Li Wen put his bike under the tree in front of the clock shop, creaked, pushed the door and walked in.

Hearing the door ringing, Uncle Xin raised his head from behind the printer and took off his reading glasses, "Stupid brat, why are you so late today? Where did you go to fool me?"

"Uncle Xin, please calm down first, I'll show you something."

Li Wen mysteriously took the ink painting under his armpit to the counter.

"What's this?"

Uncle Xin waited curiously for Li Wen to spread the whole painting open. After observing for a few seconds, he immediately put on his reading glasses again. In a moment, his expression changed drastically: "Boy, where did you do it? Go and close the door!"

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? Go and close the door quickly!"

"oh oh."

Li Wen closed the door.

Uncle Xin almost had his entire old face on the painting.

"Uncle Xin, don't you have to be so nervous, right?"

"Don't you have to be so nervous?" Uncle Xin grabbed Li and asked, "Boy, tell me honestly, how did you get this thing?"

"Oh, Uncle Xin, please let go first. It's just a fake painting. I went to Steve's place to deliver it. He asked me to take it back as a gift and give it to you."

"Give it to me? Hahahaha... Steve's old fox will eventually miss it."

"I'm confused? No, Uncle Xin. Steve said that this Yansong map was exactly the same as that he saw in Chungang's old friend three years ago. Last year, the Peninsula Auction House also sold one. Including this one, three similar pictures have been released. No matter how real the fake is, it is still a fake."

"What do you know?" Uncle Xin rolled his eyes, "Although you have such a little talent and you can't say anything about your skills, you have to understand that learning is endless, and your career is very deep, and you still have a lot to learn."

"Is this painting real?"

Li Wen once again set his eyes on the Yansong map.

To be honest, this painting has no trace of fakeness in terms of artistic conception, paper touch, color and even smell. Like Steve, Li Wen believes that the painting is fake because it already has the authentic ones, and then there will be a second and third ones, which are naturally fake.

This is human inertial thinking.

"Boy, don't have inertial thinking when you do our job. I can tell you clearly that this painting is real, the one that Steve saw in Chungang three years ago is also real, and the one that was sold for 100,000 yuan in the Peninsula Auction last year is also real."

"The three paintings are all real, this..."

Only then did Li Wen remember that there seemed to have appeared in the original drama three identical paintings, and the production of the watermarks of counterfeit banknotes was also inspired by it.

"Yes, they are all real. Ancient painters had a skill that could uncover ink paintings layer by layer. Famous painters wrote with great force and penetrated the back of the paper. According to the thickness of rice paper, a painting can be uncovered up to two to three layers. Except for the slightly different thickness of the brush and ink, the rest of the uncovered layer is the same. They all came from a painter, so they are naturally all real paintings. Do you understand?"

"Understood."

"Hahaha, you kid is really my lucky star. With it, our shop will have rent for at least three years. I'll ask you kid Hongfu, that old guy Steve really gave me a big gift this time!"

Uncle Xin was very relieved, and the wrinkles on his forehead melted, as if he was ten years younger.

"Boy, please help me watch the shop. I'll go out. Today we will close early and have a good meal."

In the evening, the watch shop closed so early for the first time. Uncle Xin took Li Wen to the restaurant that he would never visit in his life and gave him a hard meal.

"Uncle Xin, be careful."

"It's okay, Uncle Xin (I) Gao Sheng (Happy), waves, waves...ah waves..."

When he left the hotel gate, Uncle Xin couldn't stand steadily when he was drinking, and he couldn't speak smoothly. He even hummed an old song with dialect.

"Uncle Xin, sit firmly, hold my waist and hold it."

Li Wen rode a bicycle and carried Uncle Xin, and the chain made an overwhelming squeak.

Uncle Xin leaned against Li Wen's back, squirted with alcohol, and said in a speechless manner: "It's been so many years, the first time I'm so happy. Why are you happy? Because you've made money..."

"Uncle Xin, don't talk, be careful to fall down."

"It's okay, I want to say... You've always thought Uncle Xin was nagging, and Uncle Xin forced you to make money. You don't bother with money because you haven't reached that time, when the burden of the family fell on you, it would be too late."

"I know."

"You don't know... Don't think that Uncle Xin is shady. You stare at the female painter all day long. I tell you, that's useless. When you want a wife, the most important thing is to be virtuous, know how to take care of your family, and you will take care of your children. When you get old and your children are in groups, you will know what is the best..."

"I understand, Uncle Xin, why don't you sleep for a while?"

"What do you know? You guy thinks I'm nagging again... You are very talented, I won't misread people, but you are not at ease and unwilling to be attentive. Uncle Xin is old and can't work for a few years. You can really learn all my skills and learn them well. Uncle Xin can't guarantee anything else. In the future, you can still afford to marry a wife or two and have seven or eight children..."

I gave birth to seven or eight children and really thought I was a pig...

But I am the Creation God, and whether I can really give birth to the crystallization of love with mortals remains to be investigated.

"Remember, when you get married, you must marry that big guy. It's easy to raise your child. Uncle Xin, I will help you check it out, huh..."

After a long time, Uncle Xin didn't say anything. Li Wen turned around and found that Uncle Xin was already snoring.

He took Uncle Xin back to the watch shop, Li Wen carried Uncle Xin to the bed, then used warm water to wipe him, and then left.

On the way home, when passing by the store, Li Wen bought some painting supplies.

He promised to draw with Ruan Wenxue.

He wants to be a painter.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

Li Wen gently knocked on the door next door.

The door quickly opened, revealing Ruan Wen's thin face.

"Li Wen, is it you? You are..."

Li Wen raised the painting supplies in his hand, "Ms. Ruan, you said before that if you have time, you can come to you to learn painting, but I don't know if you have time now."

"Some, come in quickly."

"Oh, OK."

"Li Wen, are you well prepared? Have you learned art before?"

Ruan Wen saw that he had all kinds of tools such as drawing boards, drawing paper, paints, palettes, pencils, etc., and he was not like a novices who knew nothing.

"Oh, that's right. Although I have not received a systematic education, I have read a lot of books on this area and understand some basics, but I am more amateur in other aspects."

What kind of person is Ruan Wen? He has naturally understood after watching the original drama. She is a real painter who is willing to endure poverty in pursuit of art. She naturally has a heartfelt disgust of fraud and pseudo-art.

This is also the reason why Li Wen of the original drama was unable to win Ruan Wen's favor from beginning to end.

In the original drama, Brother Fa said it well, how can a normal man live his life without lying to the woman he loves the most?
Chapter completed!