【176】The best fake

Ling Xiaotong was also sad on the way back to school, 300,000 was an astronomical amount for him, and after returning to school in a depressed way, he ran into Professor Zhu, a figure at the Taishan Beidou level in the school.

It seems that Professor Zhu has just sent away a certain person, although Ling Xiaotong is not directly under Professor Zhu's jurisdiction, but for such a once-in-a-century ghost talent, Professor Zhu still knows, seeing Ling Xiaotong drooping his head listlessly, Professor Zhu has an interest in taking care of it.

"Ling Xiaotong!" Professor Zhu called out lightly.

"Ahh

Professor Zhu smiled without saying a word, Ling Xiaotong touched the back of his head and asked, "Professor Zhu, do you need my help with anything?"

"Look at your frowns, what kind of difficulties are you encountering!" Professor Zhu didn't say to the students, which school professor do you see on weekdays who can care so much about a student.

"What's nothing?" Ling Xiaotong smiled reluctantly, not knowing what was going on, Ling Xiaotong actually asked in a ghostly manner: "Professor Zhu, where can I make 300,000 yuan!"

"Ah!" Hearing Ling Xiaotong's words, Professor Zhu was stunned at first, and then smiled again: "You need so much money, what are you doing?"

"My friend's father is seriously ill!" Ling Xiaotong felt that he hadn't lied in front of such a respected old professor, anyway, he was thinking too much in his heart just now, so he said it casually, and he didn't expect to get any reply: "Well, I'm sorry Professor Zhu, I'm bothering you, then I'll go back first!"

"Wait!" Professor Zhu shouted.

Ling Xiaotong stopped, turned around and asked, "Is there anything else you need my help with!"

"I know that you are a ghost talent that has not been encountered in our school for a hundred years, and your realistic ability is even stronger than that of several teachers!" Professor Zhu said slowly: "I don't know how your kung fu is!"

Copying, painting again after others have finished painting, this work, to ensure that the world is the best Ling Xiaotong does, he himself has been copying and copying the picture, and if it is a painted painting, Ling Xiaotong doesn't even have to distinguish the color himself, drawing the scoop according to the fox gourd, this is the easiest thing for Ling Xiaotong.

"This ...... I'm still quite good at it!" Ling Xiaotong thought to herself: "You don't want me to help you draw anything, then there is still a lot of time!" So she continued: "Professor Zhu, if you want me to paint, can you put it off for a few days, I'm a little nervous about time these days!"

"You don't want to make money anymore!" Professor Zhu said with a smile.

"Think!" Now only the word "making money" can attract Ling Xiaotong's spirit.

Professor Zhu then said: "I have a friend who came to the school to look for me just now, and he said that he wanted a painting in his newly owned villa, but he couldn't get the real thing, so he wanted to ask me if he could get a fake of the policy!"

"That's to say!" Ling Xiaotong's heart flashed: "I'll copy it, and then I can sell it to him,!"

"If you are confident enough, after all, he can't look down on ordinary fakes on the market, that's why he came to me!" Professor Zhu smiled, thinking that Ling Xiaotong was nothing more than a talented young man in the cow, and it was too difficult for him.

"I'm willing to paint!" Ling Xiaotong asked, "Then how much can I sell for my paintings, 10,000, I can paint thirty pairs!"

"No, no, no, a pair, if you can draw a good picture, if he can see it, 300,000 is not a problem, it's just ......" Professor Zhu saw that Ling Xiaotong saw that this matter was a bit simple, and reminded: "His requirements are very high, I think it's still ......"

A painting is 300,000 yuan, damn, where to find such a good thing, Ling Xiaotong didn't care about it and directly interrupted Professor Zhu's words: "I can, what to paint? Professor Zhu, what do you say to paint?"

"Pierre-Auguste Renoir's 'The Ball at the Red Rings!" Professor Zhu paused: "This painting sold for $78.1 million in '90!"

Belch...... Ling Xiaotong's mind was stunned, more than 70 million US dollars, what kind of concept is this, Ling Xiaotong can't figure it out anyway, but his head is full of money, what kind of painting is this, he has never heard of it at all, there is no way, who made him not a real art genius in the first place.

"I, where can I see that painting, how can I copy it!" Ling Xiaotong was frustrated, the man said that the fakes on the market were not good, and if he took a fake and copied it, it would be for nothing!

Professor Zhu saw that Ling Xiaotong was indeed very serious, and he admired this kid who could care so much for his friends: "I have that photo of the original painting, it was a gift from a friend of mine!"

Ling Xiaotong's heart once again ignited hope, the photo of the real work was enough, as long as the pixel was high enough: "Professor Zhu, I really need this money, you, can you ......?"

"I can lend you the photo, but you really have confidence!" Professor Zhu thought to himself: If Ling Xiaotong is willing to spell it, then let him spell it, even if he works hard, he can learn a lot even if he is unsuccessful.

