At this moment, the entire auditorium exploded, and no one understood what this young man was going to do?

"The surname is Qin, I'll fight with you!"

At this time, Lin Pingchao's heart was broken, the jade Buddha of 12 million was smashed just now, who let it be mutton fat blood jade, but now this 20 million bought Wu Daozi's authentic handiwork has been ripped off like this, how can he not feel distressed.

The strong anger made him lose his mind for a short time, and he was about to rush towards Qin Haodong with his teeth and claws, but fortunately he was stopped by Lin Zhigao and Lin Zhiyuan beside him.

Lin Xiaotian's face was gloomy again, and he also felt that Qin Haodong had gone too far. The key is that this is Wu Daozi's authentic handiwork, he has been looking for many years and has not found it, and now his grandson has sent it, but he sees it torn in half.

Guo Feng looked at Qin Haodong in surprise and asked, "Doctor Qin, what does this mean?

Qin Haodong said calmly: "The problem is not a big problem, it's just a fake painting, and it's really disrespectful to use it as a birthday gift for the old man today, so I pulled it off." ”

"Fake painting? It's impossible! I've already identified it, and this is indeed a hundred lotus picture left by Wu Daozi himself. Guo Feng said incredulously.

Lin Pingchao's mood calmed down a little, but he still shouted angrily: "Qin Haodong, don't talk nonsense, this is definitely Wu Daozi's true work, you have to compensate for my painting today." ”

Qin Haodong said disappreciably: "I said it was fake, it was fake." ”

Lin Pingchao shouted, "Why? Are you more accurate than Director Guo's appraisal?"

Guo Feng also said: "Mr. Qin, you are indeed a little too reckless, I have already identified it, this is definitely genuine." And even if it is a fake painting, it has reached the realm of being fake and real, and the value is definitely more than 10 million. ”

After listening to Guo Feng's words, Lin Pingchao suddenly became much more confident, and said: "That is, I bought this painting for 20 million, and you must compensate me." ”

Qian Duoduo looked at Qin Haodong and was about to be a little troublesome, and said, "Mr. Qin, you said that this painting is fake, is there any basis?"

"There's no basis for it. ”

As soon as he spoke, the auditorium exploded again, and he casually ripped out ancient paintings worth 20 million without any basis, is this person crazy?

Lin Pingchao's lungs were about to explode, this surnamed Qin was obviously fixing himself, but before he could speak, Qin Haodong said lightly: "Because this is what I painted." ”

Although Qin Haodong's tone was calm and his voice was not loud, almost every sentence he said today was a bomb, causing an uproar in the auditorium again.

"Who is this young man? There must be a limit to bragging, and he even said that Wu Daozi's real handwriting was painted by him......

"Director Guo said that the painting was genuine, but he actually said that he painted it, should he be painting Saint Wu Daozi?"

"Arrogant, too arrogant, I heard that he is the eldest lady's new boyfriend, Mo Mo is too hasty, and you can't just look at your face when you look for someone......"

Not only did the others not believe it, but even Guo Feng said with a surprised expression: "What? Mr. Qin, you said that you painted it? It is impossible! This is not only Wu Daozi's brushwork, but also obviously an ancient painting, and you are only in your twenties, how could it be that you painted it?"

"The surname is Qin, you have to have a limit to bragging, if this painting is painted by you, not only will I not have to pay you compensation, but I will give you an additional 20 million. ”

The reason why Lin Pingchao said such things was that Qin Haodong was so angry that he went crazy, and secondly, he wanted to stomp Qin Haodong's face under his feet, and now hitting Qin Haodong is equivalent to hitting Lin Momo.

Qin Haodong said: "If you don't believe it, then I'll prove it to you now." ”

He turned his head to Lin Xiaotian again and said, "Old man, can I make a painting on the spot, it can be regarded as a birthday celebration for you." ”

Lin Pingchao said: "What are you kidding, it will take a day or two for such a painting to be a master, can grandpa's birthday be delayed?"

Qin Haodong said: "It's not that troublesome, to paint such a picture is five points and eight points." ”

"What......? How is this possible?"

Although Guo Feng and Qian Duoduo knew that Qin Haodong was a master, they also opened their mouths in surprise, they couldn't believe that what he said was true, that is, calligraphy and painting, why does it take two or three hours for everyone to paint a picture, right?

Lin Xiaotian glanced at Qin Haodong with interest, waved his hand and said to the family next to him, "Bring me the pen and ink in my study." ”

He likes calligraphy and painting, and often paints one on weekdays, so he has all the tools for painting at home, and soon his family took the paper, pen, ink and other tools used in painting and placed them on the table.

In the midst of everyone's gaze, Qin Haodong came to the table, he first took out a brush from the pen holder, looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, and then took out a pen and pinched it in the palm of his left hand, and the two brushes were stained with ink at the same time.

"What is he going to do? Do you want to draw with two pens together?"

Lin Pingchao said directly with disdain: "At first glance, it's a mallet, one pen can't draw well, and even two of them are still taken, isn't it shameful enough?"

Qin Haodong didn't pay attention to him at all, after taking a deep breath, his hands came out together, and the two brushes seemed to be alive, flying on the drawing paper in front of him, and the originally empty white paper began to slowly appear ink.

"This ...... Is this a left-right dragon?"

Although Lin Xiaotian is not as good as everyone else in terms of calligraphy and painting, he also has quite deep attainments, and he immediately recognized Qin Haodong's technique.

