Chapter Ninety-Three: Exhibition
He knew that he Su Yiming's vision of people would not be wrong, and it was estimated that if he let that Qian Le come, Qian Le would not be as good as half of this kid.
At noon, Su Yiming came to the downstairs of Xu Jiaqi's community as promised.
drove the car and took Xu Jiaqi to the place of the exhibition.
"What to see at the exhibition?" Su Yiming asked as he drove.
Xu Jiaqi was wearing a pale yellow dress, due to the rain last night, the air was a little fresh, but it was not cold at all, and there was a hint of warmth.
"Go and see the calligraphy."
"Calligraphy?" Su Yiming looked at Xu Jiaqi suspiciously.
"Yes, there was a calligraphy exhibition in Wanda Plaza, and I borrowed a few calligraphy works from the museum, and I heard that this time there are dozens of collectors who have taken out their collections for exhibition, and the calligraphy that can only be seen on the Internet can finally be seen with their own eyes." Xu Jiaqi said with a smile.
"You say, how come there are so many arts in this world? No matter what you do, you have an art, and you can even go out to write. Su Yiming smiled faintly, of course, there was absolutely no other meaning in this sentence.
came to Wanda Plaza, which is where Su Yiming went on a blind date before.
As soon as the car entered, it attracted a lot of attention, as if the theme of this exhibition was this red sports car.
When Xu Jiaqi got out of the car, it made some men's hearts ripple and jealous at the same time.
"This woman must be in it for the money."
"Let's go." Xu Jiaqi said with a smile, and walked into the square side by side with Su Yiming.
Arrived at the exhibition venue, in the lobby on the first floor of the mall, surrounded by at least 30 security guards, all the calligraphy was placed in a glass case for display.
Su Yiming condensed his eyes.
He tried to condense his spiritual power into his eyes and observe.
The field of vision swept over the calligraphy.
He found that there was a faint aura on these calligraphies.
Maybe it's because the person who wrote it put a lot of effort into it.
It seems that there is a reason why you can be famous, people can write calligraphy with spiritual power, can you not be famous?
Immediately after, Su Yiming looked to the other side.
I didn't expect that after the calligraphy, there would be a picture scroll. A variety of paintings are placed in glass cases.
Most of them have spiritual powers, which can be easily seen.
For example, the picture of the ladies of the famous Tang Dynasty painter Tang Yin, although the women in it are not the turn of the country now, the painting has a strong spiritual power.
Well?
Su Yiming looked at the pair next to him again.
"Wow, it's actually the Three Rivers Tide Map!" Xu Jiaqi shouted in surprise and hurriedly walked over, some of whom had already gathered here to watch.
Su Yiming followed Xu Jiaqi over.
"Didn't you say it's lost? How did it appear here, looking at this painting, it is definitely from the hand of the master Wu Daozi. ”
Su Jiaqi exclaimed, "I thought his works had long been lost." ”
Many people took out their mobile phones and started taking pictures.
A person who looked like a manager walked over and said, "Everyone, if you have a favorite work, you can bid, and the seller can sell it to you as long as he wants." ”
"How much does this picture cost?" A middle-aged man stood up and pointed to the landscape picture that Xu Jiaqi praised.
The manager paused, smiled and said, "If you're interested, you can talk about it." ”
"How much do I ask you?" The man asked.
Xu Jiaqi whispered in Su Yiming's ear: "This person's name is Liu Ming, he is a master of landscape painting, and he is also well-known in the world. ”
"I didn't expect you to have such a deep study of these things." Su Yiming laughed.
"Or else? Do you think I'm just going to see a doctor? Xu Jiaqi exhaled, "Such a good picture, if only it could be kept in the museum and seen often." ”
"If that painting is real, I wouldn't mind paying for it and giving it to you......"
"Huh?" Xu Jiaqi looked at Su Yiming with a puzzled expression.
"Twenty million." The manager smiled and said, "This is the buyer's offer, and there will be no counteroffer." ”
As soon as he opened his mouth, a group of people exclaimed directly.
Su Yiming sneered, "It's only possible that this painting is fake." ”
As soon as these words came out, the people around looked at it one after another.
Including that manager, as well as Liu Ming.
"Boy, what do you say?!" A man looked at Su Yiming, "Do you know how to paint, you actually said that it was fake." ”
"You know? Can you be sure it's true? Su Yiming said quietly: "I just don't want to see that a fake painting can be sold for a high price of 20 million, think about it yourself, if this painting is real, if it is sold at auction, is it only worth 20 million?" ”
A group of people wondered.
The manager frowned.
"Security, get this troublemaker out." The manager shouted.
"Why, you guys sell fakes, and you won't let me talk about it?" Xu Jiaqi suddenly shouted, although she couldn't see that it was fake, she had to stand on Su Yiming's side.
Su Yiming said this, there must be a reason for him.
"Fake? What evidence do you have to say it's fake? We have an appraisal certificate, a number of experts personally inspected, this painting is real, as for what you said, why not take it to the auction to sell, originally this painting is not for sale, but the seller sees that there are so many people who like this painting, so he plans to sell it here, the price of 20 million, whoever bids first will give it," the manager Lang Lang said.
"If it is really as you said, this painting has been authenticated by many experts, then I can only say that those experts are blind and have no qualifications to be experts at all."
Although Su Yiming has not seen Wu Daozi's authentic handwriting, he can be sure that this painting is fake.
Everything here has spiritual power, and some of them are even very rich, indicating that they are from everyone's hands.
And this painting, obviously painted by Wu Daozi, has no spiritual power at all.
It can't be that it disappeared because it took too long.
In that case, all the old paintings and calligraphy here, the spiritual power on them should disappear.
"What!"
The people around were shocked.
Several experts also frowned.
"Boy, what nonsense are you talking about! I don't have any skills, so I came here to scream. ”
"Who says I'm incompetent?" Su Yiming smiled faintly and looked at everyone present, "You people are really incapable and have no eyesight!" ”
As soon as Su Yiming's words came out, everyone was indignant, which didn't give them all face.
Especially the manager, his good deeds were ruined by Su Yiming, of course he was furious, and he couldn't do anything after he went back.
Several security guards appeared to surround Su Yiming.
The manager walked out.