Galactic Garbage Station Chapter 319: Words that cannot be read casually
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For laymen, there is nothing more intuitive than the price to reflect the value of a painting. Ten million is enough to explain everything. Many people looked at this picture, instead of holding an appreciation attitude, but as if looking at a lot of banknotes, they were short of breath and were about to move.
Wang Yan opened his mouth and forgot to close it for a long time. I was shocked not only because of the value of this painting, but also because this painting was sent by Su Jing. It is hard to believe that Su Jing actually gave such a valuable gift. Where did he get it? Even for their entire Tang family, it is difficult to have such a big hand.
"Mr. Su, this picture is too expensive to be accepted." Murong Qin is very careful.
"I think Mr. Murong is very suitable for this painting. It has the same high artistic conception. This painting is suitable to stay with you." Su Jing said, although I was surprised, this painting was so expensive, but it was not intended to change. Be a gift idea. This picture is one of the few pictures found in the Desolate Era Universe trash. Compared with the beautiful woman visualization chart, this picture is not good enough to know how many grades, this picture is not enough to call it visualization technique. However, it is estimated to be from the hands of a monk, and the artistic conception is still very deep, which is not comparable to the average painter.
Listening to Su Jing's words, everyone around me lamented that at least tens of millions of gifts without knowing the upper limit can be handed out in this way, which is called rich and generous, and this is called generous.
"Mr. Su is awesome, I ca n’t match the mood of this picture. I really ca n’t accept it. You should take it back. When these three little mice have offspring, remember to give me a few. "Murong Qin smiled and resigned, with a firm attitude, refused to say anything, and making Su Jing was not good anymore. I was very helpless. It was so difficult to give a gift this year.
"Mr. Su. I have a question, are these two lines in the lower right corner added later?" Tall and thin old man Old Xie suddenly pointed to the two lines in the lower right corner of the landscape painting and asked, the above is: Guide Mountain And praise. Qing Beihai thought the bottle.
"How did it affect this painting?" Su Jing did not answer the question.
"Generally speaking. Later, the inscriptions will affect the value of the painting more or less, unless the inscription person's identity or calligraphy is extraordinary. These words are really well written, and they are very in line with the artistic conception. There are additional points. I just wondered if you had it before you bought it, or who added it later ... "Old Xie said this and suddenly stopped. I watched Su Jing for a while, and for a reason, said a sentence, "You surnamed Su? You pretend to ask, but you call it Su Jing."
"Yes." Su Jing was surprised that the Old Xie even knew his name.
"It turned out to be you, no wonder, no wonder, these two sentences are yours in the title? Teacher He Ruixiang mentioned me to you many times. I have also seen the couplet you wrote. It has been a long time. I finally saw it today. Your Calligraphy is obviously more advanced. It is completely a master of calligraphy. Teacher He Ruixiang will be happy when he sees it. ”Old Xie laughed.
"Old Xie has won the prize." Su Jing suddenly realized that he had heard of himself from Teacher He.
Murong Qin, Liu Hong and the others. According to the conversation between Old Xie and Su Jing's, I understand what happened over here, and I was unavoidably surprised. I did not expect that Su Jing was so young that he had such a calligraphic accomplishment. With their eyes, they could not see that the two lines of characters were actually behind Adding it, I thought that the original author's title was completely different from that of landscape painting.
"Did you bring other calligraphy creations. Let me see more, or show it on the spot?" Old Xie asked. Murong Qin and Liu Hong also looked forward.
"I just brought it." Su Jing said. He practiced the words on the waste paper from Immortal World every day, and the brush words he had written had basically reached that mood. In the past few days, I practiced the sword writing from Desolate Era, and the calligraphy artistic conception is more profound. The inscriptions on landscape paintings are naturally deliberately controlled, with no sword intent. However, this makes the artistic conception discounted. Compared with the words containing sword meaning, it is simply worthless.
Su Jing thinks that the words in the handwriting from Desolate Era Universe can't be seen by others, which may scare people. No one can read even the sword-written text that he wrote. For example, the bald middle-aged man at the door of the house last time was scared to collapse after reading it, but if it is a person with a stronger spirit and a higher understanding, maybe Able to withstand, once it can withstand, so many look will bring many benefits. In that case, the words written with swords in them become infinitely useful.
"Take it out and let me see it." Old Xie said.
Su Jing took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket, but he took it in his hand, and he hesitated again. Old Xie is well versed in the concept of calligraphy and should belong to the type of spiritual force with a stronger perception, but ca n’t bear it in case Wouldn't it make him lose face in front of everyone, even if he was shown to him in private, it would make him lose his mind, I'm afraid I can't spare him.
"Why don't you want to show me?" Old Xie smiled.
"It doesn't matter if you don't show it to Old Xie, at least let me see it as Father of Longevity." Murong Qin smiled.
"It is an honor for me to appreciate the characters you write, but the words I have written recently are too harsh, and my mind may be affected or even unbearable." Su Jing said in a more euphemistic way.
"Oh, my mind is affected? Are you kidding my old man?" Old Xie laughed, how many paintings and calligraphy he has admired, knowing that he does not lose to anyone, and has never heard of calligraphy so powerful. influenced. This is reality, not a fantasy world.
"I didn't lie to you." Su Jing didn't hand the paper out.
At this moment, "Slap" suddenly reached out and grabbed the paper in Su Jing's hand, which was the Zhu Yizhi squeezed over. In fact, if you want to hide Su Jing, of course you can hide. I am afraid that there is no one on the earth who can grab things from his hands. However, when he saw this Zhu Yizhi, he didn't hide.
Zhu Yizhi shook the paper in his hand and said, "Pretend to be a ghost, toss and squeeze, or not a man. Isn't it just a few words, can't you look at it?" He was still waiting to give Mr. Murong a gift Seeing Su Jing alone dragging for so long, as if he is the protagonist, is really impatient. In particular, Su Jing kept showing up in front of Murong Xian'er, which made him wanting to find an opportunity to contribute to Murong Xian'er more unbearable.
During speaking, he unfolded the paper in his hand and looked at the words above. Su Jing watched with interest, and did not stop, originally wanted to try whether someone could bear it, since this guy took the initiative to experiment small white mouse, then let him be good, Su Jing quite hope that he can succeed, open a Good head. (To be continued.)