"Well, it's a possibility. Wu Jing stroked his beard and looked at the painting thoughtfully.

"Now all you need is a knife to separate the three paintings. Xu Pingfan spread his hands, as if he was talking about a particularly ordinary thing.

"Xu Pingfan, don't talk nonsense, you don't want to touch these things in your life, you are just a poor sour student, you used despicable deception on Master Wu, the school really taught you to be a man in vain!"

Min Hao pointed at Xu Pingfan, and many people rubbed their eyes, as if they had seen Wu Jing just now from Min Hao.

"I'll report to the principal when I get back and ask him to expel you from school. ”

"It's a shame to have a student like you at Southbridge Middle School!"

Wu Jing frowned vigorously and pursed his lips, his eyes turning between Xu Pingfan and Min Hao, as if he was thinking about something tangled.

"If there are teachers like you in the school, I really should consider transferring. ”

Xu Pingfan didn't even glance at Min Hao, looked at the painting in front of him, and said lightly.

"You, you!" Min Hao's right hand pointed at Xu Pingfan, but he couldn't refute a word, because his skin was not so thick that he could completely ignore his evil deeds.

But when he saw his eldest brother's unkind eyes, he knew that he couldn't finish this matter well, so he said: "I can be a teacher at Nanqiao Middle School, which already shows my ability, and you can slander me here." Your words just now have seriously affected the reputation of other teachers, including your homeroom teacher, grade leader, dean of students, and even your beloved principal, who have also been stained with your words. ”

"You're going to get expelled, I said!"

"Okay, okay, you said it. Xu Pingfan waved his hand at Min Hao, who was finally dragged down by his third brother Min Min, who had worked hard for a long time, and looked too angry like a bull seeing a red cloth.

At this time, Wu Jing, who had weighed it for a long time, showed a determined color on his face.

From the anger at the beginning, to complete distrust, to a little wavering, and then to the decision, no one knows what Wu Jing, an old connoisseur, is thinking.

"Are you coming or—" "I'll come." ”

Wu Jing waved his hand and asked one of the bodyguards to take a real dagger and hand it over to Xu Pingfan.

Xu Pingfan's eyes were fixed on the dagger, and the analysis of various details came one after another.

'It's just a very ordinary dagger, and the blade isn't too thin, so it should need the help of True Qi. ’

Xu Pingfan held the dagger in his right hand, and the true qi seeped out from the palm of his hand, slowly wrapped around the dagger blade, and after a while, he attached to it, and slowly walked towards the painting.

Xu Pingfan first opened the perspective and carefully observed the four corners of the painting, which was also the position where he was about to cut.

"Hmm... That's it. ”

I saw Xu Pingfan wearing gloves, gently lifting the corner of the painting, first scraping twice with the back of the knife, trying to separate the outer two of the three paintings from the real main painting.

With the blessing of true qi, Xu Pingfan naturally did it very simply, and Wu Jing was holding his breath, for fear that Xu Pingfan would damage the "Four Monarchs", and even more so when he learned that the "Four Monarchs" was regarded by him as an ancient imitation, but in fact, after it was really an ancient imitation plus a genuine product, he himself had the idea of wanting to collect it.

Looking at Xu Pingfan's "rough" methods, how could he not feel distressed?

And Xu Pingfan has a lot of numbers in his heart, and when he sees it through, is there anything else he can't do?

When fighting, you can rely on perspective and your own brain to predict the opponent's movements and strength, so as to block, counterattack, or directly have a hard encounter with the other party like when you beat the glasses man at the beginning, all of which are choices made under this double judgment.

Don't talk about scratch cards, as soon as the little perspective is opened, no matter how many dollars you win, you have to be clear under Xu Pingfan's eyes.

What's more, Xu Pingfan's perspective function has only been available for less than a month, and it is already so powerful, and it still has growth, so I ask you if you are afraid?

In order to keep the original painting in the best condition, in order not to let the audience, the auctioneer and Wu Jing have a bad impression of him, he still slowed down as much as possible, otherwise Wu Jing might be scared to the ground first.

But this was already deeply frightened by Wu Jing, who was already a master in antique appreciation.

If, he could already confirm that the painting in front of him was a three-story painting, but the value was far less than that high in front of him, he would be able to increase the speed to the level of Xu Pingfan.

But this is the "Four Gentlemen" in front of you!

Even if it is an ancient imitation, it must be something of tens of millions of dollars, and if it is damaged, it must be compensated by itself. And now it is he, Wu Jing, who "authorized" Xu Pingfan, and the responsibility has to be fifty-five points.

But this is the "real thing" "Four Gentlemen" in front of him!

