Su Delun's face was filled with an indescribable pride, as if he was a master of calligraphy and painting with profound attainments. This kind of competitive attitude appeared on men in their fifties, which made Liao Xuebing feel that he had a little more cuteness.

"Mr. Li's calligraphy style has long formed a new style, and it is mutually supportive with Wang Ang in the capital's "Drunk Painting School", and is known as the "Nan Li Beiwang". You know, Mr. Li's name is ranked in front of Wang Ang." Su Delun's wrinkles flash with flaunting light: "He is also an enlightenment teacher in Bingyun Art. If Bingyun had not been addicted to Western oil painting techniques in the Academy of Fine Arts, he would have become a famous local Chinese painter now."

He looked as if he was disappointed that he was not as strong as a steely person. The implication was very clear: "How can you deserve my Bingyun?"

In his impression, Li Qingyuan's smile suddenly stretched out to anyone, and said to Liao Xuebing: "Xiao Liao, I didn't expect you to be a regular customer of Mr. Su's home. This is great. I heard that Mr. Su had just bought a "Thank you for the Imperial Book" at the New Year auction in Longteng Auction House. I would like to see what happened. I am afraid that my ability is not enough. Now that Xiao Liao is present, I have let go of my heart."

Su Delun's eyes were as if they were goldfish: "Mr. Li knows Xiao Liao?"

"Of course, of course, Xiao Liao's reputation is everywhere in Zhonghai City. It is the most outstanding young talent, the most talented teacher, the most profound educator, and the most thoughtful critic. He was less than thirty years old and could be called a genius. I dare say that the Mediterranean will definitely be his world in the future. It is also an honor for Mr. Su to meet Xiao Liao." Li Qingyuan had almost nothing worthy of his admiration, but Liao Xuebing was one of them. After watching the video of "screaming Guo Yongsheng and aiming at contemporary education" in the classroom, he even pursued Liao Xuebing as a new generation of thinkers in the educational field.

Su Delun almost petrochemically, and there was lightning in his mind, and he could not even imagine using his asshole. This shabby and polite Chinese teacher could afford Li Qingyuan's praise, and his expression was as normal as it seemed, as if it was a very natural thing.

In desperation, he even stuttered: "This... this... Xiao Liao is a young talent, an educator, a critic, and a genius?"

Liao Xuebing smiled faintly: "Mr. Li is so proud. I am just a teacher with no name and no simplicity. How can I afford such a big face?"

"It's better to go and see Mr. Su's collection site "Thank you for the Imperial Book Song Qingyuan is full of joy. Young people know how to be humble, and their future is limitless. Unconsciously, another sentence was added: "It's a pity that I don't have a daughter, otherwise Xiao Liao would be close to thirty years old and not married, so he would definitely have a father-in-law and son-in-law with him."

Su Delun had no choice but to laugh dryly.

Liao Xuebing said: "It's better to have a cup of tea and chat, and you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of Tongcheng Road by the way."

Li Qingyuan said strangely: "Don't Xiao Liao read "The Poems of Thanks for the Imperial Book"?"

"Haha, there is anything good to look at? You don't need to think about it and know it must be a fake."

Su Delun was so heartbroken: "Fake?" Last time Liao Xuebing judged that the hand-copied rare book in the Qianlong Dynasty "Stone Record" was a fake, and he was not very willing to do so afterwards. He took it to ask a specialist in the antique appreciation industry for identification. It was indeed fake. This son-in-law said the words of the stubborn son-in-law, and it seemed that he would not speak too much.

Li Qingyuan said: "Why did Xiao Liao say this?"

"Cai Xiang was one of the four famous masters of Su, Huang, Mi and Cai in the Song Dynasty. He had a very high level of calligraphy art, so there is no need to say much. During the catastrophe of the country in the last century, "The Poem of Xie Ci Imperial Book" was taken away by the Japanese and stored on the Japanese island for decades. my country has appreciated dozens of "The Poem of Xie Ci Imperial Book" and believed that it was one of Cai Xiang's masterpieces in his life, worth more than 10 million yuan. Each of them is a hundred times more expensive than gold."

A treasure of calligraphy worth tens of millions of yuan. Of course, it is not something that can be bought with Su Delun's value.

My father-in-law's face was red and white, and he had long dared not go to see Li Qingyuan. He whispered: "It turned out that Longteng Auction House was making fake. I'll sue them in court."

Liao Xuebing also said: "The poem "Thanks Imperial Book" is hidden in the Japanese island, which is a great shame. Four years ago, the Bei Family Group in our city spent a lot of money to welcome the national treasure back to China. Longteng Auction House is the Bei Family industry. Their family has a great business, so how could they risk the world's great trouble and sell fakes?" The real "Thanks Imperial Book" is hidden in Bei Shixiang's study and was regarded as one of the flesh in his heart by Lao Bei. Besides, with the financial resources of the Bei Family, there would be no shortage of such a little money to take it out for auction.

Su Delun was very ugly and said in frustration: "It's the land, I was cheated. In fact, I bought the land at the 'Yiyuan' antique shop and spent more than 200,000 yuan. At that time, I thought I had taken a big advantage. Alas, it was all my vanity." I thought this time, I lost all my old face in front of my son-in-law who has always looked down on me. It made my old friend Li Qingyuan laugh at the joke and felt ashamed for a moment.

