The noise stopped, he turned to face the crowd of onlookers where Su Deng was, "Listen to me, big guy, I, Yao, am a graduate student who graduated from the National Academy of Arts and Arts, and I was admitted with the first place that year, and I have a certificate!" I take the credibility guarantee of the paintings in this store, all of them are genuine, otherwise, if someone present identifies the fake paintings, I Yao will regress from then on, and words count! ”

"Good!" Out of nowhere, there was a cheer.

Su Deng was pushed forward by the crowd surging behind, and as she stood firm, the crowd around her was excited, raising their hands and shouting to show their support.

Seeing this, the man who looked like the boss smiled handily, "This is the end of the matter, what else do you have to say, hurry up, if you continue to make trouble, I will call the police." ”

He turned around with the painting and was about to leave, but the man with a handsome face raised his voice and said, "Slow." The voice was neither humble nor overbearing, but it was as quiet as a ravine, so that everyone present unconsciously quieted down and listened attentively, "As we all know, Lu Manman is an excellent oil painting genius in China, she became famous at a young age because she was good at painting jasmine, but she gradually disappeared after she got married. ”

The man walked up to the boss, his eyes flashed, and finally fixed on the painting in his hand, "The reason why oil painting is called oil painting is because the pigment used in it is extracted from minerals, and at the end of the painting there is a layer of varnish, so the painting is very easy to preserve, and it does not need to be framed by a mirror to keep out the air." ”

The boss licked his dry lips with his tongue, and the man seemed to see through his heart, and continued: "For example, the Mona Lisa's Smile, which has been on display in the Louvre for a hundred years, has never been framed with a mirror. So may I ask, why is the "Three Jasmines" in your hand framed with a mirror? ”

The words landed, and the crowd exchanged heads and ears like birds gathering.

"He seems to have a point......

"I don't know, it's true or not......"

The chatter was like a tidal wave.

The boss looked at the man who was staring at him like an eagle, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Listen to me, since this is the case, Yao will not hide it, everyone knows that Lu Manman disappeared from the domestic painting scene more than ten years ago, some people say that she went abroad, and the painting in my hand was purchased from a foreign collector." The painting was shipped back from abroad, such a precious thing, for the sake of insurance, of course, it must be framed well, so as not to bump and collide on the road. ”

Seeing that everyone nodded, the boss wiped the sweat on his head, and a vague smile appeared on his drooping face, "You use this to attack me, saying that my painting is fake, it is too uninteresting, I will now officially tell you that you have committed defamation against my painting business!" ”

The corners of the handsome man's mouth curled up in an arc, and his eyes were lazy, as if he was watching a monkey show, "Selling fake paintings is suspected of violating the law and committing crimes, and the amount is between 200,000 and 500,000 yuan, and the maximum sentence is seven years in prison." He took a step further and approached the boss, "And the "Three Jasmines" in your hand, the reserve price of the auction started ten years ago was exactly 200,000 yuan. ”

The boss swallowed in disbelief, "What are you talking about, the painting in my hand is real." ”

The man applauded, and the crisp sound seemed to praise his courage, "Still unrepentant, aren't you?" Then I will go to prison for the rest of my life to sell paintings. ”

"You ......"

The man turned his toes and faced the crowd of onlookers, "Everyone in the world knows that Lu Manman is good at painting jasmine, but what you probably don't know is that before she paints, she is used to painting branches first, and then jasmine. ”

"Ridiculous." The boss said loudly: "All of Lu Manman's paintings about jasmine have never seen only the petals, not the branches. ”

"Of course, you can't see the branches that are covered by the intense color of the petals, so you have to scan them with X-rays." The handsome man's momentum was not weak, his eyes drifted to everyone, and he was obviously stunned when he swept over Su Deng, and then showed a knowing smile at her.

In '08, "Three Jasmines" was indeed bought by a collector in country S, but he soon donated the painting to a local museum, where technicians X-rayed the canvas and discovered the branches hidden beneath the petals. This fact was immediately reported, but because the museum experienced a fire soon after, and "Three Jasmines" disappeared, few people knew about it. ”

The boss shrieked, "Then how would you know!" ”

"Because ......" a controlling smile appeared on his lips again, and the handsome man turned to look at him as if he were looking at a ghost who had been sentenced to death, "I am the buyer of the donated paintings, and the report on "Three Jasmines" can still be searched on the museum's official website, but it happened too early, and it will take some effort to find out." ”

"No, it's impossible, how can there be such a coincidence, you must be lying!" The boss took a few steps back.

The man seemed to be tired of such an eagle catching chickens, and put his hands in his trouser pockets, "You art specialty must have an X-ray scanner, we'll know at a glance." ”

"You are spewing blood, you ......" The boss hugged the painting, saw countless pairs of questioning eyes looking at him, and shouted to the security guard.

Suddenly, two or three middle-aged men in blue uniforms rushed out from behind him, stopping the crowd that was moving forward like a wave.

In the shade of the trees.

Su Deng finally squeezed out, and when he patted his chest and panted, he suddenly heard the air vibrate, and there were several piercing alarms.

At the same time, the handsome man standing not far from her raised his mobile phone, his thin lips twitching, "...... Marine, block the back door......"

As if he had a sense of his mind, he looked at her through the alternating flashing red and blue lights, and the corners of his eyes were downward, bending in a beautiful arc.

In the sound of a more violent heartbeat, he approached and stretched out his hand to her, "Hello, although we have met several times at the gate of H, I think it's not too late to meet now, my name is Song Chen." ”

Su Deng's voice was hoarse, she had too many questions to ask, and at the moment she was sticking to the warm palm, but she only said, "...... Su lantern. ”

Twelve years, from kindergarten to university, what a distant situation, how many important moments and happy years in life are wrapped in it, and at these years when she should only be struggling to study, she is separated from her closest people to the ends of the world by her mother.

"You, you've seen me...... Lu Manman, right? Su Deng asked almost tremblingly.

Song Chen's eyes drooped slightly, as if he was missing some beautiful moment, "Miss Lu...... The most intellectually elegant lady I've ever met, she's an angel......" he shook his head, his gaze cleared again, "I'm sorry, I mean, she's an angel in the eyes of many. ”