"If he destroys or tears this painting, then this pair of jade bracelets will be my compensation to you, how about it?" Lu Mingyi said unhurriedly.

It was as if this pair of jade bracelets were made of plastic in her eyes, worthless.

This has already been said for this part, if Gongsun Jing does not make a regression and let the statement be identified, then there must be a ghost in his heart.

Gongsun Jingshen took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Forget the jade bracelet, I'll give Miss Lu a face, and this painting will be identified casually." ”

Since this painting is from the hand of a famous artist, in order to ensure its safety, a tempered glass compartment is deliberately placed around, and it is very simple to take it out, just take the key and open it directly.

Later, the staff of the exhibition came to open the window and took out the picture of "Autumn Colors of Mountains and Forests".

The statement put the landscape map in his hand and said in front of everyone present: "This painting is indeed very similar to the original painting, every detail is exactly the same, and what can be done can only be completed by the printer..."

"Printer?"

The person next to him laughed and said: "God special code printer, your printer can do so well!" ”

The statement continued patiently: "I know that many people do not believe that this painting is printed by a printer, but in fact, the reason is very simple, this painting is half printed, half painting. ”

"The printer prints the original drawing, and then hands it over to a professional painter to re-paint it on the basis of the original, so as to achieve the point of being fake."

The statement stroked the paper and said: "This point can be seen clearly under the microscope, the quality of the print, the ink is uniform, and the genuine calligraphy and painting are integrated with the drawings, which is natural!" ”

"You mean that if you want to identify whether this picture is real or fake, you have to move a microscope and you can't do it?"

Someone in the audience coaxed.

The statement shook his head, "Not at all, because I know the seller of this picture." ”

As he spoke, the statement tore off a corner in the lower right corner of the drawing.

This scene was immediately captured by countless reporters.

The title of the party is more shocking than the other.

Astound! Someone even openly tore up the Chinese painting!

Astound! A man was embarrassed and angry and tore up the Chinese painting!

Astound! ……

……

Not only the reporters were shocked, but the people in the audience who didn't know why were even more shocked.

"He... He tore up the Chinese painting! ”

"He actually tore up the Chinese painting!"

"Where's security! Someone here tore up the Chinese painting! ”

……

Gongsun Jingyin on the side smiled predictably: "I thought he was really a knowledgeable person, but I didn't expect it to be such a thing." ”

This painting is something that Miss Lu aptitudes, this kid is going to be unlucky...

The statement said unhurriedly: "Calm down, everyone, and see what I have in my hand first." ”

I saw that the statement opened the piece of paper, and there was a string of phone numbers inside.

Professional fakes choose the fat man store.

This...

The species gasped.

What's the situation?

Could it be that this painting is really a fake.

The statement smiled, I didn't expect this painting to come from their Nine Streets, no wonder it was so realistic.

Wang Fatzi, this guy is getting more and more livestock, and in order to make money, he will do whatever it takes.

Wang Dutong, who was far away in Yunnan, sneezed, then tightened the clothes on his body, and said to himself: "Fat man, my physical fitness is so good, I even have a cold." ”

The statement looked at Gongsun Jing and held the piece of paper that had been glued together with adhesive in front of him: "What else can I say this time?" ”

Gongsun Jing was stared at by the masses, and he was suddenly a little unable to get off the stage.

But after all, he bought this painting, and he didn't paint it himself.

Gongsun Jing instantly possessed himself: "I bought this painting from an antique shop, but I didn't find it and it turned out to be a fake!" ”

The statement secretly said in his heart: The old fox is really good at acting.

finally seized the opportunity to state how to make this old guy step down so easily.

"As far as I know, this shop, which specializes in counterfeit piracy, has never taken the initiative to sell to the public, unless someone specifically asks for it... Moreover, this kind of piracy process is very cumbersome, even if it is a fake, the price of the finished product is tens of thousands of yuan. ”

The statement is heart-wrenching, and to put it bluntly, it will make you ruined.

A hint of coldness flashed in Lu Mingyi's beautiful eyes, "Is that so?" Master Gongsun? ”

If it weren't for the statement present today, she would really have to draw millions to buy a fake and go home, and if this fake flows out of their Lu family's shop in the future, her reputation will definitely be damaged.

Reputation is the face and lifeblood of a businessman, once there is a problem with reputation, whether it is to talk about cooperation or external publicity, it will be greatly affected.

