It's really a bit of a slap in the face.

Wu Mengting did not expect that there would be so few people, so she said helplessly: "Art is inherently highbrow. Master Wang Yi's reputation in the domestic calligraphy and painting circles is indeed very good, but he is not good at packaging and publicity, and he doesn't bother to do it. The secular public has no idea.

He doesn’t know much about it, so it’s normal that not many people come here.”

Lin Wan and Chen Feng could only accept this explanation.

Chen Feng deliberately took out his mobile phone and did a quick search of Master Wang Yi. There were quite a few people with the same name. After adding "calligrapher and painter", he successfully searched for it.

There is a character encyclopedia, which is not very detailed, but it does say that he is one of the few remaining masters of calligraphy and painting in the domestic calligraphy and painting circles. His calligraphy, in particular, has a high status in the domestic calligraphy circle.

Looking at his date of birth, I calculated that he is already over ninety years old this year.

Lin Wan reluctantly turned on the live broadcast and took the friends in the live broadcast room to read calligraphy and paintings, while Chen Feng and Wu Mengting were much more casual.

Look at the works one by one in order.

To be honest, Chen Feng didn't understand much. Especially the ink paintings, they looked very good, but he couldn't tell why they were so good.

However, what is certain is that some of his calligraphy works look really good, and the stylus pen and silver hook are very impressive.

Ten minutes later, both of them stood in front of a piece of work.

This is what Wu Mengting said before, copying Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface", it looks really good.

It looks very comfortable!

What made Chen Feng feel a little strange was that the more he watched it, the more he liked it, and he felt dizzy and intoxicated.

This is definitely not because he knows more about calligraphy, but because he has a very intuitive feeling after looking at this calligraphy.

Chen Feng turned his gaze elsewhere, and this intoxicating feeling of comfort suddenly disappeared.

Looking at the words again, that sense of comfort slowly appeared again.

This is quite amazing!

After Chen Feng repeated it several times, he finally determined that this was not a hallucination or delusion.

Then the only explanation is that this calligraphy is poisonous!

"Meng Ting, if I pay for this calligraphy, can I buy it?" Chen Feng asked hesitantly.

"Ah. Do you want to buy this calligraphy?" Wu Mengting opened her mouth slightly.

Chen Feng nodded seriously: "Well, do you think Master Wang Yi will sell it to me?"

"I don't know...but if the price is...high, there should be no reason not to sell it."

"Okay, I'll ask someone to ask."

So, Chen Feng walked towards a staff member.

When she directly asked if she could buy the calligraphy of "Lanting Preface", the staff thought it was a prank at first. After Chen Feng's repeated assurances, she believed it and helped contact the superior leader in charge of the calligraphy and painting exhibition.

Then Chen Feng was taken to an office, and Wu Mengting followed.

The leader of the art museum also confirmed again and again and clearly told him that if he really wanted to buy the "Lanting Preface" by Master Wang Yi, the price would be at least two million.

Then I asked Chen Feng, at this price, would you still buy it?

Chen Feng said bluntly: "Buy!"

Upon seeing this, the leader immediately helped contact the people from Master Wang Yi.

The person over there is the person in charge of the specific preparation and planning of this calligraphy and painting exhibition. She is the niece of Master Wang Yi, who is also the niece of his wife.

A woman in her fifties, wearing glasses and with a dignified and elegant face, named Zhai, Ms. Zhai.

Of course Master Wang Yi's paintings and calligraphy are for sale, and quite a few of his works have been sold in recent years.

As for this copy of "Lanting Preface", it is not the only one owned by Master Wang Yi. He is over ninety years old. In recent years, he has sold three copies of "Lanting Preface" to the public at the cheapest price.

It was 200,000, but it was more than 20 years ago.

The most expensive one was 2.8 million three years ago.

As for this copy, according to Master Wang Yi himself, it is the most proud work of his life. It was painted on his sixtieth birthday after being drunk.

Therefore, I have been keeping it and not willing to sell it to others.

Therefore, Ms. Zhai needs to ask Master Wang Yi first.

After explaining this, Ms. Zhai went out to make a phone call at Chen Feng's request.

Then he came over with his cell phone and said to Chen Feng: "Master Wang Yi is in Beijing. I need to see the video of you in person before I can decide whether to sell it or not."

Although Chen Feng felt a little weird when he saw this, he still took her cell phone. Master Wang Yi in the cell phone video had sparse white hair and his face was already covered with age spots and wrinkles.

Chen Feng took the initiative to speak: "Hello, Master, I am very sincere in buying your copy of "Lanting Preface". Do you think you can sell it to me? The price is easy to talk about."

Master Wang Yi, who was opposite, asked in a somewhat unclear voice: "Why do you want to buy my painting?"

Chen Feng told the truth: "I feel very comfortable looking at your painting, even a little intoxicated."

"Thank you. Then I'll sell it to you for 3 million."

"Ah, 3 million."

"Well, if you think it's expensive, don't buy it."

"Of course not." Chen Feng shook his head quickly, "I'll buy it!"

In fact, Chen Feng thought it was cheap. After all, as Ms. Zhai said just now, a copy sold for 2.8 million three years ago. Now three years have passed, and this is Master Wang Yi's proud work, which he was reluctant to sell before.

.

Unless what she said was a lie, looking at the shocked look on her face, it shouldn't be a lie.

"Okay, let Xiao Zhai do it."

After saying that, the video conversation ended directly. Master Wang Yi was really straightforward.

"Mr. Chen, you are really lucky. I don't know why the master is suddenly willing to sell you this painting. Someone asked for 5 million before, but he refused. It's really... wait a moment, I'll ask again

he."

Ms. Zhai went out to make a phone call again. A few minutes later, she came back with a look of helplessness.

"Okay. I'll sell this painting to you. I'll sell it to you now, without waiting for the exhibition to end. This is what the master meant."
Chapter completed!