"Besides, if the ink is actually dripping, the rice paper should be soaked, not undried. ”

Wu Feng's reasonableness made everyone unable to find a reason to refute.

The boy panicked, and hurriedly said, "So what? Do you mean that this painting is fake?"

"Yes. ”

Zhang Chen readily agreed, but the boy was swallowing like a stalk, and he couldn't speak angrily.

"Hmph, just one person wants to get by, are you stupid for us?"

Xie Hongsheng snorted coldly, even so, he couldn't admit it, otherwise wouldn't he be planted in the hands of a kid?

What does this make him lose face?!

Zhang Chen said lightly: "It's as if you're not stupid." ”

"You!"

Xie Hongsheng was so angry that he couldn't wait to rush over now and slaughter this kid!

No one has dared to talk to himself like this for half his life, what qualifications does this kid have!

The more Xie Hongsheng thought about it, the more angry he became, and his whole body was trembling because of anger, as if he was going to rush over and beat Zhang Chen up in the next moment.

Zhang Chen retracted his gaze, looked at the master, and said, "Why don't we make a bet?"

"Oh? ”

The master was interested, although he still subconsciously felt that Zhang Chen couldn't become a climate, but the latter's personality made him interested.

"Master, don't fall for this man's tricks!" the boy reminded in a low voice.

"I'll talk to your master, what are you talking about as a little child!" Zhang Chen said impatiently, and the angry boy stomped his feet.

"If this painting is fake, you will give it to me, how about it?" Zhang Chen thought for a while and said.

The master laughed: "If this is fake, what is the use of asking for it?"

"Do you want to care?" Zhang Chen's words directly quieted the air in the living room.

The master's brows were slightly furrowed, and his face was a little gloomy, but it was fleeting, and he said with a smile: "Light." ”

Zhang Chen captured all the expressions of this master, and laughed secretly in his heart.

See how long you can fit it.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Xie Hongsheng snorted coldly, and his teeth itched with hatred for Zhang Chen in his heart.

Zhang Chen ignored Xie Hongsheng, picked up the painting from the table, and then under the stunned gaze of everyone, he pulled his hands and directly tore the painting in half!

"Wow!"

For a moment, the parlor was extremely silent, everyone's breathing stopped, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of shock.

This...... This is torn?!

At this moment, their minds were booming, and their minds were a little confused.

"You...... What the hell did you do?"

An old man was trembling all over, pointing to this Zhang Chen, and the anger in his heart had reached the extreme.

This is a priceless painting!

It's not a useless blank piece of paper, he Zhu Helong spent three years for this painting, and finally saw it today, he was ready to take this painting in his hands at all costs.

However, now it has been ruined by a kid!

My heart is bleeding!

Zhu Helong's whole body was trembling, his eyes were black, if it weren't for years of fitness, he would have fainted.

"Boy, you dare to tear this painting! You are looking for death!" the boy looked shocked, and immediately became furious, rushed over, and waved his hand.

"Smack!"

Zhang Chen's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he also waved a palm, directly stunned the boy, and said lightly: "Your master didn't say anything, what are you barking at here?"

The boy was so angry by Zhang Chen's words that he was about to vomit blood, his whole body was trembling, his fists were clenched, and his teeth were rubbed together to make a creaking sound.

The anger in his eyes seemed to be able to crush Zhang Chen's bones and scatter ashes.

Zhang Chen didn't care about the boy's gaze, shook the two halves of the painting in his hand, and said lightly: "You see, if it is something thousands of years ago, why are there modern handicrafts?"

Zhang Chen's voice fell, and then he pulled out a thread through the gap in the painting.

"This is industrially produced sutures?"

After Wu Feng saw it, he walked over and said solemnly.

Hearing this, everyone also looked over.

When they saw the stitches, they stopped talking.

As Zhang Chen said, if this is really something from a thousand years ago, how can there be stitches?

"Smack!"

Suddenly, the master slammed the water glass in his hand to the ground, his face full of anger: "You dare to drop my things again!"

"What?!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked, and they couldn't believe it, such a precious painting was dropped?

Everyone felt sorry, especially Zhu Helong, when he heard that this was a fake, and the real thing had been dropped, his heart hurt.

Zhang Chen sneered and pretended to pretend.

"Master, do you know why I asked you to give me this painting?" At this time, Zhang Chen slowly spoke, and his eyes flashed with a hint of essence.

When the master saw Zhang Chen's gaze, his heart suddenly felt empty, but he still raised his breath and asked in a deep voice: "I don't know." ”

Zhang Chen laughed: "It's nothing, I just want the master to open his eyes." ”

The master's brow furrowed, revealing a hint of displeasure.

"Boy, you dare to provoke the master!" Xie Hongsheng stood up and accused Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen glanced at him and said lightly: "Do you really want to kneel?"

Xie Hongsheng stopped talking, just kidding, how could he kneel down for Zhang Chen in front of everyone?

"Master, please take a look. Zhang Chen no longer paid attention to Xie Hongsheng, and after finishing speaking, he saw Zhang Chen rubbing the painting, and the painting seemed to fall off directly like peeling.

Then, a scene that shocked everyone to the point of petrification appeared.

After the paper peeled off, another painting appeared in front of everyone.

This painting is the same as the previous one, but this one is more divine!

It was as if the woman inside had already stepped out and danced in front of everyone.

"Master, you'll have to look carefully in the future. Zhang Chen's master sentence was like a loud slap, and the master of the fan was hot and painful.

The master's face was crimson, and his qi and blood were surging.

This kid actually played himself!

"This painting ......"

When Zhu Helong saw this scene, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"The painting can be said to be real or fake. Zhang Chen's words made everyone a little confused, "Because there are two paintings." ”

This sentence surprised everyone.

"The outermost layer is made with modern techniques, while the innermost layer is the real painting. Zhang Chen's gaze fell on the master, "So, the master's luck is very good, and the person who dropped the bag dropped a genuine product for you." ”

Murder and heartbreaking!

Zhang Chen's words are undoubtedly murderous!

The master was trembling with anger, but he couldn't say a word.