After listening to Zhang Shan's discussion, Chen Dong couldn't help but say: "I don't think so. ”

After Chen Dong finished speaking, Zhang Shan looked at him with a smile and said, "Oh, little brother, do you also know about the flower and bird paintings of the Bada Shanren?"

Chen Dong: "I can't talk about it, but I think this painting is a fake." ”

The current situation is interesting, Zhang Shan, a disciple of Leng Shan, thinks that this painting is the authentic work of Bada Shanren, while Chen Dong on Zhang Qingfeng's side thinks that this painting is a fake. You must know that whether it is Zhang Qingfeng or Leng Shan, they are all recognized famous people in the circle in Jingzhou Antique Street, and now that their disciples are fighting, it naturally attracts the interest of many people in the circle, and many people have come over.

Zhang Shan: "Little brother, since you said that this painting is a fake, then please tell me your basis." ”

Seeing that there were more and more people around him, Zhang Shan deliberately raised his voice and said.

Chen Dong shook his head: "I said that I don't understand this business, I just feel it." ”

After Chen Dong finished speaking, Zhang Shan laughed.

"Feeling? hahaha, you're so funny, you still have feelings in our business, haha. ”

Seeing Zhang Shan's unbeaten appearance, Chen Dong really wanted to go up and kick him to death with a big mouth, but he still resisted the urge when he thought about it.

"Hoo ....."

Taking a deep breath of fresh air, he suppressed his mood and said with a smile: "Since you said it was genuine, I said it was a fake, otherwise how about we make a bet?"

"Bet?"

It's funny, everyone around me is very excited. Since it is a bet, it must involve a bet, and both of them are celebrities in the collecting world, and their disciples' bets are equivalent to two people betting in disguise.

"What do you say?"

Zhang Shan asked rhetorically.

Chen Dong naturally won't be bored like a child who loses a bet and kowtows to apologize, let alone gamble for money or anything, but loses his identity.

"Well, if I lose, I'll buy this painting and give it to your master, and if I win, you can also buy this painting and give it to Professor Zhang. Chen Dong said.

After Chen Dong finished speaking, Zhang Qingfeng's face changed.

You must know that if this is the authentic work of the Bada Mountain People, it will cost at least tens of millions, and Chen Dong, this kid, dared to say that he would buy it and give it to the other party. This bet is obviously to find a loss. Even if he wins, in the end, someone else sends a fake, is this kid stupid?

"Okay! ”

As soon as Chen Dong's voice fell, Zhang Shan's voice rang out, as if he was afraid that Chen Dong would change his hexagram.

The onlookers present were basically people in the circle, many people had seen this painting before, and most of them were still on Zhang Shan's side in their hearts. You must know that this painting basically gathers the characteristics that the Bada Shanren should have, and some people have specially seen the rice paper that framed the painting, which is extremely old, so it can be seen that this is definitely a genuine work.

As soon as Chen Dong's gambling contract was said, 100% of people thought that Chen Dong was a big fool, and this kind of gambling contract was said, so his brain should not be kicked by a donkey, right?

Since there is a gambling contract, it is natural to have a referee.

And the manager of this private club is undoubtedly the best referee of this bet.

It didn't take much time to work,

Someone with a good deed called the manager over.

Seeing so many people standing in the highest-level exhibition hall, and each of them being big guys in the circle, this made the manager a little frightened.

Although he is the manager of the guild hall, he is just working for the real backstage boss of other people.

Don't make any trouble.

Manager Zhao Fan thought silently in his heart.

Leng Shan saw Zhao Fan coming over, and said: "Xiao Zhao, you came just in time, is this flower and bird painting of the Bada Shanren genuine or a fake?"

Now all eyes are focused on Zhao Fan, which means that his words will directly determine who wins between Zhang Shan and Chen Dong.

Zhao Fan wiped the sweat from his head and walked to the side of the painting.

"Master Leng, have you taken a fancy to this painting?"

For Leng Shan, Zhao Fan is naturally no stranger, often mixed in this circle, for these famous people naturally have to know, not to mention that there is a big auction in the antique market every year, and Leng Shan is often the protagonist of the auction.

Zhang Qingfeng also spoke: "Manager Zhao, please tell everyone, is this painting genuine or a fake?"

For Zhang Qingfeng, Zhao Fan is naturally no stranger.

Now everyone is looking at Zhao Fan, waiting for his final verdict.

There are a lot of guilds like this in Jingzhou, and everyone naturally doesn't worry about what the guild will do, you must know that behind the opening of a guild in Jingzhou are people with heads and faces, and word of mouth is naturally very important.

Of course, it is impossible for all the products on display in the hall to be genuine, and even if they are fakes, the hall will inform the buyers in advance.

Zhao Fan looked at Zhang Qingfeng.

"President Zhang, Master Leng, please wait a moment, I'll call the boss for verification. ”

After speaking, Zhao Fan took the phone and walked out.

Passerby A: "I think eighty percent of it is genuine, you look at the technique and the inscription on the painting." ”

Passerby B: "I think so, I saw the paintings of Bada Shanren at an auction before, and there can be no fakes." ”

Passerby C: "I think President Zhang is probably going to lose this time." ”

Just when everyone was talking, Zhao Fan hurried back.

Although I don't know why these bigwigs care so much about this painting, Zhao Fan also honestly reported this matter to the boss.

On the phone, the boss naturally told him what to do.

"I'm sorry everyone, I made you wait for a long time, the boss is on vacation abroad, so the phone call took several times to get through. ”

Back in the exhibition hall, Zhao Fan made an excuse and said.

"Zhao Fan, is this painting genuine or fake?"

Zhang Shan couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Fan smiled: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I asked the boss just now, and the boss wants to ask who said that this painting is a fake." ”

Chen Dong: "It's me. ”

Looking at Chen Dong's somewhat unfamiliar face, Zhao Fan searched carefully in his mind and couldn't figure out which character this was.

"Who is this?"

"My name is Chen Dong, and I am a student of Professor Zhang. ”

"Professor Zhang?"

Zhang Qingfeng's face sank: "I invited him here, isn't it okay?"

Zhao Fan hurriedly smiled: "I'm sorry President Zhang, of course it's okay." Our boss would like to ask Mr. Chen, why do you say that this painting is a fake?"

Chen Dong "........."

This peculiar meow went around for a long time and then circled back.

Chen Dong: "Is this important?"

Zhao Fan nodded: "Our boss wants to know." ”

Chen Dong: "Okay, I just heard Professor Zhang say when he talked about the Bada Shanren, there are no more ink spots and more tears, and his style pursues simplicity, and usually what can be drawn with one stroke is definitely not used with a second stroke." ”

What Chen Dong said was what Zhang Qingfeng said before, and after finishing speaking, everyone nodded. Bada Shanren is indeed this style.

Chen Dong continued: "But have you noticed that it is superfluous to have a stroke on this painting. ”

After Chen Dong finished speaking, everyone was stunned.