Chapter 133 I Will Teach You What Real Calligraphy Is!

Zhou Cheng, who was not far away, saw Ding Ran's intimate behavior towards Fang Yu, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Fang Yu frowned and took a step back when he saw Ding Ran approaching.

"You can say it here if you have something to say, and I may not help you." Fang Yu said.

Ding Ran glanced at Zhou Cheng behind him and said anxiously: "Fang Yu, I can't say it here... Can you help me? It's really urgent!"

Fang Yu followed Ding Ran's eyes and looked at Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Cheng's eyes were very cold.

It's obvious that Ding Ran has caused trouble again.

"If you can't say it, then don't say it." Fang Yu said lightly.

Ding Ran didn't expect Fang Yu to refuse so straightforwardly, and he bit his lip anxiously for a while.

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation around.

"Master Cai is out!"

Everyone looked forward together, and an old man with gray hair, about sixty years old, was supported by a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

As soon as he appeared, he became the focus of the exhibition hall.

This is the contemporary calligraphy master, Cai Gaoyang.

Many people gathered around and greeted Cai Gaoyang.

"Master Cai, I'm Zhang from Dingsheng Group..."

"Master Cai, hello, I'm from..."

"Master Cai..."

Everyone rushed to greet Cai Gaoyang, hoping that Cai Gaoyang would remember them.

Qin Yimo stood still.

"Why don't you go? Don't you like his calligraphy very much?" Fang Yu asked.

"I'll go later. There are too many people around him now." Qin Yimo was so excited that his face turned red, staring at Cai Gaoyang.

"Everyone, please be quiet. My father has been ill recently and is not in a good condition. He is afraid of noise." At this time, the man who supported Cai Gaoyang said.

He is Cai Gaoyang's son, Cai Zhengnan.

The surroundings immediately became quiet.

Cai Gaoyang coughed dryly and said, "Thank you all for coming here today. These works in the exhibition hall are the result of my hard work over the past ten years. Of course, there are many flaws in them. Please forgive me."

"Where are the flaws? There are absolutely no flaws! Master Cai, you are too demanding of yourself!"

The people around him said in a row.

Cai Gaoyang laughed, touched his beard, and said, "Please appreciate it."

Taking advantage of the fact that there were not so many people around Cai Gaoyang, Qin Yimo hurried forward.

"Master Cai, hello, I am Qin Yimo." Qin Yimo said respectfully to Cai Gaoyang.

"Qin Yimo? Are you Mr. Qin Wudao's..." Cai Gaoyang's eyes changed slightly and asked.

"Qin Wudao is my grandfather." Qin Yimo replied.

"Oh, it's true... The last time I had tea with your grandfather was three years ago... Time flies so fast." Cai Gaoyang sighed.

During the conversation between Cai Gaoyang and Qin Yimo, Cai Zhengnan, who was standing by, stared at Qin Yimo's face, looking her up and down, and even couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

What a beautiful woman.

And from the tone of his father, this woman has a strong background.

It would be nice if he could have a deeper exchange with her.

Cai Zhengnan looked at Qin Yimo, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you, this is my son, Cai Zhengnan." After Cai Gaoyang chatted with Qin Yimo for a few words, he glanced at Cai Zhengnan and said.

"Hello, Mr. Cai." Qin Yimo nodded to Cai Zhengnan.

Cai Zhengnan looked at Qin Yimo and was distracted for a moment.

Qin Yimo frowned slightly. She knew that Cai Zhengnan had been staring at her. She didn't like this kind of look, but this man was Master Cai's son after all, so she didn't show her disgust too obviously.

After briefly greeting Cai Zhengnan, Qin Yimo looked at Cai Gaoyang again and asked respectfully: "Master Cai, I really like your calligraphy and want to buy one to take home to study and appreciate. I wonder if you can..."

Cai Gaoyang was stunned and laughed.

Qin Yimo is the daughter of the Qin family. Being on good terms with her is equivalent to being on good terms with the Qin family. It's just a copybook, nothing.

Thinking of this, Cai Gaoyang was about to agree.

But at this time, Cai Zhengnan on the side said: "Miss Qin, your father hasn't sold calligraphy for a long time. I'm afraid your request..."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Qin Yimo's eyes, and he said: "I can understand..."

"But we are willing to make an exception for Miss Qin, but... the calligraphy here is not my father's best work. My father's good works are all at home in Huaibei. If Miss Qin really wants to buy one, you can go back to Huaibei with us after today's exhibition. Then I will show you my father's masterpiece."

"We live in Qingliulin, and the scenery there is no worse than here. Miss Qin will definitely like it." Cai Zhengnan smiled.

Cai Gaoyang on the side was a little confused at first, but he soon knew Cai Zhengnan's intention.

It seems that his son has taken a fancy to Qin Yimo and wants to take the opportunity to get close to her.

