"Grandpa, tea."

Ouyang Kaishan nodded lightly, "Aming, what I talked with Zhong Yue today, I don't want the fourth person to know before it is implemented. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Oh... it's getting late, so I'll leave first."

"Yeah. Go, be careful on the way."

Ouyang Ming left in a panic.

"Amin is a little arrogant, but he is still a good person."

Zhong Yue nodded and came back to the topic, "With Ouyang International's strong strength, do you still need the so-called ticket?"

"Zhong Yue and Ouyang International's main markets are completely blank in real estate and other industrial fields. You must understand that the cultural industry is different from the industry, and business cards are very important.

Without my own brand, I have to be eaten up even if I don’t have my own brand. What I want to do is not a small fuss, and I am not interested in small industries.

Nowadays, the cultural industry in Shanghai has been eaten by Wang and Zhongding, and the newly developed traditional cultural industry is definitely a giant."

"Wang's family? Xiao Kai Wang?"

Ouyang Kaishan picked up the teacup and took a sip, "It seems you know."

“I heard something.”

"Xiao Kaiwang is only involved in part. I won't say much about the business circle, and you are not interested. I won't take this Mofang for nothing. All the profits generated by a little paint in the future will belong to you. I will also give you a part of the shares of Ouyang International Cultural Industry's subsidiary as a thank you. Do you feel satisfied?"

"You are so polite. Mr. Ouyang, can you take me there in three days?"

Ouyang Kaishan was stunned and thought to himself that how this person's brain circuit changed, it was not that he should ask how much shares he had, how much money he could make in a year, and why he suddenly mentioned the auction.

“This is OK.”

Zhong Yue stood up and said, "Then I won't bother you, good night."

Ouyang Kaishan stood up, "Wait, are you not interested in the shares at all?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "I believe Mr. Ouyang will not let me suffer a loss. Oh, by the way, I also know a little about pen making."

"Uh...ahhhhh."

Mr. Ouyang's expression became a little weird. How many secrets do this young man from the valley hide?

Zhong Yue returned to his bedroom, took a shower, and then prepared to enter the system. In fact, Zhong Yue didn't mind Mo Fang's affairs. Pang Jun mentioned before that, but the energy and financial resources that he had to invest in the early stage were not what Zhong Yue could achieve now. Instead of doing this, it would be better to leave it to Ouyang Kaishan.

But I originally thought that after the imitation was resolved, I had no relationship with Ouyang International, but I didn't expect that the new cooperation began again.

Twist.

Ye An's voice came from outside the door, "Xiao Yue, you're not asleep yet."

Zhong Yue opened the door, "No."

"The album you want." Ye An said with a smile, "I really didn't expect that I originally thought that I could help you more when I came to Shanghai. How long did you do this to help the chairman so much."

"What a big deal, it's just a Mo Fang."

"By the way, Xiaoyue. Why are you so concerned about this auction? Worrying that this painting is fake?"

Zhong Yue nodded.

"You are too worried. Yao and Shun's prestige is the highest in Shanghai, so the possibility of being a fake is very small."

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, "If it is an authentic work, it is naturally the best."

It is good for Ouyang Kaishan, but for Zhong Yue, it is really just that my mother is selling the right one. What should I do with this main task?

"By the way, Brother Ye, do you know Xiao Kai Wang?"

"Xiao Kai Wang, I know. What? Do you have a friendship with him?"

Zhong Yue told Ye An about the front page of Huizhou Evening News and the contact between Xiao Kai Wang and later.

"That's it, I'll mention it to the Chairman. You're very wise to do this. He's obviously giving you an olive branch. As for whether you want to cooperate with you or use you, it's hard to say."

Zhong Yue said: "I understand."

"You can take it yourself. It's getting late, so you can have a good rest. You'll be tired even if you're running around for a day."

"Well, good night, Brother Ye."

After Ye An left, Zhong Yue had a headache. The main mission could not be dead anymore. The novice mission was gone. If the main mission was interrupted again, then only the plot mission was left like a blind cat hitting a dead mouse. The ghost knew where the plot would be triggered.

He logged into the brushwork system and carefully interpreted the main task. It was fine. The imitation of "The Unlimited Life" had indeed been completed long ago. There was no signal to be completed for a long time. It must be considered that it would be completed after successfully passing the task.

If the auction was an authentic work, then it would be hard to say how many percentages of the task were completed.

"Forget it, let it go first."

Zhong Yue thought that the next situation was not something he could control. After observing the nine powers of the gods and the wooden bridge and the goose watching, Zhong Yue felt more and more that the final missing momentum was getting closer.

Once he realized it, it will be a leap that causes qualitative change.

His eyes turned to the newly opened painting system - Qingteng freehand painting method.

Xu Wenchang, Shanyin, was named Qingteng Taoist. The creation of the Qingteng School of Painting, and the development of the past and the future, must be a brilliant stroke in the history of Chinese painting, and all of this was done by this madman.

Xu Wei's freehand painting style had a great influence on the eight major paintings of the Qing Dynasty, Shitao, the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou, and Zhao Zhiqian, Wu Changshuo, Qi Baishi and Pan Tianshou in modern times. The Qingteng School is also skilled in landscapes, mainly freehand flowers, birds and figures, which just fills the gap in Zhong Yue's painting style today.

The technique of splashing ink is completely different from the fine brushwork of Wang Ximengyuan's previous style.

Since Zhong Yue obtained Xu Wei's painting system, he has not entered once. He is a little scared, afraid of seeing the crazy man Xu Wei again, that real person who does not belong to the world.

Zhong Yue logged into the freehand painting method system.

Shocked by the scene in front of me.

There are no masters from the past, no mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, insects and fish.

In the entire scene, there are some chaotic ink pens.

hook.

chop.

point.

dye.

cracked.

wipe.

Rub, throw, drag, lift, pick, pick, draw, paint, blew, splash, render...

In this black and white world, it seems that everything has been split and reorganized. Zhong Yue looked at these ink traces, and the ink traces obtained by the crazy man venting them on paper casually after drinking, and the feeling in his heart became even deeper.

Splashing ink and freehand painting, exercise and use of brush is the primary priority.

Collect the shape with lines.

Condensate the potential with shape.

Nine moments, white goose, ink moments...

If one method is perfect, all things are perfect.

Calligraphy and painting are similar. Many peerless calligraphers have been immersed in the art of calligraphy for decades and have only used calligraphy to paint in old age. However, they can achieve great painting skills in just a few years. This is how they understand this.

What Zhong Yue is doing now is not using calligraphy into painting, but a great way that has never been before and has never come.

Calligraphy and painting prove each other!
Chapter completed!