Zhou Cheng, who was not far away, saw Ding Ran’s intimate actions towards Yu and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
Fang Yu saw Ding Ran approaching and frowned, taking a step back.
“You can say whatever you want here, and I’m not necessarily going to help you.” Fang Yu said.
Ding Ran glanced at Zhou Cheng behind him and said anxiously, “Fang Yu, I can’t say it here… Just help me, okay? It’s really urgent!”
Fang Yu followed Ding Ran’s gaze and met Zhou Cheng’s eyes.
Zhou Cheng’s eyes were cold.
It’s obvious that Ding Ran has caused trouble again.
“If you can’t say it, then don’t.” Fang Yu said faintly.
To his surprise, Fang Yu refused so decisively that Ding Ran was at a loss and bit her lip anxiously.
At that moment, a sudden gasp echoed around them.
“Master Cai is here!”
All eyes turned forward as a white-haired, elderly man of around sixty, was escorted by a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
The moment he appeared, he became the center of attention in the exhibition hall.
This is Cai Gaoyang, the contemporary Book Saint.
Many people went straight up to Cai Gaoyang and greeted him.
“Master Cai, I am Zhang from the Ding Sheng Group…”
“Master Cai, hello, I’m from…”
“Master Cai…”
A crowd jostled each other to greet Cai Gaoyang, hoping he would remember them.
Qin Yimo just stood still.
“Why don’t you go? Don’t you like his calligraphy?” Fang Yu asked.
“I’ll go later, there are too many people around him now.” Qin Yimo was so excited that her face turned red, she stared straight at Cai Gaoyang.
“Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. My father’s health hasn’t been good lately, and he doesn’t do well with noise.” The man supporting Cai Gaoyang said at that time.
He is Cai Gaoyang’s son, Cai Zhengnan.
A hush fell over the crowd.
Cai Gaoyang coughed and said, “Thank you to everyone who has come today. The works in the exhibition hall are the fruits of my ten years’ labor. Of course, there are many flaws, please forgive me.”
“There are no flaws anywhere, absolutely none! It’s just that Master Cai has such high standards for himself!”
The people around him spoke in unison.
Cai Gao yang chuckled, stroked his beard, and said, “Please enjoy yourselves.”
Taking advantage of the fact that there weren’t many people around Cai Gaoyang, Qin Yimo hurried forward.
“Master Cai, hello. I am Qin Yimo,” Qin Yimo respectfully said to Cai Gaoyang.
“Qin Yimo? Could it be that you are Mr. Qin Wudao’s…” Cai Gao yang’s eyes changed slightly, he asked.
“Qin Wudao is my grandfather.” Qin Yimo replied.
“Oh, that’s right… The last time I had tea with your grandfather was three years ago… Time really flies,” Cai Gaoyang sighed.
During the conversation between Cai Gaoyang and Qin Yimo, Cai Zhengnan on the side kept staring straight at Qin Yimo’s face, looking her up and down, and even couldn’t help but swallow.
What a beautiful woman.
And from the tone of his voice, this woman seems to have a powerful background.
It would be great to have a deeper conversation with her.
Cai Zhengnan looked at Qin Yimo, his heart filled with countless thoughts.
“Oh, I forgot to introduce you. This is my son, Cai Zhengnan.” Cai Gaoyang said after chatting with Qin Yimo for a few moments and glancing at Cai Zhengnan.
“Hello, Mr. Cai,” Qin Yimo nodded to Cai Zhengnan.
Cai Zhengnan looked at Qin Yimo, and for a moment, he was lost in thought.
Qin Yimo frowned slightly. She knew Cai Zhengnan had been watching her, and she disliked that gaze, but he was after all the son of Master Cai, so she didn’t show her aversion too obviously.
After exchanging a brief greeting with Cai Zhengnan, Qin Yimo turned to Cai Gaoyang and asked respectfully, “Master Cai, I really like your calligraphy. I would love to buy a piece to learn from and appreciate at home. Would it be possible…”
Cai Gao yang was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled.
Qin Yimo is the pearl of the Qin family, and being friendly with her is equivalent to being friendly with the Qin family. A mere calligraphy scroll doesn’t amount to much.
Thinking this way, Cai Gaoyang was about to agree.
At this moment, Cai Zhengnan from the side spoke up: “Miss Qin, my father hasn’t sold calligraphy for a long time. Your request is probably…”
Qin Yimo’s eyes flashed a trace of disappointment, and she said, “I understand…”
“But we are very willing to make an exception for Miss Qin. It’s just… the calligraphy scrolls here are not my father’s finest works. My father’s best pieces are at his home in Huaibei. If Miss Qin truly wants to buy one, you could return to Huaibei with us after today’s exhibition. Then I can show you my father’s masterpieces.”
“Our house is located in Qingliu Forest, the scenery there is no worse than here, Miss Qin would definitely like it.” Cai Zhengnan smiled slightly.
Cai Gaoyang, who was standing nearby, was a little puzzled at first, but he quickly understood Cai Zhengnan’s intentions.
