I'm a Rich And Handsome Villain
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Heart rate! Added value!

Hearing Ge Yuanshan's bid for 80 million, the people present were slightly surprised.

As Ge Yuanshan had said, he could write his own calligraphy but preferred to collect calligraphy writing from famous artists.

You can tell from the fact that most of the scriptures in the calligraphy exhibition are his.

Although every calligraphy exhibition that is held there is always a calligraphy writing activity, there has long been no calligraphy that attracts his attention.

He usually bought and collected the calligraphy works of famous ancient artists.

But looking at Lin Yuan's cursive writing, Ge Yuanshan felt extremely excited.

Therefore, Ge Yuanshan offered a sky-high price of 80 million yuan for it.

This is not eighty thousand yuan, but eighty million yuan!

Just a few words of it and the value is too high!

“It's silly. Eighty million?”

“I think it's too high, 80 million ?!”

“Ge Yuanshan is not under the influence of alcohol, right? Eighty million?!”

Everyone present was shocked and shocked.

Most people think that the offer is too high.

Many famous calligraphers do not sell a single piece of work at such a price.

In just a split second, not even a minute, Lin Yuan wrote words that were worth that much money?

It's too much, right?

Few people who know calligraphy consider the price is not too excessive.

Such calligraphy works were more common in ancient times.

And they have historical and cultural value, and so on.

But this Lin Yuan calligraphy was really so good that it was worth a price tag of 80 million because it was very worth collecting.

Of course, such a high number still made many people envious.

However, Lin Yuan's response was more shocking.

Faced with a sky-high bid of 80 million yuan, Lin Yuan simply smiled and said, “Sorry old man Ge. I'm writing this for my friend, so I'm afraid I can't sell it to you.”

Hearing Lin Yuan's reply, Ge Yuanshan felt extremely regretful, but after glancing at Chi Qian, she finally understood.

Although he did not know the relationship between the name Chi Qian and the poem written by Lin yuan, he had guessed which friend Lin Yuan wrote it for.

Everyone was even more shocked by Lin Yuan's refusal of Ge Yuanshan's offer.

“Hah?! He won't sell it?! Eighty million?!”

“His family must have mine at home! He did not want to sell it for 80 million yuan! He wants to give it to a friend!”

Many people were shocked and could not understand Lin Yuan's decision.

But there are still some who understand.

“I think he wrote it for that beautiful woman. It kind of gave her heart. Other things may not work.”

“Yes. I think it was written for the beauty who had just given him the writing as a gift earlier. I can understand why.”

“She only writes in seconds and it's worth 80 million, plus she has such a beautiful boyfriend. I feel sour, really sour..”.

“I feel sour for that beauty. Why doesn't a handsome guy give me 80 million worth of gifts too? I also feel very sour.”

Some understand, some feel sour.

The scene emitted a strong smell from the essence of lemon.

Lin Yuan walked towards Chi Qian and while handing over the rice paper, he smiled and said: “This is in return for the gift of Qian Qian, a cursive writing. It's a little sloppy; is it okay?”

“No...I don't mind.” Chi Qian said as she picked up the rice paper from Lin Yuan.

There was a hint of unrestrained happiness in his tone of voice.

The value of many things lies not in the actual value but mainly in the value added aspect.

For example, diamonds, gems, etc., are actually just broken stones, but through the process of adding value, they become very expensive items.

Similarly for some luxury and expensive items such as watches, and much more.

In addition, a scarf that was knitted by a deceased mother, a pair of sneakers that the father worked on and kept for half a year to buy, and an amulet that the grandmother inherited from childhood.

With the economic development and the changes that time brings, these things become more difficult to understand.

However Chi Qian was currently aware of the added value of rice paper with Lin Yuan's calligraphy.

This was just an ordinary piece of paper, but it carried Lin Yuan's exquisite calligraphy. There was also a poem he had written specifically for her and contained her name.

