Chapter 192 Sister Nan Unlocks the Mystery of Ancient Paintings
Gu Nanyi didn't care about the people's abuse and taunts, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Chen, please open your painting."
"Okay!" The uncle immediately opened the box and took out the scroll.
The entire scroll is about two meters long. The uncle held the upper scroll with both hands and raised it high. The scroll opened in response and faced everyone present.
Gu Nan looked towards the judges' table with cold eyes.
"I heard that the three people present today are all well-known experts in the archaeological field. They must be familiar with Wang Chongwen's "Misty Rain in the Xiangjiang River". Judging from the painting style, paper and silk, seal, and inscription, is this painting...
Wang Chongwen’s works are not difficult to distinguish.”
Fan Zenghong snorted: "Little girl, the only work that Wang Chongwen has spread to the world has been confirmed to be the "Mist and Rain in the Xiangjiang River" in the museum, and the painting in front of him is obviously full of silk from the scroll to the framed scroll.
The style of the early Qing Dynasty, so from this we can infer that this painting was not made by Wang Chongwen, but a forgery by later generations."
The expert sitting on the left side of Fan Zenghong stood up and said: "I need to go on stage to take a look."
Obviously, the expert saw something. He picked up the magnifying glass and walked to the painting.
I browsed through it carefully and frowned tightly.
"This painting is indeed a rare masterpiece in terms of painting skills. Unfortunately, as Teacher Fan said, the scroll, mounting and silk sections used in this painting are all in the style of the early Qing Dynasty. Judging from this painting alone,
Judging from the paper and silk, the seal and the inscription, it is not enough to confirm that it is Wang Chongwen’s work that has been handed down to the world.”
Another expert also came over.
He also made an appraisal and then shook his head.
"It doesn't look like the original."
Gu Nan glanced at the two of them. It was hard to tell whether they really didn't see it or if they had other motives.
The two experts personally confirmed that the painting was a fake, and a smile appeared on Fan Zenghong's solemn face.
"Little girl, should you be convinced now?"
The audience in the audience became more and more angry at this time.
"What do you do with the security at Shun Yuanju? The good treasure appraisal scene is suddenly turned into a mess by these ignorant people. If you don't learn well at a young age, I think you are just here to meet Master Ci Fan."
"Where's the security? Send these people out immediately."
"Master Fan, I have wronged you. Your professional level is doubted by such a person. We, the people, are all sharp-eyed. Don't pay attention to such a shameless person. We will definitely not give her any heat."
"Who knows this girl's parents? Tell her parents to take her away immediately. Don't show shame in the future. It will only cause trouble to society."
The ridicule was mixed with all kinds of harsh and vicious words.
The uncle looked at Gu Nanyi with an apologetic face.
"Miss Gu, I'm really sorry. It was me who caused you trouble."
It was because he was too greedy, always thinking that this painting was authentic and he could get rich overnight.
As a result, it became a joke to everyone tonight, and even caused trouble for a kind-hearted little girl.
Gu Nanyi's face showed no trace of shame or anger after being scolded, and his expression was calm and calm.
Huangfu Yueshan, who was sitting in the audience, looked at Fu Yunchen next to her with contempt in her eyes.
"Yun Chen, do you want to help Miss Gu? I think if this continues, Miss Gu will be scolded and cry. After all, she is a girl and has a thin skin. Hey, I should have persuaded her just now not to be too emotional."
When Bai Tingting heard this, she became anxious.
"Uncle, Sister Nan is being bullied. Go up and help her. She was brought here by you. It is your responsibility to protect her."
Bai Tingting is really worried about Gu Nanyi.
She secretly thought that if she stood on the stage and was laughed at by hundreds of people, she would be scolded so stupidly.
Fu Yunchen kept his calm eyes fixed on the girl on the stage: "She is not that fragile."
Displeasure flashed in Huangfu Yueshan's heart: "Yun Chen, you and Miss Gu have only known each other not long ago, right? You may not really understand who she is."
Fu Yunchen looked coldly at Huangfu Yueshan.
"I know who she is better than you."
Huangfu Yueshan felt humiliated, and a wave of heat rose up on her cheeks, as if she had been slapped in public.
"Yun Chen, you misunderstood me. Miss Gu is a girl after all. She will definitely feel very uncomfortable when she encounters such an embarrassing situation. I just want to help her."
"I appreciate the kindness, but she probably won't need it." Fu Yunchen replied lightly, staring intently at the girl on the stage.
It seemed like he didn't even bother to give her a look.
at this time
Gu Nan said coldly: "It seems that the three experts know very little about Wang Chongwen. Since you can't judge from the silk paper, seal, and inscription whether it is Wang Chongwen's original work, in fact, there is a hidden anti-counterfeiting mark in Wang Chongwen's works.
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The girl who was being ridiculed by the crowd on the stage spoke coldly, her tone clear and powerful.
The originally noisy auditorium became inexplicably quiet.
Gu Nan glanced at the two experts and curled his lips with a cold smile.
Fan Zenghong snorted and sneered: "Little girl, although I can't say that I understand Wang Chongwen very thoroughly, I have been lucky enough to see the authentic works of the ancient books he left. Judging from the inscription and postscript of this painting,
Wang Chongwen's handwriting is indeed somewhat similar, but the handwriting can be imitated, and the authenticity cannot be judged from this aspect unless you can provide more favorable evidence to prove it."
Fan Zenghong was confident, but there were very few authentic works by Wang Chongwen. In addition, the painting had traces of later processing, making it difficult to judge the authenticity from the calligraphy and painting.
At this time, he stood up and said that the painting was a fake, and no one dared to say to his face that it was authentic.
Therefore, even if it is the authentic work of Wang Chongwen, it can only be fake at this time.
Who would spend money to buy a fake that has no market?
The painting will eventually fall into his hands.
Gu Nan turned around and looked at his uncle.
"Is there a lighter?"
The uncle was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and hurriedly took out a lighter from his pocket and handed it over.
Without explaining, Gu Nan pressed the lighter in front of everyone.
There was a "pop" and the flames burst out.
She raised the lighter and walked to the painting and told the hostess to hold the other end of the painting.
Amid everyone's curiosity, she slowly moved the lighter to the figure standing on the bow of the boat.
"What is she going to do?"
"Do you want to burn this painting?"
"Maybe I have a guilty conscience. I want to burn this painting in front of everyone so that I won't be exposed, hahaha..."
Gu Nan stared intently at the figure on the bow of the boat. The lighter was a thumb's length away from the paper. After heating it, something strange happened.
I saw that a poem magically appeared on the ink bamboo fan unfolded in the man's hand.
"The fragrant grass on the Yingjie is pure and dustless", with three words at the end: "Gift to the dustless".
The cameraman clearly captured this magical scene and projected it onto the large LCD screen behind the exhibition stand. All the hundreds of spectators present could clearly see the changes on the paper fan.
[The author has something to say]
I originally wanted to update it three times in the past two days, but Kawenka is so ecstatic. I will sort out the plot tomorrow and update it again after the plot goes smoothly...