Chapter 10 Lost Paintings
Ma Yuliang's words were not loud, but everyone present could hear them clearly.
Painting as an imitation, the style is real!
Uproarββ!
For a while, everyone in the audience was surprised, and the buzzing discussion rang out.
"Really, this ...... Is this "Empty Mountain New Rain Picture" really a fake?"
"Ma Laodu has spoken, can this be fake?"
"My goodness, it's like a dream!"
The focus of everyone's discussion was on the painting, but they ignored He Lin, who was the first to raise doubts.
Zhu Songlin was stunned for two seconds before coming back to his senses, and his fat face twitched: "Ma, Ma Lao, you say this painting is really a fake?"
Ma Yuliang nodded noncommittally and said lightly: "This painting is indeed an imitation." β
"But, no matter how you look at it, this painting is all from Shen Zhou's hand!"
Zhu Songlin was still unwilling in his heart, and pointed to the style: "Also, this painting is recognized as an imitation, I have never heard of this kind of thing!"
He Lin was stunned, and what Zhu Songlin asked was exactly the doubt in his mind.
He turned his head to look at Ma Yuliang, and also wanted to hear what Ma Yuliang would explain.
Ma Yuliang glanced at He Lin with a smile in his eyes, his face was full of approval: "This matter is really thanks to Xiao He, if it weren't for his reminder, even the old man would have been eye-catching today." β
"There are indeed very few paintings like this that are fake and real. β
Ma Yuliang said in a deep voice: "After all, the world will not let others imitate their works, but it is not strange that this matter fell on Shen Zhou." β
"Shen Zhou, the era lived in seclusion in Wumen, his great-grandfather and Wang Meng were close friends, and Shen Zhou's father was a disciple of Du Qiong, these people were all celebrities in the calligraphy and painting industry in the Ming Dynasty. β
It can be said that Shen Zhou was born in a scholarly family, and his study of calligraphy and painting is as simple as a daily routine, and because of this, Shen Zhou's pursuit of calligraphy and painting is a kind of freedom, rather than money and fame. β
"The family environment has also created Shen Zhou's casual and approachable character, and it is precisely because of this character that as long as someone asks for a painting, he will respond to his request! According to the records of the wild history, at that time, even if a peddler and pawn came to visit, Shen Zhou would not refuse to leave the door without discrimination!"
What's even more interesting is that at that time, someone imitated Shen Zhou's painting and took it to Shen Zhou to pay for it, and Shen Zhou actually agreed and stamped his own seal for the visitor. β
Therefore, it is not surprising that Shen Zhou's imitation has a real signature and a red seal. β
In fact, this painting can be regarded as a vivid imitation, both the brushstrokes and the charm are almost the same as Shen Zhou's later years. β
As he spoke, Ma Yuliang pointed to the place where the money was signed: "However, if you look carefully at the ink at the place where the money is signed and the ink at the inscription of the scroll, you will find that there will be a difference between the two inks, and the ink used is also different." From this point of view, it is true that this painting is indeed an imitation. β
"Why, how can there be such a person!"
Zhu Songlin's fat face was full of surprise, and he said in disbelief: "Stamp your own private seal and withdrawal for the imitation, this is ...... Isn't that stupid?"
"Hehe, Boss Zhu, this person thinks differently from person to person, some people will think Shen Zhou is stupid, but some people also think that Shen Zhou is free and open-minded. Ma Yuliang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "In addition to Tang Bohu, another student of Shen Zhou, Wen Zhengming, once commented: 'My teacher, I am really a person among the immortals'. It's just a matter of the benevolent and the wise. β
Zhu Songlin's eyelids twitched, and he was stunned and couldn't say a word on the spot.
"Xiao He, it's not simple. β
Ma Yuliang said to He Lin with a smile on his face at this time: "I didn't expect you to have such eyesight at a young age, and your future is limitless!"
He Lin was flattered and said humbly: "Professor Ma, you are serious, and I just got lucky to see some clues by intuition." β
I have to say that He Lin has been praised in front of so many people for the first time since he was a child.
Of course, Ma Yuliang's praise also has a deep meaning, that is, to change everyone's opinion of He Lin.
"Ouch, I really can't see it, this kid from the He family has something. β
"Cut, it's just luck. β
"Tut-tut, but it's okay to have such eyesight at such a young age. β
For a while, there will be a lot of discussion in the crowd, although the attitudes are still different, but in general, it has changed a lot compared to the previous opinion of He Lin.
However, the pair of mung bean eyes on Zhu Songlin's fat face stared at He Lin, although he lost his previous disdain, he was a little more cold.
He is a well-known antique collector in the antique circle in the East District, but today he was robbed of the limelight by He Lin.
If this matter spreads, maybe insiders will think that his vision is not as strong as He Lin's little doll!
"Ma Lao, I'm glad I hurt you. β
Liu Furong said to Ma Yuliang with a smile, but her eyes glanced at He Lin next to her.
"Hehe, it's fine. Ma Yuliang smiled and took He Lin and Qingyu back to their seats.
Seeing Ma Yuliang step down, everyone also returned to their positions one after another.
"Everyone, I believe you also heard the appraisal results that Ma Lao said just now!"
Liu Furong had a serious face and said seriously: "Since this painting is an imitation, but it should also be an imitation of the Ming Dynasty, after considering it comprehensively, I think this work will be auctioned." β
"Do you have any comments?"
With that, she raised her eyes and glanced around again.
Seeing that there was no objection from the audience, Liu Furong nodded: "Okay, today's auction is over, thank you for coming, wait for our auction house to arrange a cocktail party for you, I hope you have a good time." β
After speaking, everyone who wanted to participate in the cocktail party went to the conference hall on the second floor under the guidance of the waiter.
Those who didn't want to participate got up and left, and Zhu Songlin was the one who left the fastest.
"Okay, let's go too. β
Ma Yuliang whispered a word and got up and walked towards the gate, followed by Qingle.
He Lin also immediately followed, and he was still in a hurry to identify the Night Pearl and collect Jin Yuankun's three million liquidated damages!
"Little brother, please stay!"
He Lin had only taken a few steps when a shout sounded behind him.
He Lin and Ma Yuliang stopped one after another, looked back, and it was Liu Furong, the owner of the auction, who stopped He Lin.
"Are you calling me?" He Lin pointed to himself, looking puzzled.
Liu Furong twisted her bewitching figure and came to He Lin, and said with a smile: "Hehe, otherwise?"
She still had a standard professional smile on her face, but at the moment there was obviously less politeness and more appreciation in her smile.