"Lao Li's head, congratulations ~"

"I received a baby!"

"When we go to watch in the future, can't you not let us go?"

"We haven't seen enough?"

"You old, salted fish turned over. The money lost a few years ago, this calligraphy work, I'm afraid I will make you earn." The people around me congratulated me.

After all, Yunzhou is so large, and the circle of calligraphy and painting is small. So most people in this circle know.

Now the collections of this old Li's head are awarded. Everyone is naturally envious and congratulated.

On the high platform, the old Li's head was also a big deal.

One is Tuli, and the other is a picture name.

If it is like Lao Li's head, there is a collection in his hand, it is undoubtedly a very face -saving thing.

Almost all people in the circle will end up with you.

Why is this? Wang Xingduo would rather borrow Qiu Muying their calligraphy and paintings, nor to participate in this exhibition.

However, when the staff of this exhibition was preparing to awards to the old man, there was a cold laughter below.

"Squiring Liang Shizheng's calligraphy and painting, is it a baby?"

"When is our calligraphy and painting industry so unbearable."

"Thousands of things can get the annual collection gold award?"

That laughter, with unscrupulous contempt and disdain, quietly sounded here.

Later, everyone saw that Wang Xingduo hugged his hand at this time, stood under the stage, smiled coldly.

"Um?"

"Wang Xingduo, is it you?"

"Haha ~"

"I said, Pharaoh. If others look down on this millions of calligraphy and paintings, what qualifications do you have to look down on others?"

"For so many years, do you come every year? As a result, do you have a collection of collections?"

"Don't say 10 million, do you have one million calligraphy and paintings in your house?"

"I'm afraid there is no one hundred thousand?"

At first, everyone was shocked when they heard this, but after seeing Wang Xingduo, everyone laughed and looked at the jokes.

This Wang Xingduo, most of the calligraphy and painting circles in Yunzhou also know it.

This guy is a wonderful work. There is no money in his hand, and there is nothing to take on the calligraphy and painting at home.

Now, even more, even tens of millions of surgical works will not be taken in it.

Everyone is not surprised by this strange style. I watched all the jokes.

On the high platform, Lao Li head saw Wang Xingduo, and he laughed: "Pharaoh, don't talk about it here. If you look down on my calligraphy, you have the ability, come up with a more precious calligraphy and painting."

"If you can't get it out, shut your mouth!"

"I have a poor sour civil servant, no precious paintings, and there are also faces to laugh at me here?"

The old Li's head snorted coldly, but he was not polite, and said angrily at Wang Xingduo.

Wang Xingduo laughed at the time: "It seems you are very confident."

"In this case, Lao Li's head, do you think Tang Bohu's calligraphy and paintings are not comparable to the Qing Dynasty calligraphy works in your hand?"
Chapter completed!