And even though he was offered 80 million to sell it, Lin Yuan did not care at all.

Although to Chi Qian and Lin Yuan, 80 million was not a large number, its excellent meaning and calligraphy made it extremely valuable. And that was Lin Yuan's gift to Chi Qian.

Chi Qian was very pleased with Lin Yuan's gift.

Even if he took the initiative to give a gift, he couldn't help but feel a strange fluctuation in his emotions regardless of his elegant and reserved personality.

Chi Qian was different from her usual seductive self.

This was clearly Lin Yuan's plan.

But Chi Qian realized that she could not hide, she could not avoid, and she could not prevent her emotions.

“Thank you, Brother Lin Yuan. Your handwriting is really good. And I love his poetry. Thank you.” Chi Qian smiled at Lin Yuan.

Chi Qian's smile was very sincere. Her facial expression did not change much normally, but she was now smiling with the corner of her mouth held high, and her beautiful crescent-shaped eyes.

The smile on the pretty face that could cause the destruction of this nation was quite thrilling and his heart was beating slowly.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but glance at such an amazing sight a few times.

Lin Yuan sighed and then smiled and said: “It's okay. I just gave you a gift in return.”

Ding! Chi Qian's Favors +5! Reward 5000 counterattack points! can

The system prompt sounded in Lin Yuan's mind as he spoke.

This time, Chi Qian's advantage increased by 5 points, and many counterattack points were rewarded.

Lin Yuan was quite satisfied with the reward.

Chi Qian smiled happily, moreover, when she saw Lin Yuan looking at her and smiling.

Holding the writing in his hand, Chi Qian's heart beat faster than usual.

In this confrontation, the two of them touched each other's hearts.

Although both of them were aware that Chi Qian this time lost again.

Of course, in this game, there may be no losers, or maybe both equally losers.

As the two of them looked at each other with deep meaning, Yu Shanshan suddenly appeared.

“Qian Qian, let me also see the ghost symbol drawn by my cousin.”

Yu Shanshan extended her small hand.

Lin Yuan and Chi Qian could not help but smile when they heard Yu Shanshan's words.

In the eyes of people like Yu Shanshan who did not understand cursive writing, Lin Yuan's exquisite calligraphy might be almost similar to a ghost talisman.

Chi Qian handed the rice paper to Yu Shanshan who was also staring amaly.

Despite not being able to read it, he still tried to read it very seriously because Lin Yuan's writing was full of charm.

Even if he couldn't understand it, and thought of it as some kind of ghost symbol, he still couldn't help but stare at it.

Although he could not read it, he remembered what Chi Qian had said earlier that Lin Yuan had written his name.

“Fog and light rain such as smoke, and Boat Paint in the pool, smoke in the shallows.”

“Well, Brother Lin Yuan, your writing is very good. As expected, when you practiced calligraphy with me as a child, I've saved time and not had lunch just to teach you.

“There is the name Qian Qian in it. That's good, very good.”

Yu Shanshan wanted to take the compliment shamelessly.

Lin Yuan squeezed his face and said: “You taught me this again? You taught me the piano, and you also taught me how to sing. Now, you also taught me calligraphy? Do you want me to pay for college? Huh?”

Yu Shanshan, whose face was pinched by Lin Yuan did not dare to resist and just said honestly: “Brother, that's good, everything is good. Don't pinch me or you'll make my face swollen. It's not good if my wife doesn't want me anymore. You have to pay.”

“I admit. The poem was truly amazing with the name Chi Qian in it.”

Lin Yuan released Yu Shanshan when he heard her words.

Chi Qian smiled slightly as she saw Lin Yuan and Yu Shanshan fighting.

But Yu Shanshan said: “Actually Qian Qian. I want to say that it is not easy for Brother Lin Yuan to actually write a poem under your name. Actually, I also prepared a poem here with your name!”

Act like a baby!

“And the poem not only contains your name, but also has a hidden feature.” Said Yu Shanshan.

