Jin Baifeng was angry and funny, "Are you boasting? I think Nannan's achievements in the future are higher than yours, she is only a teenager, and the future is long. You only have half a foot in the coffin to get to where you are now, far from it. ”

"Hey, old woman, you have a point!" Zhang Baisheng nodded matter-of-factly.

Li Qianxun watched quietly for a moment, and suddenly spoke to Quan Shengnan.

"Miss Quan, I like this painting of yours very much, can you give it to me?"

"Absolutely." It was determined that Li Qianxun was related to Li Fang, Quan Shengnan didn't care about the ownership of a word, but looked at her deeply, thinking about how to inquire about her deeds without opening his eyes.

Li Qianxun didn't know what Quan Shengnan was thinking, and happily asked her grandfather to help her frame it.

Zhang Baisheng is proficient in calligraphy and painting, although he is a famous framer, but he knows a little.

When he saw that his granddaughter was so happy, he smiled and said, "Little girl, you often come to our house to look for fun when you are free!" We were looking for a place where we were usually lonely, and we didn't have many friends. ”

"Definitely, definitely."

Li Qianxun showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, and specially exchanged contact information with Quan Shengnan.

Obviously, she really wants to have a relationship with Kwon Seung-nam.

Huo Xuetong accepted the lottery, but prepared a gift of considerable value.

When the bodyguard sent it up, Zhang Baisheng didn't let go of it, and said with a smile: "Little Si, you are quite humane!" ”

"I'm going to open a gallery, mainly engaged in Chinese painting, calligraphy, and promoting our national culture, I wonder if the old man and the old lady are interested?" Huo Xuetong explained his intentions.

Zhang Baisheng and Jin Baifeng are the Taishan Beidou in the calligraphy and painting world, and their calligraphy and paintings appeared in the gallery, and the gallery immediately doubled in value!

Kwon Seung-nam glanced at him.

Jin Baifeng thought for a while and asked with great interest, "Where is the gallery open?" ”

"Hong Kong, I'm going to open in Hong Kong, what do you think?"

Jin Baifeng nodded and was silent.

Zhang Baisheng didn't care much about this, and he whispered to his granddaughter about how to frame the painting.

Seeing that Jin Baifeng agreed to Huo Xuetong's proposal, and moved to the side with Huo Xuetong to discuss the relevant details, Li Qianxun coaxed his grandfather to help him frame the painting first, and then looked at Quan Shengnan with his eyes.

"Miss Quan, your calligraphy is so good, did you learn it from your grandfather?"

Quan Shengnan understood the question she wanted to ask, and smiled slightly, "I learned calligraphy from my grandfather, but the handwriting is modeled on the calligraphy and painting handed down by my predecessors, not my grandfather's handwriting. ”

Li Qianxun showed a hint of disappointment on his face.

Soon, she asked, "Can I know which predecessor's handwriting you copied from you?" ”

"Weiyang Confucianism at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, surnamed Li, named Fang, and the words are in the world."

Quan Shengnan did not deliberately avoid Li Fang's pronunciation this time, she said word by word, her eyes stared at Li Qianxun, and found that she listened to her words, and immediately lost her calm, and said eagerly: "Can I see the calligraphy and painting you said?" ”

She seemed to notice her gaffe, and hurriedly touched her sideburns in disguise, and said dryly: "Your calligraphy is so good, I admire it, so I want to see the calligraphy and painting in your mouth, how good the original calligraphy and painting should be, after all, I haven't heard the ancient man you said now, and I feel very curious." ”

Kwon Seung-nan smiled, "Of course you can, I will definitely let you see it." ”

Li Qianxun embarrassedly asked for her home address, "If I have a chance, I want to visit my door." ”