"Thank you." Jiang Chen smiled and nodded at Yun Ye.

Yun Ye sneered disdainfully and drove the McLaren away.

Yun Ye spoke, and the security guards no longer stopped him.

However, he still told him in a weird way: "If you visit, you kid don't mess around, you can't afford to pay for the paintings in it." ”

Jiang Chen parked the little electric donkey in the parking lot and laughed at himself.

Anyway, I was also invited by Han Sanqian, but because I rode a small electric donkey, I almost couldn't enter this exhibition hall.

Entering the exhibition hall, Jiang Chen visited aimlessly.

This is Han Sanqian's solo exhibition, as a master of Chinese painting, his reputation is far and wide, and there are not many people who come to visit.

On the walls of the exhibition hall, there are ink paintings, and there are people stopping in front of each painting to admire and taste.

Jiang Chen admired a few paintings with great interest, Han Sanqian is worthy of being a master of Chinese painting, with his connoisseurship, it is difficult to find flaws, whether it is a fine brush or artistic conception, it is comprehensive.

Without decades of immersion, there would never be such a background.

"Big baby, look at Jiang Chen, you really appreciate it fakely."

Sun Xiaoyue took Yun Ye's arm, staring at Jiang Chen not far away with disgust and disdain, a dead waste, and I don't know where the face came from to run to such a high-level personal exhibition.

Don't you know the truth that the circle is different and can't be forced?

"Let him go, the insider will watch the doorway, and the layman will watch the excitement." Yun Ye smiled disdainfully, not taking Jiang Chen in his eyes at all, "By the way, Old Man Han Sanqian is here in person today, maybe we can meet later." ”

"Really?" Sun Xiaoyue was pleasantly surprised, she was able to see the masters of Chinese painting up close, take a few photos, and brag to the people around her again.

Since being with Yun Ye, letting her attend various top occasions has aroused countless envious eyes from the people around her, which greatly satisfied her vanity.

"Of course." Yun Ye smiled and nodded.

At this moment, the crowd was in an uproar.

Yun Ye and Sun Xiaoyue were stunned at the same time, and followed the crowd to the gathering place.

"Strange, how come there are two "Ink Bamboo Pictures"?"

When he saw where the crowd was paying attention, Yun Ye frowned and wondered.

"What's wrong?" Sun Xiaoyue asked.

Yun Ye said: "I heard that Han Lao has a collection of Zheng Banqiao's "Ink and Bamboo Drawings", and he also came to the exhibition this time, but why are there two identical ink and bamboo drawings hanging on the wall? ”

In the early stage of the promotion of the personal exhibition, there will be special mention of the weighty paintings on display, so Yun Ye also knew in advance.

But the two "Ink Bamboo Pictures" in front of him made his second monk puzzled.

"There must be a fake." Sun Xiaoyue didn't care, she came to the exhibition purely to watch the excitement, collect and show off capital, and she didn't have any research on Chinese painting at all.

"No, Han Lao's personal exhibition is all his own ink splashing, and the copied works and authentic works are hung together for exhibition, isn't this in a hurry to be compared with Zheng Banqiao? Do you want everyone to judge him? ”

The same doubts also lingered in the minds of the crowd who stopped and rioted around them.

It is indeed unbelievable to encounter such a thing at a solo exhibition.

Although he is a master of Chinese painting and is respected by everyone, this kind of hanging his copied works and authentic works together is too arrogant in the hearts of others.

"Han Lao, is this trying to compare himself with Zheng Banqiao?"

"No, Han Laogui is a master of Chinese painting, it is absolutely impossible to be so arrogant, even if the painting is more than Zheng Banqiao, he will not do such a disrespectful thing to the ancestors."

"Han Lao, this is comparing himself to Zheng Banqiao? Did you do it on purpose? ”

……

Jiang Chen walked to the front of "Ink Bamboo Drawing", carefully looked at the two paintings, and one couldn't help but laugh.

These two paintings, one was painted by him yesterday, and the other was the one that hung on the wall the last time he visited the exhibition hall with Mu Qinger Qiaoqiao.

"No wonder I was able to attract Han Lao's attention last time, it turned out that this "Ink Bamboo Map" was copied by himself." Jiang Chen's heart was suddenly shocked.

"What are you laughing at?" Sun Xiaoyue noticed the smile on Jiang Chen's face, and said with undisguised disdain: "On such an occasion, you can't even tell the difference between yourself and your own weight, and you still have a smile?" ”

Jiang Chen was a little disgusted with Sun Xiaoyue.

The mud bodhisattva still has three points of fire, not to mention that he was ridiculed by Sun Xiaoyue one after another.

