Peerless Happy Hand

The industry admired him even more. Since then, he was often invited to attend some events, which made his already immature mentality begin to rise. He gradually considered himself the leader of the cultural relics industry, often made a splash on various occasions, and mercilessly sarcastic and ridiculed some of his colleagues who were beaten by fakes, and became a complacent figure!

It is precisely because of this that Ning Jing saw He Chun's nature clearly and became more and more disgusted with his words and deeds. He gradually began to neglect He Chun, which led to the fact that his good friendship was gone. Now, Ning Jing has hated He Chun very much, but He Chun cannot let go of the beautiful, intelligent and capable Ning Jing and has been chasing him relentlessly!

What He Chun couldn't tolerate the most was that Ning Jing actually brought cold wind, and seeing their words and deeds were very close, I was immediately very jealous.

It is precisely because of this that he followed Ning Jing closely and did not allow them to have the opportunity to get along alone.

When shining by this light bulb, not only the cold wind was unhappy, but the peaceful tranquility was also extremely unhappy.

The reason why Ning Jing suddenly invited Han Feng was actually the only one who knew the fundamental purpose.

Since she parted in Chengdu, Ning Jing has been unforgettable for the style of cold wind. She often thinks of cold wind when she is busy at work. Although she often wants to find cold wind, she just can't find a legitimate reason and torture herself all the time. This emotion makes her feel very strange.

Now that he finally hopes for a good opportunity, Ning Jing will naturally not miss it, so he mustered up the courage to call Hanfeng, but he really agreed, and only she knew the happiness.

But He Chun was shameless and always followed her, making her want to get closer to Han Feng, which made her very angry!

The three of them walked slowly with their own thoughts, and soon they walked to a picture and stopped.

He Chun walked in front, and he stopped first, and the cold wind and Ning Jing were cured.

He Chun proudly pointed to a painting lying in the glass cabinet in front of him and said to Han Feng: "Mr. Han, this is my favorite collection. Please help me see if it is the original one? Haha."

Hanfeng knew that he wanted to test himself, so he smiled and said, "I am a layman in ancient calligraphy and painting, haha."

He Chun also felt that this guy must have no idea, so he took the opportunity to make his fool of himself in front of Ning Jing, so he said, "Mr. Han is humble. I sincerely ask for advice. I would like to ask Mr. Han for advice, haha."

Han Feng saw Ning Jing's encouraging eyes and smiled, "Then I'll take a look. If you are wrong, please don't laugh at me."

He Chun smiled and said, "Please"

This painting is different from other exhibits. There is a card to illustrate the other exhibits, but this painting does not. Han Feng and Ning Jing thought at a glance that He Chun must have been in a difficult situation and took off the card in advance.

When she thought of this, she couldn't tell anything from Han Feng's expression, but Ning Jing looked at He Chun even more in her heart!

Han Feng glanced at it, his face remained unchanged at all, but he didn't speak for a long time. He seemed to be distracted when he looked at the painting.

He Chun was secretly funny, thinking that this kid must have been stumped and could not see the origin of the painting. He wanted to make a cold wind, so he turned around and found that there were several experts and media reporters nearby, so he deliberately said loudly: "Mr. Han, this painting was a vacancy I picked up for 3.5 million in the antique street in Beijing. I wonder if Mr. Han saw any precious things? Hahaha."

After hearing this, people nearby came to watch immediately. Three or four media reporters also gathered around. People from a farther place were immediately attracted to watch here, thinking that something good must have been discovered.

As we all know, anyone who loves to collect must think that their collection is the most precious and truest. When looking at other people's collections, they always find fault with a skeptical eye, and then try their best to describe the other party's things as fakes, so as to demonstrate their so-called "unique vision". Watching the popular TV treasure appraisal programs in recent years, you will find this extremely common phenomenon, and this is also the human bad nature of this.

He Chun is a famous figure. Everyone saw that he seemed to be in front of the exam. When they looked at the young man, they seemed very embarrassed to look at the young man, probably not able to understand it. So everyone was very happy, so they hugged their hands in front of their chests, staring at the slight changes on Han Feng's face, and waiting patiently to see Han Feng look ugly!

Han Feng was embarrassed by everyone's eyes, so he touched his chin and smiled: "This painting is very famous. Most calligraphy and painting enthusiasts will know this painting. This is Mr. Shishi's famous work "Ink Bamboo Picture". I wonder if I'm right?"

He Chun was stunned and looked at Han Feng in surprise, while many others looked around in a daze, and then they looked out to see the painting, but they didn't understand it.

He Chun couldn't help asking: "Mr. Han, can you tell me the characteristics of this painting?"

Han Feng smiled and said, "Looking at this painting, the bamboo pole in the painting is curved and erect, like the dynamics of bamboo growing on a cliff and struggling upward. The bamboo pole is naturally round and has a light ink color. Although the sections are separated, they also have the meaning of being connected.

