Yang Bin quickly recovered after a short period of stunnedness, and sneered at Chu Hao at the moment: "Chu Hao, you are a stinky dick from the countryside, do you know painting?" Who are you to say that my painting is fake? ”

"Tell you, this bamboo and stone map of Zheng Banqiao has been identified by many experts, and it is definitely genuine, but I bought it for 10 million, how can it be fake?"

"Hehe," Chu Hao smiled disdainfully, "I said it was fake, it was absolutely fake." Although I dare not say how high my level is, I am definitely not a star and a half stronger than you. ”

Chu Hao's words were not bragging, in the past, he definitely didn't know anything about painting. But after taking control of the super cow pen, it is completely different.

He is now a first-class painter, far from being comparable to ordinary people. As for this painting, Chu Hao knows it well, and he can see the authenticity at a glance.

"Yo he," Yang Bin became interested, he was a top student in the art academy, and he had a wide range of paintings, he didn't think Chu Hao would be better than him, "Very good, I want to see how high your level is." ”

After speaking, Yang Bin spread out the picture scroll in his hand on the long table in front of Yun Qianqian, and then said slowly: "Look, this painting is 170 centimeters long and 90 centimeters wide, and the bamboo on it stands up and down, reaching the clouds, and each of its leaves seems to be alive, with different expressions, vivid and spiritual, and it is very realistic to show the texture of bamboo." ”

"Look at the composition again, the position relationship between the bamboo and the stone is very harmonious with the text of the inscription, the slender and sassy beauty of the bamboo, but also set off another style of the stone slab, the two complement each other, lifelike, vivid, it is simply a masterpiece, why do you say it is fake."

"Who can paint such a masterpiece except for a master?"

Yang Bin's voice was smooth at first, then higher and higher, and the last sentence directly questioned Xiang Chu Hao.

"Brother Yang is really talented, he can even appreciate the master's paintings!"

"Yes, although I look very good, I can't tell where it is, and I am 108,000 miles away from Yang Shao!"

"It's worthy of being the top student in our class, I'm ashamed of myself!"

……

Everyone praised for a while, and some little girls looked at Yang Bin, and even the beautiful eyes were rippling, and they were impressed by Yang Bin's painting.

Even Belolan's beautiful eyes are shining, she is known as the flower of art, she is simply born for art, and she naturally admires boys with such artistic attainments.

Feeling the praise of everyone, Yang Bin couldn't help but blush, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously grinned.

But at this moment, Chu Hao suddenly spoke, as if a basin of cold water was poured down, "Okay, okay, don't pretend, isn't it just to learn a few words of appreciation from people, what's the big deal, does this have anything to do with authenticity?" ”

"You ......" Yang Bin smiled, his expression froze, he was said by Chu Hao, with his attainments, where can he appreciate the master's paintings, but he just did his homework in advance, "Okay, then how do you prove that my painting is fake?" ”

"It's very simple," Chu Hao walked up to the painting, and then said slowly: "To identify the authenticity of the painting, we should start from three aspects, one is the painting itself, everyone sees, you are all studying art, you should know Master Zheng Banqiao's creative style, which can be summed up in seven words, 'redundant and thin'." ”

"That is to say, his painting method is concise, his paintings are simple and bright, the bamboo is clear and the stone is beautiful, the momentum is handsome, there is a proud erection, and the spirit of the world, and this painting, the composition is slightly more complicated, and the bamboo is also painted on the fat side, which is seriously inconsistent with Zheng Banqiao's thinness."

"This is one of them," Chu Hao pointed to the bamboo and stone map, at this moment, his temperament changed suddenly, calm and sophisticated, as if he was a master of appreciation, "The second is to look at the seal, the seal on it, its shape, carving, seal inscription and the texture of the seal, are quite consistent." ”

"But the third point is from the point of view of the inscription," Chu Hao's voice suddenly changed, "Zheng Banqiao's words have always been of different sizes, crooked, with the rhyme of 'paving the streets with stones, inserting pennies in the waves', showing that he is free and uninhibited, and the handwriting of this painting is too fair and rigorous, obviously not Zheng Banqiao's words......"

