Frederick sneered, "No one else heard." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info You don't dislike it, I'm thankful. ”

The two laughed for a while, and each was silent for a long time, and as soon as Elaine was about to open her mouth to find a topic, Frederick opened her lips and asked, "You, you like to sing very much?"

"Singing is not the most glamorous profession, and I will make my father angry when I sing. I used to live in the Alps, where the elves loved to sing. So when I got back to Wiener, I was a little unaccustomed to not being able to sing—like a fish suddenly coming ashore. Elaine curled her purple hair with her index finger, looked at Frederick and said, "The 'Forbidden Fruit' sung that day is a popular love song of the Ten Kingdoms of Elves, but I just filled in the lyrics to the melody. Elf songs are good, and it's normal for you to like them. ”

"Favorite things, but can't you use them as a career......" Frederick frowned and thought about it, as if falling into cold water, he felt Elaine's restraint and helplessness, and couldn't help but say heroically: "The words you filled in are very good, so that I can't wait to solve all the problems in the world when I listen to them." If you keep going, the most famous singers on the continent will be eclipsed in front of you. ”

Elaine bit her lip and smiled, turned her cheek on one side, and pointed the back of her head at him, not letting him see her smile: "Come on, I can't even choke words and sentences, and filling in that poem can toss me for several years, and I have revised it hundreds of times." I can't do it anymore, and if I continue to fight with the initials, I'll die. ”

Frederick looked expectantly at her fair and smooth face, expecting her to turn her head back, and said earnestly, "I will write the lyrics for you." Okay?"

Elaine couldn't help but look back at him, and when she turned her head, her purple hair flicked, which was very good-looking: "It doesn't matter how I change it?

"Yes. Frederick said honestly.

Suddenly, there was a shout from the other side of the booth: "This painting is fake! This is not Michelangelo at all!"

Frederick got up at this and looked over there, and saw a wealthy bearded merchant brazenly approaching the collection, taking a magnifying glass and scrutinizing it, and shouting. Walter looked at Frederick and shrugged helplessly, saying that he couldn't take care of it.

Frederick said to Elaine, "I'll take my leave." Then, putting on his white gloves, he walked to the booth, dragged the bearded rich businessman away from Gypsy Girl, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"This painting is a fake, I have worked with 3 Michelangelo, I have carefully studied the paint and the canvas, and the painting you are auctioning is no more than 70 years old today. The wealthy merchant with great vision grabbed Frederick's braid and relentlessly made a fuss: "Seventy years ago! Caravaggio was buried for almost half a century! Did he crawl out of his grave and paint you this 'Gypsy Girl'?"

The commotion was too big, and Filia frowned and walked over, pressing her sword with her left hand, and patting the rich merchant on the shoulder with her right hand: "You must maintain respect for His Royal Highness the Count of Bafaria, otherwise my sword will not be very respectful to you." ”

The rich merchant turned his head and saw that a beautiful white-shirted swordsman was frowning and staring at him, his long red hair coiled behind his head, and the Jin Xi sword hanging from his waist, which immediately made him understand the swordsman's bloodline and rank.

The rich merchant was a little more honest, looked at Frederick, and politely refused to give up: "You owe us an explanation for openly selling fakes at auction." ”

Lily secretly looked at Elaine in the distance, and saw the empress naughtily sticking out her tongue, and the two of them immediately knew that Frederick's sale of fakes had been exposed by the knowledgeable person.

This auction will be yellow.

Lily covered her eyes so hard that she couldn't bear to look at them anymore.

Then Frederick calmly patted the bearded man on the shoulder, and asked pityingly, "Who told you that this is Caravaggio?

"I'm talking about the next collection, Gypsy Girl, starting at 30 gold. My Honorable Highness. The butler bowed his head and replied.

The indignant beard was a little confused, so he pointed to the painting and stammered, "Isn't this Caravaggio's masterpiece......

Frederick put on his gloves and, in the midst of all his attention, carefully picked up the painting, and commanded lightly: "Turn off the lights, put on the bright light." ”

At the same time, the ten knights guarding the mansion blew out the candles in the bright hall, and the butler hurriedly trotted to bring the brazier and put it a meter behind the canvas.

When the viewer looks at each other in the pitch black, they suddenly see that when the canvas is illuminated by strong light, the traces and outlines of another painting are faintly revealed, which looks like two paintings on top of each other.

In the midst of the dancing flames, Frederick said slowly: "These are Rembrandt's early paintings. However, the canvas was precious, and Rembrandt was living in poverty in the early days, so after his custom-made painting was returned by the buyer, he angrily washed away the original painting and copied "Gypsy Girl" on the used canvas to express that his skills were not much different from Caravaggio a hundred years ago, complaining about the buyer's lack of eyes. ”

The butler carefully moves the brazier to allow the dazzling glare to penetrate the canvas from different angles, revealing the magnificent truth beneath the double layers of painting.

The audience was amazed, stood up one after another, and rushed up to observe, and immediately took a breath of excitement and immediately began to whisper.

Rembrandt was the greatest painter of the Duchy of Netherland, who had a poor early life, a brilliant middle age, and died of poverty in his later years when he pioneered a new way of painting. Later commentators left only four words for the taste of the upper class society of the time: there are eyes but no beads.

Rembrandt's early works before the age of 24 have long since disappeared, and it is difficult to find a single one. Although this painting has been overlaid by the second painting, it is still collectible.

The bearded rich merchant approached, looked at it with a magnifying glass for a long time, and determined that it was indeed a "double-layered painting", and suddenly realized that he was too anxious and had neglected to observe.

Suddenly, the lights came on, and Count Frederick carefully lowered the frame and announced calmly: "So the auction of Rembrandt's early work "The Gypsy Girl" has begun, and the starting price is 80 gold." Is there anyone bidding?"

The bearded rich businessman who had just shaken shook his body shook his body, spun around, opened his eyes and scolded: "I just paid 30 gold to start shooting, why did it double all of a sudden!"

Count Frederick glanced at him with a cold look on his face, and said with disdain: "Because I am not happy, the starting price has changed." ”

The bearded rich merchant gasped and protested angrily: "You are too willful like this!"

Frederick looked at the reluctant rich merchant, narrowed his eyes and asked, "The William family will never sell fakes." In short, the starting price is 80 gold, do you want it, or don't you?"

The bearded man opened his round eyes and shouted, "It's so infuriating! It's the first time I've seen you mess around like this!" He complained loudly in horror and continued to shout: "I want it!"

Filia looked down and laughed.

When Walter saw that even the most discerning collector of Venez had fallen into the pit, he immediately became anxious and shouted not to be left behind: "82 gold!"