"I'm laughing, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Chen responded calmly.

"What's my business?"

Sun Xiaoyue crossed her hands on her hips and looked arrogant: "Do you know that this is the solo exhibition of Chinese painting master Han Sanqian?" The painting on this wall was painted by Han Lao himself, and you smile like this at the painting, do you look down on Han Lao's painting? ”

Hearing this, the people around him frowned and looked at Jiang Chen with displeasure.

The people who came to the exhibition came with a heart of worship, even if Han Lao hung the copy of the work and Zheng Banqiao's original work together, everyone was surprised and curious about Han Lao's purpose.

Even if you are really unhappy, you will never show it.

The status of a master of Chinese painting, how can ordinary people look down on it?

Jiang Chen's brows tightened, this woman's ability to talk nonsense is really disgusting.

Feeling the gaze of the Tao, like a man's back, Jiang Chen stepped forward and pointed to the two "Ink Bamboo Pictures" on the wall.

"I'm laughing because these two paintings are fake!"

The words are amazing, like thunder.

Everyone was stunned.

Both are fake paintings?

How can it be?

"Fart! Jiang Chen, do you really think you are an expert? How dare you make such a big statement at Han Lao's art exhibition? Will Han Lao use two fake paintings to deceive everyone? ”

Sun Xiaoyue raised her eyebrows, and said in a sharp voice: "Don't listen to him, he is the waste son-in-law of the Mu family, and he is also doing the work of delivering takeaways, how can he tell the truth of the painting?" ”

"What? A food delivery person? Is the threshold for visitors to the Berkeley exhibition hall so low? ”

"He is the waste son-in-law who joined the Mu family three years ago? No wonder it always feels familiar. ”

"Boy, be careful, this is Master Han's art exhibition, and no one is allowed to slander it at will."

……

Hearing everyone's surprise and accusation, Jiang Chen smiled bitterly.

The same experience happened once when I entered the hall gate just now.

It makes sense for a rich person to fart.

The truth that the poor say is also a fart.

Didn't these people just look at his identity and refute everything about him?

Everyone's partiality made Sun Xiaoyue raise her chin arrogantly, pointed her nostrils at Jiang Chen, and said mockingly: "If you don't go to deliver takeaways, why do you come here to make a fuss?" Don't you leave quickly, you dare to slander Master Han like this, do you want to wait for the security guards to take you out? ”

Yun Ye didn't stop it, because of Sun Xiaoyue, he also didn't like Jiang Chen, and Sun Xiaoyue was also reasonable this time.

"I'm gone, and someone is going to be unhappy." Jiang Chen's expression was calm, the clouds were light and light, he was personally invited by Han Sanqian, if he was kicked out without seeing him, with Han Sanqian's temper, wouldn't he have to be furious.

"What a big breath! Eating soft rice and delivering takeaway, do you really think of yourself as a dish? ”

Sun Xiaoyue sneered and looked around: "You are gone, who will be unhappy when you leave?" If you dare to be so disrespectful to Master Han, you are simply insulting this art exhibition, and everyone wants you to leave. ”

As soon as the words came out, everyone nodded.

A takeaway delivery is still a waste son-in-law, appearing on such an occasion simply lowers the taste of the whole art exhibition.

When did a group of upper-class people have to "go with the same stream" as a waste?

Naturally, many of the people present recognized Yun Ye, and at this time, their hearts were also towards Yun Ye and Sun Xiaoyue.

"Let's go, everyone is not embarrassed by you, you came to this place by yourself to embarrass people."

"It's not good to deliver takeaways, come here to see the exhibition of the master of Chinese painting, you have lowered the taste of the art exhibition, how can Master Han's paintings be appreciated by the bottom of society like you?"

"What Yunda's girl friend said is reasonable, you are really disrespectful to Master Han by doing this, you still have a little face when you go well, and you are thrown out by the security guards, but you will be disgraced and thrown home."

……

The words are harsh, and the words pierce the heart.

Jiang Chen smiled helplessly, the taste of such an art exhibition was indeed low enough, and he didn't want to stay any longer.

I turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, an exclamation sounded in the crowd: "Master Han is here!" ”

A crowd of people looked over.

In the distance, Han Sanqian was walking on a dragon's head, and under the support of everyone, he walked over happily.

It's different from the calm and elegant look just now, with a smile on his face.

Everyone could see that Han Sanqian was really smiling from the bottom of his heart at this time, and his eyes were squinted.

The crowd was fast, Han Sanqian, to be exact.

The wind under his feet, walked into the crowd, and excitedly took Jiang Chen's hand: "Jiang Xiaoyou, you are finally here." ”