What?

Gu Longen actually wants to worship Ye Fan as his teacher?

When everyone present was almost confused when they heard that Gu Longen was about to become a disciple.

Who is Gu Longen?

He is a visiting professor at a well-known domestic university and vice president of the Yunzong Antiques Association. He is highly respected in the collection industry.

In terms of social fame, Ye Fan couldn't even reach Gu Longen's toes.

In terms of age, Gu Longen was enough to be Ye Fan's grandfather.

But now, who would have thought that such a respected old man would be willing to condescend to worship Ye Fan as his teacher?

Everyone just felt that their heads were not enough.

Everyone was stunned, staring at the painting in front of them, and then at the ancient master who wanted to become a disciple.

As for Su Xi and Qiu Mucheng, they obviously didn't expect that the ending would be like this.

Yang He himself was almost crying, his old face drooped, like an eggplant made from frost, and he stayed there in panic and asked, "President Gu... President Gu, this painting is really... Su Dongpo's?"

Although Yang He still couldn't accept it now, when Ye Fan revealed the mystery hidden in this painting, Yang He's heart was actually cold.

After all, in the collection world, paintings preserved in this way are almost all treasures.

What's more, now that an ancient man testifies from another place, it naturally confirms the authenticity of the painting in this painting.

"Although I dare not be 100% sure, based on my experience and judgment, this painting is undoubtedly a real work. After all, if it is a imitation painting, it is impossible to have such profound painting skills and calligraphy." Gu Longen confirmed again, and undoubtedly, Mr. Gu's words were sentenced to death by Yang He, which scared Yang He's face turned pale immediately.

However, at this moment, Ye Fan's chuckle was like a huge rock falling into the sea, causing another wave of waves.

"President Gu, I advise you to take a closer look."

"Hmm? Sir, what do you mean? Don't you think he is really not successful?" Gu Longen was a little confused about what Ye Fan said.

He said it was fake, and Ye Fan asked him to take a closer look.

To be honest, Ye Fan asked him to take a closer look.

So much so that the ancient master now has no idea about the situation and cannot understand what Ye Fan wants to say.

Faced with Gu Longen's question, Ye Fan nodded: "Yes, I don't think this painting is real. And I never said it was authentic from the beginning."

What?

"So, is he a fake?"

Yang He's originally desperate heart suddenly rekindled after hearing Ye Fan's words, and he ignited hope again and was filled with excitement.

This huge twist of great sorrow and joy made Yang He himself almost cry.

The rest of the people were also filled with shock.

"Damn, what is this brat doing?"

"Didn't he just bet with the shop owner that this painting is a treasure?"

"What's wrong? Instead, I'm saying that this painting is fake?"

"This is a mess, is this stinky brat really an idiot?"

Everyone was talking about it, and they couldn't understand Ye Fan's brain circuit at all.

And Gu Longen shook his head repeatedly and kept saying: "Impossible."

"Young man, you're joking, sir."

"If it is a shoddy copy, how could I not see it!"

"This painting is composed with a rigorous and profound brushwork."

"If these are those inferior imitations, then there will probably be no genuine ones in this world."

Gu Longen said in a deep voice, a little unhappy, feeling like he was being played with by Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan, are you a fool?"

"President Gu said it was genuine. You didn't know how to stop when you saw it. You are still talking nonsense. You have to pay Mu Cheng's house before you can stop, right?"

Originally, Su Xi was still looking at Ye Fan a little higher than Ye Fan because he revealed the mystery in the painting at a glance.

But she never expected that Ye Fan, the idiot, would say that the painting was fake.

Is there such a person in the world?

Others praised their things as real, but they were better off, but they insisted on saying that they were fake.

Su Xi was so angry that she was so angry that Ye Fan!

Ye Fan ignored Su Xi's anger, and just stood there in his pockets with his hands in his pants, saying lightly: "President Gu, I only said he was a copy, but I didn't say it was a fake of inferior quality."

"You...what do you mean?" Gu Longen realized something, trembled all over and said immediately.

Ye Fan smiled and nodded: "Yes, this is a copy of the painting with artistic value, no less than the original one."

What?

Imitation painting?

Is it worth less than the original works?

Ye Fan's words trembled once again.

But Yang He laughed and cursed directly.

"Fuck you!"

"Fake is a fake."

"No one in the world knows that the price of fakes is not as expensive as one ten thousandth of the real ones."

"Why, when it comes to your mouth, is the fake more valuable?"

"It's so ridiculous!"

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. Since you admit that this is a fake, then take the money, one million, transfer or pay for the house deposit?"

"We have witnessed so many people, don't bet on the debt, kid!"

Yang He smiled grimly and asked Ye Fan to take the money again.

However, Ye Fan smiled, but the smile on Ye Fan's face seemed a little cold no matter how he looked.

"Boss Yang, I didn't take the bet seriously before. I just thought it was just a joke with Boss Yang."

"But now, seeing Boss Yang so aggressive, I suddenly changed my mind."

Ye Fan sneered, then stepped forward, pointed to the four inconspicuous small characters in the corner of the painting, and then said, "I wonder if you all recognize these four characters?"

Um?

Just now, Gu Longen was just looking at the painting, but he didn't pay attention to the corners, and there were still four small characters hidden.

The old man walked over and looked at it, his expression immediately stopped, and his old face instantly sucked: "Zhang...Zhang...Zhang Daqian, imitation?"

What?

When everyone present heard the name of that person, they all trembled.

Even Yang He himself was like a thunder strike and stayed there.

"Yes, this painting is imitated by Zhang Daqian, the "fake king"!"

"In the history of Chinese calligraphy and painting art, if there are any imitations of people in this world that are more valuable than genuine works."

"There is no doubt that he is known as the "Oriental Brush", a master of Chinese painting, Zhang Daqian!"

Ye Fan said coldly, his words were like gold and stone, and his words were sonorous, and he kept making noises throughout the exhibition hall.

Then, Ye Fan's eyebrows and eyes were like swords, and he turned his head to look at Yang He in front of him, and spoke again coldly.

"In 1940, the master of Chinese painting Zhang Daqian imitated the "Sunny Peak Picture" by the Northern Song Dynasty painter Ju Ran."

"Fifty years later, it will be sold for 70 million!"

"Later in 2016, "Imitation of Juran Qingfeng Picture" was sold for 13.5 million yuan at the Jiade Autumn Auction!

"In 1946, Zhang Daqian imitated the "Evening Scenery of the River Dike" by Dong Yuan, a painter of the Five Dynasties of Southern Tang."

"Seventy years later, this painting will be sold for 130 million yuan!"

"And now, this painting imitating Su Dongpo's "Strange Stone Picture of Zhushan" is not only exquisite in painting, but also outstanding inscriptions and calligraphy on it."

"Its artistic value is far beyond the other two."

"Even if Zhang Daqian used to imitate the lowest auction price, it will reach 70 million."

"And you, Boss Yang! You just boasted about Haikou. If this painting is worth more than ten thousand yuan, you will have ten times the compensation..."

Ye Fan's words were rumbling, and he kept saying a few words, but it was like thunder and exploded everywhere. Every time he said something, Ye Fan took a step forward, and his aura suddenly increased a little.

The whole person was like a sword, slowly unsheathed!

Until the end, Ye Fan paused, and then a cold shout was shocking!

Just like a sword comes out of the box, the sharpness is revealed!!

"I said it~"

"You really can't afford it!!!"

Boom ~

As Ye Fan said this, everyone felt that a strong wind was sweeping over.

In fear and fear, Yang He himself actually made a pounce and was so scared that he spread on the ground.
Chapter completed!