My Teacher is Sun Wukong

The next day, at school.

"Qing Qing, Mo Mo, I will send you something." After the first class in the morning, Xiao Fei gave them the cheats and two writing brushes that were taken yesterday from the paintings.

"Thank you for flying less." The two sisters are very happy. Although they are not interested in ancient books and writing brushes, they are happy to accept them as long as they are sent by Xiao Fei. From the realization of now, Xiao Fei is still sending them things for the first time.

After thanking, Su Shiqing put the book into the desk.

"This is an ancient book about painting, you have to look at it seriously." Xiao Fei reminded.

"The ancient books are all about Chinese painting, but we are not interested in Chinese painting, we have not learned before, and we are preparing to specialize in sketches and Western oil paintings." Su Yuqing said, "But since flying to send us a Chinese painting book, we will seriously study it when we go back." Afterwards, it may be possible to transfer Chinese paintings."

"That would be great, and I also sent you a brush, and sent something to send a full set." Xiao Fei said. Although these two pens are used by Wu Daozi, they can't be painted as long as they don't understand the painting. The pens are now in their hands, just like ordinary brush.

"Flying less, I did not expect you to be interested in painting." Su Shi said.

"I only occasionally found these things in the flea market. I remembered that you like to paint and bought it for you." Xiao Fei said.

"Thank you for flying less." Su Yuqing said.

"You're welcome." Xiao Fei said.

"Right, fly less, I heard that you have already returned the stone from the squad leader. Can you let us raise it for two days?" Su Shiqing said.

They are more interested in giant pandas than the ancient books written by Xiao Fei.

"Sorry, the stone went out for a few days, and it didn't have time." Xiao Fei said.

"Going out to travel?" The two sisters were surprised.

Afterwards, many people wanted to borrow giant pandas from him, but they were all rejected by Xiao Fei, and they were disappointed. In the end, Xiao Fei reluctantly promised them, as long as the stone came back from a trip, they were given to them.

In the evening, Xiao Fei’s home.

"Lord, you said that you accidentally got a picture, let me estimate it, take it out." Xiao Xinghua said.

"No, this is the case." Xiao Fei said awkwardly, the scroll was handed over and dropped on the table.

"The lord must be a fake painting from there?" Seeing Xiao Fei's attitude of losing painting, Xiao Xinghua said with a smile. The collection of antiques by collectors in general, especially famous paintings, will definitely be taken out with care, for fear of being broken. Xiao Fei, however, is directly thrown away, as if he does not pay attention at all.

Looking at the size of the reel, he is more certain. The scroll of "Send the King of Heaven" is very large, because its authenticity is more than three meters long, and it is a large volume.

Under normal circumstances, such a large piece of authenticity does not exist in the private sector. Not being collected by the state, it is lost. Moreover, the ancient paintings are sold at the auction house by foot, ranging from a few million to tens of millions. And this painting seems to have more than a dozen feet. If it is original, the starting price is hundreds of millions.

What are the hundreds of millions of things that are so easy to buy? Even if you have money, there is no price.

"You will read it first," Xiao Fei said.

"Okay," Xiao Xinghua said. Although he was a soldier when he was young, he also liked calligraphy and painting when he was old. Therefore, he has studied the ancient paintings very much. "Hey, this painting has a lot of questions!" As soon as I opened the scroll, I saw a lot of bright red seals on the tail. These seals are covered by collectors of previous generations, and the more they are covered, the more valuable the work is.

"My God, this seal is actually true!" Xiao Xinghua did not look at the contents of the painting, first look at the true and false of the title, when he saw the seal is true, he was shocked.

“Is the seal very valuable?” Xiao Fei asked.

"This seal is the title of Song Huizong, which shows that he once collected it." Xiao Xinghua said: "So, just a seal, it is worth 100 million. And the true and false seal is also a strong proof of the proof."

"Tianla, the seal of Song Huizong, and the seal of the famous Han Dynasty collector Han Shi, the seal of Tang Suzong, plus it is such a large painting..." Xiao Xinghua did not turn down when he saw it here, his hands trembled "I don't even dare to imagine who it is. If it is true, then this painting will definitely sensationalize the collection."

"Well, you are also a soldier. Both hands are shaking. How do you get a gun?" Xiao Fei sneered. "It’s better to watch it, what is the ink?"

"You don't know the value of famous paintings. It is a treasure of the country, a symbol of artistic civilization. Getting one of them is enough to sensationalize the country," Xiao Xinghua said, shaking his head and muttering to himself: "This painting will be Zhao Mengfu. Or is it Wang Wei? Impossible, impossible! Their two paintings have long been lost..."

"So this painting is very likely to be done by an unfamiliar painter. But even so, it is worth the price to get the recognition of so many collectors." Xiao Xinghua sighed: "In short, it gives me a kind of Unreal feeling, I dare to take it now seems to be dreaming."

"He is neither Wang Wei's painting nor Zhao Mengfu's painting. It is the painting of "Send the King of Heaven" by Sheng Wu Daozi," Xiao Fei said impatiently. Fear that he would not say it again, it is estimated that he still has to ink for a long time.

"Is it impossible to send a child to the king?" Xiao Xinghua categorically denied: "This painting was lost in the Qing Dynasty. The existing one in the Japanese is Linyi..." The works of Wang Wei and Zhao Mengfu are treasures. However, compared with this painting, it seems to be lower than one grade.

"Do you know if you read it?" Xiao Fei said.

"Okay, let me see." After feeling that it was not the original, his hand was stabilized. When he opened the picture, he suddenly looked dumbfounded: "This is the original! This is the original!..." Excited refers to Xiao Fei: "You look at the lines above, the expressions of the characters... The King of the King gave birth to the cautiousness of Sakyamuni, the worship of the gods, every movement and every movement is very vital. Pay attention to the drawing of the lines for the future tradition. The drawing has laid the foundation... It can be said that it is the originator of Chinese painting. Together with these seals, it is true that it is true, God, how is this possible?"

"Don't say that these are useless, you will tell me how much it will cost." Xiao Fei said.

“Value, do you actually ask its value?” Xiao Xinghua said with an incredible expression: “This national treasure is worthless and cannot be estimated. If you have to get a foreign auction, it should be able to buy a modern one. City. However, the lord, this painting cannot be sold."

"My solemn proposal, you are dedicated to the country."