Gu Lianlian stiffened her head and retorted without confidence: "Is this a matter of sticking to one's own opinion?" You also like to appreciate calligraphy and painting, don't you know that appraising calligraphy and painting requires a rigorous heart for the work?

I don't know if mistaking an authentic painting for an imitation is an insult to the author?

What's more, I am also responsible for Uncle Qiao, this is a priceless authentic painting, in case it is sold as an imitation by Uncle Qiao in the future, are you responsible for the economic losses caused to Uncle Qiao? ”

Jian Xiaoshan sneered: "It's as if this imitation painting is the real thing." ”

"It's the real thing, not the like!"

Gu Lianlian insisted on her own opinion so much that Qiao Zhihua was unsure.

"Daughter-in-law of the Mo family, are you really sure?" I bought this imitation painting for 10,000 yuan. ”

Gu Lianlian had no confidence to hold on: "Uncle Qiao, this oil painting is absolutely valuable, there is no harm in appraising it more, if the appraisal result is the same as mine, you will make a fortune." ”

Qiao Zhihua's eyes lit up: "I'll immediately call the S City Art Museum and find a few more people to identify it." ”

Gu Lianlian's super cowardly voice: "Hmm." ”

Jian Xiaoshan was speechless: "Uncle Qiao, you really believe your cousin's words, be careful that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment." I'm sure that this painting is definitely not genuine, don't you even believe Grandpa Jing's judgment? ”

As soon as Jian Xiaoshan's words fell, Old Man Jing, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "Really...... I think it's the real thing, so you have people send the painting to the museum and have them identify it with X-rays and infrared. ”

Jian Xiaoshan almost knocked her chin, Old Man Jing, are you serious?

Qiao Zhihua was already excited: "Yes, yes, yes, I'll ask someone to take it for identification now." ”

If it is identified as true, then Qiao Zhihua thinks that it is impossible for him to close his mouth even if he laughs for three days.

The onlookers were stupid.

"It's really fake, even Old Man Jing didn't identify it for the first time, but the daughter-in-law of the Mo family can see at a glance that it is genuine?"

"I don't know if it's true or not, if it's genuine, then the daughter-in-law of the Mo family is amazing!"

"Who knows, if you send it to the art museum for identification, it won't be possible to have an answer in a few days."

At this time, another voice suddenly sounded in the lively hall: "Wait a minute, I'll take a look." ”

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see a white-skinned and blue-eyed, foreigner in his sixties walking out of the crowd.

"Who is this foreigner?"

The foreigner blew himself up: "I am Leonard, the director of the Museum of Fine Arts in London, and I have studied Botticelli's works quite a bit, so I'll see if it's an authentic work or an imitation." ”

Old Man Jing took a step sideways and asked Curator Leonard to identify it.

Gu Lianlian left the crowd and ran towards Mo Shaozhen, who was sitting on the main seat of the banquet hall and entering the realm of selflessness to read the script.

The delicate body suddenly bumped into the man's hard arms, and then hugged his arm.

"Husband, husband, if I make a fool of myself, you must protect me, you know?"

"What's going on?" Mo Shaozhen lowered his head and looked at the girl who crashed into his arms.

Such a big thing happened in the banquet hall, and her husband didn't even know it, is the script so charming?

Gu Lianlian hugged the man's arm: "In short, you have to make me infinitely beautiful today, and I can't become the laughing stock of everyone, you know?" ”

"Who would dare to make you a laughing stock?" Mo Shaozhen's deep eyes instantly surfaced a dark color of heaven there is a way, you don't go, hell has no door and is about to come, and hugged her into his arms like a pillow.

[Good night, PK period for recommendation votes~]