Chapter 566 Fu Lao is very embarrassed, and the old face has been disgraced?
When Gu Nan looked at Mr. Fu, the old man's sharp eyes were also looking at her.
Is this the girl that Yunchen is attracted to?
He looks quite energetic, but a little too thin.
Apart from being pretty, I don't see anything special about him, so why are you so obsessed with Yunchen?
"Nanyi, you have already met my mother. This is my old man." Fu Xi took the initiative to introduce Gu Nanyi.
"Hello, Mr. Fu." Gu Nan greeted politely.
Mr. Fu took off the straw hat on his head, held it in his hand to fan himself, deliberately ignored Gu Nanyi, and said to the servant at home: "I have been working hard all morning and I am almost dying of thirst. Please pour me a cup of tea.
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"Wait a moment." The servant immediately went to pour water.
Being ignored by Mr. Fu on the spot, Gu Nan looked calm, and there was no trace of embarrassment or embarrassment in his calm and cold eyes.
Mr. Fu admired this calmness and calmness.
Mrs. Fu glanced at Gu Nan.
"Sit down."
After Mrs. Fu sat down, Mr. Fu and everyone also sat down.
At this time, the old man took a serious look at Gu Nanyi.
"I heard that you are taking the college entrance examination this year?"
"Yes."
"Which school do you plan to attend?"
I asked her which school she was admitted to, mainly because I wanted to test her academic performance.
Gu Nanyi calmly replied: "Beijing University."
"Oh? Peking University is the most difficult school in China to get into. Are you confident that you can get into it?"
Before Gu Nanyi could speak, Fu Yunchen on the side said: "Nanyi's grades are very good. There should be no problem in winning the first-class scholarship to Beijing University this year."
Brother Chen's light words attracted several eyes to look at him.
Mr. Fu took a sip of tea and snorted with a cold face: "Do you think the first-class scholarship at Peking University is a poverty alleviation fund? That is a scholarship that can only be obtained by the top three in the country. Do you mean that she can take the exam?
Among the top three in the country?"
Fu Yin looked at Fang Jinzhu beside him: "Honey, you are a professor at Peking University. You have the most say. What is the approximate range of Peking University's top three scores all year round?"
Fang Jinzhu said: "Beijing University attracts top students from all provinces and cities in China. The top three students can be said to be the best among the top students. Over the years, their score has never been lower than 730."
Fu Xin also nodded in agreement: "Our top three in this session are 742, 738, and 736 respectively. These three great masters are also provincial champions from all provinces across the country."
Mr. Fu looked at Gu Nanyi mockingly: "If you want to get into the top three, your score must not be lower than 730. Do you think you can do it?"
"The score of 730 is still within the estimate." Gu Nanyi replied casually.
Her indifferent attitude coupled with her words gave people a very arrogant feeling.
Mr. Fu frowned and groaned inwardly.
You are really too young to dare to say such big words.
She seems to be just an ordinary girl, nothing special.
Fu Hao asked curiously: "Nan Yi, how was your test score at school?"
Gu Nan said, "I didn't perform very well in the last two mock exams, so I only got 745 points."
"How much?" Mr. Fu stretched his neck and looked at Gu Nanyi in shock.
745 points? He must have heard it wrong. It should be 457 points.
"You just said 745 points? The school's mock college entrance examination paper?" Fang Jinzhu also asked excitedly.
Gu Nan didn't even look at Mr. Fu, but put him aside and said to Fang Jinzhu: "Last month was a mock test paper issued by the Nanjiang Provincial Department of Education."
Fang Jinzhu opened his mouth in surprise, and his eyes changed from excitement to shock.
"Oh, the mock test papers of Nanjiang Province last month seemed to be on the local news in Nanjiang Province because the test questions were too difficult. A friend of mine works in the Nanjiang Provincial Department of Education. He said that this set of test papers was brought together by several experts.
It was formulated, so the overall difficulty is increased by 30% compared to the previous one. I have also read that set of papers online, especially the mathematics paper questions are very difficult, and there are some knowledge points that I have not even learned in high school.
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Fang Jinzhu is a professor who teaches university mathematics, so she pays close attention to mathematics papers.
"By the way, Kuichi, what was your last math score?"
Gu Nan said calmly: "Full marks."
Fang Jinzhu was stunned for a few seconds: "Full marks? Then your math must be very good. I asked one of the best math students in our class to take that set of test papers, and his score was probably 98."
Fu Xin's little face was full of surprise: "Oh my god, my mother taught me all master's and doctoral students. Even they who do mathematics can get a question wrong, but Sister Nan actually got a perfect score?"
