"When will a fake painting be sold for 150 million?"

Yang Yi's faint voice sounded, and several people were stunned.

Turning the head, Luo Yu looked at Yang Yi puzzled, she also has a lot of research on ancient paintings, especially Tang Bohu's paintings, she studied more thoroughly, the painting in front of her, the brush and ink flow and crisp.

At first glance, it is what everyone did, and no matter from the perspective of painting style or brushwork, it is undoubtedly Tang Bohu's authentic handwriting, I don't understand why Yang Yi has to say that it is fake.

However, from her understanding of Yang Yi these days, she knows that Yang Yi is not a person who talks about it, so she wants to hear what Yang Yi will say next.

It's just that Luo Yu believes in Yang Yi, but Han Wenyin doesn't think so.

"If you know how to draw, you know nonsense. ”

Han Wenyin stared at Yang Yi with wide eyes, and looked at Yang Yi with a pair of sheared autumn pupils dissatisfied, because Yang Yi and Li Sheng, Han Siping spent tens of millions more, and the matter of buying the painting was over, who knew that Yang Yi would come to the river again at this time, full of nonsense.

Now Han Wenyin is extremely unhappy when she looks at Yang Yi, and she can't help but wonder if Luo Yu was deceived by Yang Yi, how can such an arrogant and arrogant Luo Yu who is full of lies be able to look at it.

She knew that although Luo Yu was 26 years old this year, she had never been in love, and she was a love novice, so she was deceived by Yang Yi's rhetoric.

Love will make people blind and will make people's IQ drop, she thought that Luo Yu would escape this law, but she didn't expect to be deceived so simply like ordinary women.

Although Luo Yu said that Yang Yi was her godbrother, Han Wenyin didn't believe it, this kind of drama of recognizing her brother and sister Han Wenyin has seen a lot.

No blood relationship is a younger brother, and the younger brother will become a boyfriend sooner or later.

"I understand a little. ”

Yang Yi chuckled and said, the dissatisfied fools in Han Wenyin's words could be heard, but he didn't bother to bother with the other party.

"I think you really 'understand'?"

Han Wenyin had an expression that I had seen through you, and decided in her heart that Yang Yi was messing around.

"Wenyin!" Han Siping stopped what Han Wenyin was about to say, looked at Yang Yi with a little apology, and said, "Mr. Yang, don't be weird, my little sister is usually like this, no big or small, crazy and used to it." ”

"It's all right, kids, it's all like that. ”

Yang Yi waved his hand, glanced at Han Wenyin, and said teasingly.

He is 26 this year, and Han Wenyin looks like he is about twenty-three or four, which is not wrong, and in addition, Han Wenyin does not look 'big'.

"You...... Hmph, rascal. ”

Han Wenyin was very dissatisfied with Yang Yi's words, especially when Yang Yi just looked at her, she vaguely felt that Yang Yi's gaze slipped over a certain part of her body, and looked down at her chest, Han Wenyin became even more angry.

You are a child, your whole family is still a child, and I will still develop well.

Han Wenyin cursed in her heart.

Han Siping glanced at his little sister, and didn't understand what kind of anger this little ancestor suddenly had, but he didn't care too much, and after a moment of silence, Han Siping said:

"Mr. Yang said that this painting is fake, can it be based?"

This painting was intended to be given to his grandfather for his birthday, and if it was found to be fake in the end, then the shame would be small, and if it made his grandfather unhappy, the consequences would be serious.

Another point is that he is very curious about Yang Yi, except for a few words in Li Sheng's mouth, he is still dark-eyed towards Yang Yi, and he doesn't know the details at all, now since Yang Yi has to say that this painting is fake, he also wants to hear where Yang Yi's basis is, maybe he can learn some news from it.

"Yes, you have repeatedly said that my paintings are fake, what basis do you have? ”

Zhang Zhiyuan, who was on the side, said angrily, as if he had just reacted.

150 million has been received, he is ready for how to use the money, but Yang Yi jumped out again and said that the painting is fake, how can he not be angry.

"Of course I have proof. ”

Yang Yi came to the painting and glanced at Zhang Zhiyuan lightly.

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Zhiyuan was shocked, and then he sneered, and snorted coldly in his heart.

"Hmph, it's a mystery. ”

"I have found more than a dozen friends to identify this painting together, and they all believe that it is Tang Yin's authentic work. ”

"What's more, in order to be sure, I also specially analyzed the paper materials of the painting, and determined that the year is the Ming Dynasty, you say you have evidence, I want to see what evidence you have. ”

Yang Yike didn't know what Zhang Zhiyuan was thinking, so he raised the painting, Yang Yi shook it slightly, and then said two words: "Yang Shen!"

As soon as the words came out, Han Siping and Han Wenyin looked dazed, obviously not knowing what they meant, but when they saw the expression on Zhang Zhiyuan's face, they realized that these two words seemed to have an extraordinary meaning.

"No way, Yang Shen never painted this painting at all. ”

Zhang Zhiyuan was gloomy, and his face seemed to be dripping ink.

"Sister Luo, who is Yang Shen, your boyfriend relative?"

Han Wenyin asked Luo Yu, she looked at Luo Yu's expression, it was obvious that she knew who this name was, but Luo Yu couldn't help blushing when she heard the words boyfriend in her words.

"Don't talk nonsense, Xiao Yi is my younger brother. ”

Luo Yu gently pinched Han Wenyin's arm.

