"I'll give you the book first, you study it first, and as for the real thing, I'll bring them to you as soon as I get back, what do you think?" asked Jian'er. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's it......" Old Man Song hesitated, still a little unwilling, "That, in fact, I'm really in good health, I'm not afraid of tossing, or I'd better go over, and then stay in the hotel, and you will take the "Pavilion Post" to the hotel." You also know my old Song's temperament, I will never be able to pit you for a girl, you will be busy with you if you have something, and when you are busy on the way back, won't we be able to help you start, or you will be a delicate girl carrying such a heavy book, and it will not be a matter if you bump into it?"

Jane's black line, this one can really say, what are you worried about bumping into yourself, if nothing else, this should feel that even if the "Pavilion Post" in his hand is not the ancestral book, the paper and ink used in it alone are absolutely not bad, not to mention that it is still a full set of incomplete and first-class things. Such a baby is placed in the eyes of the old worms in these rows, and the attraction is definitely Ganggangdi, not to mention helping to carry him on and off the plane, even if he is expected to hold him twenty-four hours a day, he is willing, even desperate.

"I said old man, don't fight this idea again, don't forget that you need a passport to go abroad, even if you buy a ticket without a passport, you can't get on the plane, you can't fly. Rubbing her somewhat sore forehead, Jian'er said a little weakly.

"Then, then I'll do it as soon as dawn!" Old Man Song said unconvinced.

"That's not going to happen. Jian Er said.

"Why not!" protested Old Man Song.

"Even if you go tomorrow, it will take time for this passport to come down, and when your passport is in hand, I guess I'll be back. Why do you bother to be poor again? Jian Er persuaded, "Why don't you take the pictures I took in the past and compare them carefully, familiar and familiar, and when I go back, won't you be more handy when you look at the real thing?"

This seems to be in Liha, thinking that the old man Song finally nodded: "Then it's done, you send it, remember to shoot it clearly, and remember, you can't use flash (small popular science: organic cultural relics such as calligraphy, painting, calligraphy and painting are particularly sensitive to light, and the illuminance should be controlled below 50 lux (international lighting unit), and the flash can cause 200~250 lux illumination to objects 1 meter apart, which is beyond the tolerance range of paper cultural relics. So it is strongly recommended not to turn on the flashing lights and turn off the lights to take pictures of organic artifacts!) know no. ”

"You know, you old man won't think I don't even know this little common sense, right?"

"I'm not worried!" Old Man Song smiled stupidly, and then hurriedly urged Jian Er, "You move quickly, by the way, remember to shoot while posting, I'll turn on the computer now, waiting for you." "Hmph, fortunately, I have always liked to fiddle with these new things, unlike Old Man Huang and their old-fashioned old things, otherwise I wouldn't have to stare at them now! Old Man Song instantly became arrogant.

"Yes, yes, yes. I know, it's okay to shoot and post at the same time!" Jian Er replied, thank God, she finally coaxed this old man. Gotta get to work, or wait for this old man to turn on the computer and have to give her a life-threatening serial call, well, I'll take a copy and pass it to this old man in a while, let him watch it first, this is a little bit of something to do so that it won't be in a hurry. By the way, let's shoot the eighth volume, which is the word "book saint", and the custody makes this old man fascinated, at least he will not bother her again while she continues to take pictures. Alright, that's it, it's happily decided!Jane jumped out of bed, carefully placed the volume, and got to work!

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Refresh, refresh, refresh!

Really, why hasn't the email come yet, what is the girl Jane doing, the action is so slow! Just when the old man Song couldn't hold back and was about to make a phone call to urge, there was a soft sound of "ding dong", and the old man Song's eyes lit up, and he found for the first time that the prompt sound of the receipt was so pleasant, like a heavenly sound.

Download and save, download again, save again!As if worried that this hand is slow, these photos sent by Jian'er will run away with long feet, Mr. Song saved all the pictures into the computer for the first time, worried that there would be an accident, this old man A, B, C, D disk each saved a copy, and then did not forget to put another copy into U.

"Alright, now it's time to make a fool of all. Satisfied, he nodded a little sand, and then Old Man Song began to appreciate it quietly.

"Volume 8, the ink treasure of the sage!" "The eyes lit up, the old man Song was energetic, this Jian girl was intimate, knowing that he loved Wang Xizhi the most, and passed on the works of this great god as soon as possible.

Well, the penmanship of this word is exquisite, the pen is chic and elegant, and the gesture is euphemistic and subtle, like flowing water. The knot is beautiful, the bones are delicate, and the dot paintings are sparse and dense. The chapter is ingenious, and there is abundant artistic beauty within the size. Regardless of the horizontal and vertical points of the hook and folding, it can really be said that the pen is extremely good. It can be said that it is completely in line with the characteristics of "calligraphy" calligraphy,

"Damn, it's really a 'book saint' Mobao!" As a brain-dead fan of the "book saint" Wang Xizhi, soon, the old man Song was almost sure that this was definitely the ink treasure rubbing of the "book saint".

With a click of the mouse, one by one quickly flipped over, Old Man Song's eyes widened wider and wider, and he finally understood the extent to which the quality of the goods that Jian Er said was intact, this, this is almost the same as the volume of the new issue. Old Man Song felt that his hands and lips were trembling, and he had a feeling of wanting to look up to the sky and howl, your sister, compared to this, the three volumes of ancestral books in the Shanghai Museum are not enough to read at all.

By the way, what did Jane's girl say before, as if she said that she had a full set of ten volumes, if she really had such a good quality......

No, no, he can't think about it anymore, otherwise he should take the quick-acting heart pill again!

Old Man Song stood up with a brush on the ground and began to walk around the room, no, no, he had to vent! Otherwise, he would definitely be suffocated to death!

The old man Song didn't care about anything else, picked up the phone, and raised a wicked smile, now the old man looks like an old playboy. A series of familiar numbers dialed out, hehe, I can't sleep now anyway, so I might as well let those old guys stop sleeping like myself, spend a sleepless night with myself, and kill them by the way! )