When Liu Lingshuang saw Fei Kai like this, her eyes rolled a few times, and she immediately thought of a way to deal with him, deliberately opened the painting, shook it a few times in front of his eyes, and said while shaking:

"It's a good painting, but if you don't look at it, you won't have to look at it. ”

Fei Kairen is old and refined, how could he not know that Liu Lingshuang was deliberately teasing himself, he didn't want to see it, but after watching the paintings all his life, he had already developed an occupational disease, and his eyes couldn't help but glance.

"Ahh

It didn't matter if Fei Kai glanced at it, the whole person jumped up from the sofa as if he had been electrified.

"Show me this picture!"

"This is Zhang Po's painting, what's so beautiful?" Liu Lingshuang put the painting away, "The big red robe just tastes, Grandpa Fei, you have good tea, I can't miss it." ”

"Ouch!"

"My aunt and grandmother, how wrong is it or not?"

"Quick! show me the drawing!"

Fei Kai is lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot, just now he said that he didn't want to see this painting, but now he wants to see it, but Liu Lingshuang won't give it.

"No!"

"It's not a good drawing!"

"Let's have tea!"

Liu Lingshuang won't let Fei open so easily.

"You say, what conditions do you have? ”

Fei Kai was helpless, if it was an ordinary painting, it would be forgotten, just glanced at it, and found that it seemed to be the painting of a painter he was most familiar with or his favorite, so that there were hundreds of insects crawling in Y County, and he couldn't stand it at all.

"Grandpa Fei, you said it yourself. Liu Lingshuang's eyes rolled a few times, and said with a smile, "I still have a good idea now, and I'll talk to you when I think about it." ”

"Okay!"

"No problem!"

Fei Kai had no reason not to agree, and nodded hurriedly.

Liu Lingshuang opened the painting and paved it, feeling a little nervous, Fei Kai's calligraphy and painting are not very good, just ordinary, but his vision is definitely a master in the circle, which is also the fundamental reason why he can become the director of the Ninghua City Museum.

"This painting...... This painting ...... This painting ...... How can this be......"

Fei Kai looked at the painting, muttering to himself, like a madman, and his hand even stroked the painting gently, as if it was not a painting at all but a peerless beauty.

"Grandpa Fei, what do you mean by that?"

Liu Lingshuang's heart was raised at once, how could Fei Kai's reaction be so strange, and what did "how could this be" mean? Could it be that there is something wrong with this painting?

Fei Kai didn't answer Liu Lingshuang's words, continued to look at the painting, and in the end, he took a high-powered magnifying glass to look at inch by inch, and it took more than two hours to finish reading.

Liu Lingshuang was very nervous at first, but when she saw Fei Kai looking at it so seriously, her heart let go - this painting has a play, otherwise Fei Kai would not have looked at it so carefully.

"Ling Shuang, why do you have this painting?"

Fei Kai sat on the sofa and rubbed his brows, he was old and his energy was not good, and he felt tired after watching the paintings for several hours in a row.

"I think this painting has Tang Bohu's technique and style. ”

Liu Lingshuang poured a cup of tea and handed it to Fei Kai.

Fei Kai took the tea, took a sip, and recovered a lot.

"This painting has Tang Bohu's technique and style, which is too conservative to say, and it is not more than that. Fei Kai thought for a while, and seemed to hesitate a little, but immediately continued, "This painting was painted by Tang Bohu, so it is not accurate to say this, in other words, this painting is exactly the same as Tang Bohu's painting, and the chaos is no longer enough to describe." ”

Fei Kai's words sounded a little contradictory, but Liu Lingshuang understood it at once.

"Grandpa Fei, do you mean that this painting is exactly the same as Tang Bohu's painting?"

Fei Kai nodded, what Liu Lingshuang said was what he meant, in his opinion, the lady in front of him was painted by Tang Bohu, but whether it was ink or paper, it was new, it felt like Tang Bohu had crossed over and painted a painting, this situation was really weird.

"Grandpa Fei, this painting was painted by a painter I hired, I can't tell his level, so I'll show it to you. Liu Lingshuang thought for a while, and then said, "What I want to know is, if this painting is taken out and sold, will anyone want it?"

"How could it not be?"

"Definitely, and it will sell for a good price!"

Fei Kai didn't hesitate, what kind of joke, Tang Bohu is simply a symbol of the literati, how can this be that no one wants it?

Liu Lingshuang was sure that Wang Tian's painting was gone.

"Ling Shuang, I have a few old friends coming over in a few days, and I will call the person who painted this painting when the time comes. ”

When Liu Lingshuang heard this, she immediately agreed, this was obviously an opportunity for Wang Tian to make a name for herself, how could she refuse.

"But there are conditions. Fei Kai pointed to the painting spread out on the table, "This one is left to me." ”

Liu Lingshuang naturally didn't agree, she knew that Fei Kai was also a busy person, so she left the painting behind and left.

As soon as Liu Lingshuang left, Fei Kai picked up his mobile phone and started calling.

"Old immortal, I recently got a good painting. ”

......

"Tang Bohu's true handiwork!"

"What? I don't believe it, aren't we going to have dinner together in a few days?"

"I'll take it with you, so you can see it!"

......

"It's really Tang Bohu's real work!"

"You said I was blinded!?How about we make a bet? Bet on the jar of tea in your cupboard!"

......

"I'm an honest person, how can I deceive people?"

"What? You say I'm an old liar?"

"I'm going to have to show you a long time!"

......

After Fei Kai made a phone call, the old man showed a tricky smile on his face, then walked to the table where the painting was placed, looked at it for a while, turned around and opened a cabinet in the corner, took out some bottles and cans, and began to carefully process the painting.

As time passed, if anyone had a side, their eyes would have widened in surprise, and the paper had become "yellow" and seemed to have gone through a long history.

"You have to make up a payment. ”

"No! My words are not good, I can't make it up, and if I make it up, it will be easy to leak out. ”

"Chapters can't be used either!"

Fei Kai muttered, the movements of his hands were not slow at all, took out a special lamp, turned it on, and slowly roasted the painting.

......

Liu Lingshuang returned to Qingfeng Bookstore after leaving the museum, she came to Fei Kai this time just to identify Wang Tian's paintings, who knew that there was an unexpected joy, the party that Fei Kai said was all some old painters, once Wang Tian's paintings could be recognized by them, they would go out as soon as they became famous, and they didn't have to worry about it at all.

"It seems that Wang Tian has to paint a few more paintings. ”

Liu Lingshuang sat on the sofa, silently thinking about the next thing, she originally thought that it would take a while for Wang Tian to become famous, but now it seems very simple, and she has a feeling of being helped.