Fang Yi smiled and asked, "Do you know whose work this is?" ”。

"Our family has always called his author Mike, and because it's the same as my name, I kept it! Anyway, it's not worth much, and they appraised that it could only be sold as an ancient painting, saying that the reserve price was almost more than 2,000 yuan. I see that you like it and also learn to draw, so I'll give it to you! Martin said.

Fang Yi couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, raised his head and looked at Martin, looking at his face with a serious face, as if he really wanted to give this work to himself like this.

Now Fang Yi is afraid that he can get this work back to his home as long as he pays more than 2,000 US dollars. As long as Fang Yi is willing!

After such a chat, where does Fang Yi still have the heart to think about hacking people's paintings, but Lao Tzu has participated in China's anti-Japanese resistance, maybe he is still a member of the Flying Tigers, he can't hack this work from his conscience, if it is dark, he is afraid that it will be difficult to sleep peacefully. To be exact, Martin's Lao Tzu blocked Fang Yi's little black hand for Old Martin!

From a certain point of view, the work on the table is so close to Fang Yi, and it is indeed so far, the near is within reach, and the distance is psychological, and it is a little unbearable for American friends to do black hands.

"This is not the Mike you said" Fang Yi pointed to the signature on the work and said: "This is Michelangelo, not the nameless Mike you think!" ”。 Although the signature on it looks like Mike in English, this is really not what Martin thinks is Mike's name, and the difference is 108,000 miles.

After thinking for more than ten seconds, Fang Yi looked at the things in his hand and looked at Martin and whispered.

"What did you say?" Martin looked at Fang Yi and said loudly. Michelangelo's name surprised Martin. The voice of the speaker couldn't help but be amplified several times, causing the people at several tables sitting in the café to turn their heads to look at Fang Yi and Martin.

Martin apologized to the people around him repeatedly, and couldn't stop saying sorry several times.

After finishing speaking, he said to Fang Yi with a wry smile on his face: "Young man." Do you really know how to draw? Did you know that almost all of Michelangelo's paintings are in museums? ”。

Martin didn't believe that the painting of Mike in his hand could be Michelangelo's, what kind of person was this, and how could he have his work in his hands.

If the people in the auction house said that Martin could still believe it, but now he is talking about a Chinese sitting in front of him, and he is still so young. This is not something that the Chinese say alone behind closed doors, and this sentence is universally applicable in the world.

Fang Yi looked at Martin with a look of disbelief on his face. He smiled at the old man and said, "If you don't believe it, you can ask the Italian museum!" ”。 Fang Yi thought about it for a while and told Martin the name of the museum and Tony, originally Fang Yi wanted to say that the last of the three auction houses was Phipps. However, I think that the eldest and second child have made mistakes in a row, and the third child is estimated to be a little dangerous.

Even hearing Fang Yi say this, Martin didn't believe it in his heart, looked at Fang Yi twice, and asked, "What museum, what is the name?" There is no phone! ”。 At this time, Martin's heart was a little vigilant. I'm afraid that the Chinese guy sitting in front of me is a liar.

Fang Yi directly took a napkin. wrote down the full name of the museum and Tony, and pushed it in front of Martin after writing: "I don't have a phone or anything, but you should be able to find it!" ”。 Fang Yi only had Tony's personal phone in his hand, and it was not appropriate to give this phone number to Martin, so let him call and ask himself.

Now that he couldn't pick it up, and the cup of coffee was almost finished, Fang Yi stood up directly: "Thank you for your coffee!" ”。 I don't want to mention the matter of paying my own bills, and I can make generations of coffee drink to their heart's content. After shaking Martin's hand, he turned and left the café.

looked at Fang Yi's back. Martin looked confused, and thought for a minute before taking his own drawing. Then put the coffee money and tips on the table.

Martin drove back to his home, a two-story wooden building in an ordinary American neighborhood, with the painting. Now only Mr. and Mrs. Martin live, and the children have all moved out to start their own families.

Stopping the car in the garage, Martin had just entered the living room with the painting when he heard his wife look at him and ask, "How is it?" ”。

"The person who sold the auction said that it was an ancient painting, that is, a matter of one or two thousand dollars" Martin first said the result of the auction to his wife, and then mentioned Fang Yi: "But when I came out of the auction house, I met a young Chinese who said that this work was Michelangelo's!" ”。

"Young people? And Chinese? My wife was also confused when she heard this, and judging from the expression on her face, it was the same as Martin's reaction: I don't believe it! How can Chinese know more about oil painting than auction houses?

"The young man gave me the name of an Italian museum and told me to find its director," Martin said to his wife.

"Let's ask Jamie first," the wife gave Martin an idea. Jamie, the youngest son of the two, is now working in New York, unlike the other children who are far away.