“Oh, about me? What poem?” Chi Qian was a little curious.

“What is that poem? Lin Yuan curiously asked.

Seeing Chi Qian and Lin Yuan curious, Yu Shanshan was very satisfied.

He did not stop for long and while laughing he said: “That poem is ..”

“The temple is small but the wind is strong, the pool is shallow but evil Before Yu Shanshan finished speaking, Chi Qian directly squeezed her face.

In fact, Chi Qian rarely pinched Yu Shanshan's cheeks.

He often hit his head.

Lin Yuan was a person who liked to pinch Yu Shanshan's face.

But Chi Qian inevitably pinched her cheeks because her poetry was so bad.

Seeing what Chi Qian was doing, Lin Yuan smiled and understood completely.

Chi Qian pinched him because of the poem he said.

The complete line of the poem is: ‘The temple is small but the wind is strong, the pool is shallow but too many evil cuckolds.’ (T/N: meaning: if the size of the social circle is too small, most likely many problems will occur.)

Lin Yuan looked at Yu Shanshan, whose face was pinched by Chi Qian, and smiled: “You said that to a beautiful girl like Qianqian, a strange beast ..”

“Then as a pretty girl, don't you often call me ‘babi’?”

Hearing Yu Shanshan's words, Lin Yuan fell silent.

Then, he quietly extended his hand and quietly pinched the cheeks of the other Yu Shanshan.

After a while, the three of them were also ready to leave.

The exhibition of calligraphy has come to its conclusion.

But then Ge Yuanshan suddenly came.

“Xiao Yuan, can you stay? I've got something to talk to you about. ” Ge Yuanshan reassured.

“Oh? What's up old man Ge?” Lin Yuan asked.

Ge Yuanshan hesitated for a while. He looked at the rice paper Chi Qian was holding and said: “Actually, it is not a big deal, but my request is still a bit embarrassing to say. It's about the calligraphy you just wrote and gave to this little girl, I really like it.”

“I want to discuss with you and this little girl can I make a copy?”

Chi Qian's hesitation was seen when she heard Ge Yuanshan's words.

Ge Yuanshan's request was actually no big deal, but the calligraphy written by Lin Yuan was a poem with his name and had a special meaning.

Chi Qian was also very fond of Lin Yuan's writing and she didn't want others to touch her.

Other than her name being the inspiration for it, there was another reason why she liked it so much.

After all, Ge Yuanshan was old so she could see Chi Qian's hesitation. Lin Yuan could see it as well.

Ge Yuanshan sighed silently and was ready to turn around and leave.

However, Lin Yuan immediately stopped Ge Yuanshan.

“Parent Ge, wait. The writing I gave to my friend has several meanings. Sorry I can't let you make a copy of it.”

“But I can write a separate one and give it to you.” Lin Yuan said with a smile.

Ge Yuanshan's eyes widened when she heard Lin Yuan's words, her face was filled with unseen excitement, her tone was quite excited and said, “Really? Thank you Xiaoyuan!”

“It's okay. It's just a small thing.”

Ge Yuanshan thought that Lin Yuan's calligraphy was extremely powerful, but she had no idea how powerful it was.

But then, the more he thought about it, the more he felt his charm, the more he liked Lin Yuan's writing, and the more he was fascinated by it.

He has a bit of an obsession with calligraphy.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Lin Yuan's calligraphy was excellent, even better than him!

This was unbelievable, but Ge Yuanshan knew it was true.

Most Calligraphers do not casually write scriptures in front of others or even give them scriptures.

After all, in most cases, it takes the unity of body and mind to write a very good masterpiece.

So Ge Yuanshan did not expect Lin Yuan to make another scripture for her, so she tried asking if she could make a copy of it.

It's not the original version, but it's pretty cool for him.

For Lin Yuan, it was no big deal.

The god-level calligraphy was terrifying and extremely stable.