Mr. Fu saw that he was ignored by Gu Nanyi. Although he was shocked in his heart, he refused to admit defeat on his face and said: "People must learn to be humble in order to make greater progress. They cannot be proud and complacent."
Fu Yunchen chuckled softly and asked Mr. Fu: "How can we improve after getting perfect marks in the exam?"
Mr. Fu glared at his son angrily, cursing in his heart, "You brat, you have a wife and you have forgotten your father. You are eating the whole family before you get married. How can you pay back in the future?"
"Humph, there is no room for improvement if you get a perfect score in the high school mathematics test? University mathematics has entered another level. Going further, mathematics is the basis of many high-tech products in our country. The scope of mathematics of the Institute of Calculus of the Chinese Academy of Sciences is even wider.
broad."
After Mr. Fu retorted angrily, his gray eyebrows raised provocatively.
"If one day she can solve the answer to the "Mengxi Conjecture", she will have truly reached the pinnacle of the field of human mathematics. But it is something that even Juntuo has not been able to do for decades.
You, a little girl, don't have to think about it, you should continue to study with an open mind."
"Grandpa, it's Simon's guess." Fu Xin corrected on the spot.
Mr. Fu's face suddenly froze, "Damn it, I'm so embarrassed."
Pretending to be calm, he placed the teacup in his hand heavily on the coffee table: "I'm not a mathematician. I can't remember the names of those foreigners."
Fu Yunchen looked at Mr. Fu with a playful smile in his eyes.
"Did you do your fortune-telling this morning?"
"What divination? You kid, don't talk nonsense." Mr. Fu pretended to have lost his memory.
In front of outsiders, he didn't want to admit that he had this hobby.
After all, animals cannot become spirits after the reform and opening up, and the banner of upholding materialism cannot be overthrown.
Fu Yunchen did not give Mr. Fu a chance to change the subject, and continued: "If you have divined, there should be a sentence on the sign: A lot of words are bound to be short-lived, so I will sign it."
Mr. Fu:......
In the first game, the old man was completely defeated by his son.
Feeling very unconvinced, his attitude changed instantly.
"Little girl, do you have other hobbies besides studying? For example, playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting?"
Gu Nan looked at Mr. Fu: "I have learned a little bit, but I don't think I am proficient enough."
Mr. Fu's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up. Hey, if you study well and have good medical skills, there will always be things you don't know how to do.
"It's good for young people nowadays to learn a little bit. I have some famous paintings in my study. Come on, I'll take you to appreciate them."
Gu Nan asked in her mind: Can I not go?
If this old man wasn't Fu Yunchen's father, she would have turned around and left long ago.
Hey, it was really uncomfortable to meet her parents. Now she felt Fu Yunchen's helpless mood when facing her grandfather.
Fu Xi on the side saw that the old man was clearly making things difficult for Gu Nanyi, and she said loudly: "It's the first time for Nanyi to be a guest at home, why do you make it like an exam?"
"That's right, grandpa, please don't embarrass Sister Nan. You look like a bad old man now."
Fu Xi and Fu Xin exposed the purpose on the spot, and Mr. Fu refuted for himself.
"Don't talk nonsense, I just want to communicate more with you juniors."
"Haha, have you ever communicated like this?" Fu Xi sneered twice.
Mr. Fu shot a warning look at him, and the latter immediately shut up.
Gu Nan stood up with a polite smile on his face.
"It is my honor to appreciate ancient famous paintings."
Mr. Fu chuckled and glanced at Fu Xi and Fu Xin proudly.
"Did you hear that? None of the guests have any objections. It's just the two of you talking nonsense."
Fu Xi looked helplessly at Gu Nan.
Gu Nanyi showed no sign of being angry at all.
Fu Yunchen smiled meaningfully: "Then go and have a look."
Mr. Fu took Gu Nan to his study.
The large study room is paved with fine huanghuali wooden floors, and a row of elegant mahogany display cabinets are placed on three walls. One of the cabinets contains ancient books, and the other two rows of cabinets contain antique calligraphy and paintings.
such as.
Among them are goldware, jadeware, emerald agate, and wooden ornaments.
As soon as Gu Nan entered the door, she quickly glanced around. In her eyes, various colors of spiritual power were floating in this room. The strong spiritual power induction meant that there was high-quality jade in this room.
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Mr. Fu walked to the calligraphy and painting area, opened the glass cabinet, took out a few scrolls from the cabinet, turned around and walked to the mahogany desk.
Pick up a painting, slowly open it and lay it flat on the table.
Fu Hao was the first to speak: "This painting seems to be the "Ink Bamboo Picture" that you took from the Kyoto Museum the year before last."
"That's right, it's this painting. It's an authentic work of Qishu Mountain in the Song Dynasty."
