Such a masterpiece, even if you can't own it, you have to show at least a few days in your own calligraphy and painting museum?
Chi Feibai thought about it, and said, "The curator, I am afraid that you will disappoint you. The old friend is low -key, and it is estimated that it is not willing to take out your own work to exhibit."
In the few times in contact with Xiao Yun, he probably knew the personality of the other party.
The hidden is not revealed, and the achievements are unsuccessful.
Hearing that the corner of the old lady's mouth was almost going to the ground.
She sighed heavily, and the whole person looked disappointed. After a while, she returned to God, and laughed for far -fetched: "Well, then I will not send the pool old, you go slowly."
Chi Fei Bai slightly sipped his head, turned around and took the grass to leave the calligraphy museum.
Twenty minutes later.
In an antique high -end teahouse.
Two old people with Xianfeng sits together and taste tea, one of which is Chi Feibai.
Opposite him, he was sitting with an old man who looked similar to him, and his spirit was shaking.
"Brother Chi, do you run to me from a distance, is there anything about?"
The old man who speaks is one of the veterans in the calligraphy industry, Liu An.
I saw that he was wearing a Tang costume, a leisurely sip of tea, raising his hands and feet, showing everyone's style.
Chi Feibai laughed without saying a word, and handed the paper in his hand directly.
"Brother Liu, look at this first."
Liu An glanced suspiciously.
In his impression, Chi Feibai is not like a person who likes to make mystery so much.
"How? Where did you take the real traces of celebrities?"
Chi Fei White laughed mysteriously: "Oh, look at it first!"
Liu An opened the scroll, and the look in his eyes changed from laziness to shock!
"This ... this word! This word is written?" Liu An's hand trembled with the scroll, his face was incredible.
As one of the veterans in the calligraphy world, he hasn't seen such an excellent work for a long time!
Just when he was worried about the future of the calligraphy world, such a exquisite work suddenly appeared in front of him, it was simply sleeping to send pillows!
Chi Feibai laughed and waved his hand and said, "Well, after the old age has opened the martial arts, where can I still have time to write? After so many years, the skills have long been rusty. How can I write such a cloud of calligraphy?
"
As soon as Liu An heard it, he was interested and asked quickly: "Who wrote this word?"
Speaking of this, Chi Feibai's eyes appeared at the bottom of his eyes. He stabbed his beard and laughed: "The old age has recently met a close friend.
But he passed the time and wrote it with it. "
"Brother Liu, what do you think?"
boom!
Liu An only felt that something in his mind was exploded, and his ears sounded "buzzing".
Write it?
Such a word is actually handwritten ?!
He doesn't believe anything.
This line of grass bones and bones are all prepared, and the collection is excessive, it is simply a pen!
You can write such a vivid and vivid word, if you write it seriously ...
Liu An shuddered without origin.
He looked at the words in his hands full of faces, and made it over and over again.
Suddenly, he raised his head and asked: "This ... is this really your friend wrote it?"
Chi Feibai said and said with no choice: "Yeah, it is just writing it. If it wasn't for the old stop, this word would almost be thrown away by him as a garbage!"
What?!
Can such a good word be thrown away as garbage?!
Just as Liu An was still wrong, Chi Feibai said next words that made him three views. This chapter has been completed!