Xueshen: Almighty part-time job system

"Wang Xizhi's real work?"

All the people present looked at each other in blank dismay, all showing expressions of astonishment.

Wang Xizhi's reputation is astonishing, and he appears in a positive image in various teaching books. He is recognized as the world's best running script throughout the ages. How could everyone not have heard of it?

"If it's really Wang Xizhi's authentic work, then the value... would be a bit scary!"

Someone made a gasping sound, and some couldn't believe it.

That is a unique collection, and there are only a few dozen copies in the whole country!

A few people were talking quietly.

They heard that there was an authentic work of Wang Xizhi in Antique Street yesterday, which was auctioned for [-] million yuan. Could it be true?

Places like Antique Street have always been full of rumors and rumors, and there are countless hype news. They didn't pay attention to it before, but now they think of it in conjunction with He Jian's gift.

He Jian felt that the eyes of the audience were on him, and he couldn't help feeling elated.

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, with a confident smile on his slightly feminine and pale face, he reached out and took out a pair of framed calligraphy paper from the black box.

"I bought it from Xianjuan Pavilion for [-] million in Antique Street yesterday. I hope grandpa likes it!"

He spoke loudly, and his triumphant voice echoed in everyone's ears.

He Jian noticed that Ning Xue's beautiful eyes were placed on him with a little surprise, and couldn't help but smile even more happily.

For him, giving gifts with sincerity is secondary, and the real thing is to win everyone's attention and satisfy his vanity!
Beside He Hua, there are two old men with extraordinary bearing, who seem to be about the same age as He Hua.

One was wearing presbyopic glasses, smiling all over his face, and looked very kind. It was Ning Wu, the old man of the Ning family.

There is another person who is as thin as a monkey, wears square black-rimmed glasses, and has gray hair. He is Sun Jian, the son of the old man of the Sun family.

"Is there really an authentic work by Wang Xizhi?"

Sun Jian's eyes lit up when he heard that Wang Xizhi's original work was there, and he looked at it with some urgency.

Sun Jian's greatest hobby is to collect some antiques, authentic paintings and calligraphy, and top-quality jade.

He is also an insider, and he is particularly interested in calligraphy and jade. He has studied it himself and has a lot of attainments.

At this time, when I heard Wang Xizhi's authentic work, I couldn't sit still.

"Two years ago, when I went to Yanjing, I saw an authentic work by Wang Xizhi."

He opened his mouth and said, watching He Jian bring up the original handwriting, full of anticipation.

But there was also a hint of doubt in his eyes, he pushed He Hua and said, "Lao Hua, your grandson won't make you a fake?"

He Hua chuckled and didn't answer.

However, He Jian had already walked up in a stately manner, unfolding Wang Xizhi's authentic work.

He is confident and calm, which arouses the curiosity of many people.

He Hua nodded with a smile, and took the authentic calligraphy handed over by He Jian.

The three old men looked at the original work, and they all looked at it.

This authentic calligraphy can be seen to have a sense of age, and it is wrapped with special film paper to prevent oxidation.

While watching, Sun Jian raised his eyebrows to analyze.

"Judging from this appearance, it should be something from that era!"

He Jian smiled even more when he heard this, and said, "It's natural, Xianjuan Pavilion provides authentic calligraphy, and I have also found several appraisers to inspect it, and it is naturally authentic!"

The surrounding guests were amazed and discussed in whispers.

"As expected of the young master of the He family, not only does he have such a source of resources, but he also bought it directly with a big deal!"

"Maybe He Jian is the heir that Mr. He will determine later?"

"It's hard to say, but He Jian's gift might be so overwhelming that He Liang won't be able to hold his head up!"

He Jian's eyes lit up even more when he heard these words, revealing an irrepressible complacency all over his body.

Sun Jian ignored the surrounding conversation and looked at He Hua: "Old Hua, can you show me this thing?"

He Hua nodded slowly, Sun Jian's personality was a little straight, but he had a good relationship with him.

In other words, the relationship between the three is not bad.

Sun Jian took the authentic calligraphy, looked at it carefully, and raised his eyebrows.

Still muttering in his mouth.

"The glyphs are staggered, large and small, open and close, the thickness of the lines changes obviously, and there are ups and downs. It can be seen that it is indeed very level!"

"But." He frowned suddenly, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "This thing is probably a fake!"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted a dumbfounded look!
"fake?"

"How is it possible? Isn't it?"

Among them, He Jian's face was even more stiff, and the anger rushed up in his heart!

If it wasn't for Sun Jian who spoke, he probably would have refuted furiously on the spot!

He shook his head again and again: "Impossible! I have asked several professional appraisers to confirm it!"

Sun Jian cast a glance at He Jian, and asked back, "Are you sure?"

He Jian was speechless for a moment. After all, the time to buy a painting was short, and the level of 'professional appraisers' he could find was limited, and the appraisal time was short!

After being told by Sun Jian, he immediately lost his confidence.

Sun Jian ignored him, just stared at the calligraphy in his hand, and sneered.

"There are many ways to judge whether a piece of calligraphy is authentic in ancient times."

"The artistic style of calligraphers, the era style of calligraphy, the signature and seal of calligraphy, the history of painting paper and scroll"

He opened his mouth to make everyone's ears prick up.

Everyone knows that Sun Jian has a lot of attainments in calligraphy. He has studied it for decades, and his level is higher than that of ordinary professional appraisers.

"So what?" He Jian asked a little unwillingly to be questioned.

If this is really a fake, his face will be too swollen!

It will definitely become a joke in the circle!

Sun Jian glanced at He Jian again, and said calmly.

"Judging from this paper scroll, it is indeed the work of that dynasty!"

He has a venomous vision and has seen many similar drawing papers, and his tone is firm.

"The style of calligraphy is also in line with that era, very similar to Wang Xizhi's original work!"

This point, he said with more confidence, because he had seen the real product up close.

"The style is peaceful and natural, the brushwork is euphemistic and implicit, elegant and healthy, and the writing is powerful."

He praised it again and again, pointing out that the level of the authentic calligraphy is not low.

But the next sentence is a turning point!

"But still wrong!"

"I have seen the authentic calligraphy of Wang Xizhi up close and personal!"

"The style you sent is almost ninety-nine images, but it's a bit more heavy and less ethereal!"

This is a bit mysterious.

When it comes to matters of style, unless the difference is obvious, it is a matter for the beholder to see benevolence and the wise to see wisdom!
He Jian frowned, took a deep breath, and was still stubborn: "But, the professional appraiser I found said so."

"The seal of this inscription is indeed Wang Xizhi's!"

Sun Jian could see that He Jian still didn't recognize him, and couldn't help shaking his head again and again, for he really had a crush on He Jian.

He hehe smiled and uttered shocking words.

"If I say so."

"How many times have I seen your calligraphy that is exactly the same in Yanjing?"