Thank you to the two brothers of the Lingwu brothers and the Centennial Reincarnation Brothers, thank you for your hard work! ――

"You're competing in room 305 on the third floor."

The host prompted Han Chong and Kim Min-chul to go upstairs.

The two gave each other a look, and then Han Chong and Kim Min-cheol entered room 305 together, and this time the room was even more lively, not only the judges, because the semi-finals were gradually advancing, the treasure appraisal meeting had allowed the media to enter the treasure appraisal meeting, and the treasure appraisal meeting was broadcast live on the spot.

It is not the Cultural Relics Bureau that has intervened in this matter and plans to create a treasure appreciation column in the later stage, so media publicity is indispensable.

It was difficult to calm down, and when he came up and was photographed by a few fluorescents, Han Chong was really unaccustomed to it, and even more, Han Chong found that Tu Yuwei was in the few small audiences.

That's right, the rematch is not strictly forbidden to prohibit spectators from watching the game, so under Tu Yuwei's strong request, the staff still let her in.

I can't tell what the situation is, on the one hand, Han Chong hopes that Tu Yuwei will see his game, but on the other hand, Han Chong doesn't want Tu Yuwei to appear here. The current Kim Min-chul is deeply hidden, low-key and introverted, it is such a person who is more capable of fighting, can he resist it?

For the first time, Han Chong felt that he was threatened, and he had promised Tu Yuwei that he would definitely win the game and not disappoint her.

But why, why did he care so much about Tu Yuwei's thoughts, Han Chong felt a little strange.

"Hello you two."

There was also an old man speaking on the judges' seat, his temples were white, there were many furrows on his face, he had gone through vicissitudes, he had a sense of heaviness, and there was a rare purity in his eyes, and he had a strong artistic atmosphere.

"Kim Min-chul, right?"

Kim Min-chul nodded.

"I see that your nationality says Korean, and you are Korean?"

"That's right." Kim Min-chul's accent doesn't have the flavor of Korean speech, and he can speak Chinese.

"Why do Koreans participate in our Chinese treasure appreciation competition?"

"Teacher, your competition did not say that Koreans cannot participate in this competition, I studied in China at the age of 20, and began to study Chinese culture, learn Chinese characters, language, history, in the study of history I discovered the mystery of antiques, I found that I have fallen in love with antiques and collecting."

"Today I am 32 years old, I feel that I have learned Chinese culture, and I want to prove in this competition that if I can win the championship, then I will return to China and serve my country. I will take the dross of Chinese culture and take the essence to my motherland. ”

Kim Min-chul doesn't seem to talk much, but when it comes to his country, there is a fierce sense of national pride. This sense of pride was happy for him, but Han Chong found that several people on the judges' table had a little heavy on their faces.

Yes, it is true that this competition does not prohibit foreigners from participating, so it may be that some foreign-funded enterprises in China have recommended foreigners to participate in the competition.

It's nothing, but if a foreigner wins the championship in China's treasure appreciation competition, what a shameful thing it is for the Chinese people. It is impossible for the Cultural Relics Bureau and the Cultural Association to want such an outcome.

However, this Korean has not been eliminated after two rounds, which shows that he really has good strength in appreciation.

"I'm okay with coming to the race, right?"

Kim Min-chul asked again with confirmation.

"No problem." The old man on the judges' bench was obviously a little unnatural, and his gaze was transmitted to Han Chong in the next second, which immediately made Han Chong feel a sudden sinking on his shoulders.

An order called fighting for the honor of the country came from the old man's gaze, and Han Chong then found that even the scarce audience was looking at him in amazement, and the gaze of anticipation of victory was strong and deep.

"Han Chong, right?"

"Yes."

This time, the judges changed again, so Han Chong didn't know them.

The white-haired old man Yan said, "Are you ready?" ”

"Ready."

"Then it's time to start playing?"

"No problem."

After Han Chong nodded, the old man announced the start, and at this time, the staff took out the treasures that the two of them wanted to taste.

This is a calligraphy and painting work, and at a glance of the two of them, it is clearly visible that it is "Lisao Sutra".

As we all know, Lisao is the work of Master Qu Yuan, Qu Yuan is a native of Chu during the Warring States Period, he is the founder and representative author of Chu Ci, and Lisao is precisely one of the representative works of Chu Ci.

At present, there are more than a dozen volumes of this small Kai Lisao Sutra, the rice paper is not large, and it is spread on the table, and each one can be clearly seen. On the scroll, there is a seal of Wen Zhengming, which tells the two that this Qu Yuan's "Lisao Jing" is the work of Wen Zhengming in the Ming Dynasty.

"At the moment, these rolls of paper on the table need you to judge, who is the original author of his lyrics? Who wrote this work, the characteristics of this work, the age, and so on. The second round of this semi-final has changed from the previous rules of the competition, that is, the two of them will compete at the same time, each person will say a little, and whoever says more information and is accurate will win. Of course, you have three minutes to look at these works first. Do you understand? ”

"Understood."

