Finally, Shen Qiuhua's works appeared on the exhibition stand. It's a running book. It is written by Huang Tingjian's "Subtracted Magnolia". "Yu Han is fighting for orders. The snow and the wax plum are in the shadows. The east wind last night. The cattle have been sent out to persuade the old age. The clouds are full of power. The sky is only a few feet away.
As soon as this word appeared, everyone saw it on the projection screen, and then no one exclaimed: "The real work of Huang Luzhi!"
Yang Qiong looked at Shen Qiuhua in astonishment. The work just introduced is obviously Shen Qiuhua's work, what is the original work
A confident smile appeared 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 strange. When I was at home, my father recommended me to learn his calligraphy by heart, but unfortunately I was a teenager and it was difficult to understand the subtlety of it. But it was here that I really saw the beauty of it. I am quite satisfied with this character."
They were chatting calmly here, but the pot was already boiling over there. There were also many wealthy businessmen who knew calligraphy, and they were all discussing this calligraphy with the people around them.
Vice President Huang stood on the stage and smiled and looked at the people who were talking about it below. He had the same expression when he first saw the word. At first glance, this is an authentic work by Huang Tingjian, but only upon closer inspection will one find that there are still some differences between the two. In other words, Shen Qiuhua only imitated a running script in the style of Huang Tingjian, rather than deliberately creating fakes that look like real ones.
"Everyone has been discussing for a long time, and they are obviously knowledgeable. The base price of this work is 30,000 yuan, and the price is now starting." Vice President Huang gave the base price. With a nameless person like Shen Qiuhua, it is very rare that a single word can offer such a reserve price.
Shen Qiuhua was stunned under the stage, then turned to ask Yang Qiong, "Is it so valuable?"
Thirty thousand! Her monthly salary is only 300, which is enough for 100 months. Even if the salary is corrected in the future, it will only be about 2,000, 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 a number plate. With the leader, the number of people who bid the price gradually increased. When the price was called over 100,000, the audience seemed to have entered a strange state of madness.
Shen Qiuhua shook his head, "This character is not worth so much money." She was very satisfied with the writing of this character, but after all, it was an imitation and could not be put on the table.
The word was eventually bought for 120,000 yuan. Yang Qiong glanced at the person who took the picture, and said with emotion: "It would be great if this 120,000 yuan was given to us, but it's a pity to donate it."
"We don't have so much money. I don't think I can even get half of it." Now she finally realized that these businessmen were actually responding to the government's call and came here to donate some money for charity. As for what to take home, they may not care at all.
The next work, still written by Shen Qiuhua, is still in running script. But this time, no one exclaimed, because the style of this character doesn't belong to anyone, it's just Shen Qiuhua's. This is one of the seven masterpieces, "Ti Su Ma Gang" written by Yue Fei: "Immediately Lin Gang opened his eyes, and the clouds opened a stream. The water of the machine is still passed down to Jin, and if the millet leaves the palace, who will pity Zhou? Nanfu is only today. Clown, when will Beiyuan return to Shenzhou! I swear that I will reward the saint with seven feet, and I am angry at the end of the world without tears."
Shen Qiuhua looked at the enlarged work on the projection, and at the last two lines of the poem, "I vow to pay the saint with seven feet, and I will not let the tears in my heart." Yue Wumu was determined to kill the enemy, but was powerless to return to heaven. All the anger is in this sentence "anger refers to the end of the world without tears." Above. Throughout the ages, there must be not only good ministers, but also wise masters, otherwise it will be exhausting and useless.
The reserve price for this work is still 30,000 yuan, but the bidders are not so enthusiastic this time. After all, if I bought the last one, it can be said to be a copy of Huang Tingjian, but this one is really not well-known.
However, although the scene is not as enthusiastic as the previous round, the price has been increasing.
"Twenty thousand!"
Hearing this voice, everyone turned to look at the bidder. At this sight, there was quite a commotion in the crowd.
"It's him." Yang Qiong said softly.
Shen Qiuhua turned his head, "You know him?"
"I don't know, 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, but his memory is still relatively good.
"He is Mr. Li's grandson, 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.
As soon as the price of 200,000 came out, it more than doubled the previous price. Of course, everyone could take the money, but no one wanted to be taken advantage of, so no one asked for the price after that.
