At this time, the host's crisp voice sounded: "Please be quiet, let's record the applause at the beginning and the end first, thank you for your cooperation." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" The eyes of her and the other two staff members had already looked at Wu Ruotang and the others, and there was a look of dissatisfaction in their eyes.

As a last resort, Zhu Lei snorted and sat back in place.

After the host's opening remarks, the applause was thunderous, and then the host said the closing remarks, and the camera walked away in the void, recording the footage of everyone's applause again? Then. At the beginning of the normal rhythm of the recording, she introduced the guests and introduced the panel, "Okay, let's invite us to our first collection of today

The bearer, a middle-aged woman, walked up to the stage with a slender picture box, placed the exhibits on a display shelf covered with dark green flannel, lifted the buckle, and gently removed them. This is a fan, to be precise, the selling point is obviously the fan surface, a sprinkling ink painting. At a cursory glance, it does have a bit of flavor. Ink on paper, style: autumn clouds scatter obliquely, falling leaves dance west wind.

The supporter asked, "Where did you get this collection?" ”

The middle-aged woman was a little nervous and said: "When my lover went to Tianjin on a business trip a few years ago, I bought it with a few friends at a roadside stall, and most of the stalls were calligraphy and paintings. Later, a friend who was a little more knowledgeable came to the house to see the fan, and said that it was good, but we didn't understand it, so we wanted to find an expert to help identify it. ”

Over there, Mr. An, who was sitting in the expert group, smiled meaningfully: "How much did it cost at that time?"

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment and said, "More than five hundred points, I can't remember clearly." ”

The host said: "Hehe, okay, let's invite a few guests to come to the stage to appraise and give you an offer!" ”

The guests were all laymen, so we didn't listen, but gathered around and discussed in a low voice.

Yang Jing threw a piece of candy into her mouth, "Xiaotang, hehe, do you think this thing is really real?" ”

Wu Ruotang: "~~~!" ”

A girl sitting next to Yang Jing arched her elbows at her: "Why do you ask people first, he wants to tell a fake, do you also say a fake?" Xiaotang, don't speak. Let Jing Jing guess first, save her from being opportunistic! ”

When Yang Jing heard this, she almost died of anger, and then gritted her teeth and said: "Okay, I guess I guess, this fan should belong to the modern era, the autumn forest of Confucianism is obliquely illuminated, from the feeling of it, eighty percent is genuine!" ”

The girl looked at her unexpectedly: "Okay, it seems that there is no less effort, I think so, it is genuine, what about Zhu Lei?" What do you think! ”

Zhu Lei nodded lukewarmly: "Really? ”

Some friends who joined in the fun also said: "The painting is very good, it should be genuine."

"It's all true?" Yang Jing's eyes fell on Wu Ruotang: "Xiaotang? Your opinion? ”

Wu Ruotang: "~~~!" ”

"I don't know?" Wu Ruotang shook his head and said!

Yang Jing: "~~~!" ”

"What do you mean I don't know?" Yang Jing frowned.

"Well, I don't know!" Wu Ruotang explained.

"Cut!" Yang Jing lost Wu Ruotang's hygienic eyes: "Come on, you, don't pretend to be garlic, okay?" What level you are, no one knows better than me, I can see that it's true, you can't see it? Cut! ”

Wu Ruotang: "~~~!" ”

"Not really!" I immediately smiled wryly, to tell the truth, he really didn't know.

When Zhu Lei heard this, he was immediately proud, looked at Wu Ruotang and chuckled: "Jingjing, don't blow it to him, poor eyesight is poor eyesight, and there is no shame." ”

Wu Ruotang: "~~~!" ”

"Damn, you're the best at jumping!" Wu Ruotang frowned.

Yang Jing frowned and looked at Wu Ruotang: "You really don't know?."

Wu Ruotang: "Hmm. ”

Yang Jing rolled her eyes, and then glared at Xiao Tangtang fiercely, and complained in a low voice: "The cows have been blown out for you, you won't just say it's true?" Stupid you've got it! ”

On the stage, the host and the guests finished discussing the collection with a smile, so the big screen behind began to play the introduction of the fan author, "Pu Ru, the word Xinxi (old oral distillation), signed Xishan Yishi, is the cousin of the last emperor Puyi, a native of Wanping (now Yanjing City), Hebei. Qing clan, after Prince Gong. When he was young, he studied the arts, poetry, calligraphy, and showed off the dust. Gongshan Shui, with the Southern Song Dynasty as the sect, likes to use cooked paper, copying the Ma Xia school, light and elegant, and lacks spirit. and Zhang Daqian is known as Confucianism in the south and north. Before liberation, he lived abroad and sold paintings for a living."

A few minutes later, this fan was in the hands of the expert jury, but I estimate that the four of them had seen things in advance and discussed the results in advance, otherwise if there was an inaccurate situation on stage, would the show not be recorded?

In the limelight, Mr. Liu, who was holding this fan, spoke first, "If your lover is buying it for more than 5,000 yuan, it must be a leak, Pu Ru's book is very strong, with a pen light and heavy, ups and downs, very changeable, especially between the line of air there is a special kind of clean and dusty, sparse and elegant charm, undoubtedly, this fan is very in line with his penmanship, is a genuine handiwork!" ”

Mr. Zhao took the fan and continued: "As a painter who has seen the desolation of the world in the last days, Pu Ruzhong has placed his inner world in his ghost spirit. The first big tree on the left side of the picture is absolutely like an old red bolt of more than 3,000 years in Alishan, this tree has gone through the vicissitudes of life, and can not be destroyed in the thunder and fire axe, it is respected as the god of the tree, called "Alishan Shenmu" to stand "Shenmu ode to the monument, next to it, this must be the scene that Pu Ru must visit in those years, and it is natural and reasonable to incorporate this sacred tree into the painting. ”

The middle-aged woman had a happy face: "Thank you, expert." ”

The host said: "Now ask the expert jury to evaluate!" ”

Finally, Mr. Chen held up the drawing board, "According to conservative estimates, the value of this fan is more than 30,000 yuan." ”

After listening to the words on the stage, Yang Jing next to Wu Ruotang sighed: "Is it low?"

Zhu Lei seemed to deliberately overpower Wu Ruotang, and deliberately said: "If it is put at auction, it is estimated that 50,000 yuan can be auctioned, which is a little low, but experts also said that it is a conservative estimate." ”

Yang Jing smiled and said, "Zi'an, you have a chance, 30,000 yuan is really not expensive, it can be called a leak." ”

The girl named Shen Zi'an had no expression, she was very calm: "It may also be that someone in the expert group has a mind about the fan, so he deliberately said lower, well, let's see it then, if it is appropriate, I will buy it!" ”

After some unnutritious words, the host said: "Next, there is our second collection!" ”

Following the camera, a young boy in his twenties came from the background, holding a wine glass in his hand, which looked beautiful and enamel.

The host said, "Can you tell us about the origin of your collection?" ”

The boy said: "This is what my mother bought from the foreign antique market, and it cost 120,000 yuan at that time. (To be continued.) )