Chapter 49: You're Pretending to Be (The Third Collect)

After Fang Mu entered the room, he never came out, so it can be said that he forgot to sleep and eat. At the urging of Song Yuying, Luo Ping also walked into the room that belonged to him after dinner.

Placing the broken painting on the table and flattening it, Luo Ping smiled.

"Compare with me to mend, isn't this looking for death!"

After repairing Wang Shishen's painting last time, the wealth in the red sandalwood chess pieces was not used up, and Luo Ping took it over early in the morning.

Carefully pasting the pieces with glue, Luo Ping took out the red sandalwood chess piece from his pocket and skillfully began to repair the painting.

After the first two repairs, he was now very familiar with the whole repair process, and there was no hesitation or delay in the whole process, from the beginning of pasting the fragments to the completion of the whole painting, it only took less than half an hour, compared to the five or six hours that Fang Mu said, it can be described as a god speed.

Outside the door, Song Yuying and the three of them were waiting outside. Qi Yun glanced at Liu Hongyue, who had a serious face, and said with a smile, "Hongyue, no matter who wins, it can only mean that his jishu is better, and it will be more certain for him to repair his father's painting, what are you nervous about?" ”

In fact, she was quite nervous in her heart, and she only hoped that Luo Ping could remember a little "friendship" with herself last night and help herself.

"Second sister-in-law, I'm not nervous about this, I'm worried that my father will know that his painting is torn. His body is so weak, if he gets excited again, it will be terrible. ”

Qi Yun sighed and stopped talking, but remembered the scene of that day in her mind.

If it weren't for the stupid fat woman who had to do something about breaking up, he wouldn't have competed with her for a momentary battle of will...... Maybe she's not stupid, but she's dug a hole for herself to jump into.

blames himself for being married for several years and not having children, in the eyes of his father-in-law with traditional thoughts, no matter how capable he is, he is just a woman, the daughter-in-law of his old Liu family, and he can't give him a grandson, and he will never be taken seriously.

Qi Yun is also a stomach full of grievances, but these words have never been told to anyone, even her husband has never said it, looking at an extremely strong and spicy woman, in fact, she will also wake up crying in the middle of the night, and then open her eyes until dawn.

"It's out."

Song Yuying exclaimed, interrupting Qi Yun's thoughts, and she watched Luo Ping walk out of the room with a smug face, her heart was extremely bitter.

The days to come will be even more sad.

Luo Ping looked at Song Yuying, who was delighted, and handed her the mending haode painting with a smile.

"It's already been patched, you see."

Song Yuying unfolded the scroll, and sure enough, there was no trace of repair, and the three women gathered together let out an exclamation together.

Luo Ping looked at the three beauties with pearl-like faces, and felt quite complacent.

"What's the matter, Master Fang hasn't come out yet, and he won't know who made up for it well until he comes out." Liu Hongyue couldn't see the villainous look on his face, and originally admired his jishu very much, but the words he said became extremely bitter, as if Fang Mu was the repair master she had invited, and Luo Ping was her opponent.

"He hasn't come out yet?" Luo Ping deliberately exclaimed loudly, "It's been more than four hours, isn't it still more than four hours before Master Fang comes out!" ”

"Bang!"

In the next room, Fang Mu walked out with a black face and said coldly, "You don't need to worry about it, you just need to wait for the money!" ”

After speaking, he handed the repaired haode scroll in his hand to Qi Yun, and said with a smile, "Mr. Qi, it's been a long time, but this is the most successful repair I've done in so many years." ”

After more than four hours, the slap prints on Fang Mu's face were still clearly visible, but Qi Yun no longer had any urge to laugh when he saw it now. She unfolded Fang Mu's scroll and glanced at it, rolled it up and put it away, and said with a smile, "Please wait a minute, we will take it to the expert for comment immediately." ”

Ten minutes later, when Luo Ping and Fang Mu returned to the conference room, in addition to Song Yuying and the three of them, there were three men inside.

They obviously all knew Fang Mu, and when they saw him, they all stood up and greeted him warmly, Fang Mu shook hands with them one by one, and said modestly, "Today you are teachers, I am a student, please don't waste the public for personal reasons, and keep fairness and justice when judging." ”

"Master Fang is so generous, then I'll talk about it first."

