could feel the momentum between the lines.

Li Chengqi's slightly cloudy eyes suddenly brightened, and said: "Master Sun, but please explain to me the twelve changes and six auras."

"The strokes are smooth and elegant, the strokes are continuous, the bones of the pen are arrogant to the frost and snow, the flesh of the pen is unparalleled, and the edge of the pen is murderous. After writing, a thick and vicissitudes of life are formed between the characters."

"These are six killing moves!"

Sun Chengzhi pointed out one by one, and said: "The elegant strokes look elegant inside, but under the elegance, the force penetrates the back of the paper. The strokes are continuous, but when they are broken, they will be broken, just like soldiers marching and fighting. Orders and prohibitions."