Don't Say You're Heartless

Finally, Shen Qiuhua's work appeared on the display stand.It is a running script.It was written by Huang Tingjian's "Magnolia Flowers". "The remaining cold is fighting for orders. The snow and wintersweet are photographing each other. The east wind last night. The cattle have been used to persuade the year. The clouds are overwhelming. I feel that the sky is only a few feet away. Don't hate the late spring. The peaches and plums are known first."

As soon as the words appeared, everyone saw them on the projection screen, and then someone exclaimed: "Huang Luzhi's authentic work!"

Yang Qiong looked at Shen Qiuhua in astonishment, the work just introduced was obviously Shen Qiuhua's work, why is it authentic or not?

A confident smile formed on Shen Qiuhua's lips. "Huang Luzhi's calligraphy is influenced by his predecessors, but he has his own style. The brushwork is concise and the structure is dangerous. When I was at home, my father recommended me to study his calligraphy carefully. Unfortunately, I was young at that time, and it was difficult to realize the subtleties in it. It is only here that I can really see the beauty of it. I am quite satisfied with this painting."

They were chatting calmly here, but the pot was already boiling over there.Many wealthy businessmen present also knew calligraphy, and they were all discussing this calligraphy with the people around them.

Vice President Huang stood on the stage and looked at the people talking below with a smile.When he saw this picture, he had the same expression.At first glance, this is completely an authentic work by Huang Tingjian. Only when you look closely, you will find that there are still some differences between the two.In other words, Shen Qiuhua just imitated a running script in Huang Tingjian's style, rather than deliberately creating fakes that confused the real ones.

"Everyone has been discussing for a long time, and they are obviously knowledgeable. The reserve price of this work is [-] yuan, and now we are asking for prices." Vice President Huang gave the reserve price.For such an unknown person as Shen Qiuhua, it is very rare to be able to offer such a reserve price for a single character.

Shen Qiuhua froze for a moment in the audience, then turned to ask Yang Qiong, "Is it so valuable?"

Thirty thousand!Her monthly salary is only [-], which is enough to earn [-] a month.Even if you become a full-time employee in the future, your salary will only be around [-], which is still fifteen months' salary!

"More than that." Yang Qiong raised her eyebrows and pouted to the side.

Sure enough, someone in the crowd had already raised their number plate.With the leader, the number of people bidding later gradually increased.When the price was called to exceed [-], the audience seemed to have entered a strange state of madness.

Shen Qiuhua shook her head, "This character is not worth so much money." She was also very satisfied with the writing of this character, but after all, it was an imitation and could not be put on the stage.

This word was finally bought at a price of 12.Yang Qiong glanced at the person who photographed this picture, and said with emotion: "It would be great if the 12 yuan was given to us, but it's a pity that it has to be donated."

"We don't have that much money. I guess I can't even take half of it." At this moment, she finally figured out that these businessmen are actually responding to the government's call and came here to donate some money for charity.As for what to take home, they probably don't care at all.

The next work is still Shen Qiuhua's, still in running script.But this time, no one exclaimed anymore, because the style of this calligraphy does not belong to anyone, but her, Shen Qiuhua's.This is a poem of Qijue, "Ti Su Ma Gang" written by Yue Fei: "The forest hillock opened its eyes immediately, and the clouds opened in a stream. The machine-pounded water still spreads to the Jin Dynasty, and the millet leaves the palace. Who will pity Zhou? Clown, when will Beiyuan return to Shenzhou! I swear that I will reward the Holy Spirit with seven feet, and I will not accept my tears at the end of the world."

Shen Qiuhua looked at the magnified work on the projection, and looked at the last two lines of the poem, "I swear that I will pay seven feet to the Holy Spirit, and I will not accept the tears at the end of the world."Yue Wumu wanted to kill the enemy, but he was powerless.All the resentment is on top of this sentence "anger points to the end of the world and tears.".Throughout the ages, not only must there be good ministers, but also wise masters, otherwise it will be useless to death.

The reserve price of this work is still [-], but this time the bidders were not so enthusiastic.After all, the last calligraphy I bought can be said to be an imitation of Huang Tingjian, but this calligraphy is really not well-known.

However, although the scene was not as enthusiastic as the previous round, the price has been increasing.

"20 million!"

Hearing this voice, everyone turned their heads to look at the bidder.Seeing this, there was quite a commotion in the crowd.

"It's him." Yang Qiong said softly.

Shen Qiuhua turned his head, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know him, but when you came here last time, I saw him in the car." Although Yang Qiong's memory is not as good as Shen Qiuhua's, he still has a good memory.

"He is the grandson of Mr. Li, and his name is Li Enyi."

"Why did he buy your work?" Yang Qiong suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Then you should ask him." Shen Qiuhua said with a smile.

Once the price tag of 20 was released, it more than doubled the previous price. Of course, everyone can afford this money, but no one wants to be taken advantage of, so no one bids after that.

Vice President Huang called three times and no one bid, so he dropped the hammer.Li Enyi bought the calligraphy.