"Got it, brother. ”

Han Wenyin rolled her eyes, and the end of her brother's two words dragged on for a long time, meaning something.

"Sister Luo, say it quickly, you are a man...... Who is Yang Shen that my brother said, why did the old man's face change when he heard this name. ”

Seeing that Luo Yu's face was flushed, Han Wenyin stopped joking, and hurriedly whispered Luo Yu and asked.

"Yang Shen was a painter in the late Qing Dynasty, and he had a great reputation in the calligraphy and painting circle, and this person was most famous for imitating other people's paintings, which could reach the level of being fake and real. ”

But what made him most famous was that he imitated Tang Yin's picture of a Chunshan companion, which was auctioned by Christie's six years ago, and no one found out that the painting was fake. ”

In the end, it was a collector who took out the original work in his hand, and finally after comparison, he learned that the auction was painted by Yang Shen, which also discredited Christie's auction house and regarded it as a great shame. ”

Luo Yu explained softly, and looked at Yang Yi with a pair of beautiful eyes after speaking, she never knew that Yang Yi still knew calligraphy and painting, in the past two days, Yang Yi had given her too many surprises.

So what he means is that this painting was painted by Yang Shen, not Tang Bohu's real work? Sister Luo, let's see if this painting was painted by Yang Shen. ”

Hearing this, Han Wenyin seemed to understand.

At the same time, I also changed my opinion of Yang Yi a little in my heart, and being able to say this name at least means that Yang Yi is not talking nonsense.

"I don't see that. ”

Luo Yu shook his head and continued.

"At that time, the reason why Christie's painting was considered fake was because there was a real painting for comparison, and even then it was compared little by little with a magnifying glass after more than half a month. ”

"If I can tell at a glance that it's fake, then I'm not better than those experts, and even if I were given a real picture, I wouldn't necessarily be able to tell the difference between the real and the fake. ”

Luo Yu can only be regarded as a calligraphy and painting lover at best, she can't do this kind of professional thing for the time being, Meimu couldn't help but stare at Yang Yi tightly, wanting to hear how he Yang Yi answered.

Seeing Zhang Zhiyuan's denial, Yang Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he said unhurriedly: "You are not Yang Shen, how do you know that he has not painted this painting." ”

"Well, since Christie's incident, many people have become curious about him, and have vigorously searched for his deeds. ”

Unfortunately, a year ago, someone stumbled upon a manuscript of Yang Shen, which recorded all the imitations in his life, and after identification, it was indeed Yang Shen's receipt, and there was no such picture of the autumn wind fan in it. ”

"Boy, I'm afraid you don't know about this. ”

Zhang Zhiyuan was sarcastic, and his tone was mocking.

That's where his confidence lies!

When he suddenly heard Yang Yi mention the word Yang Shen, he did chuckle in his heart, but he quickly calmed down.

Of course, he also knew who Yang Shen was, and the incident at Christie's was in a uproar, and it was difficult for him to think about it, and he had suspected that his painting was an imitation of Yang Shen, so he never dared to take it out.

It wasn't until Yang Shen's manuscript was discovered last year, and there was no name for this autumn wind fan in it, that he was sure that the painting in his hand was genuine, otherwise how could he dare to sell it to Han Siping, if it was finally found that the painting was fake, although he didn't know it, but it was also difficult to escape the blame.

"If you don't write it in the manuscript, it means that you haven't drawn it, you Zhang will grow up to be such an adult, when did you become so naïve. ”

Putting the painting down, Yang Yi glanced at Zhang Zhiyuan contemptuously.

Provoked by Yang Yi's words, Zhang Zhiyuan felt a burst of nameless anger in his heart, suppressed his anger, Zhang Zhiyuan said coldly: "Since there is a manuscript to prove that you still don't believe it, you have to say that this painting was painted by Yang Shen, there is no evidence, what about the evidence." ”

Although the manuscript does not directly prove that the painting is necessarily genuine, it does not at least not prove that the painting is fake.

Facing Zhang Zhiyuan's questioning, Yang Yi said lightly: "There will be evidence, what are you anxious about." ”

If it is someone else, it will definitely not be able to tell the authenticity of the painting, after all, this painting is already one of Yang Shen's peak works, but he spent 100,000 yuan to buy the news in the system, which is extremely difficult for others, but for him, it is just a matter of raising his hand.

"Yes, you say this lightly, don't tell me that the real thing is in the hands of that so-called peasant woman, I'll wait for you to find out the painting, and then let you compare it slowly, right?"

Zhang Zhiyuan said in a weird way, if it is so simple to distinguish between the real and the false paintings, how can those experts at Christie's be eye-catching, and finally rely on the comparison of the two paintings to come to a conclusion.

And now Yang Yi just looked at it a few times, and dared to conclude that the painting was fake, in his opinion, it was just grandstanding, a joke.

"I really don't shed tears when I don't see the coffin, since you are so anxious, then I will satisfy you. ”

Shaking his head, Yang Yi had an expression of "I'm good for you, you don't appreciate it", and Zhang Zhiyuan's teeth creaked angrily.

Without waiting for Zhang Zhiyuan to speak, Yang Yi said again: "If you want to verify the authenticity of this painting, it is actually very simple, you only need to do one thing." ”

In the quiet tea room, only Yang Yi's voice was echoing.

"Tear the painting open and you'll see!"