Ling Xiaotong's head was broken.

Professor Zhu smiled and shook his head: "Let's go, I'll take you to have a look!"

In fact, Ling Xiaotong can take a picture at a glance, and there is no need to borrow it at all, but if you don't borrow it and draw it at a glance, it's a bit terrifying, Ling Xiaotong didn't dare to make herself so arrogant, and when she got that photo, Ling Xiaotong quickly took it down with her eyes.

This impressionist painting is really not ordinary, and the many figures depicted in the work give people a sense of crowding, crowded, colorful spots, and bustle, giving people a strong impression of joy.

"Well, isn't it a little difficult!" Professor Zhu smiled.

Ling Xiaotong put the photo away seriously, and then bowed to Professor Zhu: "I will do my best!"

"Well, okay!" Professor Zhu nodded: "I'll give you my friend's contact information directly!

"I won't forget it!" Ling Xiaotong's heart was now full of hope, although this painting of one meter three by one meter seven was complicated and huge, fifteen days should be enough.

"This is my friend's phone!" Professor Zhu handed the phone to Ling Xiaotong: "Oh, by the way, you know his daughter!"

Ling Xiaotong was stunned, he didn't understand what Professor Zhu meant, and quickly wrote down the phone number, he still had to hurry to prepare a customized frame to buy a canvas or something?

Ling Xiaotong returned to the dormitory and cleaned up all the mess in the middle, hid the photo and went to call the two brothers on the other side.

"Brother Hitomi, what's wrong with you!" asked Hao Baishi.

"You help me get all the oil paint in the studio!" Ling Xiaotong didn't explain much: "Half Immortal, you and I go to the back door to order a canvas together, thank you, brothers!"

Brother Hitomi, what kind of nerves are there again. Although they were confused, could they not help as brothers? Although Hao Baishi and Yu Zhongcai were in the clouds, they still did as they were told, and when Hao Baishi came back, he jumped down after seeing Ling Xiaotong and Yu Zhongcai coming back with such a big canvas.

"My brother, what are you going to ......do?

Ling Xiaotong patted the shoulders of the two brothers: "If you can help me roll call in the class these days, you can help me roll call, if you can't call me again, I'll go again, and don't come to play these days, I'm in a hurry!"

Hao Baishi and Yu Zhongcai were confused, nodded and made an OK gesture. Although I don't know what Brother Hitomi is going to do, he must have his reasons, stick a knife in his brother's ribs, let alone such a trivial matter as naming names.

After packing up everything in the house, Ling Xiaotong went directly to the back door of the school to fight a box of instant noodles and came back, so he was ready not to go out, don't worry that he didn't have hot water, he was going to eat it directly, I really don't know what it would be like if people came back in fifteen days like this.

In fact, time has passed very much, every time Hao Baishi and Yu Zhongcai really can't see Ling Xiaotong eating instant noodles again, they will lie to him and say that the instructor will check the class and let him come out, and then stuff him with some delicious food or meat, Ling Xiaotong also knows that these two brothers are well-intentioned.

During this time, Su Xiyi looked for him, and he postponed it for various reasons, there is only one purpose in his eyes and on the picture, imitation, I have to say that this painting is really difficult to paint, on the surface it depicts the lively and cheerful atmosphere of the famous open-air café and dance hall in Paris, in fact, the real theme is the sunlight shining through the gap between the leaves, which shines on people's bodies, causing rich changes in light and color.

The master is the master, the painting of 70 million dollars is his reason, Ling Xiaotong really learned a lot of things from copying this time, he found out for the first time that the original master's painting turned out to be like this, if it was usually Ling Xiaotong would not feel anything, but when he really painted, he knew the richness inside, and it was so difficult for him to imitate and copy by relying on his ability, how good Renoir should be at that time.

Finally, on the fifteenth day, Ling Xiaotong used all his spare time to complete this work that was exactly the same as the one worth 70 million US dollars, the best fake.

In order not to be noticed, Ling Xiaotong borrowed a hair dryer and a little sun to make the picture as dry as possible, at least on the surface, and then took a good shower by himself, found something to file the whole picture, and no one showed it, even Hao Baishi and Yu Zhongcai, Ling Xiaotong didn't say anything.

Can an art student of the Higher Academy of Fine Arts not know about the cow in this painting? Ling Xiaotong did not dare to publicize it, and if he was topped by some bull breaking a character or organization, it was estimated that he would not be far from death.

For the money, Ling Xiaotong dialed the phone number that Professor Zhu gave him, and then explained the intention, Professor Zhu should have said hello in advance, so the person immediately asked Ling Xiaotong to come over.

When Ling Xiaotong got there, he was stupid when he saw the person who bought the painting, he really knew his daughter!