Zhang Feng was very unlucky and was assigned to the only five-person group. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, Master, there are women in your group, if you get one, it would be good, you have to ...... well."

"Fuck off, don't talk nonsense here, assess carefully, you must go up. Zhang Feng kicked Ma Qiang, turned around and walked to his assessment team.

The assessment of Zhang Feng is an old man wearing reading glasses, wearing a white Tang costume attached to his body, quite an ancient style.

"Five classmates, this time I will assess you the landscape paintings of Zhang Hong, a painter of the Ming Dynasty, you just need to tell me whether it is true or false, and the rest is needless to say. The old man reached out and took out a scroll, spread it on the table, and opened it straight.

The flower scroll opened, and an ancient landscape painting was presented in front of Zhang Feng and the five people, with a sharp brush and wet ink, and it could be seen at a glance that this painting was from the master's hand.

The other four people stepped forward in unison, and Zhang Feng also followed to the front and looked at the painting on the table.

Concentrating, Zhang Feng carefully looked at the painting in front of him, and a black circle of light also appeared on the painting, about ten circles, which was a fake painting at first glance.

Zhang Feng already had an idea in his heart, and he withdrew his gaze and didn't plan to look at the painting again, but suddenly found that there was a blue-brown light in this painting axis, the aperture was dense, and if you looked closely, there were at least thousands of circles, Zhang Feng roughly counted, it should be something from the Tang Dynasty!

"Could it be that this is also a picture-in-picture?" Zhang Feng was secretly suspicious in his heart, but he didn't say anything, standing aside and staring at the painting with his eyes, for fear that he would see it wrong.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know how your appraisal is, can you see what the results are?" The old man looked at Zhang Feng and the others calmly behind his hands on the side.

"Fake!" the four of them said in unison, looking at each other and smiling, full of confidence.

The old man also nodded with satisfaction, but in ten minutes, he could see that this painting was fake, and it seemed that the attainments of these four people were quite profound.

In the end, the old man set his eyes on Zhang Feng's body.

"Half true and half false. ”

The reason why Zhang Feng said this was because he didn't know if the picture-in-picture was deliberately designed by the old man to test the students, and he didn't want to go too far, so he thought about it for a long time and came up with this idea that even he thought was a little unlikely.

"Half true and half false?" Sure enough, this sentence set off an uproar, and even the old man's brows furrowed.

Zhang Feng scratched his head, but still firmly agreed, this picture-in-picture itself is half true and half fake, the surface is fake, and the inside is true.

"Cut, it's the first time I've heard of antiques called half-truths, in that case, it's called defective products, I don't even understand the terminology, and I came to sign up for the Department of Archaeology, it's really a bun!"

"That's it, I thought that the group with us would be some kind of powerful person, and I was such a layman for a long time, I really embarrassed ourselves, I looked down on him, something!"

One after another, the voices of discussion came out, and the eyes of the four people next to him who looked at Zhang Feng were full of disdain, as if Zhang Feng was like a plague, and he was not qualified to stand here at all.

Zhang Feng didn't say anything, stood aside and looked at the painting seriously: "This painting is originally a half-truth, not a defective product, but a real half-truth." ”

The old man's brows furrowed tightly, and he looked at Zhang Feng and also showed some displeasure: "Classmate, you can't talk nonsense, in the treasure appraisal line, there is nothing called half-truth, true is true, fake is false, otherwise how should this price be defined?"

Zhang Feng didn't know what to say, and looked at the old man up and down, trying to determine whether the old man was deliberately clichéd, or if he really didn't know the mystery in this painting.

"Why are you staring at me like this? What I said is just the truth, there is nothing wrong with it, you tell me exactly now, whether it is true or false, if you can't say it, then don't blame me for saying that you didn't pass!" The old man's face was even more displeased, this kind of student who wanted to abuse the number, he had seen a lot, and he hated it the most.

"Teacher, what are you polite about, just cancel his qualifications, we all feel ashamed of such people and our group!"

"It's just, something, it seems to pretend that he knows everything, but in fact, it's nothing, and it's ridiculous to pretend to be a big clove of garlic here!"

The words of the four people on the side were even more intense, and they were even more sarcastic at Zhang Feng's words.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Zhang Feng didn't have time to speak, but Ma Qiang came over first, and even Yue Wuxin followed.

"Master, is something happening? A few of them have bullied you? You tell me, I'll fix them now!" Ma Qiang arrogantly pointed at the three boys next to him, but he didn't point to the girl.

Ma Qiang spoke, and the subordinates behind him naturally ignored it, and immediately surrounded the three boys, so frightened that the three students almost knelt on the ground, staring at the people around them in a panic, and their faces were only numb.

"Ma Qiang, you don't want to do whatever you want just because you are the young master of the Ma family, it's an exam now, not a fight, hurry up and let your people go, otherwise be careful I will disqualify you from passing!"

An old man next to him also walked over, stretched out his hand and grabbed Ma Qiang, although his words were very tough, but he was obviously not confident enough, and he was obviously quite afraid of the Ma family.

Ma Qiang didn't look at the old man, but pointed at the three students: "You three give me care, this is my master, if you dare to talk nonsense, be careful that I kill the three of you, do you know?"

