"Monkeys?"

"Yes. Two monkeys."

"Two monkeys?!"

"Yes!"

"Who drew it?"

"Nobody."

"Where?"

"Northern Song Dynasty!"

After a few more pauses, the giant man's voice came again: "Can you win?"

"Report. I don't know."

Suddenly.

There was a force in my ass that was neither light nor heavy.

"Except if you know how to fish, you will only say that you don't know."

I didn't reply!

Not only did I not reply, but I moved my chair to the front so that the giant behind me could no longer kick my ass.

I'm secretly seriously resentful!

Such a big purple-robed guy actually kicked my ass!

What's the festival!

As the minutes passed, the atmosphere on the field became more and more solemn.

At this time, there were a few more people around the big case.

Tang Daoyuan, the president of Xileng, the current president of the Shenzhou Painting Academy, the owner of Baorong Zhai, and the only half-humanities master Feng Changqing I admire have been invited to the stage by Xie Yuanhong.

Seven current masters and masters all appraised a painting, and this scene was unprecedented.

As time passed, the murmur in the hug pu fasting began to grow louder.

With each second that passed, the sound became louder.

And every second that passed, the Xia family's worries became more and more serious.

The voice became louder and louder, and the Xia family began to lose their stability.

Even an idiot can see how heavy that painting weighs if it can make the seven grandmasters collectively observe and appraise for more than ten minutes without conclusiveness!

However, the Xia family still strongly maintained the composure of the main family!

The Xia family is not calm, it's really not good!

After all, this prince's mansion belongs to theirs.

They also did this treasure fight!

Their stray dog, which was used as a flag for the sacrifice of killing, was also dragged by them!

The scene is a little weird.

Obviously, it was a flag-sacrificing ceremony to welcome the return of the old lady of the Xia family effortlessly, but judging from the current situation, it seems to be ......

Some are less than ideal.

It seems that I, the flag dog of Wang Debiao, have hard bones and are not easy to cut!

The more time passes, the faces of everyone in the Xia family will be darker.

In addition to the black, there is also panic!

Later, several notaries also came to the stage without regard to their identities and joined the screening and observation army.

"Northern Song Dynasty paintings!"

"Oh my God!"

"It's from the Northern Song Dynasty!"

Suddenly, the earth-shattering roar of the owner of the second pot suddenly exploded, turning into a monstrous wave that exploded the audience!

Boom Boom!

Countless people got up in horror and wanted to rush forward, and countless people screamed and rushed into the queue.

When this scene came out, not only everyone at the scene couldn't stop it, but even Shen Yuming and Xu Chunxiang couldn't help but twist their bodies.

Xia Erjian on the opposite side jumped up and was about to rush to the stage, but was forced back by Guo Hong with the most stern eyes.

The celebrities of the family, who still maintained their form, sat firmly, but unconsciously stretched the neck of the mouse and duck.

At this moment, the old vile voice sounded: "Silence!"

The old despicable is a great grandmaster-level ancestor, and he follows the law.

The hall that was as noisy as a vegetable market was restored to its tranquility in just a few seconds.

Within two minutes, there was no sound around.

Everyone's eyes were cast on the stage.

Outcome!

It's out!

"Mr. Tong. I have a few questions for you."

It was Dean Xie Yuanhong who spoke.

National Day Golden Week, a painting made by this master when he was in his prime, in Guardian

More than 30 million were photographed, creating the highest record for a living master's painting.

Well.

The paintings of the old lady Xie Yuanhong have been clearly stipulated and are strictly forbidden to leave the country.

"Excuse me."

"Where did you get this painting?"

"Answer to the old man's words. digging in the rubble."

Antique identification, asking about the origin of the item is the basis of the exercise.

"The one who restored it...... What does it have to do with you?"

"Academician Leopard, I and I are old friends."

There was a buzz again.

Xie Yuanhong looked at me from a distance with reading glasses: "Who else has seen this painting?"

"Hallym Temple. Dean Lao Dao, Academician Luo Ting."

When these words came out, the Xia family changed color in unison.

"Oh......"

Xie Yuanhong seemed to be a little interested, a slight weird smile appeared on his shriveled and wrinkled old face, and his cloudy old eyes swept away on Guo Hong's face, and he shouted, "What do they say?"

I quietly responded, "They, tell me to invite them to dinner."

Hearing this, the audience was completely silent.

"Then you don't have a name for this painting that you don't have a lot of money for?"

"Nope!"

After a pause, I said quietly, "If it is convenient for the elders, please help me name them." I'll ask the old man to eat."

Countless people stared at me with wide eyes, all with strange looks.

"I named this painting?"

"Yes! In today's world, the only person who can be qualified to name this painting is your old ...... One person."

Soar down!

The old despicable clenched his crutches!

The eyes of the Xia family suddenly erupted with fire, and their eyes were cracked!

Xie Yuanhong stared at me for a few seconds, tilted his head and looked at the old despicable and the old lady Fan.

Receiving a response from the two old men, Xie Yuanhong beckoned to Guo Hong: "Boss. Come and take a look at Yuan Rongzang's paintings."

"And you. Horses are built."

The word Yuan Rong burst out, and Shen Yuming's complexion changed suddenly.

Xu Chunxiang was shocked and suddenly burst out with two fine lights, followed by the most remorseful and remorseful face.

When Xia Erjian heard this, the whole person was stunned!

The thin man Ma Jianjian immediately turned around and bent over, and followed Guo Hong to the stage.

Guo Hong took the scroll that had already closed the gate with both hands, put on his glasses and looked down, and there was already an extra handkerchief covering his mouth and nose with his left hand.

Based on this alone, I can judge that Guo Hong is also a master.

The technique of Guo Hong's next painting also proved my speculation.

Each of the ancient paintings of the Northern Song Dynasty is a swan song, and there are only two or three hundred Northern Song Dynasty paintings still alive in the world.

Therefore, after the judges finished reading it, the painting was immediately closed by Xie Yuanhong.

Guo Hongkai's painting technique is very unique, and he is not known how many times more professional than the two cynical second goods of the leopard head and Luo Sloppy.

Guo Hong, who was wearing gloves, pressed the little finger of his right hand on the scroll, and gently pushed his thumb on the scroll.

With the push of the thumb, the right hand holds the scroll and spreads it twenty centimeters.