The treasure connoisseur has already produced the results, "Your Excellency, your bronze wrench is only a hundred years old at most, and its value cannot be compared with this painting. ”

"Poof......" Chen Du laughed directly: "Did you hear that?" One hundred years! A hundred years old, you dare to take it out so wildly and compare it with Song Qiong's real work? ”

Song Yue'er smiled faintly: "It may be that this friend is too confident in himself." ”

Song Li raised his head, the light under the mask swept over them faintly, and suddenly sighed softly: "It's a pity." ”

There is no beginning and no tail.

Song Yue'er couldn't hold back: "What do you pity for?" ”

Song Li's desolate fingertips swept over the painting, laughed, and said lightly: "It's a pity that none of these two paintings is genuine." ”

"Your Excellency can't talk nonsense!" Before Song Yue'er and Chen Du could speak, the treasure connoisseur frowned first.

Today, one by one, people came and said that the items he identified as real were fake!

It's a slap in the face!

If he really made a mistake in identification, he wouldn't be able to get along in the treasure world in the future!

Song Li let out a low chuckle in his throat and raised his chin: "You put the painted seal under the light and look at it horizontally." ”

The treasure connoisseur frowned, but his hand did as she said, and found that in this angle, the seal was two-layered, and then a fine blue light was refracted in the middle.

He steamed it, threw it down and went to look at another, which also had a blue light.

He was a little stunned, looked at it repeatedly, and disbelief gradually appeared on his face, and his mouth kept muttering: "How can this be?" Impossible, how could it be ......"

"What could not be?" Song Yue'er frowned, reached out and took the painting from his hand to look at it, "There is no problem with this seal and paper, this painting is definitely not fake!" ”

The reaction of the treasure connoisseur was so strong that not only the people on the stage, but also the people around the audience probed their brains, curious like a cat scratching their hearts.

Shen Du also felt inexplicable, reached out and took the painting in Song Yue'er's hand, followed the movements of the treasure connoisseur to look at the seal, frowned, and said disapprerovitically: "Isn't it just a little blue?" ”

Song Li leaned on the stone pillar in the middle of the high platform, his arms were wrapped around his chest, and he was a little hanging, raised his eyebrows, and smiled evilly: "At first glance, Your Excellency is illiterate." ”

"Who do you say ......?"

"Young Master Shen!"

When Shen Du was about to get angry, the treasure connoisseur spoke, his face was extremely ugly: "Song Zong has been dead for more than a hundred years, and there was no such double-layer seal in that era, let alone the color that only appeared under the light at a special angle......"

As soon as he said this, it meant that he had made a mistake in the previous identification!

Belong to your own smash your own signboard! Slap yourself in the face!

But this kind of big problem has been discovered, and he doesn't admit it himself, and when others come to debunk it, he will become a joke in the treasure world!

"How can this be fake?" Song Yue'er's face was ugly, and she looked at Shen Du: "What's going on?" ”

Shen Du's face was even more ugly: "Impossible! When pigs fly! Maybe the craftsmen were already very good at that time? ”

That's the ancient dynasty! This is the 3D intelligent technology of computer synthesis!

The treasure connoisseur's mouth opened a few times and asked Song Li, "Why do you know that the seal is wrong?" ”

"Because ......" Song Li hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and said casually: "This is what I painted~"

“……”

Not only these people on the stage, but also the group of people in the audience, even Wen Qingxuan and others, were stunned when they heard this.

"I advise Your Excellency not to be too arrogant!" The old man stood up again and said coldly: "This painting is a treasure of the Qingshan Society, if it is fake, how can our president collect it!" ”

Song Li smiled casually: "Perhaps, have you ever thought that this is what I gave to Chen Jinnan?" ”

The old man's face changed: "Don't be ashamed! ”

Song Li was not angry, he was cold, and asked Xue Xun sideways: "Do you have paper and pen?" ”

Xue Xun was slightly stunned, and then nodded: "Yes." ”

Miss spoke, if not, there must be!

The pen and paper came quickly, and the ink inkstone was spread on the exhibition table on the high platform.

"What? Would you like to draw a picture of the scene? Chen Du sneered, a thing that didn't know where it came from, and dared to spread wild on his head?

Song Li didn't even look at him, in front of everyone's eyes, his sleeves were lightly pulled, his pen was dipped in ink, and he drew it on the white paper.

The hundreds of people in the Doubao Building all held their breath, and some who really couldn't help it, all walked down from the stands and approached the high platform, wanting to watch it up close.

Bai Ting was a little sluggish: "Miss, she doesn't really want to draw a picture on the spot, right?" ”

I didn't expect it: "My boss still has this hand?" ”

Hitting a snake and hitting seven inches, sure enough, it was her temper, Wen Qingxuan's eyes flashed with a smile, and she shook her head helplessly, but didn't say anything.

Half an hour later, Song Li simply put away the pen, picked up the paper, dusted it, and dried the ink on it.

On the paper is a picture of mountains and rivers, dragons and phoenixes, exactly the same as the one Song Yue'er took out!

Can't even find fault in the details!

"This ...... Even if the master paints such a picture, it will have to be a day, two days, and several days, right? ”

"I rely on ...... for this composition"

"I kind of believe what he just said that those two paintings were painted by her......"

Everyone who came up and saw it was shocked.

Even the old man was shocked, and his cloudy eyes trembled.

"It's great that you can imitate?" Chen Du didn't believe that the painting he scolded Song Yue'er was fake, he blackened his face and reached out to grab the painting that Song Ligang had just painted.

It's just that before he could touch his hand, he was grabbed by Xue Xun and warned in a cold voice: "Doesn't Young Master Chen take Doubaolou in his eyes?" ”

Song Yue'er's face was even more ugly, she followed Chen Du here today to make a name for herself, not to be ashamed!

She lost her previous gentle appearance, and sneered: "It's just painting, as long as people with a little skill can imitate it, my grandfather's paintings, can an outsider evaluate the authenticity of his paintings?" ”

Tsk, it seems that it was still merciful before!

Song Li laughed and gestured not far away, and Bai Ting immediately understood when he saw it, and sent her backpack over.

It's a backpack she usually carries with her wherever she goes.

I opened the zipper, felt inside for a long time, and found a square seal.

He didn't get any mud on it, but he sighed at it through the mask, and put his backhand on the painting he had just painted.

The cursive writing of the three characters "Song Qiongzhen" is imprinted on the paper.

"This ...... It turned out to be exactly the same as Song Qiong's handwriting......"

"If it weren't for the old man who painted it with his own eyes, I would definitely think that Song Qiong was really alive......"

"Song Qiong is really alive, this is!"

The people who were shocked were all elderly people, and they had been fortunate enough to see Song Qiong's real works before!

An old man trembled and asked, "May I ask this master, where did you study?" Can it be named? ”

Art is such a thing, first of all, you must have yourself, so that you can imitate others and capture the essence of others!

There is no doubt that this "Song Qiongzhen is alive" is absolutely amazing!

Be the master of this sound!

"Nameless." Song Li smiled politely at the old man, and squinted at the dark-colored and dull Song Yue'er.

The corners of his lips hooked coldly, picked up the drawing paper, shook off the ink, slapped it into Song Yueer's arms, and said casually: "This one, it's free for Miss, if you need to borrow Song Qiong's real name to deceive people next time, you can come to me, how much does this 'real handiwork' have~"

The implication of the words is that Song Yue'er came here today with Song Qiong's true handiwork to fight fake and announce her identity, but in fact, the fake is fake, and she is deceiving people.

After speaking, Song Li casually threw the seal to Bai Ting, and stepped down from the stage with both hands.