"Ma Qiang!" Zhang Feng frowned and scolded Ma Qiang, he was bullied in college before, although he was tall and big, but every time he had to fight, he was either injured or hospitalized, so he was very sympathetic to these vulnerable groups.

Ma Qiang shrank his neck, Zhang Feng's words were absolutely good, and he immediately let his subordinates come back, retreated to the side and didn't speak, but those eyes were still staring at the three students viciously.

"Hmph, bullying people, thinking that if you know the young master of the Ma family, you can talk nonsense here? What kind of ability is this? If you have the ability, you can talk about it, why do you say this is a half-truth? You can't say it, you still have to be disqualified, this is a school, not a place for you to play hooligans. ”

The only female classmate stood up, stared at Zhang Feng quite unconvinced, and stiffened her chest.

"Hey, I went, didn't I have a ...... just now"

"Ma Qiang, you are still here, if you are like this, be careful of my ......"

"Don't, Master, I'm wrong, you come, you come, I'll just stop talking!" Ma Qiang hurriedly interrupted Zhang Feng, took two steps back, and reached out to cover his mouth.

Zhang Feng turned to look at the female classmate: "What I said is really the truth, this painting is really half-true and half-fake, I don't know if this is deliberately made by the teacher." ”

"What is this called!" The old man, who had not had a seizure on the side, instantly let out a low sigh, stepped forward, and reached out to grab the painting on the table: "This painting is an exam question taken out by the school, what can I do with it? You say this, do you want to say that I am biased against the other four classmates?"

Zhang Feng also knew that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Teacher, don't be angry, I'm just telling the truth, since this painting is not your handiwork, then I'll start talking." ”

"Hmph, I'll tell you the truth, this painting is a fake painting, there is no need to verify it at all, today ** said that this is a half-truth, it is already unqualified, just now I thought that you may be nervous, give you a chance, but you are talking such nonsense, in this case, I don't have to give you a chance, you can go back now!"

After speaking, the old man took out his notebook and wanted to draw on it.

Zhang Feng was not in a hurry, strode to the front of the painting, and pointed to the painting on the table: "This painting is indeed fake, but in this painting, there is still a real one!"

"Is there any real thing in this painting? Is your brain watered? Or is your brain inflamed? Can the painting be real or fake? Do you think you're playing with an inflatable doll?"

"Hmph, I think you're just arguing with words now, don't you want to admit defeat? No, it's not okay, you have to stand up if you are beaten!"

Several male classmates next to him stared at Zhang Feng with contempt, as if Ma Qiang's threat just now had been forgotten, which may also be the unique character of archaeology students.

Zhang Feng was not angry, he reached out and grabbed the scroll, pressed it directly on the scroll, and with both hands, he really pulled out the scroll, revealing a slightly smaller scroll inside.

"Picture-in-picture!"

The old man was the first to react, looking at the painting in Zhang Feng's hand in surprise, but he didn't react for a while.

Zhang Feng stretched out his hand to open the picture-in-picture, which was painted with a hideous ghost with a blue face and fangs, which looked very expressive and terrifying.

"It's the work of the painting saint!" the old man was even more surprised, stretched out his hand and carefully took the scroll, and looked up and down carefully, the wrinkles on the old man's face trembled continuously.

Zhang Feng didn't know who the painting saint was, but looking at the old man's expression, he could basically know the precious value of this painting.

"That's what I'm talking about, this painting should be the Tang Dynasty, but because it's hidden in it, it's easy not to be discovered, and the painting outside is undoubtedly a fake painting, but these two paintings are a whole, if it's simply a fake painting, it's a little too much. ”

"That's right, that's right, the paintings of the Tang Dynasty painters, Wu Daozi's paintings are definitely the most difficult to see, but I didn't expect it to be hidden in this fake painting, how did you find out?" The old man raised his head and stared at Zhang Feng in surprise, without the anger just now.

The four students next to him were already dumbfounded, looking at the cyan painting, their hair tingling.

Zhang Feng scratched his head: "I'm just a fluke, I always feel like it's a picture-in-picture, if it's just to use such a fake painting to examine us, it should damage the prestige of North China University, after all, this is something that ordinary people can tell whether it's true or fake." ”

The four students next to him turned red, and even the old man's face was full of embarrassment, and the meaning of Zhang Feng's words was obviously to say that they had no brains.

But now this painting is like a mountain of ironclad evidence, and it is placed here, even if Zhang Feng says this, the five old men are not qualified to say other words.

"No, what we're talking about is this painting, what does it have to do with the picture-in-picture inside, you didn't say it was fake, you just lost, teacher, you should disqualify him!"

The boy next to him was not happy, so he stepped forward and began to argue strongly.

"This ......" The old man was a little embarrassed, although Zhang Feng's words just now stimulated him, but facts speak louder than words, and now Zhang Feng found it is indeed a genuine product.

"What? Your eyes are useless, and you still want to prove that your mouth is okay? If you have the ability, why didn't you find this painting?" Zhang Feng's face turned gloomy, and he turned around and fought back unceremoniously.