"Anchor, don't be fussy, tell us the principle of painting directly..."

"Anchor, please say it directly..."

"The anchor should, don't hold yourself, otherwise it's easy to prostate!"

The barrage of netizens in the live broadcast room was like water, and on the other side, Expert Wang's face was no longer as calm as when he approached before, his eyes looked directly at Chu Ang, and he said in a deep voice, "What do you want to say?" Do you want to say that this painting is a fake? ”

"Huh...," Chu Ang chuckled, "yes, it's an imitation?" ”

"What? What do you say? ”

"You've honked so much before, and now you say he's a fake?"

"Since it's a fake, what did you say earlier?"

"Brothers, pay attention to the question, the anchor is talking about imitations?"

"This doesn't mean the same thing, as we all know, imitation is fake, fake is imitation, there is no difference!"

"I don't think it's that simple!"

"Anchor, I was also the top student in the college entrance examination back then, and now I have to say that you successfully wrapped me in!"

“……”

Chu Ang knew what netizens were wondering, smiled slightly, and officially revealed the final answer, "Although his "stupid son" is not very talented, Wenlin uses his tutor and good patience and connections to help his son! ”

"If there is no Wenlin, how can Wen Zhengming go from being dull and mediocre step by step to making up for clumsiness, and growing step by step, all of this father Wenlin can be said to have contributed a lot!"

"In 1499, Wen Zhengming was 30 years old this year, Wenlin died of illness in the prefect of Wenzhou, and it was not until after his death that the local people found out that this honest and honest parent official was actually poor, and there was no Wenzhou property in the relics, and even a pair of cloth shoes were brought from his hometown!"

"By the time Wen Zhengming rushed to Wenzhou from Suzhou with the doctor, Wenlin had been dead for three days, and the local officials and citizens couldn't bear it, so they volunteered to raise money to hold a funeral for Wenlin!"

"Whether his father Wen Lin is a person or his help to Wen Zhengming, Wen Zhengming respects, admires, and worships his father from the heart!"

"It wasn't until many years later that Wen Zhengming, who was in his twilight years and had already become famous, suddenly found an unfinished painting scroll of his father when he was packing up his father's relics..."

"Seeing things and thinking about things, the past is like smoke, and the scenes appear in front of me, I can't help but have tears in my eyes, and cry suddenly, so Wen Zhengming misses his father and makes up for this painting for his father!"

As he spoke, Chu Ang touched the scroll.

The next moment, the information is immediate!

[Object: Wen Zhengming's supplement to the full text of the forest landscape painting]

[Material: Paper]

[Production time: 1550]

[Market value: 20 million]

Seeing the information given by the system, Chu Ang knew that he had guessed correctly.

In 1550, Wen Zhengming was only 9 years away from his death (Wen Zhengming died in 1559), and on an occasional day, his father's relics reappeared in front of him.

Thinking of his father's teachings, his father's personality, and his father's help to himself, the old man in his twilight years burst into tears, so he personally completed his father's unfinished paintings.

"What, anchor, are you saying that this painting is the work of Wen Zhengming?"

"There is also this possibility, Wen Zhengming in his later years integrated the strengths of a hundred schools, whether it was painting or calligraphy, his achievements were far better than his teachers back then, and the object of imitation was his father who got along day and night, so it was not difficult for him to imitate his father's calligraphy!"

"Hearing what the anchor said, I feel like I want to cry!"

Me too, when the anchor said "Wen Zhengming in his twilight years found his father's relics", I also remembered my father, the old man in my family has also worked hard all his life, and he hasn't enjoyed any blessings! ”

"I can understand Wen Zhengming's mood at that time!"

"yes, my father has been gone for more than thirty years..."

"My little old man is so ruthless, and he doesn't come to see her daughter in his dreams, he is a grandfather!"

"I think Wen Zhengming wants his father to see his current achievements, Wenlin must be proud of him!"

"No, the brothers are too strong, let me go offline and wipe my tears!"

……

ps: This chapter of "Wen Zhengming Calligraphy" is dedicated to my father!

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