"What a big breath! What do you mean by that?!" Zhang Zhigao heard Qin Yu say this, and his originally energetic face instantly collapsed: "What do you mean is that the painting I bought is fake?"

Qin Yu smiled and said nothing, and when Lin Yue unfolded the painting, Zhang Chaoliu on the side couldn't help but light up, and found that this painting was indeed a little not simple!

I saw that the whole ink plum picture was painted with pure ink, focusing on freehand, but it was both form and spirit, and in the vigorous show of painting style, a wave of heroic spirit actually split the face!

Whether it is the artistic conception or the painting workmanship, this ink plum picture is vaguely better than Zhang Chaoliu's eagle stone picture!

"Haha, Lao Zhang, how is it? This painting is no worse than your eagle stone picture, right?!" Lin Yue was also smiling at the moment, this painting was imposing, and it was very likely to be genuine in the eyes of his years of immersion in calligraphy and painting!

"Hmph, what's the matter? I don't know if it's true or not, what are you talking about?!" Zhang Chaoliu snorted coldly, but didn't say anything more, because he also faintly felt in his heart that this painting was slightly better than his own eagle stone picture.

"Cut, the painting is really impressive!" Zhang Zhigao couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this painting at this time, gritted his teeth and said: "But this painting is so simple, I see, it's just a high imitation!"

Qin Yu looked at the Zhang father and son, who looked like they couldn't eat grapes and said that grapes were sour, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly and chuckle.

At this time, Qin Yu's open private room door came from a startled voice: "Huh?!Zhou Daxian's painting?!"

Lin and Zhang's two families followed the prestige, only to see an old man standing at the door of the open private room, originally there was no door in this open private room, there was a corridor outside, pedestrians came and went, but at this time, the old man's eyes were staring at Qin Yu's hand at this time, and his eyes seemed to be flashing!

"Who are you!" Zhang Zhigao was not in a good mood, but when he saw a bad old man he didn't know coming to join in the fun at this time, he asked unhappily.

"Oh, this is my business card!" The old man didn't care about Zhang Zhigao's attitude at all, his eyes just stared at the picture of Mo Meitu.

After he walked into the private room and handed the business card to a few people present, he said to Qin Yu: "Little brother, can you lend this painting to the old man to see?"

"President of NJ Art Research Institute, Lin Bufan. Zhang Zhigao, who was standing on the side, looked at the business card handed to him by the old man just now and whispered, and then his eyes couldn't help but shine: "Oh, it's just right! Old dean, you hurry up and show him, whether this painting is a high imitation!"

Zhang Zhigao thought to himself that the world is really unpredictable, but he didn't expect that at this time, the president of the NJ City Art Research Institute suddenly appeared, Qin Yu, I see how long you can pretend!

As he spoke, Zhang Zhigao directly snatched the ink map in Qin Yu's hand and stuffed it into Lin Bufan's hand: "Old dean, you give him a good look!"

After speaking, Zhang Zhigao had a hint of a playful smile on his face, and he was waiting for Qin Yu to make a fool of himself!

"Old Dean, then I'm sorry for you. Qin Yu didn't care about Zhang Zhigao's actions, but just said politely to Lin Bufan.

Lin Bufan nodded slightly: "Thank you Xiaoyou for appreciating your face, I have been engaged in art appreciation for decades, and I still have some experience in Zhou Daxian's paintings, so let's take a good look at it." ”

After speaking, Lin Bufan took out his reading glasses from his pocket and put them on, and then took out a magnifying glass from his jacket pocket.

Lin Bufan whispered while looking at it: "The plum blossoms in this ink plum picture are arrogant and simple, but they do not lose their form and rhyme, the plum branches are sharp but the breath is restrained, the plum trees are mossless and vigorous, the strange stones are corresponding, and the painting style is simple, it is indeed the work of Zhou Daxian!"

Lin Bufan looked at it for a while before putting away the magnifying glass, nodded and said: "This painting should be a painting of Zhou Daxian when he practiced in the valley, he meditated in the mountains, and he created a lot of paintings of plums, pines, bamboo and orchids during that period, this ink and plum picture can be regarded as his middle and upper grade work!"

After Lin Yue heard Lin Bufan's comments, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and subconsciously puffed up his chest: "Lao Zhang, how is it?!"

Zhang Chaoliu was also anxious at this time, and hurriedly shouted: "Old dean, I also have a painting of Zhou Daxian here, and ask the dean to show me too!"

After speaking, he directly took out the eagle stone diagram that had been installed.

"It's Chow Daxian's painting again?!" Obviously, Lin Bufan was also stunned, after all, Chow Daxian's paintings are rare on the market, so he was so surprised when he saw Chow Daxian's ink plum picture in the aisle just now, he didn't expect another one?

"Okay, then let the old man come and see again. Saying that, Lin Bufan took the eagle stone map, and then unhurriedly took out a magnifying glass from his coat pocket.

"This painting ...... The eagle has both the shape and the god, the painting method is mature and sophisticated, the boulder under the mountain is also simple but delicate, and the stone texture is also meticulously depicted, which is very the style of the late Zhou Taixian. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Chaoliu and Zhang Zhigao couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, it seems that their painting is also genuine!

"Hmph, Qin Yu, didn't you say that our painting was fake just now?!" Zhang Zhigao immediately looked at Qin Yu with a look of disdain at this time and said, "Now that you heard what the expert said, don't think that you are an expert if you pick up a genuine painting!"

Qin Yuwan smiled, and then said to Lin Bufan: "Old Dean, are you finished appreciating this painting?"

Qin Yu listened to Lin Bufan's words very clearly, when appreciating the Momei picture just now, Lin Bufan said "indeed", but in this eagle stone picture, he used "very".

It can be seen that Lin Bufan has already appreciated the truth and falsehood, but the words are relatively obscure, and ordinary people can't hear the difference if they don't listen carefully.

Lin Bufan still put the magnifying glass in his pocket unhurriedly, then stared at Qin Yu and said with a smile: "The appreciation is over, young man, why do you say that this painting is fake?"

He was also very surprised that a young man could have this kind of appreciation, but if the other party was just blind, it would be another matter, so Lin Bufan wanted to ask clearly.

"That's it, why do you say that our painting is fake?!" Zhang Zhigao saw Lin Bufan asking Qin Yu, thinking that he also believed that his painting was genuine, so he asked arrogantly like Qin Yu.