Mr. Shen, please stop being abusive. My wife is on the hot search with someone else again.

"Grandpa Zhang is already very simple. Who else can make you praise him so much?"

Zhang Changlin smiled and said, "You girl have a mouth that is too sweet to pay for your life."

"Grandpa Zhang likes to hear it. I will talk more in the future."

Lin Xi's smile is very lovable, and Zhang Changlin really likes her, so she is naturally very friendly.

Sun Miaomiao didn't think too much and said cheerfully, "Grandpa Zhang, we also brought someone who is not a simple person. Look, he is my idol!"

Zhang Changlin doesn't know anything about movie stars, idols or anything like that.

Looking at the man wearing a mask and sunglasses in front of him, he frowned and said, "Girl Sun, does this gentleman have a cold? Why is his mask so strong?"

Lin Xi and Sun Miaomiao were so happy when they heard this.

Song Zhe wasn't angry at all, and said politely, "I'm afraid of causing trouble to the old gentleman, so I'd better cover it up."

Zhang Changlin looked at the three of them doubtfully and didn't ask any more questions, "Okay, it's not just illness. Xiaoxi, you can take your friends around by yourself. Grandpa Zhang can't take care of you today."

"Grandpa Zhang, you're busy, let's just walk around and practice our skills when we go up to the second floor."

"Okay, then you can do whatever you want."

"Idol, let's go and show you around. There are paintings, calligraphy and porcelain here. What are you interested in?"

"If I were really asked to choose, I would still be interested in calligraphy and painting, and I would be better able to observe his heart."

"Hey, it's just like us. We also like calligraphy and painting the most. Of course I don't understand, but Lin Xi understands. She loves green landscapes the most, and even Grandpa Zhang is full of praise for her calligraphy."

Sun Miaomiao's compliments made Lin Xi a little embarrassed.

"I practiced it when I was a kid, but I haven't practiced it for a long time."

"I want to ask you about Miss Lin's calligraphy later. I happen to be planning to stay in Shencheng for a long time, and I still need a pair of calligraphy in the study. If Miss Lin can write one, then today is the right day."

Lin Xi was a little flattered. Song Zhe couldn't buy any masterpiece he wanted. Why was she so embarrassed?

The three of them chatted while walking. Lin Xi and Sun Miaomiao took Song Zhe straight to the calligraphy and painting area.

Song Zhe was as shocked as Lin Xi and others when they first met, "I didn't expect this to be a private collection!"

"Well, there are also some masterpieces by famous artists here, but most of them are works by Grandpa Zhang's friends and students. Although they are not as good as those by famous artists, they are definitely excellent works worth collecting."

Song Zhe nodded repeatedly, "It's a worthwhile trip."

Lin Xi was relieved to see that he was interested. She wasn't worried that he wasn't interested, so she planned to take a quick look before going to play in the garden.

The three of them turned to Liang Ruhui's painting, and Sun Miaomiao exclaimed, "Idol, do you know why our Lin Xi is so talented?"

Song Zhe looked at her with interest, "I'd like to hear the details!"

"Look at the painting in front of you. The author of this painting is Lin Xi's aunt, so our Lin Xi was born into a scholarly family. She has no choice but to be outstanding or not."

Lin Xi slapped her, "Why are you so good at talking?"

Sun Miaomiao smiled proudly, "That's right, I can praise you all day long."

Song Zhe took off his sunglasses when he came in and looked at them with smiles in his eyes. The relationship between the two was really good.

While the three of them were looking at the painting, a middle-aged man came to the side.

He didn't seem to be looking deeply into the painting, but seemed to be looking for something. He stopped when he saw Liang Ruhui's painting.

Lin Xi turned around and looked at the person beside him. His lean appearance and knife-carved facial features gave people the illusion of keeping him at a distance.

All the man's thoughts were on the painting in front of him, and he didn't notice Lin Xi looking at him.

The three of them saw him entranced, their sword eyebrows slightly furrowed, and then they quietly moved to the side.

"Ms. Lin, I've almost finished the calligraphy and painting. Why don't you trouble me to create the calligraphy I want."

Lin Xi smiled helplessly, "Idol, you are starting to make fun of me now."

In the calligraphy practice room on the second floor, Lin Xi spreads paper and Sun Miaomiao studies ink.

"What word do you want for idol?"

"You can watch and write, and I can do it."

Lin Xi thought for a moment, then slowly started to write, with smooth movements and in one go.

[It should be noted that when I was young, Ling Yunzhi once promised to be the best in the world. 】

"Let's see how it goes, idol. My writing is not as good as Grandpa Zhang's. If you really want to hang it in the study, I can ask Grandpa Zhang to write one for you later."

Lin Xi was still a little embarrassed. After all, he wasn't very familiar with her. He had a pretty good name, but for a movie star-level person to use such an unknown name, it would be beneath his status.

Song Zhe didn't expect Lin Xi's calligraphy to be so powerful and elegant, and exclaimed, "I think it's very good, and the artistic conception is also very good. When I was young, I did have Ling Yunzhi. Well, not bad, I like it very much."

Sun Miaomiao said stubbornly, "Grandpa Zhang always praised my Lin Xi. If he joins the calligraphy circle, he will definitely become a famous calligrapher."

"Don't listen to Miaomiao's nonsense. My calligraphy skills are incomparable to those of famous writers."

After Sun Miaomiao put the words into the box, Zhang Changlin came up.

Seeing that his expression was not as exciting as before, Lin Xi smiled and said, "Grandpa Zhang, who has offended you? Miaomiao and I will help you vent your anger."

"Hey, whoever dares to offend me is just reluctant to give up my territory." Zhang Changlin said and looked at Lin Xi, "Xiaoxi, your calligraphy is very good, you write one for Grandpa Zhang, your aunt's painting downstairs is People have left, and now it’s empty.”

Lin Xi's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, "Grandpa Zhang, who is this? Why do you want my aunt's painting?"

"It's not convenient for me to tell you the details of the people your Grandpa Liu has brought. They asked me to keep it a secret." Zhang Changlin said a little excitedly, "You said it's not good for this old Liu to take people to where they are. Why are they here with me? Aren't you stabbing me in the heart? It would be better for your grandpa to never go fishing with him again."

Lin Xi didn't care about comforting him now, but said urgently, "Is he a middle-aged man about fifty years old? He looks very decent, and has some nobility?"

Zhang Changlin's eyes lit up, "Hey, yes, yes, yes, do you know him?"

"Grandpa Zhang, we just met when we were looking at the painting. He seemed to like that painting very much." Sun Miaomiao said from the side.

"Are the old gentleman's calligraphy and paintings available for sale?"

Song Zhe didn't understand what he heard, and thought that the man asked for the paintings without giving him money. If he sold them, it would be a good idea to buy two paintings to hang in the study room.

"Sell me a hammer, can't you see my heart is bleeding?"

The old gentleman glared at this shameless young man and didn't like him very much. Why would a grown man dare not see anyone? He covered his eyes with only two eyes left in broad daylight.

"Idol, you don't know something. Grandpa Zhang is here only for research and not for sale."

After Lin Xi explained this, Song Zhe finally understood. The old man met someone who asked for a painting, and he had to give it to that person.

"Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Liu, are they gone?"

Lin Xi was a little excited, but her thoughts were full of confusion. Could that person be him?