Zhou Tian smiled slightly, looking at Michiko with a strange face.

"What am I going to do? I should be asking you what exactly you are going to do? Coming to such an important painting and calligraphy festival with a fake of our national painting saint who claims to be a national treasure, and saying that we have no one in China! What are you going to do?" Zhou Tian's face became colder the more he spoke.

"That's right!" Song Changqing also stood up at this time, "We hold an international calligraphy and painting exhibition, aiming for everyone to exchange and learn from each other in art, but you keep making unprovoked provocations, what do you want to do?"

"There is no evidence! You say mine is a fake, you come up with evidence!" "Michiko is a little nervous now, Imura is not here, she is really a woman who can't hold back.

"Evidence?" Song Baiyi smiled indifferently, now he really threw the five bodies that Zhou Tian admired to the ground in his heart, he really didn't know how he did it, "Master Liao and so many masters are here, if their words can't be used as evidence, you can also judge for yourself! Of course, you can also not believe it!"

After Song Baiyi finished speaking, he walked in front of Michiko, "Although this work is quite expressive and exquisite, it is still a little different from the real manuscript of the painting saint! First of all, it is the line! Although the line is also smooth, after all, it is not painted directly on paper by the painting saint." You can see for yourself the difference between these two paintings! Also!" Song Baiyi's voice changed, "The inscription on it is still a seal, we can find someone to identify it, I think, no matter how skilled the person who made this fake at that time, the difference between it and the painting of the holy and genuine works is still very big! However, it is also a thing from the Tang Dynasty, and this imitation is also good! It is also worth collecting!"

Song Baiyi didn't directly say what was different, but simply explained the big difference, Michiko's face was cloudy, and she took a magnifying glass in her hand and looked at the two paintings.

After a few minutes, her face turned pale, "How can this be!"

Zhou Tian stood by and watched all the time, in fact, he was also a little apprehensive in his heart, he didn't know what the effect of his original power was to repair, the fake was fake after all!

But he was extremely calm in front of Song Baiyi, which made Song Baiyi inexplicably relieved, but he didn't know what means Zhou Tian used.

In fact, Zhou Tian just injected the power of the origin into one of the earliest precious facsimiles, and absorbed all the source power in the authentic work that Michiko brought into his body.

It was a clever effort to destroy the inscriptions and seals on them.

It's easy to say, but it's actually really difficult, and even Zhou Tian himself is a little unsure.

But now it seems that it worked well!

It turns out that the painting has lost its spirituality, but Zhou Tian's painting makes people feel very smart.

At this moment, almost everyone crowded in front of the portrait that Zhou Tian brought up, and they were all excited and didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, Song Baiyi also knew that it was enough, so he smiled slightly and walked back to stand next to Zhou Tian.

"What should I do next?" Song Baiyi asked in a low voice.

"What else can I do? just turn it over and hand it in!" Zhou Tian said.

"But that's not true!"

"Isn't that true now?"

"Discovered?"

"No!"

"This is the first time I've lied!"

"There is a first time, there is a second time!"

“......”

Song Baiyi felt that after knowing Zhou Tian, he had become a little different, and then looked at Tao Xiaoshu, looking at Tao Xiaoshi and talking about something with a lively look.

He had no choice but to sigh lightly and keep smiling at the somewhat chaotic scene now.

The news that broke out in this afternoon's exchange was enough to shock the world, but Imura Chi in the hospital had not yet received the news.

After being sent to the hospital, the doctor did a comprehensive examination and found that this old man from country J, in addition to a little liver fire, was in good health, so he explained a few words to go back and pay more attention to rest, and he was fine if he had a light diet.

Sitting in the car, Imura was unwilling to think about it, and seeing that the morning exchange was not over, he asked people to take him back to the exhibition hall again.

As soon as he entered the door, Chi Imura saw the masters gathered in front of him excitedly, and Michiko was also standing inside, thinking to herself, it must have been that painting that caused a sensation.

With a smug expression on his face, he walked inside with his companions.

However, the further he went, the more strange he felt at the incarnation, why was everyone who saw him so strange?

By the time he was about to go to the front, Michiko had already seen him, and there was a rare excitement on her face, and Imura Chi didn't think much about it.

"Michiko, are they all shocked by the paintings we brought?" asked Chi Imura.

Michiko looked complicated in front of Imura Chi, and bowed to him deeply, "I'm sorry, Master Imura, this time, we lost!"

"What did you say?" Imura was stunned for a moment.

"I said, this time, we lost!" Michiko repeated again.

"You tell me clearly, how can we lose?" Imura Chi was furious, even angrier than Zhou Tian beating his grandson.

Michiko only said that after they took out the real thing, Imura Chi couldn't help but pick up the crowd and came to the two portraits.

He stared at the two paintings, and suddenly he cried out: "Liar!

Only then did everyone realize that Imura Chi was back, and before they could greet him, they were frightened by his actions.

"Master Imura, what's wrong with you?" someone stepped forward and asked.

"Liar!" Imura Chi continued to shout, pointing to Zhou Tian's painting and asking loudly: "Who took this out? It is obviously fake, how can it be real! What we brought is obviously genuine! It was brought out of the palace by my ancestor himself! How can it be fake?"

"Oh!" the two Tao Xiaoshu brothers suddenly realized together.

"You! you!" Imura Chi was still furious, "You are a lowly people!

