Chapter 3140： Uncle Little Emperor (78)

"Ah, I must not give the future great-grandson a meeting gift?"

"Bah, what calligraphy and painting do you give to a child who was just born? Just looking for reasons to corrupt Xiaoshu's characters!"

But Old Man Li was just protecting Zhao Shu, he just didn't allow old comrades to ask him for words.

The last old man said: "Don't ask your grandson to write for nothing!"

Father Li paused: "My grandson is a calligrapher. Don't think you can buy it for a few dollars."

"Nonsense, is my old grandson that kind of person? I cherish talent the most!" The old man stretched out his hand, "One hundred thousand yuan, one word, how about?"

Zhao Shu smiled and said, "The old man has seen you outside. You are my grandfather's comrade-in-arms and my elder. How can you ask for money if you write a few words?"

"Tsk tusk, look at this kid, he knows how to be polite. This old Li, I don't know what blessings he has accumulated in his previous life, and he has such a handsome, well-behaved and capable grandson!"

It's impossible to envy a few old men.

In the end, Zhao Shu still wrote a picture for every old man.

Of course, no money was collected.

Old man Li was very dissatisfied, saying that they were taking advantage of his grandchildren, but watching the old men's envy of him, he felt very helpful.

After the party, the oldest old man pulled Zhao Shu and said that he had a daughter in this industry, and asked him if he was interested in holding a calligraphy exhibition or painting exhibition.

Zhao Shu didn't quite understand the meaning of the calligraphy exhibition, but out of respect for the elders, he agreed.

It's nothing more than taking time to write a few more words and draw a few pictures.

The old man was very happy and immediately contacted his daughter and gave her Zhao Shu's number. The old man's daughter is Sun Xiaoyi, the vice president of the Chinese Calligraphy Association.

It has a high status in the literary and artistic world.

She learned that her father was going to hold a painting exhibition for a twenty-year-old child. Although she was disdainful, it was the old father's request after all, so she complied, but asked to see his work first.

Grandpa Sun took his handwriting and went home.

Zhao Shu didn't take this matter to heart, and didn't think he could do anything with a few handwritten words.

Unexpectedly, at ten o'clock that evening, he received a call from Sun Xiaoyi.

Sun Xiaoyi was a little excited in her words: "Mr. Zhao, when do you think the half-painting exhibition is more appropriate?"

"……When it is convenience to you?"

"I can do it anytime! The venues are readily available, as long as your work is in place!"

"Then I will take the time to write a few."

"... OK, I'll give you half a year, OK? Or a year?"

"What, do you need a lot of calligraphy and painting exhibition?"

"There must be dozens of calligraphy and painting."

"Oh, let's go for a week. You will send someone to pick it up then."

Sun Xiaoyi was shocked, but she thought he had the stock, so she didn't think much about it, and smiled: "Great, I will contact you next week."

Compared to the previous call, I don't know how polite.

Yun Dai was lying on the table doing her homework, and then asked, "What painting and calligraphy exhibition?"

"Oh, my grandfather, the daughter of a comrade-in-arms, said he would help me hold a calligraphy and painting exhibition."

"Really?" Yun Dai immediately became interested, "With the teacher's ability, it is long time for the calligraphy and painting exhibition!"

"What are the benefits?"

"The benefits are much more. The most practical point is that the value of your work will increase a lot, and at the exhibition, someone will bid for it."

Zhao Shu smiled and said, "Really? The old man's comrade-in-arms paid 100,000 yuan to buy me a few words, but I don't know whether it's worth it."

Yun Dai stayed for a while: "Is the teacher's words so valuable?"