The few works that appeared after Shen Qiuhua were all senior figures in the Calligraphy Association.They are well-known, so the works are quickly photographed.The finale work presented at last is the work of Mr. Li.

Shen Qiuhua sat up straight again, she had been in the association for half a year, only Li Lao's works had never been seen.At the moment, curiosity is [-]% suspended.

For the presentation of the work, there is only one word—quietness.

The most common content is also in running script.Shen Qiuhua's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and the waves in his heart surged for a moment.She is a master of calligraphy, and she can see the subtlety of this character at a glance.That is the great freedom that can only be realized after decades of self-cultivation, and it is the peace of mind after a lifetime of vicissitudes.

"Sure enough, it's everyone." The smile that made her a bosom friend, spread across her face.

With Li Lao's reputation, this calligraphy naturally sold for a very high price.So far, the auction has ended smoothly, and everyone is very satisfied.

"Let's go." Seeing that someone had already left, Shen Qiuhua also said to Yang Qiong beside him.

The two got up, went to greet Vice President Huang first, and then walked towards the door.

"Miss Shen." Someone called from behind.

The two turned their heads and saw Li Enyi striding over.

"Mr. Li." Shen Qiuhua nodded politely.

"I'm very glad to be able to photograph Ms. Shen's work. My grandfather likes the song "Ti Su Ma Gang" very much. I look forward to your other works and hope to have the opportunity to communicate in the future." Li Enyi also spoke very politely.

"Okay. Please take me to say goodbye to Mr. Li." Shen Qiuhua nodded again, turned around and left the venue with Yang Qiong.

Seeing this scene, Liu Jin's face twisted a little with jealousy.God knows her gaze has been chasing Li Enyi, but the other party doesn't even look at her.

"What's the big deal? Isn't it just knowing how to write a few brush characters?"

Li Enyi also turned around at this time, just in time to see the staff brought the "Ti Su Ma Gang" over.He took it, couldn't help opening it again, and nodded from time to time.

The wealthy businessmen left one after another, and soon there were not many people in the venue.Mr. Li came over on crutches, and Li Enyi hurriedly supported him.

"No need. Although grandpa is old, he hasn't reached the point where he can't move." Mr. Li refused his grandson's support, and walked to the lounge next to him alone.

In the lounge, Mr. Li signaled Li Enyi to put the words flat on the coffee table. "I swear that I will reward the Holy Spirit with seven feet, and I will not accept the tears at the end of the world. En Yi, look at this last stroke, it is long and continuous, but the little ink marks seem to show that the writer is extremely excited. That girl is I really understand this poem, and I also understand Yue Wumu, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to write such a magnificent poem.”

Sitting beside his grandfather, Li Enyi poured a cup of the tea that the waiter had just brought and handed it to Mr. Li. "You just want to see others are good, so everything is good."

"Hey! You child. Your grandpa, I just like that girl surnamed Shen. That girl is definitely not simple. Grandpa told you since you were a child that writing is like being a human being. A girl can write characters like this, so we know that she is definitely a powerful character in life .”

Li Enyi didn't expect that a single word could make grandpa see so many things, so he couldn't help asking, "What did you see?"

Mr. Li took a sip of tea, then smiled mysteriously. "If I'm right, this girl is Wang Zuozhi."

Li Enyi's face, which had not been serious all this time, suddenly became serious. "Grandpa, are you... are you telling the truth?"

"I don't know if it's true. But I think so." Mr. Li looked at his grandson, "Do you have any ideas?"

Li Enyi rubbed his hands together and hesitated for a moment.

"Haha!" Boss Li laughed. "Grandson, grandpa watched you grow up. Don't hide your little thoughts from grandpa. Are you tempted?"

"Grandpa, she is very beautiful." Li Enyi finally stopped avoiding this topic.

Old Li nodded.Indeed, no matter who saw Shen Qiuhua for the first time, they could only draw such a conclusion.Beautiful, flawless beauty.

"She is very calm. She has a temperament that girls of her age don't have. It's strange, but also very unique." Li Enyi seemed to be recalling the feeling after seeing Shen Qiuhua.

"That's a classical temperament. Xiao Shen doesn't look like a modern person." Li Lao said with a smile: "I don't know what kind of beautiful landscape can raise a person like her, she just walked out of the picture scroll Same."

Hearing what Mr. Li said, Li Enyi also felt that Shen Qiuhua's unique temperament was indeed very classic.Classical is actually a very abstract word.Especially when describing a person, it is completely a feeling.

It has to be said that no matter how hard Shen Qiuhua tries to integrate into this era, the time is still too short.The ancient aura on her body could not be completely removed so quickly.

"Grandpa, you see people much more thoroughly than I do. I just think she is different."

Mr. Li didn't continue to ask.In his opinion, his grandson has grown up long ago, and an old man like him shouldn't be the one to decide things like feelings.Now is no longer the era of arranged marriages, young people should know how to choose better.