Sitting in the middle of the three people was a middle-aged man with long hair, named Du Wenfeng, who was the number one person in the Jiangcheng calligraphy and painting circle. He was holding a folding fan in his hand, and he was wearing a short shirt in the style of Tang costumes, which was quite ancient.

"These two paintings are from Mr. Qi Baishi's apprentice, the famous contemporary painter Li Kuchan, the paintings themselves are naturally high-quality, there is nothing to say. As far as repairs are concerned, we just discussed and agreed that this "Eagle Independence" is superior. ”

"Yes, the whole painting is intact, and there are no signs of repair on the front or back." On the left is a small man named Tu Qianyi, one of the directors of the Jiangcheng Calligraphy and Painting Association.

"I heard from Miss Liu that these two paintings have been scribbled with a pen, but we don't see any traces of scribbling on this "Eagle Independence". On the other hand, in this "Flowers and Birds", although the repairer is very careful, all the torn parts have been carefully repaired, and if you don't look carefully, you can't find any traces of repair. However, where it has been scribbled with a pen, it is not so perfectly repaired. ”

The person on the right is named He Jia, who is also a senior member of the Jiangcheng Calligraphy and Painting Association, and he said with a smile, "Judging from this "Eagle Independence", Master Fang's repair skills are becoming more and more mature, and it can be said that it is a miracle, congratulations!" ”

"Yes, yes, this can also be said to be a great blessing for our Jiangcheng calligraphy and painting circles, in the future, everyone has a collection of paintings that are damaged, so you don't have to worry!"

The three experts on the other side of the conference table were talking and laughing, while Fang Mu on this side was in a cold sweat.

Luo Ping sneered, "Master Fang, may I ask which one you are repairing?" ”

"I, I," Fang Mu hesitated, suddenly fell backwards, and fainted.

Luo Ping walked over quickly and took a look, and said with a look of contempt, "You are pretending!" ”

The three experts looked at each other, unable to figure out what was wrong. Song Yuying smiled and told them that Luo Ping was the tinker of "Eagle Independence".

The three were shocked.

Although Du Wenfeng was strong, he quickly walked around the conference table, grabbed Luo Ping's arm and said, "Did you really repair it?" Who is your Master? ”

"Professor Chen Qingyu."

"Oh!"

The three experts showed a look of sudden realization together.

"It only took Xiao Luo half an hour to repair this painting." Song Yuying added with a smile on the side.

"What!"

The three middle-aged uncles changed color together, and looked at Luo Ping as if they had seen aliens.

"Even Professor Chen, it's impossible to repair such a painting in half an hour, don't you have any special methods!"

Du Wenfeng didn't look at him fat, but his brain turned quickly, and he got to the point at once.

"Hehe, Chen Lao has some unique innovations in the past two years, and I am fortunate to have learned them."

The three experts looked at each other, and they all found surprise and admiration in each other's eyes.

"Your surname is Luo, right, hehe, I'm a little older than you, and I have the cheekiness to call you Xiao Luo. Xiao Luo, do you have time recently, I have a painting that has been treasured for many years, it is the work of the famous painter Zhang Hong in the Ming Dynasty, a few years ago due to moving, it was damaged by the workers to me, can you help me see? ”

"And mine, Xiao Luo, I also have a painting, I want you to help me see it......"

The three of them surrounded Luo Ping, and Luo Ping smiled and agreed one by one. Then he glanced at Fang Mu, who was still unconscious on the ground, and asked, "So, the three teachers agreed that I won this competition?" ”

The three of them nodded yes.

Luo Ping circled around Fang Mu twice and said coldly, "Master Fang, did you hear it, you have already lost." We signed an agreement, and if you want to pretend to be faint, it's impossible. ”

He turned to Song Yuying and said, "Sister Song, I heard that you know Brother Hai on Nanjing Road, please help me contact him." I heard that he was particularly good at debt collection. ”

Song Yuying glared at him, couldn't help but smile, looked at Fang Mu on the ground and said slowly, "Yes, I know him." What are you looking for him? Let me remind you, he is a dog skin plaster, and once he sticks to you, he will shed his skin if he doesn't die. ”

Fang Mu, who had been lying still on the ground, suddenly moved after hearing this, and then, with a moan, Fang Mu slowly opened his eyes.