The strokes of the small branches are fast, soft and gentle, and the branches are horizontally and curved and straight between them look at each emotion. In this picture, the bamboo leaves are even more business-oriented, and they are smooth and smooth, and they are free and easy, gathered or dispersed, and are sparse and dense.

The ink treatment is more creative, using thick ink to write the front of the bamboo leaves, and using light ink to express the back of the bamboo leaves, making the whole picture more colorful and rich in layers. Looking at the whole picture, the rod, section, branches, leaves, and every stroke corresponds, and it is completed in one go. It fully reflects Mr. Shishi's extraordinary brush and ink skills and deep understanding of bamboo."

Han Feng pointed at the painting while talking nonstop. Everyone nodded repeatedly. The arrogant look of the previous one had been replaced by admiration and he no longer dared to be contemptuous.

Ning Jing listened while admiring the cold wind. She suddenly felt that Han Feng was now a monarch who guided the country, so imposing, so gentle and so handsome! She saw her heart beginning to feel strange!

He Chun was naturally very dissatisfied. He smiled and said, "Mr. Han also knows Mr. Shishi, so please tell me how Mr. Han is like this?"

The universal thoughts and magic spell in Hanfeng's brain turned drippingly, and there was information about Mr. Shishi. He sorted it out and said: "Mr. Shishi's name is Wen Tong, a painter in the Northern Song Dynasty. His name is Yuke, and he called himself Mr. Xiaoxiao, a Taoist of Jinjiang, and was known as Mr. Shishi in the world.

Wen Tong was noble in his rhyme, capable of poetry and prose, and was good at calligraphy and painting, and was especially good at painting bamboo. Later generations called him "Wenhuzhou". In fact, he had never been to Huzhou. He was ordered to be the governor of Huzhou in his later years, but died before he could take office. However, his ink bamboo paintings were famous all over the world and had many scholars, especially Wuzhen in the Yuan Dynasty. He collected biography of 25 Song and Yuan painters who studied literature and painted bamboo, and compiled the book "Wenhuzhou Bamboo School", which also showed the world the strength of his faction.

The famous Su Dongpo, Wentong's cousin, was his own cousin and a student of bamboo paintings, and he also praised him from many ways. Therefore, "Wen Yuke" became the ancestor of ink bamboo painting. Mr. He, are I right?"

He Chun was shocked and was at a loss by Han Feng's introduction, because Han Feng knew more and more thoroughly than he knew! When he came to his senses, he quickly praised: "Haha, I didn't expect that Mr. Han was so familiar with Wen Tong, which really opened his eyes. He was taught and taught, haha."

The people watching the audience were also admired and praised Han Feng's knowledge. Many people also came to see this painting, thinking about the artistic conception Han Feng said just now. They all thought that it was too right. This painting has such a charm.

But Han Feng didn't want to let He Chun go.

Hearing everyone's praise, he just smiled and said, "Actually, what I just said was the charm of the ink bamboo picture painted by Wen Tong. Anyone who has studied this thing will be very clear. It's a pity that many people can't see the original copy, but they only rely on what is said in the book. If you have the opportunity to see the original copy and learn it, you will have a very deep understanding of the artistic conception in the above painting. Unfortunately, it is too difficult to see the original copy."

The onlookers were puzzled. Isn’t this right in front of me? Everyone looked up at Han Feng without saying anything, but their eyes showed deep questions.

Ning Jing also felt that Han Feng had another mystery, so she asked, "Xiao Han, have you seen this painting several times? Why is it said that this painting is difficult to see?"

Han Feng looked at Ning Jing and said, "I have only seen it once, because this painting is so precious. In order to protect it to the greatest extent, I have not been publicly displayed so far. I have seen it once by chance."

The more Ning Jing listened, the more she felt something was wrong. She was smart and immediately sang a double act with Han Feng: "No, I have only seen it once? Does this count?"

Han Feng smiled faintly and said, "Of course, forget it."

Ning Jing frowned with her beautiful eyebrows and asked, "Then where did you see this national treasure?"

Han Feng glanced at He Chun and found that he was also looking at him nervously, so he said, "Taipei Forbidden City"

Han Feng naturally had never been to Taipei, but this guy's universal thought mantra clearly told him that the original painting of Wen Tong's ink bamboo was transported to Taiwan by Jiang Jiang. This is a fact, so the tone he spoke was loud and very certain.

"What! I have only seen it in the Forbidden City in Taipei, so how can I explain this painting?" A middle-aged man asked loudly with a quick-talking finger on the ink bamboo picture in the glass cabinet.

The cold wind and clouds smiled lightly and said to Ning Jing: "Xiaojing, let's go over there and take a look at the porcelain."

Ning Jing said very cooperatively: "Okay."

He Chun heard Han Feng say this, and then reached out and grabbed Han Feng's arm and said angrily: "Han Feng, please make your words clear. What do you mean?"