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As the most authoritative expert in calligraphy and painting appreciation in China, Zhou Changshan has seen more than a thousand paintings and calligraphy.

With just one glance, he could tell there was something extraordinary in this painting.

The rice paper on it is soft and you can almost smell the ink. The painting was just made not long ago.

The content of the painting is also very simple, just a picture of the Great Wall, mountains and rivers. Just opening the scroll, Zhou Changshan seemed to feel a breath rushing out of the scroll.

It is a compelling heroic spirit, just like calligraphy works. Well-written calligraphy will have a fierce momentum. That word not only represents his art, but also represents his person and his style of conduct.

Any artistic work can achieve this effect as a carrier, whether it is music, calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, or novels.

Of course, that requires reaching absolute heights in the field.

Zhou Changshan is willing to call this painting of mountains and rivers the most powerful in contemporary times.

If it weren't for the wet ink, he would have thought it was the work of some ancient master of calligraphy and painting.

There is only one word to describe the level of this painting: pinnacle.

Even climb to the topIt's hard to describe. Zhou Changshan felt that this painting had deviated from the essence of the painting. What it revealed was a kind of thought, a magnificent thought of family and country.

It almost reaches the point of returning to nature.

It's not like he has never seen Wu Enfu's paintings before. How could Wu Enfu be so strong before?

Although the previous paintings were at their peak, the meaning they revealed was definitely not one ten thousandth of what they are now.

Some painters are unable to break through their own limits throughout their lives. What exactly did Wu Enfu go through?

Zhou Changshan was so excited that he grabbed Li Yihan next to him and said loudly:"What did you just say, this is Mr. Wu's last work?"

Li Yihan was a little confused and could only reply:"That's what the person who came to donate the painting said, I don’t know the specifics either."

"This is a collection that can be classified as a national treasure. Humanities, art, and background stories are three in one. This is a collection that can be classified as a national treasure. Xiao Li, we found a treasure in the museum."

Li Yihan's arm hurt when Zhou Changshan grabbed her. If she didn't know better, she would have thought that Zhou Changshan was acting like a hooligan because he was old and disrespectful. Is it such an exaggeration?

Questions popped up in Li Yihan's mind.

Can a contemporary painter's work exceed the value of an antique?

Treat it as a national treasure. Is it too exaggerated?

I didn’t react, but Li Yihan had been taken to the curator’s office by Zhou Changshan, and hearty laughter could be heard all the way. Along the way

, many students from Zhou Changshan said they didn’t understand.

"What do you think happened to Professor Zhou?"

"If you catch a girl and laugh non-stop, you may have found love that you will never forget!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are not reserved enough at this age!"

……

Bai Ziyi, who had already driven away from the museum at this moment, had no idea about these things.

He knew very well the artistic value of that painting.

It can be said that the level of that painting can make Wu Enfu leave a mark in the painting world and even in the history of painting.

He is equivalent to China's Van Gogh.

Bai Ziyi did not overestimate the specific value, but if it were put at auction, the price would not be less than one billion.

Of course, only if you have someone who knows the goods.

But if this painting were really put up for auction, it would go against Wu Enfu's original intention.

Coming from the world but not blending into it, this is the true portrayal of Wu Enfu's life.

It is too vulgar to judge by money. Hanging it high in a museum for the world to admire is the final destination of this painting.

Inexplicably, after this incident, Bai Ziyi felt a mirror-like place in his heart.

How difficult is it for a person to maintain his original intention throughout his life?

Bai Ziyi once thought that no one could do it.

But after experiencing this incident, he felt that no matter how vulgar or even dirty the outside world was, there must be something pure and unimpeachable in his heart.

This can be considered a subtle change.

Bai Ziyi did not return to the manor for the next few days. He stayed at Wu Enfu's house waiting for Wu Enfu to be buried.

It wasn't until the funeral five days later that he decided to go back.

However, when he was about to drive away, Wu Enfu's granddaughter, Wu Jing, ran over from the side.

A few days later, the old man passed away peacefully, and his mood had almost recovered after the sadness.

She walked to Bai Ziyi's car and asked,"Mr. Bai, are you leaving?"

"Um. Bai Ziyi nodded,"I've been delayed a bit too much. I've seen you off sir. It's almost time to go back. I still have things to do in Kyoto.""

"I added your WeChat account, can I find you in the future? Wu Jing asked.

Bai Ziyi looked at her:"What do you want from me?""

"I did not mean. Wu Jing waved her hands and said,"I want you to teach me how to draw.""

After getting to know each other these days, Bai Ziyi knew that she was not a person who liked painting:"But you didn't study this in college."

"I suddenly envied my grandpa."Wu Jing said,"I think the two of you are true friends. Many of the things you discuss are spiritual things. You are close friends."

"After seeing your condition, I feel how lucky it is to have a confidant in life.

Bai Ziyi smiled:"Is this why you asked me to learn painting?""

"You don't want to teach me? Wu Jing asked.

Bai Ziyi waved his hand:"It's not that you don't want to teach, it's that you want to learn. Ask yourself, do you really like painting?""

"Forehead……"Wu Jing was stunned for a moment and thought for a while before saying,"No, actually my interest is not here."

"right."Bai Ziyi nodded,"So you didn't understand the reason why your grandfather was so happy in the end. He spent his whole life on painting. It can be said that painting was his second wife. He loved her deeply."

"If you can't even tell what you love, how can you give it your all?"

"Don't force yourself too hard, live a free and easy life like your grandfather"

"this……"Wu Jing hesitated

"So what are your interests and hobbies?"Bai Ziyi asked

"i like writing"

"then stick to it"

"Oh, right. Bai Ziyi suddenly remembered something and added to Wu Jing,"You can come and discuss your writing issues with me occasionally.""

"Can you still write?"Wu Jing's eyes widened.

"I've written quite a few novels."

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Wu Jing's eyes are getting brighter. Sometimes there is only a thin line between admiration and liking.

"Why are you so powerful?"

"no way. Bai Ziyi shrugged,"I am the almighty one.""

"Write your stuff well. Bai Ziyi finally advised,"You can use the things you like to find a confidant. That confidant may or may not be me. The most important thing is to keep yourself. Let's go."……"

After saying this, Bai Ziyi got straight into the car, started the car and drove away along the road without stopping.

Wu Jing watched from a distance, feeling strange in her heart.

This young man doesn't seem as far away as he seems.