Crazy, my blind date kidnapped me to get the certificate

Chapter 405 Seal (please vote)

A luxurious villa in Kyoto.

Zhao Hongyi held a mobile phone in his left hand, staring at the photo of the copybook sent by Wang Weimin, constantly enlarging the font size, not missing any detail on the copybook, and savoring it carefully.

He also held a mobile phone in his right hand and kept dialing Wang Weimin's number, listening to the beeps on the phone going from beep to unreachable.

He also knew that Wang Weimin had shut down his phone directly.

"This Lao Wang! Where did you get this work?! Master Wang Yizhu? The brushstrokes don't look like...

hiss……"

After tasting it carefully, Zhao Hongyi exclaimed that it was so terrifying!
"This power is even more impressive than Master Wang Yizhu! Ahhh! Lao Wang! Wang Weimin!"

For a rich man who is obsessed with calligraphy, seeing such a top-quality calligraphy treasure, but he can only look at the photo without being able to see, touch and pocket it with his own eyes, it is simply a kind of torture for Zhao Hongyi.

He especially loves calligraphy and has collected calligraphy works by many ancient famous calligraphers. Even famous modern calligraphy masters, he has collected them all.

"There are only words, not even a seal or signature... I have never seen this style before."

No matter how many times Zhao Hongyi looked at this photo, he wanted to have it engraved in his mind, but the copybook written by Lu Ming was not stamped and signed. Zhao Hongyi just didn't know whose hand it was.

Now there is a master of calligraphy whom he doesn't know, but he doesn't know who he is yet. Without his works, his collecting career seems to be missing.

"Where does Lao Wang live now? A large flat near the company? Or a courtyard house? Or a manor villa in the suburbs?"

Zhao Hongyi thought about whether he should go directly to arrest people, but rich people are troublesome. There are too many places to live. There are no less than five or six places he knows about, and there may be others he doesn't know.

So if he wanted to come looking for someone, he might not be able to find him.

"Forget it, you can escape the first grade of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth grade."

In the end, Zhao Hongyi gave up this idea because it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Although it could be seen from the copybook that Wang Weimin was with the calligraphy master, he really had no confidence that he could find them.

He was not sure whether Wang Weimin was in Kyoto or not. What if he was out of town?

Zhao Hongyi decided to wait until he met Wang Weimin, then stalk him to buy his copybook, or ask him to introduce this mysterious calligraphy master.

After making up his mind, Zhao Hongyi stopped trying to call Wang Weimin. Anyway, his phone was turned off and he couldn't get through.

Turning his head to focus on the photos on his phone, he continued to study the copybook.

Maybe this didn't feel good enough, so I turned around and printed out the photo and hung it on the wall.

"Hiss...that's great! It's so well written!"

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On the other side, Wang Weimin turned off his mobile phone.

He carefully put away the copybook with the ink already dried. This was his treasure, and he would have to find someone to frame it later.

After doing all this, he returned to the table, and Lu Ming explained to him.

"Mr. Wang, I'm sorry to trouble you about making the plaque.

Do you have red sandalwood or huanghuali?It is better to use them to make plaques. "

Although Wang Weimin was not like Wang Junjie, Lu Ming still gave special instructions, emphasizing that the wood for making the plaque should be made of red sandalwood or huanghuali.

"Yes! I happen to have a piece of red sandalwood in my collection, which is more than enough to make a plaque!"

Wang Weimin nodded quickly without any hesitation. In his opinion, Lu Ming's copybook was barely worthy of the precious red sandalwood.

"I will definitely find the best craftsman to make Mr. Lu's plaque!" Wang Weimin accepted the task and contributed a piece of wood from his collection.

Lu Ming and Wang Weimin were talking, while Luo Ziqian and the others were still reading the copybook written by Lu Ming to him.

suddenly.

Luo Ziqian looked at the copybook and asked a question.

"Hey, Lao Lu, the copybook you wrote is wrong!?"

As soon as the words came out.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to him.

wrong?

where is wrong? !
Mr. Lu’s calligraphy is the best in the world, how could it be wrong? !
Luo Ziqian was very embarrassed by everyone and said quickly.

"I looked at other calligraphy. In addition to the big characters on the top, there are also some small characters below, as well as seals and so on!

You only have four words, it’s all white, there’s nothing. "

Luo Ziqian is a calligraphy novice and knows very little about calligraphy copybooks, but he has seen other calligraphy books at least, and other calligraphy books are not like Lu Ming's.

It is precisely because he knows the least about calligraphy and has a close relationship with Lu Ming that he can speak his mind without fear.

When Luo Ziqian said this, everyone suddenly realized.

It turns out he was talking about the signature!What Luo Ziqian said is the following line of small characters, which is the signature of the copybook, usually the date the work was written, the name of the author, or the person to whom it was gifted.

Generally, copybooks must be signed and stamped.

It's just that Lu Ming is not a professional calligrapher. He just wants to name the courtyard and inscribe it, so he doesn't have this habit and doesn't have a seal to stamp it.

These small details were ignored by Wang Weimin and others.

They were completely blown away by Lu Ming's calligraphy skills and the joy of getting Lu Ming's copybook. They didn't pay attention to this little detail at all.

On the contrary, Luo Ziqian, a calligraphy novice, was not sober. After he said this, he noticed that these copybooks were missing signatures.

"You have a lot of shit, fat man. I've written it all for you and you're still not satisfied!"

"What you wrote is wrong, why don't you let me say it? I obviously pointed out the problem for you, otherwise you would be laughed at if word got out!"

"Okay, okay, let me add it to you. Thank you."

Lu Ming took action again and added the inscription to Luo Ziqian's calligraphy of Ji Jian Wei Xiong, and also added Wang Ziqiang's benevolent and worry-free calligraphy.

Wang Weimin saw it and quickly took out the one he had put away!

He had just put it away early in the morning and almost missed the step of adding the signature. Fortunately, he acted quickly enough, otherwise he would have suffered a big loss!
"This is wrong. There is no red seal. You put a seal on it, so it looks decent!"

Luo Ziqian was still not satisfied and felt that the copybook was incomplete without the red seal.

"Shit, I'm not a calligrapher. Where did you get the seal? How about I put a fingerprint on it for you? Just do as you please!"

Lu Ming could easily add the signature, just write a few words with a few strokes, but he really didn't have a special seal.

Wang Weimin listened nearby.

Mr. Lu doesn’t have a seal? !How can the No. 1 calligrapher in the world and the world’s calligrapher not have a special seal? !
(End of this chapter)