Sir, Hug [48]

This man is not wrong at all.

I saw that the destroyed "Master Song's True Works" were put together with the girl's, and at first glance they felt exactly the same, and they couldn't tell what the difference was. But as long as you taste it, you will understand the mystery of this.

Right!

The calligraphy written by Su Ci, although the handwriting is really exactly the same. But that feeling, that momentum, is completely different. These two are put together, and "Master Song's True Works" actually has a feeling of inferiority!

All the people around gasped, and the people who were still mocking Su Ci just now were even more silent.

Song Wei didn't expect that things would turn out like this.

This patriarch came out of nowhere, what a nosyman! couldn't help but grit her teeth secretly, Zhao Ya even came forward and said: "Even if it is imitated, what is destroyed, it is Master Song's true handiwork that has been destroyed!" ”

"That is, no matter how well she imitates, it is also an imitation, can it be compared with Master Song? It's just that Dong Shi imitates the wind, which makes people feel that the diaphragm should respond! Another friend of Song Wei also said the same.

The patriarch was holding the girl's calligraphy and looking at it with bright eyes.

Wonderful! It's wonderful!

He now believed that the one on the ground was a real imitation!

The patriarch glanced at the person in charge coldly, and said without anger: "Manager Yang, how should you explain?" ”

A little cold sweat overflowed from the corner of Manager Yang's forehead, and he couldn't help but glance at Miss Song standing in front of the crowd, who hugged his chest and gave him a look.

Manager Yang gritted his teeth and refused to admit it: "Elder, even if it is like this, it can't prove anything." How precious Master Song's authentic works are, we all know how could I make a joke about such a thing? ”

Outside the crowd at this time, Boss Sun, who had finished going to the toilet, hurriedly squeezed in to find the elder, and when he saw the girl surrounded by the crowd, he showed a surprised look!

That's not .........

The patriarch frowned, glanced at the girl, and asked, "Are you sure this is an imitation?" ”

The money jar nodded.

Although she hadn't seen the true works of that Master Song, she also knew that a master's skills that went down in history were definitely more than that.

The patriarch said coldly to Manager Yang: "Whether it is genuine or not, find out and know!" ”

Manager Yang was deadlocked, although the patriarch was not easy to offend, but the Song family was even more difficult to offend.

Then just choose the one who can offend.

"Elder, if you think so, then we can't do anything, we are also on business, we suspect that this Miss Su is deliberately destroying Master Song's true works...."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a voice.

"Wait."

A short, stocky man squeezed through the crowd and walked over, he looked ordinary and had a beer belly. He looks to be about forty years old, and although he is neatly dressed, he has a little greasy smell.

Even though they had a faint perfume on their bodies and a famous brand, when they passed by some girls, the girls showed a little disgust.

They watched the middle-aged man walk up to the girl and smile.

Then he frowned and looked at the person in charge, and asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Manager Yang also recognized it, and he showed a surprised look: "Boss Sun? Do you want to get a kick in there, too? ”

"That's right" Boss Sun said, "Anyway, today, you can't touch her, otherwise you will regret it." ”