Tang Xiao was surprised when he received a call from Shui Mozhai.

The other girl's polite and almost enthusiastic attitude made Tang Xiao even more confused.

"Don't you come to pick up things in two days? Why is it so fast?" Tang Xiao was puzzled when he heard the other party say that his words had been framed.

"That's right, Mr. Tang, because your work is a fine piece, so as soon as you go to work today, the master in the store made the frame for you. The master was nervous and didn't know if you could be satisfied with his skills. So once the frame was done, I called you as soon as you were done. Is it convenient for you to come to the store now?" The girl was very polite and seemed cautious in her words.

Tang Xiao pondered for a moment and said, "This... I'm not near your store now, and I still have work in the afternoon. You guys will put it on for the time being after you frame it. I'll just come and pick it up when I have time."

"It's okay Mr. Tang, tell me your current location, and I will send someone to pick you up immediately. I dare not hide it from you. There is a distinguished guest in our store who likes your calligraphy works very much when he sees you. I really hope to meet Mr. Tang.

Such an opportunity is not easy! Mr. Tang hopes that you must not refuse..."

Tang Xiao frowned slightly, and his heart suddenly became clear. He had just wondered why the girl named Ding changed so much. It turned out that his words seemed to be attracted by someone. This kind of thing made Tang Xiao a little flattered.

Tang Xiao has a clear understanding of his calligraphy. His calligraphy has already entered the house, but there is still a big gap compared to real calligraphy masters. Although Tang Xiao was very satisfied with the calligraphy pair yesterday, that calligraphy is not a masterpiece in the calligraphy market.

It was hard to refuse, and Tang Xiao couldn't say anything to refuse. He told the other party where he was. In just ten minutes, a red Honda car stopped at the location where Tang Xiao stood with a "squeak".

The driver's seat window was lowered, and a beautiful girl stretched out her head from the car. Isn't it the female clerk who received Tang Xiao this morning when Shuimozhai received Tang Xiao?

"Mr. Tang, get in the car!" The girl smiled sweetly, very enthusiastic, and there was no trace of contempt and arrogance?

Tang Xiao has been struggling in society for many years and has long been accustomed to the shallowness of human nature. He immediately didn't care. He just smiled faintly and opened the car door.

After getting on the bus, the girl talked a lot. She first took the initiative to introduce herself. Tang Xiao realized that her name was Ding Zi, and she was the store manager of Shui Mozhai. She had been in the calligraphy and painting industry for four or five years and was considered an old man with some qualifications.

Tang Xiao didn't say much. Ding Zi just listened carefully and occasionally responded a few simple words, which made Ding Zi feel a bit unpredictable and profound.

Women have natural advantages in some aspects. Ding Zi is a very smart woman and is usually good at using her own advantages. In her opinion, with her charm and means, she will be able to deal with a poor calligrapher like Tang Xiao with a little use.

However, Tang Xiao's performance was obviously beyond her expectations. After getting in the car, he didn't say a word. He didn't even ask who was interested in his works.

Ding Zi's car was driving slowly, and in just ten minutes, the two of them arrived at the door of Shui Mozhai.

The lobby of Shuimozhai is very quiet, with only two clerks. As soon as Tang Xiao entered the door, he saw his own words - "Heart is like a rock".

After careful framing, the words made a better feeling. Tang Xiao stopped to admire them for a long time, and couldn't help but smile with a satisfied smile on his face.

Ding Zi's eyes kept staring at Tang Xiao until a smile appeared on Tang Xiao's face, she said, "How about it, Mr. Tang? Are you satisfied with our mounting master's skills?"

Tang Xiao nodded slightly and said, "It's indeed good, but unfortunately the size of this font is slightly smaller. If the banner is wider, it may feel better."

"I think Mr. Tang's handwriting is just right." A very loud voice suddenly came from Shuimozhai. Tang Xiao looked up and saw an old man wearing Tang suit and red sandalwood Buddhist beads walking out of the inside with a smile.

Ding Zi chuckled and said, "Mr. Tang, let me introduce you to Professor Liu Gongming from Lingang University and is also a well-known domestic collector of calligraphy and painting. Your character is the one he likes."

Tang Xiao was slightly stunned for a moment, and his eyes looked at the old man in Tang costume, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. After a while, he calmed down and stretched out his hand and said, "Professor Liu, I am happy to be lucky enough to meet you."

"Haha!" Professor Liu smiled and waved his hand and said, "I dare not, I am afraid of being a young man. I didn't expect that Mr. Tang had such skill in calligraphy at such a young age, which really surprised me. When I saw your calligraphy before, I felt that this calligraphy was very elegant, and there seemed to be a sense of righteousness when the pen tip was turned.

I was very curious about who the author of this character was. I was lucky enough to know him, so I asked Miss Ding to disturb you."

