When it was time to give a gift, he would naturally play. Now, there was no need to explain too much to this little girl.
âEh⊠EhâŠ!â
âWhy did this guy just leave!â
Tang Yuyan was waiting for Zhou Xuan to explain to her.
He didnât expect Zhou Xuan to turn around and leave, making her stomp her feet.
With her looks and family background, it would be difficult for other men to strike up a conversation with her, so she didnât care about those men.
She didnât expect to be ignored by others.
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After Zhou Xuan left Tang Yuyanâs side, he began to stroll around the gathering.
In a long corridor, Zhou Xuan suddenly saw a painting hanging on a white wall.
âFive cows?â Zhou Xuan blinked.
This painting was very ancient and didnât look like a modern painting. Zhou Xuan couldnât appreciate it.
However, Zhou Xuan could guess from the hanging position that this painting should be very precious. It was only put up for decoration on Bai Mingyueâs birthday.
[You stopped to look at the painting and obtained the ability to appreciate antique calligraphy and painting. Level: Elementary!]
âSure enough, even if I look at a painting, I can gain new abilities.â Zhou Xuan smiled.
His heart skipped a beat. When he looked at the painting on the wall again, his senses changed.
The originally stiff and old-fashioned style had a different charm.
Zhou Xuan couldnât help being immersed in the brushwork. It was as if through this painting, he could see how confident the author was.
Zhou Xuan couldnât help showing admiration from the bottom of his heart.
âFive Ox Painting!â This time, Zhou Xuan revealed the original name of the painting.
This âFive Ox Paintingâ was a work of Han Yu in the Tang Dynasty. It was also the earliest paper and silk painting with cattle as its theme.
It was a national treasure.
In the painting, the five cows were lined up in a row. They lowered their heads to eat grass, raised their heads, turned their heads back and licked their tongues. They slowly walked forward and rubbed their teeth against each other.
These were all knowledge brought to Zhou Xuan by his ability to appreciate antiques and calligraphy works.
The more he looked, the more fascinated Zhou Xuan became.
He didnât even notice that at some point, a silver-haired old man and a middle-aged man with a big back and a meticulously combed hair stood beside him.
The middle-aged manâs superior aura could not be concealed at all, but he looked as if he respected the silver-haired old man. He was slightly half a step behind and was extremely respectful.
They had just walked out of the villa.
Originally, he wanted to go to the manor, but when the old man saw someone looking at the painting, he walked over.
âYoung man, you know how to paint too?â The old man saw that Zhou Xuan was engrossed and couldnât help asking.
âYesâŠâ
Zhou Xuan subconsciously replied. He was stunned for a moment before noticing the old man and middle-aged man beside him.
Zhou Xuan wasnât a fool. He could see that these two peopleâs temperament was extraordinary. He looked away and nodded. âI understand a bit.â
The old manâs eyes were as bright as a torch. He had watched countless people throughout his life.
It was obvious that Zhou Xuanâs admiring gaze wasnât fake.
However, when he saw the young student, he still couldnât help but want to test him.
âThen, what do you think is the good thing about Five Ox Pictures?â the old man asked with a smile.
The smile on his face was kind. It could be seen that even if Zhou Xuan couldnât answer, he wouldnât ask more. It was just a temporary thought.
After all, young people nowadays were too impulsive. There werenât many young people who could calm down and appreciate the ancient painting, let alone understand it.
The middle-aged man didnât interrupt but looked at Zhou Xuan.
He held a high position and had seen countless people.
However, he had to admit that regardless of appearance or temperament, this young man was extraordinary. He was definitely a figure.
It was just that he had never seen him before.
âWhat do you think?â
Zhou Xuan knew that these two people werenât ordinary people but he believed that his future achievements would only be higher than theirs.
Therefore, he did not have any stage fright and only treated them as his equal. He calmly replied, âIn this âFive Ox Paintingâ, each of the five cows has a different appearance and attitude. They are combined into one painting. It looks very ordinary and there are no bright spots, but in reality, the more you look at it, the more interesting it is. It makes people linger.â
The old man and the middle-aged man nodded in agreement.
However, before they could respond, he continued, âOther than the five cows, there is only a small bush in this painting. There is no other scenery. The five can be combined into one painting, and each cow can be considered a chapter. It is a wonderful brushstroke!â
The middle-aged man had yet to speak.
The silver-haired old manâs eyes lit up. âOkay!!â
The old man looked at Zhou Xuan with admiration. âYoung man, I didnât expect you to have such a deep understanding of antique calligraphy and painting at such a young age. This view actually coincides with this old man!â
The old man reached out and stroked the frame of the painting as he sighed. âHow rare!â
Behind the old man, the middle-aged man looked at Zhou Xuan with admiration.
However, it wasnât because Zhou Xuan understood painting but because of Zhou Xuanâs attitude.
With his and the old manâs status, he had seen too many young people.
When those young people saw him, they couldnât help but lose their composure.
Either they were careful or they were too nervous and lost their usual level.
Either they wanted to show themselves too much, or their words were wrong and lost standards.
But the young man in front of him, his expression was calm, neither servile nor overbearing, and his tone was calm and composed.
It made people feel that he was very confident, but at the same time, they did not think that he was arrogant and domineering and did not care about others.
It was really rare.
But it was unique.
After a conversation.
The old man and the middle-aged man had a high opinion of Zhou Xuan.
At this moment, Zhou Xuan shook his head and said, âThis Five Ox Painting is wonderful. Unfortunately, I didnât see the real thing!â
Zhou Xuan sighed.
Now that he understood how to appreciate ancient paintings, he truly felt a pity from the bottom of his heart.
The old man and middle-aged man couldnât help pausing when they heard Zhou Xuanâs words.
The two of them looked at each other.
âYoung man, I heard that the owner bought this painting from a famous artist. Are you saying that it isnât real?â The middle-aged manâs eyes moved as he asked.
As for whether he was referring to himself or the old man beside him, it was unknown.
âOf course itâs not real. Itâs quite obvius,â Zhou Xuan said lightly.
âOh? Obvious?â The old man loved painting. Hearing this, he couldnât help but ask, âWhy?â
Zhou Xuan looked at the old man when he heard his question.
Zhou Xuan was curious about the identities of the two people.
He didnât need to ask. He looked over with his probing eyes.