Chapter 81 The collection exhibition shows a hand

Uncle Su opened his mouth unhurriedly, "You have been friends with me for so long, you should know very well my ability to see people." Nie Anxia does have many ugly rumors, but her ability to appreciate treasures is indeed not bad. ”

As soon as the words fell, the arrogant and wild looks on the faces of Uncle Chen and Uncle Wu gradually solidified, and the two glanced at each other tacitly.

"Uncle Su, after all, we have been friends for several years, so I won't say much for your sake."

"The treasure show will start soon, not to mention the unhappy things."

Uncle Chen and Uncle Wu both interrupted the topic one after another and took the initiative to keep silent about Nie Anxia's affairs.

Before they could chat, the door of the exhibition was opened, and the host stood in front of the door in a suit, "Everyone have been waiting for a long time, the long-awaited collection exhibition will start soon, tonight we will bring you many treasures worth looking forward to, everyone please seeβ€”β€”"

With this voice, a strong white light fell from the sky, enveloping the host in it.

Talking, laughing, the eyes of everyone present were attracted by this beam of light, and they all cast their eyes on the host.

"Tonight we bring a lot of famous paintings, vases and other treasures, but these are not as good as your ability to appreciate treasures." The presenter stretched out his arms, and the closed door behind him slammed open.

Dozens of beams of light were cast in the exhibition hall, and the originally dark space was as bright as day in an instant, and the treasures were quietly placed in glass cases, quietly waiting for the people who knew the goods.

"I have long heard that this exhibition has put a lot of effort into it, and I thought it was a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be real. It seems that the organizers have invested a lot of financial resources. ”

"Don't look at who is here tonight, they are all the brightest-eyed hunters in high society, do the organizers dare to fool?"

Seeing the grand scale of the exhibition, it aroused heated discussions among many people present, and even Uncle Chen and Uncle Wu were quite excited.

Uncle Su shook his head tastelessly and commented, "These people are just impetuous, so they can't make a big deal." Anxia, how do you feel about these collections? ”

His words made the pensive Nie Anxia come back to his senses, and he thought carefully for a long time and didn't know how to answer.

"If you have an idea, just say it, and you can express it freely tonight." Uncle Su seemed to see her troubles.

"In my personal opinion, we can't really see the scale of the exhibition, and we can only distinguish the weight according to the rarity of the collection." Nie Anxia replied very cautiously, not wanting to cause an uproar.

She has followed her father since she was a child, and she has seen countless exhibitions.

"You mean, dozens of collections are nothing here?" Uncle Chen stopped talking, frowned, and cast a displeased gaze at her.

There was a hint of gunpowder in the quiet air, and Uncle Wu's eyes flashed with incomprehension, but he opened his mouth and laughed, "Lao Chen, you are a well-informed person, why do you have to worry so clearly with children?" ”

Uncle Chen's face was a little less unhappy, he put his hands behind his back, and pulled his face in an old-fashioned manner, "You're right, I'm a veteran of treasure appreciation, I've been involved in this business for decades, and my eyes are sharp, unlike some people who don't understand anything." ”

The atmosphere was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and immediately after that, the host's voice rang out.

"Everyone, the collection exhibition starts now, please enter one after another!"

All the people present entered the venue in an orderly manner, and Uncle Su and Nie Anxia deliberately low-key finally entered, and they were still recognized.

"Uncle Su is a fanatic of literary and antiques, and he really arrived. But the woman next to him is a little familiar, why does she look like Nie Anxia? ”

"No, it's really Nie Anxia himself! It should be Uncle Su who gave her the invitation, but can this vase understand antiques? ”

The originally boring and silent exhibition hall quickly spread gossip, and everyone was talking in whispers, and from time to time there were burning eyes thrown at this side.

Nie Anxia didn't see it, and sat down behind Uncle Su, looking at the booth in front of him intently.

On the countertop is a landscape ink painting, which looks a little familiar.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this painting is not easy to discern, and the person who can recognize who this painting is from is a real connoisseur." The moderator wore white gloves to introduce the crowd.

The two security guards carefully opened the glass cover, and a complete landscape painting appeared in front of everyone.

"You have ten minutes to observe in detail, so please watch slowly." A large screen appeared behind the host, and with his introduction to landscape painting, the picture on the screen also turned to detailed drawings.

"Anxia, what do you think?" Uncle Su's face was so tidy, and he didn't plan to use his brain to think.

Nie Anxia's gaze was firmly on this painting, and she recognized at a glance that this painting was not simple.

"Judging from the ink technique and painting style, it should be a painting of the Song Dynasty, but it is ......" Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by a loud voice.

"This painting is from the Song Dynasty." Uncle Chen's voice sounded steadily in the exhibition hall.

The host's expression was very shocked, and his eyes looked at Uncle Chen unexpectedly, "Are you sure it's the Song Dynasty, don't think about it anymore?" ”

"Nothing to think about! Not to mention the painters of the Song Dynasty, even the history of the Song Dynasty is memorized! This painting must have come from the Song Dynasty, there is no doubt about it! Uncle Chen's tone was very excited, and the urge to win had already taken over his mind.

The atmosphere of the audience was even quieter under his enthusiastic speech, and no one dared to give an opinion.

"Okay, we're going to find out now, so does anyone think differently?" The host's steady gaze swept over everyone present.

