The Black Card

The painting card is only used twice a month, and it can last for an hour after each use. This means that Shi Lei can use the painting card to get a maximum of two hours of attachment time for a great artist. ?? W? W? W㈧. ? 8? 1? Ｚ? W㈧. QCQO? M

Of course, it will not be used immediately now. The duration of one hour must be used on the blade.

Out of the bathroom, Wei Xingyue was standing not far away waiting for him.

Walking to Wei Xingyue, Wei Xingyue habitually held out his hand to hold Shi Lei. Zhan Yan smiled and made a joke: "Have you washed your hands?"

Shi Lei pulled his arm out of Wei Xingyue's hand disgustingly, and said seriously, "No."

Wei Xingyue laughed and held Shi Lei's arm again. Shi Lei was speechless.

Around the half-corridor, at the gate of the exhibition hall, there are already two young women wearing cheongsams, welcoming every guest who comes.

Wei Xingyue took Shi Lei's arm and led him in. When entering the door, the two young women bent down slightly and said softly, "Welcome."

Shi Lei nodded to the two women, looked up, and saw a few screen-like walls in the exhibition hall, dividing the entire exhibition hall into several similar-sized areas.

Directly in front of it is a long table covered with white cloth. On the white cloth are several long-shaped brocade boxes.

Even if he didn't know much about calligraphy and painting, Shi Lei also knew that those brocade boxes were used to hold calligraphy and painting works.

Standing at the table was a mute girl, with a slight smile on her face, nodding to every guest who approached the long table.

At the two ends of the exhibition hall, there are two square tables with some tea drinks.

Wei Xingyue took Shi Lei's arm and took it to the long table in front. When passing through walls that looked like screens, Shi Lei saw that some paintings and calligraphy were hung irregularly on those walls. The walls are somewhat hollowed out, and the surface is covered with transparent glass. Inside, there are utensils of different shapes and materials. You don't need to know that these utensils are all antiques, and each piece is very valuable.

"Sister, is Bai Lao coming?" Wei Xingyue asked, holding Shi Lei's arm.

Chen Dudou nodded her head and made a little gesture, not a mute, but a simple gesture, even Shi Lei could understand, she said that Bai Lao has arrived, just chatting with a friend, and will come over immediately.

"These are today's exhibits besides the imitation of Zhang Sengxi?" Wei Xingyue looked down at the long table, and Shi Lei also appeared. There was a note below those long rectangular boxes. On it is written the name and author of the calligraphy and painting works in the brocade box.

It's just six brocade boxes. Shi Lei glanced. Except for a name called Shi Yan, which seemed to have some impressions, he had almost never heard of it.

Wei Xingyue looked up at Shi Lei, but saw Shi Lei frown slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Shi Lei had a smile on his face. It seemed that Mao Said opened his mouth, and there was a word in his mouth, but he couldn't understand what he was saying.

"What's wrong? Do you like these six works?" Wei Xingyue asked.

Shi Lei thought that I like a fart. I just suddenly remembered that Shi Yan was the name of Liu Luoguo. No wonder I thought the name was familiar.

At first, Shi Lei just felt that the painter had the same surname as himself, and seemed to be a bit impressed. When he saw the note under the brocade box also said "flowers and grass poems fan face", he suddenly remembered the cross talk saying "There is a" Liu Shiquan's fan face, "and then fully understood why he would have some impression of the name.

What does Liu Luo know? Shi Lei still knows. Mr. Liu Lao's stand-up comic dialogues with the princes and he have listened to it many times. He suddenly felt that he was not so white. He even knew a famous painter ...

"I don't understand these, and I don't like anything, I just suddenly remember who Shi Yan is."

Wei Xingyue rolled his eyes and did not know whether to believe Shi Lei or not. These six works, although not the great gods like Tang Bohu, are also well-known figures in the field of calligraphy and painting. Shi Lei said he only knew Shi Yan, and Wei Xingyue really laughed.

I was about to say something, but when I heard that the originally quiet exhibition hall became slightly noisy, the dummy Chen also laughed and walked out from behind the long table, looking at the door.

Ears can already be heard someone calling Bai Lao respectfully, Wei Xingyue turned around, stared at the door with a smile, and pulled Shi Lei towards the door slightly.

When Shi Lei looked, he saw an old man in Yinhao, wearing a white Tang suit, holding a faucet and a short stick in his right hand, and holding two purple-red-purple walnuts in his left hand. He smiled and greeted different people.

"Bai Lao." Wei Xingyue pulled Shi Lei and greeted the old man.

Bai Lao smiled slightly, and his wrinkles on his face seemed to write the wisdom of his age.

"Xingyue is here? You will give me a review of the painting." Bai Lao's eyes fell on Shi Lei.

Even if it's irrelevant, in the entire exhibition hall, Shi Lei felt that he was the only one incompatible with this place, but he still respected an old man, and slightly stunned: "Hello Bai Lao, my name is Shi Lei, and he is Wei Xingyue's friend."

Wei Xingyue also quickly helped to introduce: "Bai Lao, he is a particularly good friend of mine, and today I will bring you here for insight."

Bai Lao smiled and nodded: "Shi Xiaoyou. The dumb girl just mentioned to me, saying that you have the finishing touch. It seems that the old man I can get this imitation, but it is blessed with the dumb girl's daily poetry. "

Shi Lei busyly said, "I just said casually ..."

"Oh, may as well, everything has its own set, and besides, the old man said by my friend, I feel quite a bit hidden in it." By the way, Bai Lao looked at those around him who wanted to say hello to him, but prevented him and Wei Xingyue and Shi Lei are inconvenient to talk to, and said: "Xiaoyou and Xingyue take a look first, the old man has to say hello to today's guests. About ten minutes, you can start to appreciate the masterpiece."

Wei Xingyue nodded and said, "Bai Lao, you're busy."

Walking around between several walls ~ www.readwn.com ~ Wei Xingyue is obviously familiar with the works on the walls, and is not attentive to them. Shi Lei was also unconcerned. He couldn't understand it, but stood in front of a piece of Qi Baishi's work for a short while. It's true that a guy like Shi Lei who doesn't have the slightest insight into art can recognize Qi Baishi. Qi Baishi's shrimp is a must, but Shi Lei looked for a long time and did not see a ugly Yin, but just silently counted the number of shrimp, because he once heard a small story, saying that a shrimp painted by Qi Baishi, in that year You can exchange a small yellow croaker-of course not the real yellow croaker, but one or two gold bars.

Wei Xingyue saw Shi Lei as if moved by the painting, and just wanted to speak, he heard Shi Lei muttering to himself.

"This is the seven gold bars!" Shi Lei whispered.

Wei Xingyue only felt dark before his eyes. Why, no matter what kind of artistic treasure, he became an unstoppable obstruction to him?

Someone was already there, and everyone gathered towards the long table.

Bai Lao smiled and said casually, it was nothing more than polite words, everyone is welcome to appreciate it. Then, I began to introduce the six paintings on the table. As for the imitation of Zhang Sengyi obtained by Bai Lao, it was natural that they would not come out until everyone had tasted the six paintings.