Qian Duoduo couldn't help but ask, "Old man, what do you mean by traveling dragons left and right?"

Lin Xiaotian said: "Ordinary people paint with a brush, first sketching out the general appearance, and then filling in the picture carefully. This is the same as building a house, first build the frame, and then little by little the guru, but this is also flawed, although the foundation is solid, but it is not fast enough in terms of speed. ”

Guo Feng is also quite knowledgeable about painting, nodded and said, "That's true." ”

Lin Xiaotian continued: "In order to increase the speed of painting, some powerful calligraphy and painting masters have created this way of painting left and right.

As the name suggests, the left and right dragons are divided into two purposes, the left and right bows, painting with two hands at the same time, starting from both ends of the drawing paper, no need to conceive the frame, nor do you need any embellishment and polish, the whole painting completely exists in the painter's heart, constantly advancing to the middle, and when the two strokes meet, the painting will be done.

In doing so, the efficiency of painting can be more than doubled, but it is extremely difficult. First of all, the whole painting must be clear to the chest, secondly, the heart is divided into two uses, and there can be no problems, and finally the color tone must be used very skillfully, so that there will be no mistakes when the two sides of the picture are docked.

It's a very clever way of painting, I've only heard of it before, but I've never seen such a master. ”

Speaking of this, Lin Xiaotian shook his head, looking incredulous.

Guo Feng said: "I have also heard of the left and right dragons, but this kind of painting method must have absolute confidence in the painting, and it is impossible to do it without decades of calligraphy and painting skills." ”

Lin Pingchao was stunned when he heard this, he didn't know anything about painting, he didn't expect Qin Haodong, who he had just laughed at, to use such an awesome way of painting, and he couldn't help but feel a little hot on his face.

However, he still doesn't believe that Qin Haodong can paint Wu Daozi's paintings, if anyone can imitate them casually, then the painting saint is not a painting saint.

Guo Feng said again: "The left and right dragons are really powerful, but the two sides are too well drawn, if they can't be perfectly connected, it's." In the same way as building a house, both sides are equipped with superb technology, no matter how strong you build, but in the end it is a waste product if you can't connect it. ”

After the two masters explained, everyone's attention was focused on Qin Haodong's body, looking forward to the moment when he finally connected.

Qin Haodong's technique was extremely fast, and his two hands kept wandering on the drawing paper as if he didn't need to think, and after only three or four minutes, the paintings on both sides were almost finished, and he saw that the two pens began to dock. ”

The eyes of the people around them were staring at Qin Haodong's two hands, especially Lin Pingchao, who couldn't wait to drop his two eyeballs on the drawing paper, hoping that Qin Haodong would make a mistake.

But in the end, he was disappointed, Qin Haodong's two brushes skillfully converged, and a hundred lotus pictures were perfectly presented in front of everyone's eyes. And the moment he threw out the paintbrush, exactly five minutes had passed.

"Amazing, it's really amazing, to draw a picture of a hundred lotuses in such a short time. ”

"Who is this young man? He is a master of painting, could it be that he really painted the painting just now?"

"Impossible, this is impossible, no matter how good the painting is, it is a new painting, how can it become an ancient painting?"

In the midst of everyone's discussions, Guo Feng and Qian Duoduo took the picture of the hundred lotus that had just been torn up, and compared it with the one that Qin Haodong had just drawn.

After a full five minutes, the two men looked up again.

"Perfect, it was so perfect. Qian Duoduo said to Qin Haodong, "Brother Qin, the person I admire the most in my life is you, I really don't know what else you can't do, you actually drew a hundred lotus pictures in such a short time, and it is exactly the same as the original, I can't see any difference." ”

Guo Feng also said: "Indeed, the painting is so perfect, so perfect that there are no flaws." ”

Lin Pingchao shouted: "No matter how good the painting is, his painting is not an ancient painting, the one I just did is the real work of Wu Daozi, and the two paintings cannot be compared at all." ”

Guo Feng sighed and said, "Yes, Mr. Qin, although your painting skills make me admire the five-body throwing to the ground, it does not prove that the painting was painted by you." Not to mention anything else, you can see that the difference between these two pieces of paper is at least a thousand years, and the color of this ink, the painting that has just been drawn is completely different from the ancient painting......"

Qin Haodong smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, there is still one last procedure left." ”

In order to cultivate his mind and play life in the cultivation realm, he has worked as a painter, a scholar, and even a beggar, so he is extremely proficient in these three-way and nine-stream techniques.

Moreover, his method of making old paintings is not comparable to ordinary people at all, and Emperor Aoki can control all things with wood attributes.

I saw Qin Haodong roll up the painting he had just painted and hold it in his hand, and stroked it from top to bottom with his right hand, and the Aoki in his palm was full of anger, instantly changing the color of the paper and the color of the ink.

More than ten seconds later, as if playing a trick, he re-laid the painting on the table and said to Guo Feng: "Director Guo, you can look at it again this time." ”

Guo Feng was already stupid when he stood there, the hundred lotus picture in front of him was exactly the same as the one he had just torn off, from the antiquity of the drawing paper to the color of the ink tone, there was no difference at all, if it wasn't for the hundred lotus picture that he had just torn off and was next to it, he simply thought that this was a dream.

After calming down his mood, he took out a magnifying glass and observed it carefully, but as time passed, his hand began to tremble slowly, no matter how you look at this painting, it is an ancient painting of more than a thousand years, and there is really no flaw or loophole to be found.