Cai Gaoyang will naturally not stop such a thing.

If Cai Zhengnan can really succeed, it will only benefit the Cai family. After all, Qin Yimo is the daughter of the Qin family.

Hearing this, Qin Yimo hesitated.

She understood what Cai Zhengnan meant.

She was very disgusted with this approach.

However, she really wanted to get a piece of Cai Gaoyang's calligraphy.

If she refused at this time, she might not have the chance to get it.

What to do?

Cai Zhengnan looked at Qin Yimo with a smile.

From Qin Yimo's eyes, he knew that Qin Yimo really wanted to get his father's calligraphy.

He was going to take advantage of this, slowly close the distance with Qin Yimo, and finally swallow him in one gulp.

Prior to this, Cai Zhengnan had used similar methods to play with many so-called rich people from all over China, and he had tried and failed.

Of course, Qin Yimo's identity was still several levels higher than those of the women he had played with before.

It is precisely because of this that he is more motivated.

"Hey, I said I already have several copybooks by Huang Daoran at home, and I can sell you one. Why do you need to buy his copybooks again?" At this time, Fang Yu stepped forward and said to Qin Yimo.

Fang Yu spoke in a low voice. Not only Qin Yimo, but also many people around him heard it.

The expressions of Cai Gaoyang and his son changed.

Does this young man have Huang Daoran's copybook in his hand?

How can this be?

"Boy, do you know who Huang Daoran is? Do you have his copybook in your hand? What are you bragging about? There are only three authentic works of Huang Daoran left! How can you have it in your hand?"

"That's right, you're bragging about not drafting! Even if there is one, it's 100% fake and copied by future generations!"

There was a discussion around.

"This kid is just talking nonsense. I had a few chats with him just now and found out that this kid doesn't understand art at all! He has no appreciation ability at all." At this time, the bald man who had talked to Fang Yu before said loudly.

"That's right, the only words used to describe Master Cai are good and very good. It really makes me laugh." Another middle-aged man also said sarcastically.

"Forgive me, I really can't think of any good adjectives. Because his handwriting does look ordinary." Fang Yu said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Qin Yimo even held his forehead.

Why is Fang Yu talking now?

Now how to do? Saying such words will not only offend Cai Gaoyang, but also be ridiculed by so many people present!

Ding Ran, who was not far behind him, also looked at Fang Yu in surprise.

He even said in public that Master Cai Gaoyang's calligraphy was mediocre...

Zhou Cheng walked up to Ding Ran, pointed to his head, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ran, your friend seems to have some problems here, right?"

In the field, Cai Gaoyang narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Fang Yu, and asked: "Young man, do you think my calligraphy is ordinary?"

"Yeah, I hope you don't mind, I only represent my personal opinion." Fang Yu said.

"Then whose handwriting do you think is better?" Cai Gaoyang asked with a smile instead of anger.

"Huang Daoran, I said I have several paintings of his calligraphy at home..." Fang Yu replied.

"Nonsense! Even my father can't get Huang Shusheng's authentic work, how can you have it in your hands?" Cai Zhengnan said with a gloomy face.

Today was Cai Gaoyang's personal calligraphy and painting exhibition. He didn't expect that a stupid young man like Fang Yu would appear. How dare he say that Cai Gaoyang's calligraphy was ordinary?

The most ridiculous thing in the world!

Cai Gaoyang is well-known both inside and outside China. How many people want to ask for a calligraphy from him but cannot?

Fang Yu is so young, how dare he speak nonsense!

Whose naughty kid is this? It’s really unbelievable!

People around him pointed at Fang Yu.

"Young man, you have always said that you have the authentic work of Huang Daoran in your hand. Can you show it to everyone? Huang Shusheng has always been the object of my study. I know that there is a gap between me and him. If you have the original work in your hand, There is really his authentic work in it, and I really beg you to take it out and let me learn from it..." Cai Gaoyang said.

"I didn't bring the copybook with me, how could I take it out for you to appreciate?" Fang Yu asked with a raised brow.

There was a burst of laughter all around.

This young man is simply inexplicable!

I talked a lot, but in the end, there was no practical information at all.

Then you are talking nonsense!

"Master Cai, don't waste words with him. This person is just looking for trouble. Just ask the security guards to expel him." Someone suggested.

Cai Gaoyang looked at Fang Yu, shook his head, and said: "I know that young people today are arrogant and look down on this and that, but the craft of calligraphy is really not something you young people can understand. It is a kind of inheritance. , is a kind of art that requires a certain amount of precipitation and accumulation before one can appreciate it..."

"You just said you wanted to learn, right? There's no need to bring Huang Daoran out, I can teach you what real calligraphy is." Fang Yu was a little impatient and interrupted Cai Gaoyang's teaching.