Whether it is Henry, Roland or Mitchell, they don't know the special meaning of the letters S and B in Huaxia, but Brother Badou cares, if he puts on such a hat, how can he mix in the identification line in the future?

So he waved his hand angrily: "I'm busy being a model now, I don't have time, I don't have time-"

However, when Henry heard the oil painting, his eyes immediately lit up, and he said in blunt Chinese: "Eight beans - you don't have to be a model now - look at the painting together." ◎ Top Novel, www." After messing around with the fat man these days, his Chinese has improved a lot. This is mainly taught by the fat man: if you want to learn the art of the East, you must first learn the language of the East.

Although it is troublesome to paint oil paintings, it only needs models at the beginning, and after the finalization, it is mainly colored layer by layer, and it is the same with or without models. This is also what Brother Badou despises: Look at our masters of Chinese painting, which one doesn't have a furrow in his chest, brush a little bit, and outline the mountains, rivers and plants with a few strokes, how can you be so troublesome?

Actually, Brother Badou also has a little itchy hands, after all, his main job is also an appraiser, and he also wants to try whether Ziqi has any reaction to Western oil paintings.

So he snorted a few times in his nose and nodded his head in agreement. In this way, Mr. Roland introduced Michelle to his assistant and an appraiser.

In addition to the appraiser's arrogant face, Michelle still shook hands with the fat man very politely: "Mr. Gao Sheng, I have admired the name for a long time, I have delayed your precious time, and I will compensate for it according to the rules." ”

My fame has spread to France - the fat man is also a little surprised, in fact, the news of the discovery of a national treasure from a terracotta figurine has been overwhelming in the past few days. Not just in China and Japan. There are also many reports from countries around the world. Michelle paid attention. I know that this person is the person who wants to help him identify oil paintings, so his confidence has increased greatly, whether it is eyesight or luck, it is worth his trip, so he will come across the ocean, otherwise, do you think that people are full of food and panic, and run to your digestion and food?

As for the cost of appraisal and the like, the fat man really didn't care much. Anyway, being idle is also idle, so it should be regarded as doing real yàn. So he said to the interpreter with a big grin, "Tell them to take out the paintings—"

Of course, such valuable oil paintings cannot be carried with him, in fact, as soon as he got off the plane, Michel deposited those paintings in the safe of the Jinling branch of the Standard Chartered Bank. So, I have to work hard for the fat man to make a trip.

Trouble - Brother Badou muttered, and he cleaned up his things with Henry, and the remaining few people were idle, so they visited Henry's studio by the way. For the four works hanging on the wall, several people shook their heads. After all, they are all experts, and they still have some connoisseurship.

But. When Mr. Michelle turned to the unfinished portrait of the fat man that Henry had made, he stopped and looked at it carefully. So much so that Henry urged several times before the collector came back to his senses: "Henry, this is also your work?" ”

The long-haired artist nodded: "It's my cooperation with Yato, the painting is mine, and the words are his." ”

"Wonderful lines, Henry, if your work can be of this standard, it is definitely worth my collection!" Michel spoke highly of Henry's paintings, knowing that collectors like him must have at least outstanding figures of a certain school, and they must be their masterpieces.

To put it bluntly, oil painting is nothing more than two elements: line and color, and Henry has devoted himself to the study of Chinese painting in recent years, and his progress in line is very significant. It's just that I haven't been able to integrate it before, so I will make four different works. After being stimulated by the fat man, he finally suddenly opened up, like an epiphany, and completely opened up a new world. It is said that it was once heard, but in fact, it is still the result of accumulation, and if there is no previous accumulation, there will be no current breakthrough.

But the trigger for this qiē is the acquaintance with Brother Badou, which is also the reason why Henry is extremely fond of the fat man.

Everyone else came to admire the unfinished work, and even the discerning appraiser nodded his head in respect of Henry. Because the softness and naturalness expressed by those lines in the picture have definitely reached the level of the master. In time, as the style of painting matures, perhaps this Mr. Henry is also a figure who founded the sect.

"Mr. Henry, can I reserve this painting first?" Although appraisers are engaged in the appraisal industry, whether at home or abroad, appraisers have the habit of picking up leaks. is ready to take advantage of Henry's current fame and relatively low worth to hoard his paintings, and there must be a lot of room for appreciation.

"No, this painting is eight buckets, and no one deserves it!" Henry reverted to his original form, staring at a pair of blue eyes, as if whoever wanted this painting would be as desperate as someone else.

made the appraiser feel very depressed: those who engage in art are a group of crazy people, unreasonable, and I don't know what kind of ** soup this fat man poured him. These two big men soak in the room all day, they won't be-

It is said that peers are enemies, and this guy is even jealous of the fat man.