He was now familiar with all sorts of calligraphy, as long as he raised his pen and applied a few strokes of ink, he was able to create a work of art.

Although Lin Yuan did not have much interest in the Ge family, Lin Yuan was very interested in Ge Yuanshan's granddaughter and Ye Feng's fiancee.

And Ge Yuanshan had always liked him and even wanted to accept him as his disciple.

Thus, it took over ten seconds for Ge Yuanshan to persuade Lin Yuan, and Lin Yuan disliked the idea.

Immediately, Lin yuan returned to the table on the stage.

Some people were also preparing to leave but after seeing Lin Yuan on the stage again pick up a pen, they immediately ran back from the door.

To them, it was really nice to see Lin Yuan writing the calligraphy.

They don't know why, but it's a beautiful event to witness.

Even if they did not understand, the sky-high price of 80 million Ge Yuanshan had offered just now was enough to attract the attention of many.

And Lin Yuan did not care about the appearance of others.

Under Ge Yuanshan's extremely hopeful eyes, Lin Yuan quickly grabbed a brush and wrote a line of poetry.

He was more proficient this time than the last time, so Lin Yuan finished writing in ten seconds.

“Pak Tua Ge, done. This is for you.”

Seeing that Lin Yuan had finished writing, Ge Yuanshan rushed over to check.

Grabbing Lin Yuan's writing, Ge Yuanshan immediately laughed.

Laughing, he read: “The lake is connected to a distant mountain range and swallows water from the Yangtze River; in dimensions, it is vast and infinite.” (T/N : Yuanshan \= distant mountains)

“Good! Very nice!’

Lin Yuan actually included his name this time in his writing.

Although it was taken from Fan Zhongyan's poem ‘Tribute to Yueyang Tower’, it could still be seen that Lin Yuan had thought about it carefully.

Looking at Lin Yuan's writing with his name on it, Ge Yunshan was very pleased.

Ge Yuanshan laughed so hard that several calligraphers nearby also bowed to look.

The eyes that were staring at Ge Yuanshan one by one became extremely envious.

They all thought that Lin Yuan would not be able to replicate his writing this time and it would not be as good as the first one. After all, its quality depends on the state of the calligrapher.

However what they did not expect was that Lin Yuan's calligraphy was as great as the first one when it was written.

Beyond factors such as historical value, cultural value, etc., art with calligraphic quality like this will surely be the type to be recorded in history.

For people like them who love calligraphy, it's too cool.

Looking at Ge Yuanshan's beaming brows and proud gazes, many people who also liked calligraphy as well as masters, could not help it.

They turned to Lin Yuan, one after another.

“Young man, can you write one for me too? I will pay...30 million!”

“This old man. You offer such a high price. Are you dying?! Son..I mean Teacher! Can you also write me a holy book? I'll give you three houses of my school district in Qingyang District as payment!

“You parents are really shameless. Asking a young man for scripture?! By the way, master, your calligraphy is indeed very good. I'm after you for my granddaughter. Can you come and visit my home?”

Many people flocked towards him.

Seeing these hard-to-find masters on ordinary days rushing over to Lin Yuan and asking to be given the scriptures, the others were dumbfounded.

Lin Yuan smiled and said: “Sorry gentlemen, but I only write scriptures twice a day. If I have time in the future, we can talk about it again.”

Lin Yuan did not lack for money, so the interesting words from the people around him were not very attractive to him.

He refused without hesitation.

Upon hearing Lin Yuan's refusal, the calligraphers left in great frustration.

They had no choice but to give up. Looking at the calligraphy made by Lin Yuan in Ge Yuanshan's hands, and the white eyebrows and white beard of the proud old man, they felt like they wanted to burn him.

After everyone left, Yu Shanshan jumped up and hugged Lin Yuan's arm and said flirtatiously, “Cousin, I want you to write something for me too! You wrote something for Chi Qian and the old man. Write a sentence or two for me too!”