Tang Xiao waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Professor Liu, you are too polite. As a collector of calligraphy and painting, you must have a first-class vision. Although my calligraphy is a masterpiece, I am too skilled and have no deep understanding of calligraphy. This work is actually nothing."

Professor Liu narrowed his eyes and nodded in his heart. There are very few young people who can have the cultivation and mentality of Tang Xiao. Tang Xiao is young and promising, but he is not self-righteous and has a clear understanding of his own level. This is a rare quality.

Liu Gongming is not an ordinary mortal. Although he is a professor at Lingang University, his other identities are more prominent than professors. He is a director of the world's largest manufacturing company, Fukang Group. He was once the boss of Hong Kong Daily News. His net worth is as high as hundreds of millions of dollars.

To be ashamed, Tang Xiao didn't know such a person before. Ding Zi introduced him to Professor Liu Gongming's identity, so he only thought that the other party was a university professor and did not do it.

Tang Xiao seriously asked several doubts about his writing. Liu Gongming said: "You have practiced too little. The way to calligraphy is diligence, no matter how cold or heat, it cannot be interrupted. The so-called practice makes perfect. To improve one's skills, one must make hard work."

Tang Xiao nodded secretly, but his heart was filled with a bitter smile.

With his current situation, how can he have time to practice calligraphy? If he can’t achieve his achievements, his stomach will become a problem, so how can he care about calligraphy?

Back then, Tang Xiao also dreamed of becoming a master of calligraphy. Unfortunately, his dream was beautiful, but the reality was too skinny. After graduating from university, Tang Xiao spent eight years in Lingang and struggled on the survival line. His skills back then were now abandoned.

Tang Xiao and Liu Gongming had a passionate chat, but Ding Zi was secretly anxious in his heart.

Previously, Liu Gongming had clearly stated that he was interested in this character. Shui Mozhai was doing business of calligraphy and painting. If this character by Tang Xiao could be sold, Shui Mozhai, as an intermediary, would draw a certain amount of benefits from it, and this is Ding Zi's business.

What she never expected was that when Tang Xiao and Liu Gongming came into contact, they first degrade themselves by themselves, and then they actually asked Liu Gongming for advice like a student. Isn’t this a reduction in value?

She endured it for a long time and couldn't help it anymore, so she said, "Mr. Tang, that's it. Professor Liu liked your hand and wanted to buy it for money. Look... what price do you want to sell?"

"Sell the word?" Tang Xiao raised his eyebrows and blurted out: "How much is my word worth?"

Liu Gongming smiled and said, "At the price of five thousand per square foot, I am willing to buy your decorative letter for 10,000 yuan."

"Ten thousand?"

Tang Xiao only felt that his head "boomed" and he couldn't believe his ears for a moment. He could even sell a piece of his own in Shuimozhai for 10,000 yuan? It seems unlikely that this is impossible?

If even characters of this level can be sold at a price of 5,000 per square foot, then there will be too many people in China who can make a living by writing.

When Tang Xiao thought about this, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "Did Professor Liu feel something else in his words?" He suddenly remembered Professor Liu and said that he seemed to have righteousness in the movement of strokes. Could it be that his concentration of writing yesterday had a role?

"Wow, the price of 10,000 is really good. The works of our young calligraphers on the front line in Lingang are only at this price. I didn't see that Professor Liu can give this price for Mr. Tang's work. Mr. Tang, congratulations!" Ding Zi said with a smile on his face.

Tang Xiao bit his lips with his teeth. After a while, he said, "I'm sorry, Professor Liu, I... can't sell this... word!"

Tang Xiao almost tried his best to say this sentence. To be honest, ten thousand yuan is a huge sum of money for Tang Xiao now. If Tang Xiao could earn such an income from selling the word, his economic pressure would be immediately alleviated.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be impossible to refuse such temptation. However, Tang Xiao's personality relied on his promise and he was going to give this character to Ma Ping. Professor Liu saw that the extraordinary character was, which further showed that this character might be of great help to Ma Ping's situation.

Ten thousand yuan is important, but if this letter can alleviate Ma Ping's condition, this value will be even greater.

Saving a life is better than creating a seven-level Buddhist Tu. Tang Xiao was able to write this calligraphy yesterday because of chance, his mind, mind, artistic conception and inspiration reached that position, and he made this work overnight.

If Tang Xiao had to write such a piece again now, he would never have confidence.

This means that Tang Xiao sold this character to Liu Gongming today, and then he couldn't think of a way to Ma Ping. With his character, it would be difficult for him to make such a decision.

After calming down, Tang Xiao's decision became extremely firm. He continued: "Professor Liu, I will say that I framed this character to give to a friend of mine. In fact, from the perspective of calligraphy, this character is definitely not worth the price you give. The so-called gentleman loves money and takes it with his own way. If the professor likes my character, if I have inspiration another day, I will definitely write it to give you one, I hope you can understand it."
Chapter completed!