Chi Feibai brought Xiao Yun's calligraphy to the highest -level calligraphy and painting museum in Zhongyang City. He wanted to ask the Museum to mount the word for him.
The curator of the Calligraphy and Calligraphy Museum is an old lady in her 70s, wearing a exquisite workmanship to improve the cheongsam, with a necklace -type folding old flower glasses on the neck.
When she saw this paragraph, she couldn't believe her eyes, and asked at the pond tremblingly to Chi Fei: "Chi Lao, this, this calligraphy, I wonder which famous master you got from?
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Chi Feibai stabbed his beard and was proud of his face.
He knows that as long as he has read this word, no one will not be praised.
"This calligraphy is just an old friend. When I was very boring, I wrote it, let you laugh."
What?!
When you are bored, write it with it?!
This grass is chic and handsome, straight and straightforward, even if a person with a dozen years of skills, there is no way to write it out!
If it is what Chi Feibai said, what would it be like to write a word seriously?!
The old lady folded the old flower mirror in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and then asked at the pond to ask: "Chi Lao, I don’t know about this grass, do you plan to sell it?"
Chi Feibai brushed his sleeves and shook his head and said, "Don't sell it."
The curator's eyes stared at the word with both eyes and thought, and then smiled at each other: "Chi Lao, if you are willing to cut love to make this word, I would like to ... buy two million to buy in two million.
Go it down! "
Two million!
This is already a very high price!
Even if some small and famous calligraphers now have been mixed in the circle for many years, they may not be able to sell their works to this number!
Not to mention Xiao Yun, a little person who is not famous in the calligraphy industry.
However, as the curator of the calligraphy and painting museum, the old lady is naturally wise.
Although she didn't know who this grass came from, she only looked at it, and it was extremely determined. People who wrote this grass would be famous in the future!
At that time, the value of this word will be far more than two million.
The old lady knows that Chi Feibai naturally knows.
He shook his head without hesitation, and laughed: "The curator, this word is given by old friends, how can the older be good?"
The curator's old lady thought, thinking that Chi Fei was suspected to be too low, and hurriedly laughed: "Chi Lao, the price is good to discuss! So, you say a price, happy, I immediately transfer!"
Chi Feibai waved his hand: "The curator, this is not a matter of price or price. This word really does not really plan to sell!"
This is what he finally asked from Xiao Yun. How could he just sell it like this?
That's too losing.
The curator's old lady stared at the grass very much, and continued to persuade: "Chi Lao, don't you say that this was given by your friend?
Write a piece, can you just do it? "
In fact, in the face of the curator's stubbornness, Chi Feibai's heart was not only disgusted, but he was a little proud.
After all, if it was not excavated by yourself, I was afraid that such a good calligraphy would still be buried!
If Xiao Yun is a thousand miles, then he is flying white, and he must find this thousand -mile horse.
Thinking of this, he became more proud of his heart, but he sighed on his face, and said, "Well, the curator, this writing also takes time and energy.
If you are busy, can you ask for a piece of Mo Bao anymore, it is still unknown! Don't be embarrassed. "
When I heard this, the corner of the old lady's mouth was pulled down in an instant, and she was hit hard.
Chi Feibai has rejected this copy, and the old lady is not good at being strong.
Such a good word, she hasn't seen it for decades!
The atmosphere.
It's quite spiritual.
Alas, but if you have no chance to own it, it is just difficult to be flat!
After a while, the curator's old lady mounted Chi Fei Bai.
She reluctantly handed over to the other party.
Seeing Chi Feibai raising her feet and preparing to leave the calligraphy and painting museum.
Thinking about it, she still couldn't help but opened her mouth: "Slow!"
"Chi Lao, if you refuse to sell this word, then ... I wonder if I can exhibit it in my venue for three days?" This chapter has been completed!