Li Qingyuan didn't care. He bought fake calligraphy and paintings and thought it was real, and he was enthusiastic about inviteing relatives and friends to appreciate it. This is something that many people have encountered, and it is not surprising. He smiled and said, "Even if the fake ones can be created to be fake and real, when there are some advantages, let's go and take a look."

In the study, Su Delun was too lazy to put on his gloves, so he took out a rectangular wooden box from the safe, took out the work and spread it out. At the same time, he stared at Liao Xuebing coldly, fearing that he would make some sarcastic remarks.

Unlike Li Qingyuan, Liao Xuebing took out a magnifying glass to take a closer look. Instead, he glanced at it and said: "The brushwork is coherent and the movement is smooth. It is similar to the fake brushes in Jiajing and Wanli in the Ming Dynasty. However, just by copying, it has long surpassed the realm of fake. Mr. Li, look, the writing is scattered and varied, even if Cai Xiang wrote it personally, it is just like this. The last stroke of the word "Jin" suddenly turned out to be as thin as silk and as stable as a rock. The extremely beautiful brushwork is at its peak. I think even a copy is one of the best products, worth no less than a million."

After hearing his words, Li Qingyuan immediately threw away the big glass and shouted in surprise: "Xiao Liao, you have a torch. I also want to find clues of fake land from the inscription. You can see the artistic value contained in it at a glance. Not bad, just talking about calligraphy, this author is simply not inferior to Cai Xiang. In ancient my country, there were many talents. I don't know how many people were buried in the long river of history. It's a pity. Mr. Su, you really found the treasure."

Su Delun was as if he had risen from a cold ice cave to a burning and hard-hitting local stove. The blessings from the sky came so suddenly that it was caught off guard. He didn't believe Liao Xuebing's remarks, but even Li Qingyuan praised them so much, it was probably impossible to make a mistake. He bought something worth one million yuan for only 200,000 yuan. It was a blessing for the world. From then on, he bragged to others, but there was another topic of discussion.

My palms were sweating profusely, and my face looked like a peony in spring. Every wrinkle emitted an extremely dazzling light. I said happily: "Mr. Li. Are you looking for happiness with me, right?"

Li Qingyuan was unhappy: "Even if you don't believe in my eyesight, you can't doubt Xiao Liao's judgment. Can he still have false words?"

At this time, Su Delun reexamined Liao Xuebing, and was extremely suspicious. Good guy, the real person doesn't show his appearance! He can get Li Qingyuan's unconcealed praise and he can count the number of slaps in Zhonghai City, but Bingyun used to say that he was just a Chinese teacher in Tulip High School that was so ordinary that he could not be more ordinary... Could it be that Xiao Liao is really a talented person?

You should know that Su Delun is a person of art and knows that he doesn’t have any talent and knowledge, so he truly admires Li Qingyuan. Li Qingyuan has also emphasized Xiao Liao to the extreme. This relationship can be written in a big way.

Carefully accompanied the two to appreciate the fake "Thank you for the Imperial Book" worth millions. He was overjoyed and thought to himself: "I was wrong. Bingyun likes men, how could he be that bad?"

At this time, Lao Liao guided the romantic and freely, and said in detail any exquisiteness in the work, which made his father-in-law feel excited. He then commented on the characters in the city. His tone was so loud that even the contemporary literary critic Guo Yongsheng was scolded by him and was not worth a fortune. Jing Ang also became a person who deceived the world and robbed the world, but his words were reasonable and well-founded, which made people nodded.

A person's talent can often be explored through his words and words. What kind of person is Lao Liao? Even if he speaks nonsense and follows his talent for bragging and deceiving, it is enough to believe that the chicken does not hatch from the egg, let alone that it makes sense?

Li Qingyuan, who originally invited the protagonist to give up Liao Xuebing, became a supporting role who only understood "well, ah, uh" and echoed with praise. In the words, he also talked about the fact that the Chinese Overseas economic engine Bei Shixiang had a strong relationship with him, and was a regular guest in the mayor's family and a guest on the seat of the Education Director.

Su Delun was sweating profusely and thought again: "You should not behave like a person. You should feel it when you came to your house last time. Xiao Liao must not be a thing in the pool. It would not be too bad if Bingyun wanted to find a boyfriend like this."

Su Bingyun was afraid that his father and his lover would have conflicts, so he came out of the room and slipped into the study. Seeing Liao Xuebing's eloquent posture, his father was listening to the lectures in a manner like a primary school student, and he was very surprised, and instead he was a kind of unspeakable joy.

"Dad, Mr. Li, it's almost time to eat." He stepped forward and held Liao Xuebing's arm, with a natural expression.

Lao Liao smiled proudly, made a gesture, and said, "Father-in-law, Mr. Li, please."

Li Qingyuan's eyes widened: "Xiao Liao, are you Mr. Su's son-in-law? Then, isn't Li Zhou, the pharmaceutical company's location, also your father-in-law?"

"ah?"

The whole seat was shocked. Su Delun almost tore through the "Poems of Thanks for the Imperial Book". Su Bingyun quietly let go of Lao Liao's arm. It was Li Qingyuan, a stubborn literati, and naturally he would not be curved on the scene. Last time, he heard Zhu Xiang say that Liao Xuebing's in-laws was Li Zhou. He said it casually, without caring about everyone's face.
Chapter completed!