After Qin Shihuang Lived for A Long Time, All Human Beings Were Looking for Me Madly

"Feng Lao? Feng Lao? They call you!" Sitting next to Feng Jifan, an old man of about sixty years old said in his ear.

This Feng Jifan came to the meeting without reading glasses. He didn't want to see the faces of those people clearly.

But just now, one of his favorite protégés sent a message saying that there was a piece of work that he needed to take a look at.

Originally, Feng Jifan planned to refuse. After all, he was old and did not have a mirror, and it was not very convenient for him to operate his mobile phone.

At this age, not many people have learned to use mobile phones.

But the man didn't wait for Feng Jifan to send out the words of rejection, and sent two photos directly.

Then Feng Jifan just glanced at it, and was immediately attracted to the screen of the mobile phone by this work.

Even in order to see clearly, he directly grabbed the reading glasses hanging on his face by the old companion next to him without saying hello.

The other party was just about to get angry, but when he saw that Feng Jifan was looking at the calligraphy on his mobile phone, he immediately became curious.

If he hadn't been able to see clearly, he probably would have wanted to come over and have a look with Feng Jifan, what kind of works can make Lao Feng so fascinated.

"Wait, I don't have time now!" Elder Feng refused with a very faceless opening.

Forehead……

There are 07 black lines on the faces of everyone present, but Old Feng's seniority is very large, and they are not willing to say other things like this early bird.

"Or, let's discuss the following first, and wait for Mr. Feng to finish his work?" The master who spoke just now said a little embarrassedly.

But after such an interruption, everyone didn't know what to say next.

The middle-aged man surnamed Li shook his head, and simply got up and walked over to Old Feng, wanting to have a few words with this quick-tempered old man at close range.

Several leaders sighed and looked at each other a few times. The expressions on their faces seemed to say that it would be like this today, right?

Just as he was about to say something about leaving the team and finishing work, he heard a middle-aged man surnamed Li walking beside Mr. Feng.

He shouted loudly, and everyone's attention was drawn to him again.

"Hey! Mr. Feng, are you studying the Orchid Pavilion Preface again?" The middle-aged man surnamed Li could see at a glance the appearance of the Orchid Pavilion Preface on the screen of his mobile phone.

As a member of the Calligraphy Association, if anyone does not know this calligraphy, or has no research on this calligraphy.

It is impossible to sit on the table of this chapter. After all, the highest award of national calligraphy is named after this character.

That old Feng was obviously a little dissatisfied with the people around him who interrupted his thoughts.

He looked up and saw that it was a middle-aged man surnamed Li who had the same temperament as his own, but he didn't say anything salty.

Then he hummed and paused, as if he couldn't find his thoughts.

He took a long sigh, then raised his head and said, "It's incredible, I can't even tell who wrote this work!

What do you mean? Everyone obviously didn't understand what Feng Lao said.

Why can't you see who wrote this work?

For thousands of years, there have been hundreds of thousands of calligraphers who have imitated the preface of Lanting.

Have you seen every picture and understood it?

But everyone did not dare to say that, just thinking silently, they all wanted to know the charm behind this sentence.

Only the middle-aged man surnamed Li knew Mr. Feng very well and immediately understood what he meant.

What Feng Lao said, of course, not only refers to a certain modern calligrapher, but may include the very high-level copying of ancient calligraphy masters.

According to his understanding, what Feng Lao means is definitely the level of copying this character, which is above the level of Feng Jifan's calligraphy!

This made the middle-aged man surnamed Li pale in shock.

Those who are eligible to be nominated for the Lanting Award for Lifetime Achievement are not the best, but are definitely top-notch.

He said so, doesn't this work come from the hands of great calligraphers of ancient and modern times?

To be able to achieve this position, his thinking is far beyond that of ordinary people, and he is the most understood thing in the industry.

The reason why this middle-aged man surnamed Li was surprised was that Old Feng said that he could not tell who wrote it.

That question is worth debating!

How many calligraphers are there who can make Feng Lao look so fascinated and still unknown?

According to the understanding of the middle-aged man surnamed Li, it is impossible for such a person to exist, right?

That is definitely a lack of history and culture. It is impossible for such a person to leave a single piece of work, and then use this pair of words to consecrate the gods?

"Elder Feng, are you saying that this character is unusual?" The middle-aged man surnamed Li tried to ask.

That old Feng turned his head to look at him and said, "Xiao Li! It's not unusual, but... but I have never seen such a high level of calligraphy!"

what!

Everyone was surprised!

You Feng Jifan has never seen such a high-level calligraphy work? Lanting Preface?

Are you sure you're not old and confused?

Feng Chengsu's works of copying Lanting's preface in running script are lying in the Palace Museum. You Feng Jifan haven't read it a hundred times, or at least dozens of times, right?

That is known as the best work copied since the Tang Dynasty.

It is definitely old and confused to say such words. Is there anyone who can write a better Lanting preface than Feng Chengsu's running script?

No way, that's definitely the real thing, right?

"Hey, hehe, Mr. Feng, don't be kidding, can you be better than Feng Chengsu's?" The middle-aged man surnamed Li asked as if he was stupid, but he couldn't turn his head around.

"Yes! It's 160 better than his!" Feng Jifan shook his head, showing an expression of disbelief himself.

Everyone became different and began to discuss whether to call an ambulance to take Feng Lao away.

If you are old and confused, and something happens here, it will be difficult to explain!

"Hey! Do you think I'm confused? The Frog Gate at the Bottom of the Well!" Feng Lao naturally heard what these people said.

These people can't think of him as old. After all, he is already seventy-one years old, and he really has no energy.

Everyone listened to him swearing, but they were relieved, this is the stinky old Feng they are familiar with!

but!

Feng Jifan got up slowly, and then said with a serious face: "Come on, get something that looks like a movie screen!""

Everyone suddenly realized: "Quick, bring a projector!"

Then Feng Jifan handed the phone to the middle-aged man surnamed Li and said, "Xiao Li, you get it, I won't!"

Forehead……

The man found the phone, and then took advantage of this moment to lower his head and study it.

"Fuck!"

Everyone was still discussing in a low voice, when they heard the middle-aged man surnamed Li involuntarily let out a sigh.

"What's the matter? Is there really a problem?" Everyone saw his ghostly expression, and immediately felt that things were not easy!

[Kowtow to ask for a monthly ticket for a flower evaluation ticket, kowtow to all the big guys!].