Chapter 139

White clouds covered the black line and connected the phone.

"Hey, Qian Lao!"

"White boy, where are you now?" Qian Chun's tone was a little urgent.

"I'm at home. Why..."

Before Bai Qiyun finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

Curious Zhao Yuxin, seeing that the phone hung up, asked, "why is Qian calling? I haven't said a word yet!"

"I don't know. He asked me where I was, and then hung up. It sounded very urgent!" Bai Qiyun shrugged, also full of doubts.

It is reasonable to say that the president of the Tangtang Chinese cultural association can not be so brazen as to go back on his word!

I've promised to lend him for three days. Besides, although this jinsinan is good, it's not too expensive!

When Bai Qiyun and Zhao Yuxin were in a fog.

Qian Chun over there hung up and breathed a sigh.

"Fortunately, fortunately, when they arrive, I will directly take them to Bai's house to see the old man Bai Gang!"

Qian Chun murmured in a low voice, and then shouted at the door: "Xiao Liu, prepare the car!"

"Ah, good!"

The bodyguard answered.

Soon, Qian Chun took a bag of tea from his collection and asked the bodyguard to drive to Bai's house.

I sent a message directly to the group on the way.

"The address of those who want to read the calligraphy today is Baijia manor."

On the magic viaduct in Yudu, Zhou Kang, who was hurrying back from chuandu in an old Audi, saw the information in the group and said with the driver: "go to Baijia Manor!"

The Bai family is also a big family in Yudu. The drivers of these big men are familiar with them.

"OK!"

The driver responded and began to re plan the route on the navigation.

Several other group members in Yudu also changed their destinations for the first time.

In the Qi family manor at this time, Qi Zhongxun has been restless since he received a call from Qian Chun. Later, he called Qi Xuanxuan and knew that Bai Gang was coming back tonight. They were in the Bai family.

After much thought, Qi Zhongxun plans to go to Bai's house.

The first is to look at old friends. The second is to find out. Qian Chun asked him about Lu yunqi's ability to write.

···

In an hour.

Qi Zhongxun came to Baijia manor.

"Hey, Qian Lao, what a coincidence. You also came to visit Lao Bai?" As soon as he got off the bus, Qi Zhongxun saw that Qian Chun had just got off the bus!

Qian Chun was stunned when he heard the sound, and then said with a smile: "ha ha, it seems that there is a blessing in mouth today!"

"Ha ha, let's go and go in together?"

Qi Zhongxun laughed and naturally understood Qian Chun's meaning.

His relationship with Bai Gang is known to the older generation. Therefore, if Qi Zhongxun is present, Bai Gang will certainly take out his precious wine.

Therefore, Qian Chuncai would say that today is a blessing in the mouth.

"There are still a few people who haven't arrived, but they're coming soon. Wait for them!" Qian Chun shook his head and smiled.

His purpose today is not to specially visit Bai Gang, but to take everyone in the calligraphy industry to appreciate the calligraphy notes in Bai Qiyun's hand.

"Well, my granddaughter is still in there. I happened to have something to do with her, so I went first."

Qi Zhongxun said.

Qian Chun's eyes flashed and asked, "is your grandson-in-law there?"

If Qi Zhongxun's grandson-in-law were there, he would be able to see whether he wrote the calligraphy on the spot.

If he really wrote the calligraphy, after that···

"Yes, what's the matter?" Qi Zhongxun squinted at Qian Chun and replied.

"It's all right. You go first and I'll be there later!" Qian Chun chuckled.

It seems that Qi Zhongxun's misunderstanding is a little deep. He explains it to him but doesn't believe it. We'd better wait to see if the note was written by the boy.

Qi Zhongxun didn't think any more and turned into Baijia manor.

Qian Chun at the door sent a message in the group, urged him, and then called Bai Qiyun.

Six in the evening.

The others arrived, too.

All the people who came here this time were very famous people in the calligraphy circle of Yudu.

President of Calligraphy Association: Zhou Kang.

Calligrapher: Qin Yi.

Calligrapher: Wang Shi.

Calligrapher: Zhang Fengzhi.

"Well, you're all here?" Bai Qiyun came to the door, looked at several people at the door and said in surprise.

"Mr. Bai, nice to meet you. It's annoying to visit rashly!"

"Lao Bai, are you afraid that some of our old men will make your family poor?"

“···”

Several people joked one after another.

Bai Qiyun knows these people, even very familiar with them.

"Well, everyone rushed here today for the photos I sent you this afternoon, right?" The crutch in Qian Chun's hand knocked on the ground and said faintly.

"That's for sure!"

The people answered with one voice.

"That note is white boy's!" Qian Chun looked at Bai Qiyun and said, "you let us talk at your door?"

"No, no, please come in."

Bai Qiyun said with a smile.

In my heart, I smiled bitterly. Didn't you have a good chat at the door?

As they walked, they said on the road.

"Old Qian, I came back from chuandu specifically to see the calligraphy. Listen to you, the ink is still brand-new?"

Zhou Kang asked first.

Wang Shi, as a calligrapher whose calligraphy attainments are second only to Zhou Kang, said curiously: "Qian Lao, Lao Bai, are you sure that the calligraphy is not a copy of the ancients?"

Only a real calligrapher knows how difficult it is to write his own style of calligraphy and painting and show the charm of that meaning.

Others are also curious.

Obviously, everyone doesn't believe that modern people can write calligraphy and painting with their own style.

Listening to the questions of several people, Bai Qiyun turned back, faced the eyes of the people and explained: "you have seen photos and know calligraphy better than me. I believe you can judge it."

Indeed···

Although there is a big difference between the picture and the real picture on the scene.

But these people are all calligraphy masters who have been deposited in the calligraphy industry for many years. Even in the form of photos, they can clearly feel that the calligraphy book is different.

There was no trace of any ancient style on that calligraphy.

This is why Zhou Kang rushed back from chuandu.

"My heart is itchy. Hurry up. I want to see the authentic work quickly!"

"Me too, Mr. Bai. How far is your study?"

"Ha ha... Bai Qiyun said with a smile," soon, soon, soon. "

"By the way, Lao Bai, where did you come from? Do you know who wrote it?" Zhou Kang quickened his pace and asked.

As soon as Zhou Kang finished asking, everyone's eyes fell on Bai Qiyun.

"This note was given to me by my son-in-law. I was surprised when I first saw it; He said it was written by his brother, and I don't believe it, so I took the calligraphy in the afternoon and always helped me with the change! "

Bai Qiyun said truthfully.

Everyone felt the pride in his heart, but he didn't care much about it now.

But Qian Chun, with a black face, echoed, "yes, after giving you the palm, my gold Sinan will be gone."

"Old Qian, touch your conscience and say, is this calligraphy worthy only of your golden nanmu?"

Hearing Qian's reluctant words, Bai Qiyun immediately retorted.