In the worst case, it will even shake the foundation of the entire Lu family.

Gongsun Jing cried with a sad face: "This painting was really taken back by me from the antique shop, and I didn't expect this painting to be fake." ”

"I don't admit it, do you?"

The statement smiled coldly and dialed Wang Fatzi's phone.

"Hey, fatty, help me check the cost record of your store, in modern times, Master Huang Binhong's "Autumn Colors of Mountains and Forests"... Well... Well..."

Listening to this tone, everyone seemed to be able to come up with absolute evidence that Gongsun Jing took the fake as a genuine product and sold it to others.

It takes time for the fat man to investigate the records, and take advantage of this time to state that he wants to tear the true face of this master with his hands.

The statement walked in front of Master Gongsun and asked with a smile: "The master's painting can be regarded as a masterpiece. ”

Gongsun Jing swallowed, "What do you want to ask?" ”

"The problem is actually very simple, since you like to collect Master Huang Binhong's paintings, you must know his personal information and life history very well."

The statement continued: "May I ask what Master Huang Binhong's original name was... Later renamed again? ”

It's a simple, basic question.

Anyone who knows a little about this master can answer it.

But!

Gongsun Jing hesitated.

He himself is half a bucket of water, how can he know so much about a generation of Chinese paintings.

"I don't know, do you?"

The statement smiled: "Then I'll say." ”

"Master Huang Binhong's original name was Mao Qian, and later changed his name to quality, the word Pucun, the number Binhong, and don't sign to. At the age of six, he copied the landscape book of Shen Tingrui in his family's collection, and at the age of thirteen, he took the boy's examination and ranked among the best. At the age of sixteen, he graduated from Kim Hua Li Zheng College. At the age of twenty-one, he was born in Gongsheng and served as the secretary of the Lianghuai Salt Transport Embassy......"

The statement told Master Huang Binhong's entire life experience word for word.

The originally silent scene quickly burst into warm applause.

can tell the life experience of Master Huang Binhong like a few family treasures, and it is enough to see that the statement is not untargeted, but has real materials.

At least he understands calligraphy and painting.

is not like someone, as a master of calligraphy and painting, but he can't even say the name of the predecessor in the industry.

It's really ridiculous and generous!

But there are still brainless fans, or the master invited him to whitewash him in the crowd.

"Master Gongsun is now old, how can you be as good as a young man like you with memory decline, if you make fun of Master Gongsun based on this alone, what are your intentions."

I have to say that this To's speech is very level.

On the grounds of the decline of people's old memory, not only did they get rid of the suspicion that Gongsun Jing was indiscriminate and had no real talent, but also beat him upside down, causing trouble.

It's a pity that what he encountered was a statement.

stated that at this time, the mobile phone had received evidence of acquisition from Wang Fatzi.

This Master Gongsun is still a regular customer in the store, not only bought the picture of Master Huang Binhong's "Autumn Colors of Mountains and Forests", but also fakes of various masters.

In addition, some of the landscape drawings drawn by the little brother in the store when he was bored were also bought by him, stamped with his own seal, and added a network bag.

The septuagenarian shook his head and became a master of calligraphy and painting.

Fortunately, there is an image player on site that shows the history of the artifact.

So the video of Master Gongsun appeared in an antique shop.

"Do you have a copy of "Autumn Colors of Mountains and Forests" here?"

"Yes, 10,000 yuan a piece, to ensure that others will not recognize it."

"Good! I want it! ”

Master Gongsun glanced at the landscape paintings on the wall that had not yet been stamped, and said cautiously: "I don't look at these paintings on the wall, do you sell them?" ”

"These are all boring things drawn by some apprentices in the store, a hundred yuan a piece, the amount is relatively large, if you buy more, I will give you a seven-fold discount, and only charge seventy yuan for a piece..."

………

After watching the video, everyone sighed.

The person who whitewashed Master Gongsun just now is about to run away without a figure.

Gongsun Jing looked at himself in the video, and he couldn't hold back a mouthful of old blood and almost squirted out.

The statement smiled and asked, "Dare to ask Master Gongsun, did I frame you?" ”

"I have no grievances with you, why do you have to arrest me?"

The statement shook his head helplessly: "It's not that you don't let me go, it's those who come to see your exhibition who don't let me go, if you want to blame those people for worshiping you too much." ”