Vice President Huang called three times and no one bid, so he dropped the hammer. Li Enyi bought the word.
Several works that appeared after Shen Qiuhua were all veterans of the calligraphy association. They were well-known, so the work was quickly taken away. The final work presented at the end is the work of Mr. Li.
Shen Qiuhua sat up straight again. She stayed in the association for half a year, and only Mr. Li's works have not been seen. At this moment, curiosity was swayed by ten percent.
There is only one word for the presentation of the works—quiet.
The most common content is also in running script. Shen Qiuhua's eyes suddenly lit up, and waves surged in his heart for a while. She is a master of calligraphy and 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 self-cultivation, and the peace of mind after a lifetime of changes.
"Sure enough, it's everyone." That smile that was like a bosom friend swept across her face.
With Old Li's reputation, this character naturally sold for a very high price. So far, the auction ended successfully, and everyone was satisfied.
"Let's go." Seeing that someone had 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 looked back and saw that Li Enyi was striding forward.
"Mr. Li." Shen Qiuhua nodded politely.
"I'm very happy to be able to shoot Miss 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 spoke very politely.
"Okay. Please take me to say goodbye to Mr. Li." Shen Qiuhua nodded again, turned and left the venue with Yang Qiong.
Seeing this scene, Liu Jin's face was twisted with jealousy. God knows that her eyes have been chasing Li Enyi, but the other party doesn't even look at her.
"What's so great? Isn't it just that you can write a few calligraphy."
Li Enyi also turned his head at this time, just to see the staff bring the picture of "Inquiry to Magang". He took it, couldn't help but open it and read it again, nodding from time to time.
The wealthy businessmen left one after another, and soon there were not many people in the venue. Old Li came over with a cane, and Li Enyi hurriedly supported him.
"No. Although Grandpa is old, he has not reached the point where he can't move." Old Li refused his grandson's support and walked to the lounge next to him by himself.
In the lounge, Mr. Li motioned to Li Enyi to place the words on the coffee table. "I swear that I will pay the sage with seven feet, and I am angry at the end of the world without tears. Enyi, look at this last stroke, it is long and continuous, but a little bit of ink seems to show that the person who wrote it is extremely excited. That girl is I really understood this poem, and I also understood Yue Wumu, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to write such an atmosphere."
Li Enyi sat beside his grandfather, poured a cup of tea that the waiter had just brought, and handed it to Mr. Li. "You just look good at others, so everything is fine."
"Hey! You kid. Your grandfather, I just like that girl named Shen. That girl is definitely not easy. Grandpa told you from a young age that writing is like being a human being. A girl can write like this, so she is definitely a powerful character as a human being. ."
Li Enyi didn't expect that a single word could make grandpa see so many things, so he couldn't help asking: "What have you seen now?"
Old Li took a sip of tea and smiled mysteriously. "If I see it right, this girl is Wang Zuozhi's talent."
Li Enyi's face that had not been serious all the time suddenly became serious. "Grandpa, you... are you telling the truth?"
"I don't know if it's true. But that's what I think." Old Li looked at his grandson, "Do you have any ideas?"
Li Enyi rubbed his hands and hesitated for a while.
"Haha!" Boss Li laughed. "Grandson, you were raised by your grandfather. Don't hide your thoughts from your grandfather. 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, he could only draw such a conclusion. Beautiful, flawless beauty.
"She's very calm. She has an aura that a girl her age doesn't have. It's strange, but it's also unique." Li Enyi seemed to be recalling how he felt after seeing Shen Qiuhua.
"That's a classical temperament. Xiao Shen doesn't look like a modern person." Li Lao smiled: "I don't know what kind of Zhong Ling's beautiful landscape can raise a person like her, she just came out of the picture scroll. Same."
Hearing what Mr. Li said, Li Enyi also felt that Shen Qiuhua's unique temperament was indeed very classical. Classical is actually a very abstract word. Especially when it comes to describing a person, it is totally a feeling.
It has to be said that no matter how hard Shen Qiuhua tried to integrate into this era, the time was still too short. The ancient aura on her body can't be completely removed so quickly.
"Grandpa, you see people more thoroughly than I do. I just think she's different."
Li Lao did not continue to ask questions. In his opinion, the grandson has grown up long ago, and such matters of affection should not be left to an old man like him. Today is no longer the era of arranged marriages, and young people should know better how to choose.