It seems his son has taken a liking to Qin Yimo and wants to get close to her under the pretense.
Of course Cai Gaoyang wouldn’t stand in the way of such a thing.
If Cai Zhengnan were truly successful, it would be all benefits and no drawbacks for the Cai family. After all, Qin Yimò is the beloved daughter of the Qin family.
Upon hearing this, Qin Yimo hesitated.
She is very averse to this kind of practice.
But, she really wanted a calligraphy work by Cai Gaoyang.
If we refuse now, I’m afraid we’ll lose our chance.
What can I do?
Cai Zhengnan smiled and looked at Qin Yimo.
From Qin Yimo’s eyes, he knew that Qin Yimo really wanted her father’s calligraphy.
He was going to use this, slowly closing the distance with Qin Yimo, and finally swallowing her whole.
Before this, Cai Zhengnan had already used similar means to deceive many so-called wealthy women from all over China, with great success.
Of course, Qin Yimo’s identity was several levels higher than the women he had played with before.
It is precisely because of this that he is even more motivated.
“Sigh, I told you that I have several copies of Huang Daozan’s calligraphy in my house and could sell you one. Why do you need to buy another?” At this moment, Fang Yu stepped forward and said to Qin Yimo.
Fang Yu’s voice wasn’t low, and not just Qin Yimo could hear him; many people around also heard him.
Cai Gao yang and his son both changed color.
Does this young man have a copy of Huang Daozan’s calligraphy?
How is this possible?
“Kid, do you know who Huang Daozan is? Do you have his calligraphy scroll? What are you bragging about? There are only three genuine works by Huang Daozan left in the world! How could you possibly have one?”
“That’s right, blowing hot air without a draft! Even if there were any, one hundred percent would be fakes, copies made by later generations!”
A buzz of conversation surrounded them.
“This kid is just talking nonsense. I chatted with him for a few moments just now, and I realized that he doesn’t understand art at all! He has no taste whatsoever.” At this point, the bald man who had briefly spoken to Fang Yu before spoke up loudly.
“That’s it? To describe Master Cai’s calligraphy, you only use “not bad” and “good”? It really makes me laugh.” Another middle-aged man sneered.
“Forgive me, I really can’t think of any good adjectives. Because his writing, it really seems quite ordinary.” Fang Yu said.
At these words, everyone was startled.
Qin Yimo even leaned back, supporting her forehead with her hand.
Why is Fang Yu speaking at this time!
What should I do now? Saying that would not only offend Cai Gaoyang but also get me laughed at by so many people here!
Behind Fang Yu, Ding Ran was also looking at him in surprise.
He actually said publicly that Master Cai Gaoyang’s calligraphy was mediocre…
Zhou Cheng walked to Ding Ran’s side, pointed to his head, and smiled: “Xiao Ran, your friend seems to have a problem here, right?”
In the field, Cai Gaoyang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Fang Yu, asking: “Young man, what do you think of my calligraphy? Is it ordinary?”
“Yeah, hope you don’t mind, this is just my personal opinion.” Fang Yu said.
“Who do you think writes better calligraphy?” Cai Gaoyang asked with a smile, not angry at all.
“Yellow Dao Ran, ah, I’ve told you I have several of his calligraphy pieces at home…” Fang Yu replied.
“Nonsense! Even my father couldn’t get Huang Sh Sheng’s genuine painting, how could you possibly have it?” Cai Zhengnan said with a gloomy face.
Today is Cai Gaoyang’s personal calligraphy and painting exhibition. He didn’t expect that Fang Yu, this hot-headed young man, would actually appear and say that Cai Gaoyang’s writing was ordinary?
What a sight to behold!
Cai Gao Yang enjoys a high reputation both within and outside China, with many people wanting to acquire one of his calligraphy pieces but being unable to.
FANG Yu, at such a young age, dares to speak so boldly!
Whose kid is this? They really have no idea how high the sky is!
People pointed at Fang Yu.
“Young man, you’ve been saying all along that you have a genuine work by Huang Daozan in your possession. Could you please show it to us? Huang Sh Sheng has always been my role model. I know there’s a clear gap between me and him. If you truly have an authentic work of his, I sincerely implore you to show it to me so that I can learn from it…” Cai Gaoyang said.
“I didn’t bring my calligraphy scroll with me, how could I show it to you?” Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and replied.
There was a snicker all around.
This young man is just baffling!
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What the hell are you talking about!
“Master Cai, don’t waste your breath with him. This person is just looking for trouble. Just have the security guard kick him out,” someone suggested.
Cai Gaoyang looked at Fang Yu, shook his head, and said: “I know that young people today are proud and dismissive, looking down on this and that. But calligraphy, this craft, is truly not something you young people can understand. It’s a tradition, an art form, that requires certain depth and accumulation for one to appreciate it…”
“You said you wanted to learn calligraphy just now, right? There’s no need to bring Huang Daozan into this. I can teach you what real calligraphy is.” Fang Yu was a little impatient and cut off Cai Gaoyang’s lecture.