The two of them only felt that the fluorescence was already crackling and flashing on their bodies, and then both of them quickly approached the calligraphy and painting. Racing against time, both of them were appreciating these dozen calligraphy and paintings.

On the table, there are twelve rolls, that is, twelve sheets of paper, and if you look at only one sheet of paper for three minutes, it is admittedly enough. But twelve is indeed a bit difficult.

Kim Min-chul's hand-eye coordination was quick, but after pausing for a few seconds on the paper, he moved on to the next one. Han Chong looked at each painting at this time, and tried his best to restore this song in his mind. When he was in school, Han Chong recited this song. So at this moment, although he stayed on each piece of paper for a little more time, he did not affect the reading of the twelve calligraphy and paintings.

A minute passed, and Kim Min-chul was already meditating on something, but Han Chong was still carefully appreciating each painting.

In the current scene, not only the audience is nervous, but also the judges' seats are nervous, and even the cameras in the hands of the media are shaking.

Just imagine, a Chinese was defeated by a Korean, but the work is still the departure created by Master Qu Yuan, what effect will this be when it is passed out?

Qu Yuan is undoubtedly a native of Chu in ancient China, but because South Korea successfully applied for the Dragon Boat Festival in 2006, some people distorted Qu Yuan and placed Qu Yuan in the ranks of Koreans.

Of course, everyone knows that this is a manifestation of Koreans' self-deception, but if a work by Master Qu Yuan, Han Chong can't say one, two, three, but Kim Min-chul talks endlessly, which is justified and well-founded. Where does the face of the people of that country go? Isn't Qu Yuan's belonging another bloody storm?

Now that it is broadcast live, the professional ethics of the media are destined to be impossible to cut off the broadcast, they will only continue to hype up the news, so it can only be Han Chong.

"Han Chong..."

Tu Yuwei clasped her hands together and held them in front of her chest, already praying!

She is undoubtedly the one who wants Han Chong to win the most.

Another minute passed, and a faint smile rolled up on Kim Min-chul's face. From his smile, everyone knew that Jin Minzhe had finished appreciating it, but Han Chong was still stopping at a calligraphy and painting.

On this roll of paper, Han Chong's stay was not because of anything else, but because he found a phenomenon that was different from the previous eleven.

The chief judge constantly looked at the time, and this kind of nervousness in other people's competitions, he simply did not have.

Watching the seconds hand tick tock, five seconds after the last three minutes, he had to speak.

"Alright, you two now give your opinion on this painting, who will come first?"

"I'll come first." Jin Minzhe took the lead, pointed to the words on the table, and said, "The original author of these calligraphy and paintings was made by Master Qu Yuan, and in your Chinese history, he was a native of Chu during the Warring States Period. ”

Kim Min-chul's first sentence felt cold and murderous, what does this mean in your Chinese history, it is undoubtedly not the case in the history of other countries. This kid knows the art and skill of speaking, and he doesn't say that Qu Yuan is Korean, because then he will undoubtedly lose in judgment. Kim Min-chul's wise Han Chong realizes that this is really a difficult master to deal with.

"Mr. Jin Minzhe's judgment is basically correct, Qu Yuan is a native of the Chu State in ancient China, a great politician and patriotic poet. And this one is the divorce in his masterpiece of Chu Ci. There are a total of 373 sentences, in which the twists and turns describe the poet's life, thoughts and circumstances, so some people regard it as a visual record of Qu Yuan's life process, calling it Qu Yuan's autobiography. In the previous part, it can be clearly understood that Qu Yuan is Chinese. ”

In the first round of the contest, the two were already tense, and Han Chong's last sentence was completely a warning to Kim Min-cheol. And the people who were afraid that Han Chong was not as young as this thirty-year-old Jin Minzhe just now, seeing Han Chong so sharp, it soothed their nerves.

"Haha." Kim Min-chul smiled and pushed his hand. "But at present, this painting is not written by Master Qu Yuan, but is very famous in the Ming Dynasty in China, and the four great talents of Jiangnan, and Tang Bohu, Xu Zhenqing, and Zhu Zhishan, are also known as Wen Zhengming."

"Indeed, there is Wen Zhengming's seal on this calligraphy painting, and it is not difficult for anyone to see it." Han Chong smiled, "And, Wen Zhengming is also one of the founders of the Wumen School of painting, and Shen Zhou, Tang Bohu, Qiu Ying together known as the "Wumen Four Families", now this work is his Xiaokai book, Wen Zhengming in the history of calligraphy is known for being good at all bodies, especially good at calligraphy and Xiaokai, this Xiaokai strokes are tactful, the rhythm is slow, the law is strict and vivid, it can really be described as "absolute" "fine" and "work". ”

Han Chong went to the next city, but Kim Min-cheol smiled and did not lag behind. "What a stunner. It seems that you and I have the same judgment on this calligraphy and painting work, and now we explain that it was made by Wen Zhengming in the Ming Dynasty. Why don't you just turn back and talk about Qu Yuan? ”R1152