This is a fake.

Tang Yu's soft cry made Professor Wang and several people look over, and the room was very quiet.

Lu Xiangyang took Tang Yu's hand.

Tang Yu came back to his senses and laughed twice: "What did I just say, ah, it must have been too busy recently, so I said nonsense." ”

"No, you say this is a fake?" Professor Wang looked at Tang Yu: "Do you know how to appreciate paintings? This is an ancient painting." ”

"I won't. Tang Yu said honestly.

Bean sprouts hummed lightly: A good deed every day is also a merit, and you have to help others recover their losses.

Tang Yu's thoughts were passed back, and he said: "You say that this is a fake, but let's talk about it, where is it fake? My thirteen-year-old girl, how can she ever study a painting, let alone a work of a Tang Dynasty master." It's fake, but what about the real one?"

"A fake is a fake, no matter how real it is, it can't be disguised as a fake, as for the real ......" Bean Sprouts hesitated.

Xue Shen couldn't help it anymore and said, "Xiao Yuyu, it's really in your hands." ”

"Huh?" Tang Yu was shocked.

It's really with her, how does she not know?

"You're ......" As soon as Xue Shen spoke, the bean sprouts coughed, and she turned a corner and said, "You wait." ”

Xue Shen's body shook, and the whole person disappeared.

Tang Yu was a little inexplicable, how did he feel that Xue Shen's words were not finished.

Snow ginseng soon reappeared, holding a quaint box in his hand, covered with dust, and said, "Xiao Yuyu, it's really here." ”

She opened the box and took out a scroll of ancient paintings from it and unfolded it, and it was exactly the one on Professor Wang's desk, exactly the same.

"Zhou Dajia's sealed pen work, this fake is very good, at least the most god-like one I have ever seen, but it also misses two points. Bean sprouts said softly.

"What?"

"A drop of water. ”

Water light, what's that?

This maid leaning on the window, it is a painting of a lady who misses her husband who has been away from home for a long time, leaning on the window and looking forward to her husband's return, in addition to emptiness and loneliness, there are grievances, and her eyes are full of tears. The sprouts pointed to the snow ginseng and drew the point of the eye.

Tang Yu looked at it carefully, and it was indeed as it said, there was a little bit of water, if the bean sprouts didn't say it, she didn't know this detail at all.

"There is also this corner of the clothes, which is the handprint that his little grandson inadvertently pressed on when the Zhou family painted, and the little people know it, and he painted it as a Buddha's hand, looking like a flower. The sprouts pointed to another place.

Tang Yu looked over and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "How do you know about bean sprouts?"

Bean Sprouts said: "You don't have to worry about this, anyway, the one outside is a fake." ”

She believes the words of the bean sprouts, but how to prove it and take it out?

"Xiao Yu?" everyone looked at her in a daze, and couldn't help but push her.

Tang Yu came back to his senses, looked at Professor Wang, and stopped talking.

"Girl, you said this is fake, could it be that you have a real one? Don't be afraid, take it out, scare your grandfather to death. Old man Ou was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and he squinted at Professor Wang.

Professor Wang: How could he know such a naïve old friend as "......"?

He didn't answer this stalk again, he looked through countless information, and confirmed that this was a treasure, and it couldn't be faked.

"Really, it's really with me, it's in my hands. Tang Yu forced a smile.

"Oh. Old man Ou looked at Professor Wang: "Did you hear it, it's really her place, and you still don't let people touch it if you take a fake as a treasure...... No, what are you talking about? Is it really you?"

He looked at Tang Yu in shock, his ears shouldn't have been hallucinating, right?