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When they came to the square, Zhao Wenyou and the judges walked straight towards a large glass house placed on the square, and everyone followed one after another, and watched around for a long time, but they didn't understand what this was for.

Liu Quanzheng, who was beside Han Chong, said with a smile: "Didn't you say that you came to see the paintings, how did you bring us to this place." "yes, this glass house looks interesting, what is it for?"

"Look at the fan and shower head here, it looks like a bathroom. Could it be that the organizing committee thinks that everyone is working hard, so they specially built a bathroom for everyone to wash? ”

Immediately someone denied it. "No, I guess this baby is very powerful, I'm afraid that everyone will sweat through their clothes by then, and everyone will wash and take it when they go back."

"But we didn't bring an extra set of clothes." Then someone shouted again.

In the midst of the discussion, Director Zhao coughed a few times, he raised his arms and exhaled, and the noisy voice gradually quieted down.

"Guys, so I invited you to the square, not to bathe everyone, not to wash clothes."

"What's that for?"

"It's just for everyone to enjoy the paintings. Taking advantage of the bright sunshine, I want you to take a look at yesterday's painting with me again. ”

Zhao Wenyou had already prepared, and between the words, he had already unfolded the painting that he took out of the porcelain vase yesterday.

Under the sun, today's painting is much clearer, including the expression of not being drunk and not returning to Siyou's face, and the slightly reluctant expression has emerged.

With the demeanor flowing to the wine glass in his hand. It was nothing, but Han Chong made a surprising discovery at this moment.

Ordinary wine glasses are nothing, but there are some patterns on them. That's just it.

But on the contrary, these four wine glasses are carved on the top. One is the moon season, one is the autumn chrysanthemum, one is the plum, and the other is the lotus.

Four Seasons Moonshine Cup?

No way.

The story of the Four Seasons Moonlight Cup seems to have been arranged in the dark, if Ning Lao associates Hanjiang Farewell Friends with the Yueji Cup, it is a bit rigid and incomprehensible.

But this picture of four friends drinking, these four wine glasses are like the epitome of the four seasons moonlight glass. It is enough to show that these four paintings are inextricably linked to the four cups.

Still frightened, Director Zhao Wenyou's hand flipped over, and then the wind began to come out of the bathroom.

"The wind rises."

Zhao Wenyou roared angrily, and the thick voice broke through, and when the wind hit, it was even more flavorful of martial arts novels.

The wind blew people's eyes a little confused, and just when many people rubbed their eyes and couldn't understand what Zhao Wenyou was doing, the antique dealers behind shouted.

"Yikes. Ah, the painting seems to have moved. ”

"The sleeves of the man's shirt were lifted up again, and the hem of his clothes moved. Tree. The trees are shaking, and the water in the cold river is also floating, floating. ”

When the people behind shouted out, the Tibetan friends in front rubbed their eyes and looked at them in a daze, and sure enough, on the picture, people were moving, and the trees were moving. The river is moving, and the distant mountains are as stable as Thailand. In contrast, this is really not an illusion.

It's not an illusion, so what's it?

Why does a painting move?

"Han Chong, I think you should take out your third round treasure at this time."

didn't wait for Han Chong to agree. Zhao Wenyou directly made the decision. "The next work to show you is the work of Wen Zhengming's friend just now, that is, Tang Yin and Tang Bohu, and it is also the treasure that Han Chong will show in the third round."

"Tang Bohu? Han Chong's last Doubao work is Tang Yin's? ”

Everyone has heard the wind before, and some have not known, and they are all looking forward to Han Chong's paintings at this moment. After all, this kid is already a demon.

As for the moving painting just now, what else can I say, it will definitely kill Jiang Youfu's Yuan blue and white jar in seconds, and Fang Ding, a national first-class cultural relic, is not too much.

"This is a work of Tang Yin's last days, "Farewell to Friends in the Cold River", the wind stops."

Maybe it was because the wind was too strong, and Director Zhao's voice was a little floating, so he asked the staff to turn off the fan first.

When the wind calms down, the glass wall will completely isolate the painting from the people outside, so that the wind and rain will not affect the viewing outside.

Arrange this qiē, Zhao Wenyou said strictly. "This is Master Tang Yin's picture of farewell friends in the Hanjiang River, I will show it to you now, please take a good look at it, and be sure to remember the details of the picture."

In this way, smart people know it, but there is also some mystery in this painting. Although many people have boldly speculated.

But Hanjiang Farewell Friend, everyone can't imagine how peculiar it can be.

After all, this painting is in front of him, and he has seen hundreds of thousands of works, this Tang Yin's creation is a classic, but that's all.

"Han Chong, Director Zhao said to keep in mind the details of the picture? Don't...... Could it be that this painting will not be able to change? ”

As soon as Uncle Wei finished speaking, Han Chong didn't answer, but he heard a voice sound, "The wind rises again!" ”

With Zhao Wenyou's order, the staff activated the high-power electric fan in the glass house, which blew the previous painting first, and then the "Farewell Friends in the Cold River" was also blown away.

With the experience of the last time, the congregation stood next to the glass house, looking at the paintings that had been blown by the wind and clinging to the wall, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

Just now, the drinking picture of the four friends changed with the wind, is it possible that this Hanjiang farewell friend also has this statement.

As time passed, after the first painting showed the changes just now, the other painting on this side, that is, Tang Yin's work, the characters and landscapes on the painting seemed to be gradually changing with the wind!

"Holy! This painting is alive too! ”

An antique dealer in the front row called out, and more people who did not shout out their voices also pretended to be calm, and they had already determined in their hearts that yes, they were indeed alive.

The square suddenly became lively, and the people who couldn't see the good show in the back row before also leaned forward, and everyone was crowded, but it would not cause any chaos, after all, the square was very large, and more than a hundred people could still find an angle to appreciate.

Jiang Youfu and Tu Yimo, they are naturally still in the most visible position in the front row, which will make the faces of the two seniors change dramatically.

And Tu Yuwei, a little girl, will completely ignore her image, lying on the glass, staring at the gradient picture with big and bulging eyes, the expression on her face can't help but become distorted because of surprise, as if she has lost the beauty of her natural beauty.

Seeing that this was not good, Director Zhao Wenyou hurriedly organized everyone to divide into several teams, and each team took turns to watch, and even so, everyone was trying their best to appreciate it again and observe the painting.

Zhao Wenyou waited for everyone for more than ten minutes, the biggest change is the river, the calm river surface because of the wind, the river is flowing in waves, a leaf boat in the middle of the river, shaking and not knowing where to go.

And after the wind rose, Zhao Wenyou continued. "The second change, the rain is coming!"

The fan gradually stopped, and the sprinklers mounted on the three walls began to spray fine filaments of water outside, which was even more shocking, and I don't know what it was.

And two minutes later, the picture began to change again, on Tang Yin's paintings, fine rain slowly drifted in the sky, and those who were holding umbrellas nearby, the umbrellas in their hands gradually opened, Han Chong didn't notice the last time, when the umbrella was opened, it seems, it seems that there are flowers on the umbrella, Yueji? Lotus? No. What kind of flower is that, because there is very little rain, Han Chong still can't see it. But Han Chong had a feeling that the flowers on the umbrella seemed to be a hint as well.

"Hurry up, hurry up and keep changing."

Han Chong was shouting in his heart, he couldn't help but want to control the rain, he wanted to hit all the water in the spray on the painting, and then, see clearly that on the umbrella, is there also a Four Seasons Moonlight Cup? (To be continued) R655