Let's ask, Martin put the painting on the table and started calling his son. After a few calls, Martin put down the phone and said to his wife, who was busy working on the dining table, "Jamie said let's go check the number of the museum and dial it to give it a try!" ”。

As he spoke, Martin began to dial up the phone number, then dialed the phone number of the museum where Tony was hosting, said Tony's name to someone, and the call went directly to Tony's office.

"Hello, I'm Tony, do you have anything to do with me?" Tony is now looking at the materials in his hand, not the materials of the paintings, but the materials of the guests who are preparing for the fundraiser in the museum, so he hopes that the call will end soon.

Martin also introduced this matter and said: "A young Chinese man said that the work in my hand is the work of Michelangelo, and gave me your Bott Pavilion and your name!" ”。

"Chinese?!" Tony looked at the information and didn't turn his mind for a moment: "Can he be sure it's Michelangelo's work?" ”。

Tony at his desk couldn't help but think of the news that had just happened: there was an Italian family that had just appeared in the original Raphael. You just gave me Michelangelo? And even the story is similar, both families are hanging in their own living rooms, which is too much of a coincidence. Is it possible!

It is strange to say that in recent years, it is like this, some of the lost works of art have emerged, and the Raphael woodblock paintings found in Italy have been determined to be authentic, and now it is necessary to distinguish which paintings were painted by Raphael and which were painted by assistants. I don't know if it's because the technical techniques of identification have improved or what, but the past few years seem to be the time when the master's works are on the rise!

In the heart. Tony didn't slander Old Man Martin yet: Can you start thinking about making a fortune without reading a report! Yes and even if you say that you make it up a little better, you also hang the living room in the living room, why can't you change it to the bathroom!

Thought of this. His mind flashed suddenly, and he immediately put down the information in his hand and asked Martin on the other end, "Wait! You say Chinese? ”。

"Yes! A young Chinese, I can't see the exact age, but it is also in his twenties. Anyway, he looks very young! ......" Martin said Fang Yi's appearance.

"What's your name!" Listen to Martin on the other end of the phone. Tony's heart was excited, thinking that what Martin said was Fang Yi nine times out of ten, and asked Martin directly. Unconsciously, the voice trembled a little, if it was really Fang Yi, then this work could almost be concluded to be from Michelangelo's hand.

"He said his name was Yi? Square! ”。

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Tony immediately became happy when he heard this, and asked the phone about the painting in Martin's hand.

Martin couldn't help but think in his heart when he heard this: I said that the Chinese and you didn't ask below! This is not to blame Martin's family, although Fang Yi is very famous now, but this world is even if you are famous again. There are also people who don't know you.

For example, there are some people who can't understand a cold humor: Baizhi, let's go, my true love is Han Hong.

Listening to Martin talk about the work in his hand. Tony began to grow grass in his heart, Michelangelo's unaudited work, what a temptation for this person who works in art.

After thinking about it for less than a minute, Tony asked Martin for his address: "I'll go to New York about tomorrow afternoon, and I'll contact you when I get to New York!" ”。

The two confirmed the time to meet, and Tony hung up the phone. The phone hung up Tony's mind where else could he focus on the guest list, and after going around his desk, he dialed Fang Yi's phone.

"Hey! Square! I'm Tony! After saying hello, Tony asked Fang Yi.

"That's right! I told Martin to find you! Fang Yi nodded and admitted the matter.

"I'll be in New York tomorrow!" Tony almost no longer had any doubts in his mind when he heard this, and immediately said.

"That's fine! Let's have a good chat then! I'm in New York with two friends right now," Fang Yi told Tony about the hotel he was staying in, and asked him to come to this hotel as soon as he arrived in New York.

Fang Yi put down the phone here, and said to the two friends who had been shopping for most of the day: "Look! It's a good job to pick up leaks, but I didn't do it! You said that this old Martin has nothing to do, why do you mention that your old son was a Chinese anti-Japanese volunteer! I'm embarrassed to do it! ”。

"Hmmm! It's time to take this Martin out and beat him up, and make him talk fast! Zhang Xu looked at Fang Yi and said jokingly.

Li Lin asked Fang Yi about painting: "Aren't Michelangelo's paintings particularly good, why doesn't Martin recognize the works of great masters?" I haven't seen the original yet! ”。

Fang Yi smiled when he heard this: "You can't recognize it even if you look at it!" ”。

Not to mention that the colors have changed over the years, and the previous works were painted on wooden panels, and the pigments are also the oil used now, but eggs and the like, so it is called tempera, and the domestic translation is generally Tembera, or Dambera or the like.

After so many years, the color has changed or oxidized a little, and even if the authentic work of Lao Mi does not have a certain ability to appreciate it, it is too normal for this kind of thing to be able to distinguish after darkening the color. (To be continued......)