Chapter 117 A Treasure for Generations

Li Dong arrived.

Shen Jun and He Zhongting, a married couple, also came.

Their initial intention in coming here was simply to discuss cooperation details with Li Donglai.

From the very beginning, it was unclear what had happened at the museum.

But when they saw the "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River" on the cultural wall, the couple's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

As for discussing cooperation, we've completely forgotten about it!

at the moment.

Lin Rui was painting "The Goddess of the Luo River" when Li Donglai and the others arrived, but they did not dare to disturb him.

Not only did they not dare to disturb them, but they also stood far away, carefully admiring the regular script on the cultural wall.

Even though their hearts were pounding and their breathing was rapid, they still restrained themselves and did not make a sound.

In contrast, Lin Rui...

They completely ignored Li Donglai and his group, treating them as if they were invisible.

At this moment, he encountered trouble.

It differs from the passionate expression in "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River".

After all, that calligraphy only requires the user to be at the master level.

Lin Rui used it at the ultimate level, which was tantamount to a dimensional reduction attack!

Once you get the hang of it, it's easy and effortless.

But the "Nymph of the Luo River" painting is different.

Its requirement for users is to start with ultimate painting!

Lin Rui also found the process of drawing the first volume extremely difficult.

Naturally, the drawing speed is also exceptionally slow.

…

No need for Li Donglai to give instructions.

Situ Changqing had already instructed his security personnel to stay away from the central area.

As night fell, lights came on all around.

Under the ancient banyan tree.

Lin Rui continued drawing tirelessly.

Chen Bin, meanwhile, remained quietly not far away.

Seeing Lin Rui stop and start adding more paint, Chen Bin immediately stepped forward.

"Mr. Lin, why don't you have some food first and rest for a while?"

"Not hungry yet."

Lin Rui shook his head, quickly replenished his paint, and continued walking toward the cultural wall.

now.

Inside the museum, in a vermilion pavilion.

Li Donglai, Gong Jing, and others were sitting together having dinner.

"I admire Fusheng's calligraphy, both outwardly and inwardly."

Thinking of the dozens of different "之" characters, each with its own unique posture and aesthetic appeal, still gives He Zhongting lingering fear.

"Even Chen Kaixi twenty years ago was no better than this."

"No, I think that even Chen Kaixi at his peak would have to avoid this piece of calligraphy."

How do you know?

"Leaving aside other things, Chen Kaixi would never have been able to write dozens of characters that are completely different from each other."

I agree with that.

Everyone at the table shared their opinions.

After all, He Zhongting, Shen Jun, and Situ Changqing were all great calligraphers.

"Eat quickly, we'll go to the door to pick someone up later."

"Aren't you afraid of disturbing Xiao Rui?"

Gong Jing knew that Li Donglai had previously photographed the "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River" on the cultural wall and then sent it to some people.

"They know how to behave appropriately."

Li Donglai smiled slightly and continued eating.

Seeing this, everyone started eating.

One hour later.

Cao Kang, Su Banshan, and others appeared at the museum entrance.

There were more than twenty people in total.

Even the ten masters of the No. 1 Restaurant in the world were all present!

Even with this lineup, they still stayed at the back, not daring to cross the line ahead.

The reason was that the two people in front were elderly people being accompanied by Li Donglai.

Huaxia Literature and Art Association!

The group arrived under the ancient banyan tree.

Lin Rui remained focused on writing on the cultural wall, and they tacitly stopped talking and walked quietly.

The group quietly approached the "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River".

Upon seeing the words, everyone was unanimously shocked and their breathing quickened.

Let's not even talk about this running script.

The ornate language alone was enough to delight them.

Even the two elderly people from the Huaxia Literature and Art Association had a profound look in their eyes.

A treasure!

A literary gem!

A literary masterpiece worthy of being passed down through generations!

Perhaps Li Donglai's calligraphy and painting are just average.