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Chapter 94 "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" [Second update]

"Yes, if possible, I would like to auction a few more."

When Chu Feng saw the surprised expression on the purple-haired woman's face, he knew that he could definitely add a few more. After all, his calligraphy works are really impressive.

As for why he only sold a few more, it was because he knew that rare things were more expensive, so he didn't plan to auction off his works aggressively. If the supply exceeded demand, the price of the works would be reduced.

The purple-haired woman eased her surprise, then smiled at Chu Feng and said:

"Of course that's fine. My brother can just give the work to my sister. I'll contact our auctioneer later, and then I'll auction off all your works."

Chu Feng nodded, and then returned to the VIP room, and the purple-haired woman followed him in.

"Brother puts the precious works in the VIP room with such peace of mind, isn't he afraid of losing them?"

The purple-haired woman smiled and asked, it can be seen that she is quite happy now, after all Chu Feng is going to produce a few more shocking calligraphy works.

"Hehe, I don't believe that things can be lost in a place guarded by so many bodyguards."

When Chu Feng thought about the dozens of bodyguards standing outside, he shook his head and smiled. If the intruder had nothing to do and had no weapons, he would probably end up in a terrible situation if he dared to come in alone. Of course, Chu Feng himself was an exception.

"Hehehe, brother, didn't you just barge in alone?"

The purple-haired woman covered her mouth and smiled at Chu Feng, and looked at Chu Feng with curiosity. She must also want to know what kind of person Chu Feng is.

Ignoring the purple-haired woman's words, Chu Feng went straight to a large coffee table, took the rice paper that was thrown on the sofa before, stretched it out and laid it flat on the table.

And since this is a VIP room, there are quite a lot of supplies for calligraphy, so Chu Feng took down a writing brush, dipped it in ink, and prepared to write it down.

The purple-haired woman was very curious when she first saw Chu Feng's actions, wondering why he didn't just take out the work, but now she finally understood, it turned out that Chu Feng didn't want to take any work, but to prepare himself Write it yourself.

"This……"

The purple-haired woman seemed a little embarrassed at this moment:
"Brother, what I said must be the same handwriting as the one you gave me earlier, not your own handwriting."

Chu Feng was stunned, then shook his head and smiled, ignoring the purple-haired woman, feeling that this familiar beauty did not believe the fact that the work was done by him.

Well, now that it's all like this, it seems that some people have to pretend, even if they are helpless, they have to pretend to be helpless!
"you……"

Seeing that Chu Feng ignored her, the purple-haired woman didn't say much, but she wanted to see what kind of plane this young man could write.

At this time, the VIP room was very quiet. Because of the soundproof glass, it was not affected by the noisy auction outside.

Chu Feng's eyes were fixed on the rice paper on the coffee table, then he closed his eyes slowly, and opened them suddenly after a while, picked up the brush and tapped on the paper.

This action shocked the purple-haired woman:
"Good students are proficient and accurate."

Soon, the eyes of the purple-haired woman were deeply attracted by Chu Feng's handwriting, and her eyes never left the paper for a moment. Until Chu Feng finished this work, her mind was still unable to extricate herself for a long time.

"Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng!"

When the purple-haired woman looked at Chu Feng again, there was more respect in her eyes, and she completely lost the attitude of treating Chu Feng as a young man at the beginning.

After all, she is also a person who has seen many calligraphy works. Looking at ancient and modern times, there are really few people in China who can compare with this young man in front of her.

After breaking into the auction field single-handedly, the young man threw himself a heavy bomb again.

After the purple-haired woman took a deep breath, she continued to appreciate Chu Feng's "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng".

[The old county of Yuzhang, the new mansion of Hongdu.The star is divided into Yizhen, and the ground is connected to Henglu.Take the three rivers and lead the five lakes, control the wild Jing and lead Ouyue.Wuhuatianbao, Longguang shoots at the market of Niudou; outstanding people, Xu Ru under Chen Fan's couch.Xiongzhou Wulie is full of handsome stars.The Taiwan God rests on the friendship between Yi and Xia, and the host and guest enjoy the beauty of the southeast.Dudu Yan Gong's Yawang, the halberd is coming; Yuwen Xinzhou's Yifan, the curtain is temporarily stationed.On a ten-day vacation, there are many victorious friends;Tengjiaoqifeng, the poet of Meng Xueshi; Zidian Qingshuang, the arsenal of General Wang.The master of the family is the master, and the road is famous in the district; how does the boy know that he will bow to every victory...]

The spacing between characters is all the same width, without any difference, the typesetting is from right to left, and the year, month, day and Chu Feng's name are marked on the inscription.

Of course, the author of the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" is naturally not Chu Feng, the name is just the name of the person who wrote the inscription.

"How is it? Are you alright?"

Chu Feng put down the brush in his hand, and looked at the purple-haired woman who was still in shock.

Suddenly, the purple-haired woman pulled out her senses from Chu Feng's handwriting, and said hastily:
"It seems that I am blind. It turns out that the previous work was really done by my little brother."

"Let's get to know each other again. My name is Yang Xue. I'm the supervisor of the calligraphy auction house. I'm in charge of all affairs here. I wonder if it's convenient for my little brother Fang to reveal his name?"

Saying that, Yang Xue stretched out her slender fingers to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng smiled when he saw this. This woman is really not simple, she is actually the director of the auction house, that is to say, everything here is under her control, so who is the boss behind her.

Putting all the unreasonable questions to the back of his mind, Chu Feng replied:
"My name is Chu Feng."

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and held it with Yang Xue's.

"So smooth and soft!"

It was only after Chu Feng took Yang Xue's hand that he realized that Yang Xue's skin was actually so soft and smooth. At the moment when he touched it, Chu Feng even had a feeling that he didn't want to let go.

But out of politeness, Chu Feng reluctantly let go.

"Director Yang, I have to write a few more pictures, and I will trouble you to send them along later."

Chu Feng said politely to Yang Xue, he still needs his help in his territory, so he can't make the relationship stiff, right?

"It's okay, brother Chu Feng just write it down, wait until I make a call to the person in charge of the auction and tell them not to rush to leave, as there will be more works to be auctioned later."

After speaking, Yang Xue picked up the phone in the VIP room, dialed a series of numbers, and got in touch with the person in charge of the auction. After greeting them, she gestured to Chu Feng.

Since he was not in a hurry, Chu Feng began to write slowly.

Although with his ability, no matter how fast he writes, the quality will not be affected in the slightest, but he just wants to make the rich people at the auction site wait a bit.

Aren't you rich?Alright, this time, what I earn is your money!

……

(To be continued)
(End of this chapter)