Li Wen propped up the bicycle under the tree in front of the clock shop, squeaked, pushed the door and walked in.

Hearing the door knock, Uncle Xin raised his head from behind the printer and took off his reading glasses, "Stinky boy, why is it so late today, where are you fooling around?" ”

"Uncle Xin, you dissipate your anger first, and I'll show you something for the old man."

Li Wen mysteriously brought the ink painting under his arm to the counter.

"What is this?"

Uncle Xin waited curiously for Li Wen to spread out the entire painting, and after observing it for a few seconds, he immediately put on his reading glasses again, and his expression changed greatly: "Stinky boy, where did you get it from?" Go close the door! ”

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? Hurry up and close the door! ”

"Uh-oh."

Li Wen closed the door.

Uncle Xin's entire old face was leaning on top of the painting.

"Uncle Xin, don't be so nervous, right?"

"Don't you need to be so nervous?" Uncle Xin grabbed Li and asked, "Stinky boy, you give me an honest explanation, how did you get this thing?" ”

"Oh, Uncle Xin, let go first, it's just a fake painting, I went to Steve to deliver it just now, and he asked me to bring it back as a gift to give to your old man."

"Give it to me? Hahahaha...... Steve's old fox will eventually lose sight of the day. ”

"Look-a-eye? No, Uncle Xin. Steve said that he had seen the exact same picture at an old friend in Springport three years ago, and that the Peninsula Auction House had also sold one last year, and that there were three identical images available today. No matter how real a fake is, no matter how good it is, there is no way to choose from it, it is still a fake. ”

"You know what?" Uncle Xin rolled his eyes, "Although your kid has a little talent, you don't have to say anything about your skills, but you have to understand that there is no end to learning, and our industry is very deep, and you kid still have a lot to learn." ”

"Is it possible...... Is this painting real? ”

Li Wen once again set his gaze on the Yansong diagram.

To be honest, there is no trace of falsification in this painting, whether it is from the artistic conception, or the touch, color or even smell of the paper. Like Steve, Li Wen thought that the painting was fake because there was already a genuine product, and then there were second and third paintings, all of which were naturally fake.

This is the habitual thinking of people.

"Stinky boy, don't have habitual thinking in our business, I can tell you clearly now that this painting is real, the one Steve saw in Spring Harbor three years ago is also real, and the one that Peninsula Auction House sold for 100,000 yuan last year is also true."

"All three paintings are real, this ......"

Only then did Li Wen remember that there really seemed to be three identical paintings in the original play, and the watermark production of counterfeit banknotes was also inspired by it.

"Yes, they're all true. According to the thickness of rice paper, a painting can be uncovered up to two or three layers, except for the slight difference in the shade of brush and ink, the rest are the same, they are all from the hands of a painter, and naturally all of them are real paintings, understand? ”

"Understood."

"Hahaha, your kid is really my lucky star, with it, the rent of our shop has been settled for at least three years, thanks to your kid Hongfu, Steve's old guy really gave me a big gift this time!"

Uncle Xin was so relieved that he smiled so much that the wrinkles on his forehead melted, as if he was ten years younger.

"Stinky boy, you help me watch the shop, I'll go out, let's close early today and go have a good meal."

In the evening, the watch shop closed so early for the first time, and Uncle Xin took Li Wen into the restaurant that he would never visit in his life, and gave him a hard meal.

"Uncle Xin, be careful."

"It's okay, Uncle Xin (I) Gao Sheng (Xing), Lang Ah Lang...... Ahh......h

When he walked out of the door of the hotel, Uncle Xin was so drunk that he couldn't stand steadily, he couldn't speak, and he hummed an old song with dialects.

"Uncle Xin, sit tight, hold my waist, hold on."

Li Wen rode a bicycle with Uncle Xin, and the chain made an overwhelming squeak.

Uncle Xin leaned his face against Li Wen's back, sprayed wine, and said inarticulately: "It's been so many years, it's the first time I've been so happy, why am I happy, because I have made money......"

"Uncle Xin, don't speak, be careful of falling."

"It's okay, I'm going to say...... Stinky boy, you have always been disgusted with Uncle Xin's nagging, and you are afraid that Uncle Xin is forcing you to make money, you don't worry about money, because you didn't reach that time, when the burden of firewood, rice, oil, salt, and the family all fell on you, it would be too late. ”

"I know."

"You don't know...... Don't be disgusted with Uncle Xin's broken mouth, you stare at that female painter all day long, I tell you, it's useless, what about a wife, the most important thing is to be virtuous, know how to take care of the family, and take care of the children, when you are old, there are groups of children, and when they revolve around you, you will know what is the most beautiful ......"

"I understand, Uncle Xin, why don't you sleep for a while."

"You know what you know? You kid hate me for nagging...... You are very talented, I won't look at the wrong person, but you are not down-to-earth, unwilling to work hard, Uncle Xin is old, and he can't do it for a few years, you can really learn my craft, learn well, Uncle Xin can't guarantee anything else, marry one or two daughters-in-law in the future, and give birth to seven or eight children, you can still afford to raise them......"

Giving birth to seven or eight children, I really think I'm a pig......

However, I am the creator god, and it remains to be seen whether I can really give birth to the crystallization of love with mortals.

"Remember, if you marry a daughter-in-law, you must marry that big one, so that you can have children, and when the time comes, Uncle Xin, I will help you check it, call ......"

After a long time, Uncle Xin didn't speak again, and Li Wen turned around, only to find that Uncle Xin was already snoring.

Carrying Uncle Xin back to the watch shop, Li Wen carried Uncle Xin to the bed, and wiped him with warm water before leaving.

On the way home, when passing by the store, Li Wen bought some painting supplies by the way.

He promised to draw with Ruan Wenwen.

He wanted to be a painter.

Knock knock.

Li Wen knocked lightly on the door next door.

The door soon opened, revealing Nguyen Van Van 's thin face.

"Li asked, is that you? You're ......."

Li Wen raised the painting supplies in his hand, "Miss Ruan, you said before that if you have time, you can come to you to learn painting, but I don't know if you have time now." ”

"Yes. Come on in. ”

"Hey, okay."

"Li asked, you have prepared quite a complete set of things, and you have also studied art before?"

Ruan Wen saw that he had all kinds of tools such as drawing boards, drawing paper, paints, color palettes, pencils, etc., and he didn't look like a rookie who didn't know anything at all.

"Oh, yes, although I don't have a systematic education, I usually read a lot of books on this subject, and I know some basics, but other aspects are more amateurish."

What kind of person Ruan Wen is, he naturally understands after watching the original drama. She is a true painter, willing to endure poverty in pursuit of art, and naturally has a heartfelt disgust for counterfeiting and pseudo-art.

This is also the reason why Li Wen of the original drama has not been able to win the favor of Ruan Wen from beginning to end.

In the original play, Fa Ge has a good saying, how can a normal man live his life without lying to the woman he loves the most.

In order to catch up with the woman he loves the most, Li Wen is naturally going to lie now.