Wu Jing regretted it a little. He regretted that he had put his fate in the hands of someone else so quickly.

If it was someone else, such as a respected master from the imperial capital, or a good student they had taught, then of course he would not have any worries, and he would directly hand it over to the other party to operate.

Now it's an embarrassing situation of 'he doesn't think he can afford to mess with it, and he's afraid that the other party will deface things'.

After this series of thoughts went through Wu Jing's mind, unexpected things had happened.

Xu Pingfan had already peeled off the ancient imitation and placed it on a large tray held by a bodyguard. The original, like an ancient imitation, was placed on a tray held by another bodyguard, leaving only the last layer of the original frame, with the faint imprint of the original painting attached.

Wu Jing couldn't believe his eyes, even if it was the most powerful connoisseur in the imperial capital, how could it take twenty minutes and half an hour to operate, right?

And he had just been distracted for a few minutes, and the kid in front of him had already completed the operation? What kind of speed is this?

As he thought, Xu Pingfan easily noticed his distraction, so he "stopped acting", directly divided five by two, and quickly cut the combination between the three pieces of rice paper with the dagger attached to his true qi, and separated them.

Eventually, it became what it is now.

Wu Jing hurriedly stepped forward to inspect the cutting place to see if there was any damage or burr.

But it was another blow to the head, which made his already a little frightened heart shrink tightly.

The cut is as thin as a cicada's wing, without a trace of burrs and cutting marks, even the most sophisticated instruments cannot do it, let alone such a painting cannot be machined at all.

What can the machine process? Handicrafts with relatively high hardness are gone.

Or there are very hard items such as rough stones that have already been cut.

Items such as ceramics are likely to be broken when they are cut, and they will definitely not be considered.

And the painting in front of me is absolutely impossible to be machined with, but it can achieve such an effect, what does it mean?

Xu Pingfan is so strong that it is impossible to describe it with common sense.

Comparable to the precision machine-like techniques and effects, there is a more terrifying operating time, coupled with his age, and considering the confidence from the beginning of questioning him......

Wu Jing's head was already covered with sweat, especially when he thought of the various behaviors he had done to Xu Pingfan just now, which made his regret reach its highest peak.

But he still couldn't wipe his face and apologized to Xu Pingfan in public.

"Well, it's the real thing. In order to cover up, he pretended to be deliberately immersed in the painting and couldn't extricate himself, but he was still seen by Xu Pingfan at a glance and sensed the intention.

Therefore, Xu Pingfan also pretended not to care, and walked directly to the stage, so that the old man embarrassed himself on the stage.

"This is definitely Li Kan's handiwork, compared with the surface of the work, there is much more charm, the details are processed to the color mix, this painting has become impeccable. ”

Wu Jing slowly commented on the original painting of "Four Gentlemen" in front of him, and the voice came out from the microphone held in his neckline, all of which moved the audience below.

"My mother, I can also see the true works of the Yuan Dynasty in my lifetime!"

"Who says it's not, it's so lucky to be at this distance!"

"This trip is not in vain, it is really insightful. ”

"Isn't it, thanks to this young man, it's amazing!"

"Isn't this just amazing, this age can really be called a prodigy!"

Min Hao listened to the admiration around him, his face turned green, the green tendons on his forehead flared up, and he couldn't do anything at all.

was so angry that he even offended Wu Jing in turn, and he had forgotten it completely.

The eldest brother Min Kun and the third brother Min Min also looked at Xu Pingfan with unkind faces, extremely gloomy.

The middle-aged man who was sitting next to Xu Pingfan just now didn't know where he had slipped away, and he didn't even notice Xu Pingfan.

At the same time as Xu Pingfan stepped down, the auctioneer walked out of the backstage, holding the microphone in his hand, obviously having something to say.

"Distinguished guests, due to the special circumstances arising from the auction of this "Four Gentlemen", the lot will be re-evaluated and re-opened at the next auction, and we apologize for the inconvenience caused. ”

After speaking, the auctioneer moved the frame, followed by the two bodyguards just now, and quickly walked off the stage.

"No, are you a human being?" can you see this?" As soon as Xu Pingfan sat down, Han Ruizhuo hurriedly pulled Xu Pingfan and asked.

"It's a secret, understand?" Xu Pingfan smiled at Han Ruizhuo.

"Understood," Han Ruizhuo returned a helpless expression, but said in an instant, "But you are really powerful, especially your momentum and words, which have the feeling of those big bosses." ”

"Hehe, learn a little bit in the future, these are the signs of maturity. Xu Pingfan patted Han Ruizhuo's shoulder and said quite old-fashionedly.

In fact, these two children are only fifteen or sixteen years old, so it is not surprising that they said these words.