"Anxia, do you also think this painting is from the Song Dynasty?" Uncle Su noticed Nie Anxia, who was speechless.

She had been thinking with her chin held since just now, and her eyes did not take her eyes off the painting, and she looked at every inch of her gaze carefully, as if she was carefully studying.

"I have a different opinion, but I'm still thinking about it." Nie Anxia was not unsure, but was looking for definite evidence.

If you want to prove that this painting was not produced by the Song Dynasty, you must be convinced.

The host's urging voice sounded in his ears again, "Does anyone disagree?" I count down tens of seconds, and if no one raises objections, the answer is announced. ”

"Ten, Nine......"

Listening to the countdown in his ears, Nie Anxia felt his heart pounding, and the hesitating answer was always hesitating.

"The last three seconds!"

"I have a different opinion. I think this painting is from a master imitator during the Ming Dynasty. In short, it's a knock-off. ”

After thinking about it again, Nie Anxia still stood up and said the best answer in his heart.

The presenter used the microphone to cover every part of the exhibition hall, "This young lady, you think this is an imitation, right?" ”

Nie Anxia nodded affirmatively, "That's right." I know that there was a master in the Ming Dynasty who was obsessed with the culture of the Song Dynasty, and he was particularly fond of landscape paintings, which he could imitate to the point of being superb. ”

"Hahaha!" The shrill laughter sounded in the exhibition hall, and Uncle Chen said disdainfully, "You are too naΓ―ve!" The Ming master you mentioned, although he is good at imitating landscape painting, he has a well-known habit: he is not good at painting bamboo. ”

Everyone turned their eyes to the big screen, and everyone could clearly see the tall and verdant bamboo painting on this painting, and at first glance they were familiar with the technique.

Nie Anxia nodded in agreement, but retorted, "You are right about this, but this master of the Ming Kingdom is not bad at painting bamboo, but he just imitates other people's paintings, so he has no choice." ”

Uncle Chen's brows furrowed, and the other people present also had heavy expressions, obviously no one agreed with her statement.

"Nonsense! Are you fools when we are? Everyone knows how easy it is to use bamboo, and it is not good at imitation when it is used? "There are already people in the exhibition hall who are indignantly speaking.

Nie Anxia smiled slightly, "You obviously know better than me, isn't the answer obvious enough now?" ”

A person who paints the works of the masters of the Song Dynasty vividly, is his painting skill really so low?

Everyone was stunned, and their originally angry faces were full of shock, and they finally reacted logically.

"That's right, this Ming master deliberately imitated the bamboo painting for only one reason: the original work is like this."

"Comparing this landscape ink painting tonight, although many techniques and colors indicate that this is a Song Dynasty painting, there are two details that can tell the problem."

Uncle Chen was already convinced by this logic, but he refused to admit defeat in front of everyone, and asked with a stiff neck, "Which two details?" ”

guessed that he would ask such a question, and Nie Anxia immediately replied, "The original painter is a hermit in the Song Dynasty, who lives a simple life and is restrained. And the master of the Ming Kingdom was born in a famous family, and he was not stingy with ink. In many places in the painting, you can see the thick and colorful ink. ”

"The second point is that the painting has an inconspicuous ink spot. I read the autobiography of a hermit in the Song Dynasty, and he was an obsessive-compulsive person who would never tolerate the slightest imperfection in his paintings. ”

The combination of these two points is the basis of Nie Anxia's judgment.

As soon as the words fell, the host couldn't help but applaud, "Okay, that's great!" Very few people can distinguish the authenticity of this painting, but I didn't expect the master to be in the folk, you can actually answer correctly! ”

For a while, all eyes were cast towards Nie Anxia, and everyone's eyes were filled with incredible admiration.

"You can perceive such tiny details, it seems that you usually read a lot of books." Uncle Su smiled and praised her.

Bathed in the admiring gaze of everyone, Nie Anxia sat back in her place embarrassedly, and replied modestly, "It's just that the blind cat touched the dead mouse, and it happened to be right." ”

In the next treasure appraisal session, Nie Anxia identified the authenticity of all the treasures with the power of one person, with an accuracy rate of up to 100%, which surprised everyone in the audience.

At the end of the two-hour treasure appreciation exhibition, many people had already taken the initiative to hand Nie Anxia business cards, but Uncle Chen and Uncle Wu looked at her with subtle faces.

"We lost." The two men who were over half a hundred years old looked dejected, as if their confidence had been completely damaged.

Nie Anxia smiled understandingly, "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously." I was just lucky tonight, so I had a good hit percentage. ”

Uncle Chen and Uncle Wu's embarrassed faces eased, and their backs were finally able to straighten, "We are not familiar with tonight's collection, and it is normal to look at the forked eyes." ”

"Old Chen and Old Wu, do you believe in my vision now?" Uncle Su raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, and finally raised his eyebrows.

The three shareholders reviewed what happened tonight and discussed the details of tonight's misjudgment. And Nie Anxia was pulled to the side of the grove by Lu Shichen, who had been transparent all night.

"What do you want to do?" She was alert.

Lu Shichen held his mobile phone high, naturally hugged her, and posed for a selfie, "Take a group photo." ”

Before Nie Anxia could react, she heard a few clicks, and by the time she understood, Lu Shichen had already posted the group photo on Weibo.

"Are you forcibly showing affection?" She snorted coldly.