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All the people who participated in this exhibition, whether they were taking pictures or talking, were communicating in a whispering way, and even their steps were extremely gentle, for fear of affecting the atmosphere of the entire exhibition hall.

However, the little girl did not have so many worries, and her voice was the same as usual.

In fact, it was not too big, but because the exhibition hall was so quiet, you could even hear the squeaking of electricity behind the large screen, and the little girl's words were like a thunderbolt, making everyone in the exhibition hall turn their heads to look at her.

The middle-aged woman felt that she and her daughter had become the focus of everyone's attention, and she seemed a little flustered, and hurriedly said in a very low voice: "Baby, don't talk, I taught you this at home, that's the payment and the ...... of the words"

The little girl frowned and shook her head vigorously, and said, "I don't mean that, I know that, I mean, there are two very small lines of words under the ear base of that portrait. Moreover, it is a Chinese character, which is a Chinese character. ”

The sound is still loud.

The middle-aged woman was even more flustered, and she said eagerly: "Baby, don't talk nonsense, I told you at home, this is a painting by Master Yan Liben, how can there be any handwriting at the root of the ear?"

"But really, Mom, can't you see it? There are so many people here, can't you see it?" The girl's voice became clearer and clearer, and at the same time unusually determined, with deep doubts. This doubt is for these adults who participated in the exhibition.

A staff member had already walked over quickly, and he whispered to the middle-aged woman, "Madam, if you can't take care of your child, I'm sorry, I can only ask you to leave." ”

The middle-aged woman glared at her daughter and whispered, "Anyway, don't talk anymore, otherwise you won't be able to see this painting, you know?

The little girl pursed her lips and seemed very unhappy, but she slowly lowered her head.

Everyone thought that the little girl had given up, but unexpectedly, the next moment, the little girl raised her head again, her eyes lit up and said, "Then let's not look at it, there are really two lines of Chinese characters near the root of the ear of the portrait." It's just so small that I can't quite see what is written. In the paintings of Master Yan Liben, there will never be such Chinese characters, we must be looking at a fake. Mom, let's go back......"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the little girl's words completely made the exhibition hall a mess.

Genichi Miyamoto was not in the exhibition hall at the moment, he was in the security room, keeping a close eye on the silent sirens, and monitoring all the movements on the scene with the security director in case there were any accidents.

However, the old men who helped Miyamoto Genichi to appraise this painting, including Tanaka and Watanabe, had already announced to the media that they had participated in the appraisal of this painting before the exhibition, and it was confirmed that it was Yan Liben's authentic work. The little girl's words were simply a humiliation to them.

Could it be that so many master-level experts can't compare to a child's eyesight?

Watanabe couldn't hold his breath the most, and walked up directly to the security guard, and said to the security officer, "Please ask this lady and her daughter to leave, it's just nonsense." ”

Tanaka also echoed: "Today's exhibition is a grand event in China's cultural circles, how can such a wanton troublemaker be allowed to stay here?"

Several other old men also spoke one after another, and for a while, the crowd was excited.

Seeing this, the security personnel had to whisper to the middle-aged woman, "Sorry, lady......" and made a gesture asking her to leave.

The middle-aged woman was in a hurry, glared at her daughter again, and the little girl cried out, she waved her hands and said: "What I said is true, those words are very small, you know, Mom, my eyesight is very good, I can see the fine dust that you usually can't see." ”

Another security guard stepped forward, and the two grabbed the middle-aged woman and tried to pull her out of the exhibition hall directly.

The middle-aged woman was a little unhappy, she looked at her daughter distressedly, and said coldly to the two security guards: "We will leave by ourselves, no need for you to invite." However, my daughter's eyesight is much better than normal, and perhaps, she is telling the truth. I suggest that you use a high-powered magnifying glass to carefully examine the ear base of the portrait. With that, she hugged the little girl and quickly left the exhibition hall.

The mother and son left, but the exhibition hall was no longer as calm as it was just now, and many people began to talk in whispers, and Miyamoto Kenichi naturally knew about it, and immediately left the security room and hurried back to the exhibition hall.

In any case, even if it was just a child's nonsense, it had already left a question in the minds of those who participated in the exhibition, in order to prove that the painting was absolutely authentic, and to prove that the little girl was just talking nonsense, Miyamoto Genichi asked people to get a high-powered magnifying glass, and walked to the booth in person, ready to take a peek.

At this time, a reporter in the crowd said, "Mr. Miyamoto, I have no intention of questioning any of you, but since some people have questioned it, I thought it would be better to shoot the ear root of this portrait with a high-powered camera and put it on the big screen for everyone to check together." ”

Genichi Miyamoto had just bent down, and before he could verify it, when he heard this, he straightened up, slowly turned his head, and glanced at the reporter.

"I'm sorry, but I just wanted to prove it for Mr. Miyamoto. The camera I brought with me happened to have a high-magnification camera function, which can be magnified up to 64 times. ”

When Gen Miyamoto saw that the guests in the exhibition hall were all talking, and he didn't believe that a fake could hide from the eyes of himself and so many experts, he nodded arrogantly and said, "That's fine." The lady just now, she only had an invitation card, and I didn't think I should disappoint a little child, so I let them in together. Unexpectedly, this is a person who came to deliberately make trouble. Please, borrow your camera. ”

After that, Genichi Miyamoto stepped aside and whispered a few words to the security director who came in a hurry, and the security director immediately ordered all the security personnel to surround the entire booth and control all the people outside the encirclement.

Then, the security director personally opened the bulletproof glass cover, and someone had already connected the reporter's camera to the big screen in the exhibition hall.

On the large screen in the exhibition hall, real-time images taken with 64x magnification photography also appeared.

For a moment, the entire exhibition hall was completely silent, so quiet that even the rustle of the camera inside could be heard.

Because, on the big screen, Wang Youjun appeared a little below the root of the ear, and there were really two lines of words hidden in the brushstrokes that seemed to be the outline of the face.

And, as the little girl said, it was two lines of Chinese characters.

Even if it is written in simplified Chinese, it is very different from the ancient Chinese characters in Japanese kanji, but these two lines of characters can be easily recognized even by Japanese people.

One world, one dream, this is the propaganda slogan of the 2008 Chinese Imperial Capital Olympic Games, and during the time of the Olympic Games that year, the Japanese saw these two lines of slogans.

If it was another text, it might have been left by Yan Liben himself, but such two lines of words......

Genichi Miyamoto's brain was suddenly congested and he fell backwards......