Chu Hao's speech was clear, as if he was teaching a group of elementary school students, he was many times more powerful than those so-called professors and experts in the university, and after that, he suddenly turned to Yang Bin, "Now, do you still think your painting is real?" ”

"I, I ......" Yang Bin's mouth was so hard that he didn't want to admit it, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be choked, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time, because he didn't have the courage to argue anymore.

Not only him, everyone was speechless, Chu Hao said it too clearly, and now when they look at it again, they can find the flaws in it.

Seeing this, Chu Hao continued: "Such a fake, at best, is 10,000 yuan, and you actually bought it for 10 million, and you are still complacent, thinking that you have got a treasure." Haha, saying that you are wronged is a promotion of you! ”

Chu Hao sneered, Yang Bin's face turned pale, and it was difficult to see the extreme.

"Ahh He was so angry that the bruises on his forehead were jumping, and immediately, he roared violently, and then grabbed the picture scroll on the table and crumpled it up and threw it in the trash.

Chu Hao's face was overjoyed, and then he walked over and actually picked up the scroll from the trash can.

"What is he doing here? Pick up trash! ”

"I understand, even if this painting is a fake, it is worth 10,000 yuan, which is nothing to you and me, but to this little peasant, it is a huge amount of money!"

"Haha, it must be like this, is this little farmer quite economically minded? That's a windfall! ”

……

Seeing this scene, Yang Bin's expression couldn't help but ease a little, and he sneered in his heart: "Hehe, even if you can distinguish the authenticity, you are not a poor bastard." ”

"Chu Hao, since it's a fake, what are you still picking it up for?" Bejoran asked, puzzled.

Chu Hao didn't respond, but asked, "Ruolan, can you give it to me?" ”

Belo Lauder frowned, "This is Yang Bin's, you have to ask him." ”

"No need to ask," Yang Bin seemed to have found an outlet, and immediately waved his hand generously: "Little farmer, I gave it to you, garbage like this, our family has a lot of land, if you want, I can send someone to send you a box." ”

"Haha...... That's all this little farmer can do. The crowd laughed.

Chu Hao didn't seem to hear it, but thanked him: "Thank you Lord Yang." ”

Then, Chu Hao walked to the long table, spread the scroll out again, and then said lightly: "It's not a fake. ”

"What is this little peasant doing! I just said it was false, and now I say it's not, it's sick! ”

"I guess I'm scheming, this painting is definitely fake."

"Yes, now I can identify it!"

The crowd was puzzled for a while, and their eyes stared at Chu Hao.

Next, I saw Chu Hao pick up a bottle of mineral water on the table, take a sip vigorously, and then puff and spray the water directly on the painting.

In an instant, the painting was completely soaked with water, so to speak, the painting was completely destroyed, and even the money for the fake could not be sold.

"Which tendon of this poor sling silk is pumped, don't you want the 10,000 yuan?" Although puzzled, Yang Bin still felt ridiculous for Chu Hao's mentally handicapped behavior.

Chu Hao ignored it, and then, he picked up the painting and shook it lightly a few times, so that the water was evenly spread on the scroll.

Then, with his right hand, he stretched out his right hand and carefully picked it up with his fingernails on one of the corners of the scroll.

Suddenly, the unthinkable happened.

I saw that a thin layer of paper had been lifted from the surface of the painting, and under this layer of paper, there was actually another painting.

"Oh my God! Hidden paintings in paintings! "The Bejoline cherry opened its mouth wide, almost out of shape.

Chu Hao seemed to have expected it a long time ago, the wind was light, and after removing the layer of paper, Chu Hao wiped the water stains on the table and spread the scroll on it again.

This is a picture of bamboo and stone, but it is very different from the one just now, and it is unique in terms of painting style and charm. The bamboo on it is hard and straight, and the charm is smart, giving people a kind of breeze shuttling between the bamboo leaves, and seeing the elegant beauty of the bamboo swaying.

And below, there is a poem, "Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, the roots are in the broken rocks, the thousands of blows are still tough, and the wind is from east to west, north and south." ”

"Haha, this is the real thing!" Chu Hao laughed wildly, then turned to Yang Bin and bowed deeply, "Young Master Yang, thank you for giving me such a genuine painting worth tens of millions, you are too generous!" ”