"Master Imura!" Song Changqing shouted loudly, "Please pay attention to your words! This is Huaguo, I can't tolerate you being so disrespectful!"

When those foreign masters heard Imura Chi's remarks, they couldn't help but shake their heads.

"Disrespectful? So what? Can you tell the origin of this painting? I can use the lives of all the people of my Jingcun family as a guarantee for this, our ancestors did bring it back to China from your imperial palace! What about you? Everyone in the world knows, and you Huaguo also admits that the manuscript has been lost a long time ago, how could it be that it came out today?"

Imura's behavior of jumping feet, how can there be the demeanor of a generation of masters! Just like an old lady who is angry and jumps feet!

"Back then, your ancestors snatched countless national treasures from our country, you should have returned them a long time ago, now it's good, you are ashamed to take it out as your own to participate in such an important international painting and calligraphy festival, we have always treated each other with courtesy, but from the very beginning, you deliberately targeted us, not only disrespectful to our country, but also disrespectful to the masters who came to participate in the painting and calligraphy festival, and also, insulted the name of your master of the generation!"

Song Changqing's eloquence is really not covered, and a few words suppressed Imura Qian's arrogance, and even some well-known foreign artists couldn't stand it.

"I didn't expect the artists of country J to be such characters!"

"We also brought the Buddha bone relics and planned to return them to Huaguo after the exhibition, and it is a shame for us in the art world to say such things!" said a native of Y in a Chinese dialect that was not very smooth.

"Indeed, it is not known how much of their own work is their own!"

"You ......," Imura was really angry this time, "where the hell did this come from?

"I brought it!" Zhou Tian said suddenly.

"You, it's you again!" Imura Qian's eyes showed a seeping killing intent, and he looked at Zhou Tian deadly.

But Zhou Tian was not affected at all, "So?

"Haha......" Suddenly, Imura Chidai laughed, and the killing intent in his body was also put away, which was surprising.

Liu Shun, who was not far away, squinted at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Laugh, it's really funny! It really can't be fake, and it can't be fake!" Zhou Tian said lightly, looked back at Tao Xiaoshu and Song Baiyi, and shrugged his shoulders, "Anyway, we're all used to it!"

"Haha......" At this time, people who know the culture of country J also laughed.

Imura Qian put away his smile and still looked at Zhou Tian unkindly, "Chinese culture is broad and profound, but I know that you have a saying since ancient times, there is a kind of person whose status at home is not as good as that of a dog! That is ......" A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "That is the son-in-law of the door, which is what you commonly call the inverted door! And your identity is this kind of inverted door! How are you qualified to come to this kind of occasion?"

The faces of many of the people present have changed, Imura Chi is this a dog jumping off the wall in a hurry?

Everyone who knew Zhou Tian was a little embarrassed by what Imura Qian said, Zhou Tian can be said to be a rare figure in Kyoto in the past year, but few people know his identity, even if the rumors have been circulating for a period of time before, but slowly no one believes it, I didn't expect that Imura Qian, who has only been in China for a few days, actually knows Zhou Tian in such detail!

Liao Jiang pinched a sweat for Zhou Tian a little, he just wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Liu Shun, shook his head at him, the two glanced at each other, and both chose to wait and see!

Song Changqing was really a little angry, a good calligraphy and painting festival would be mixed up by such a guy, even if it continued, it would inevitably affect a lot of mood and quality.

"Mr. Imura, I have warned your country before, please pay attention to your words, what you represent is country J, if this continues, can I understand that this is a provocation by your country J against our country, and we don't mind protesting at the diplomatic level!" Song Changqing said, and then said to a person next to him: "Please record the whole process in full, and then report to the higher authorities immediately!"

No one expected that Dean Song, who looked mild-mannered, would suddenly turn his face and not give Country J any chance to object.

Imura Qian has completely ignored these now, and looked at Zhou Tian a little frantically, "Could it be that I said it wrong?

A hint of coldness crossed Zhou Tian's eyes, and he suddenly smiled, "Master Imura is really funny! Does my identity have anything to do with you? You really know a lot about me! But what if you are very good at studying my Chinese culture? How much do you know about the same etiquette, righteousness and shame?"

Tao Xiaoshu said with a needle: "That's it, what's wrong with the son-in-law who came to the door? Eat your rice and drink your water? Or climbed your window and smashed your pot? It doesn't matter if you win or lose, the most important thing is that you can afford to lose, and if you can't afford to lose, you will jump off the wall in a hurry, and do you want your old face?"

Tao Xiaoshu's words were said quickly and with the unique charm of Kyoto, and those who understood couldn't help but burst out laughing, and those who didn't understand asked the people next to them.

As a result, the faces of those present for a while looked at Imura Chien with a little weirdness.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths, no tears if you don't see the coffin!Bring us another painting! I want to see if you can come up with an identical one!" Imura Chi shouted loudly.

His assistant hurriedly discussed with the staff next to him, trotted inside, and took the exhibition of Wu Daozi's "Dizang Bodhisattva Lectures on the Faces of All Living Beings".

Zhou Tian had to admit that this Imura Qian was not completely brainless, at least, he couldn't take out another piece of this painting.

After a while, several people came back, and it seemed that today's exchange could not go on, and everyone was watching the battle between Imura Qian and Zhou Tian.

Everyone can see that from the very beginning, this Jingcun has been staring at Zhou Tian, and he doesn't know what kind of enmity the two have.