Facing the mocking eyes of the people around her, Judy was a little embarrassed, but Jun Chengzong did not show anything unusual at all.

I saw Jun Chengzong with an extremely confident smile on his face, just standing opposite Zhen Xuelan, and it seemed that he was not inferior to the female boss of the auction house.

Zhen Xuelan saw that Jun Chengzong had fallen into such a situation, and she still maintained her demeanor, and she was a little unsure of the other party's details for a while.

Not only Zhen Xuelan, but also those onlookers next to her.

Originally, they just hated Judy, a troublemaker, so they came over with the mentality of watching the excitement, but at this time, seeing Jun Chengzong standing in front of Zhen Xuelan so confidently, facing the low ridicule of the people around him, his face did not change at all, and several people around him had already begun to guess Jun Chengzong's identity.

Of course, Jun Chengzong couldn't hear the whispers of the people around him, he turned his head and swept his gaze over the people around him who were watching the excitement.

Perhaps because he was a little unsure of Jun Chengzong's identity, the people who were swept by Jun Chengzong's gaze stopped talking for a moment, and the entire exhibition hall instantly fell silent.

Jun Chengzong seemed to be very satisfied with this result, turned his head back, and looked at Zhen Xuelan, who was a little shorter than himself.

"Of course, it's okay to ask us out, but before I do, I'll first correct you about oil painting." Jun Chengzong said calmly.

As soon as she heard Jun Chengzong's words, Zhen Xuelan suddenly frowned slightly, the corners of her mouth trembled, and she didn't say anything.

However, Zhen Xuelan didn't speak, but the surrounding onlookers blew up all of a sudden.

You must know that Zhen Xuelan is the leading art collector in this city, and her attainments in artworks, especially oil paintings, can be called an expert, even if there is a problem, how can it be the turn of an ignorant layman to correct it?

The exhibition hall, which had been calmed down by Jun Chengzong's glance, boiled again.

A man in a suit and leather shoes whispered to his wife, who accompanied him to the exhibition: "I can't help myself." ”

The other middle-aged man who looked a little older shook his head lightly and muttered: "I originally thought it was a character, but I didn't expect this tone to be really small!" ”

There are many voices of doubt like this, and even Judy, who is a little skeptical about Jun Chengzong.

"George," Judy gently tugged at the corner of Jun Chengzong's coat and whispered, "We have already got what we want, there is no need to dwell on it." ”

However, Jun Chengzong did not pay attention to these doubts.

"The Dutch painter you just mentioned, Adrian Peterz van der Fanny, is indeed one of the representatives of Western Baroque art, and his paintings are also fully displayed, so that the picture produces a unified and harmonious effect like a stage set is the characteristic of Baroque painting."

"But," Jun Chengzong paused, looked at Zhen Xuelan without squinting, and continued, "This "Me in 1960" is not Adrian's work at all, and the year of creation is also wrong. ”

Hearing Jun Chengzong say this, Zhen Xuelan frowned, and glanced at the "Me in 1960" next to her with a little emptiness.

"Oh?" But then, Zhen Xuelan snorted lightly and said, "How do I know if you're talking nonsense?" ”

Perhaps having already guessed Zhen Xuelan's reaction, the corners of Jun Chengzong's mouth raised a subtle arc, and he said: "This "Me in 1960" is a work created by the Belgian expressionist baroque master James Ensor in 1888. ”

Well?

Hearing Jun Chengzong say this, not only Zhen Xuelan, but even the onlookers behind were in an uproar.

A few people even took out their mobile phones and started searching for this "James Ensor".

"This ...... Is this actually true?! In the crowd, a young man was the first to find the relevant information about the painting from his mobile phone, and it was not at all different from what Jun Chengzong said.

And the woman dressed as a noble lady standing a little back didn't want to be involved in this excitement at all, but when she heard Jun Chengzong say this at this time, she hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, glanced at the painting "Me in 1960", and immediately sighed lightly: "With such an obvious painting style, how could Xue Lan make such a low-level mistake......

Many onlookers suddenly stood in awe of Jun Chengzong, and even looked at Jun Chengzong's eyes differently than before.

And Zhen Xuelan muttered James Ensol's name twice, her eyes suddenly froze, and when she looked at Jun Chengzong again, the momentum of the whole person instantly weakened.

The ingenuity of James Ensor's bizarre imagination of masks and skeletons was widely recognized in European oddity in the 20s, leading to the knighthood of the king and paving the way for surrealism in later generations.

Although Zhen Xuelan still doesn't know if this painting is as Jun Chengzong thought, but in terms of the style of this painting alone, at least James Ensol didn't run away.

However, just when Zhen Xuelan had not yet come out of the shock, Jun Chengzong had already dragged Judy out of the St. Burleigh auction, leaving a whole exhibition hall of people who did not come out in shock.

"Hey......" When Zhen Xuelan reacted and chased out the door, Jun Chengzong was nowhere to be seen.

At this time, the two security guards also followed out, standing behind Zhen Xuelan respectfully.

"You guys, now go and check the identities of those two people immediately, I'm going to use them." Zhen Xuelan looked at the traffic coming and going on the street, and said to the two security guards behind her.

……

Jun Chengzong and Judy got in the car and left directly after they came out, anyway, the information they needed was already there, and the rest of the things were much easier.

In fact, according to common sense, Jun Chengzong has no need to make this head, but he needs to confirm whether the painting "The Shaver" is the one in question.

Therefore, Jun Chengzong stood in front of everyone, looking like he was angry for Judy, but in fact, he clearly felt the breath of the mysterious spirit contained in the "Shaver" through the dice on his wrist.

"The problem is with the 'Head Shaver,'" Jun Chengzong said as he drove the car, "and after the exhibition of the first collectibles tonight, we will go in and destroy the painting." ”

This painting will be auctioned the next day, and Jun Chengzong and they have no money now, and there is no possibility of participating in the auction to auction it, so they can only steal it.

However, Judy was clearly not thinking about it.

With a slightly troubled look on her face, Judy muttered, "George, if you didn't need to confirm it at the time, would you stand up and stop them for me?" ”

"Huh?" Jun Chengzong didn't expect Judy to ask such a question, and couldn't help but look at Judy with an inexplicable expression.

"It's okay......" Judy seemed to be a little absent-minded, turned her head away, looked out the car window, and was silent.