After a delay of more than an hour, the group left the studio. During this time, Mr. Mitchell also enthusiastically recommended several galleries to Henry. As for the painter, it is better to concentrate on painting, and as for the packaging of the work, publicity and auction, it is best to leave it to the gallery to operate. That would take away a portion of the profits, but it's a hassle-free experience, isn't it?

Henry also promised that he would consider it, and people like him are suitable for art but not for business, so signing a gallery is an inevitable choice. It's just that he has to wait until he has completed a few mature works before he can approach the gallery.

Soon came to the Jinling branch of Standard Chartered Bank, a big customer like Michelle, of course, was treated like a VIP, and Brother Badou also rubbed a cup of coffee, frowning while drinking: a smell of guano -

After the idlers were invited away, several carefully packed boxes were taken out of the safe. The fat man glanced at it, and his heart couldn't help but be happy: because he saw the familiar purple qi again, it seems that this thing is not divided between Chinese and foreign, as long as it is an antique, it will be displayed.

It is a pity that only one of the four paintings in the collection can see the purple qi, which is about a hundred years old judging from the depth of the purple qi. In this regard, it is summed up by the fat man on the basis of a large number of antiques, and the difference between the top and the bottom will not exceed ten years.

The rest is relatively simple, mainly to find out the faults of those fakes. Brother Badou didn't know much about foreign painters at all, so no matter how big the signature on the painting was, he pointed directly to the first painting and said: "The old man with a hat is a fake." ”

Identifying an oil painting is a complex process, from the materials used to the artistic style and historical data, and it can take a long time for even the top masters to identify a painting from hundreds of years ago.

And it can be said that there is no one like a fat man who gives an answer at a casual glance. Therefore, the appraiser who accompanied him was even more convinced that this guy was a swaggering and deceitful person, so he snorted twice in his nose: "This is a self-portrait of Rembrandt in his later years, and there is an appraisal certificate issued by an authoritative appraisal agency, and you actually say that it is a fake." If you want me to see, you are the real fake! ”

The main reason why the appraiser is so angry is that he is from that authoritative appraisal agency, and the fat man is equivalent to directly slapping someone in the face, can he not be annoyed?

But Mr. Michelle was beside him, not in a hurry, and looked at the fat man with interest. The reason why he put this painting in the first place was that he wanted to use this painting to test the level of Brother Badou. Because this Rembrandt's self-portrait is indeed a fake.

Don't look at this bald little old man smiling, he is actually very slippery, otherwise how can he become a big collector, he has long been deceived by others and become a poor egg.

I didn't expect this little fat man to be really powerful, and he judged the truth at a glance, I don't know if he was based on feelings, or if he had already found the truth. So, Mr. Michelle is looking forward to it.

"The secret is in the hair." The fat man drew a small circle with his hand in a certain position outside the frame, and when the appraiser heard this, he hurriedly leaned over with a magnifying glass, while Mr. Michelle almost couldn't help but applaud. Because of the area designated by Brother Badou, between the few strands of the character's hair, the letters S and B are cleverly hidden.

After searching for more than ten minutes, the appraiser finally found a flaw in the painting, and at this moment, he was already sweating profusely, and his expression was no longer arrogant: if this matter was announced to the public, it would have a very negative impact on the appraisal agency where he worked.

"The next one—" Brother Badou didn't want to waste time here.

Michelle stopped playing tricks and unpacked the remaining paintings and revealed them. Only to hear Henry exclaim: "Oh, Titian, my dear! Then I saw that his whole body was thrown into the painting, and it seemed that the whole person had fallen into the painting.

Brother Badou can't understand the artist's thoughts, but he knows Venus, and knows that the plump nude ~ female painting on the picture should be Venus. But Henry's imagination is too rich, he can smell other people's body fragrance, and the taste of paint is almost the same.

"Is this Titian? Vecellio's work, please appraise it. The translator gestured to Brother Badou.

It's a little lonely - Brother Badou scratched the back of his head, and then asked thoughtlessly: "When is this Titian?" ”

For a moment, there was no sound in the parlor except for Henry's estrus murmur. Michelle straightened the only remaining lock of hair on the top of his head, and looked at the fat man with a very complicated mood: actually asked someone who didn't even know Titian to identify the oil painting, am I crazy, or is he crazy?

The appraiser, who had been hit just now, finally returned to his yang, and he could now be sure that this fat man was purely blind just now, and now he finally showed his original form, so he shrugged his shoulders: "Mr. Michelle, I don't think it's necessary to go any further." (To be continued......) I527