"What you always admire the most is Qi Shuishan. You have collected many of his original works over the years."
Mr. Fu admired his most satisfying work with a smile on his face.
"This ink bamboo painting is the pinnacle of Qishu Mountain's work. This painting is the result of his lifelong efforts, and the essence has been removed. The bamboos are clear and lifelike. It can definitely be regarded as a treasure handed down from generation to generation."
Mr. Fu greatly appreciated the painting and turned to look at Gu Nanyi.
"Since you said that you know everything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, you should know about Qi Shuyang's "Ink Bamboo Picture", right?"
Gu Nan glanced at the painting on the table: "I know."
"I'd like to hear what you think of this painting."
Gu Nan smiled and said: "The summary you just summarized has highlighted the essence of Qi Shuyang's "Ink Bamboo Picture", but it is not the painting in front of you."
The smile on Mr. Fu's face instantly condensed: "It's not this painting? What do you mean?"
Gu Nan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at Mr. Fu with a slight smile: "What you collected is a fake."
"Boom!"
Mr. Fu felt a thunder strike from above his head and was shocked all over.
"You said this is a fake?"
Fu Yin said: "How is that possible? This was taken at the Kyoto Museum, and it was authenticated by the archaeological experts of the Kyoto Museum."
"Haha, little girl, it seems you don't understand calligraphy and painting at all. There is absolutely no way this painting is a fake."
As soon as Gu Nan walked to the calligraphy screen, he pointed at the seal where the payment was made.
"Qi Shuiyang's seals have a special feature. Counterfeit imitations of famous calligraphy and paintings were very popular in the Song Dynasty. Many people would use their own methods to verify their identity. However, Qi Shuiyang has a special feature. He loves carving on seals, so his seals generally have complicated lines.
, in order to show that he is different, he will hide his surname in the seal, and the word "Qi" does not appear in this seal."
After listening to Gu Nanyi's analysis, Mr. Fu began to have doubts in his firm heart.
"Qi Shuyang did have the habit of hiding surnames in seals, but this does not prove that my painting is fake. As far as I know, among his handed down works, the calligraphy and painting in his later years did not have the habit of hiding words."
"It was after he left office and returned home that he got rid of this habit, but "Ink Bamboo Pictures" was written when he was re-elected as the prefect of Jingzhou."
Mr. Fu immediately stopped talking. According to the time calculation he knew, "Ink Bamboo Picture" was indeed the work of Qi Shuyang in Renshi. This painting caused quite a sensation at the time.
"You cannot conclude that it is a fake based on this. The experts at the Kyoto Museum are very rigorous in identifying calligraphy and paintings, let alone the works of a great writer like Qi Shuyang, they are even more careless."
"The hidden words in the seal are just one of the ways to identify authenticity. In fact, there is one of the most obvious fakes in this painting."
"Where?" Mr. Fu asked curiously.
Gu Nan pointed at the time when this painting was signed.
"The adaptation of the creation of "Ink Bamboo Picture" was in June, when the bamboo shoots were ripe. During the painting period, Qi Shuyang also created a seven-character poem called "Eating Bamboo Shoots", and the painting was signed at the same time.
But it was in November, and I suspected that the object of this fake copy was also a fake, so I also copied it at the wrong time."
"How do you know that "Ink Bamboo Picture" was created by Qi Shuiyang in June?"
"According to historical records, Qi Shuyang participated in the Yaji Pavilion Literary Meeting in Zhouliangshan in July of the same year. The work he displayed at that time was "Ink Bamboo Picture", so the creation time of "Ink Bamboo Picture" could only be during the Yaji Pavilion.
Before the Literary Meeting."
She had also attended the Yaji Pavilion with Zhang Chongming at that time, and had witnessed Qi Shuyang's "Ink Bamboo Picture" with her own eyes. Therefore, when she saw the time when the painting was signed, she immediately concluded that it was a fake.
"Although this painting is a fake, it is basically judged to be a work from the same period, and it still has a certain collection value."
Fu Laoyin had a sullen face and remained silent.
He was secretly angry, and he would go to the Kyoto Museum in person tomorrow to verify the authenticity.
However, based on Gu Nanyi's analysis, this painting may indeed be a fake.
At this time, Fu Yunchen on the side said: "Old man, this painting is indeed a fake."
Mr. Fu looked at him: "She said it was a fake, so just follow her words. Why didn't you say it was a fake before?"
"Before, I was afraid that you would not be able to accept it."
"Huh, aren't you afraid that I won't be able to accept it now?"
"Even if I don't tell you, you will still take it for personal appraisal. From the time it was signed to the seal, it is enough to judge that this painting is a fake. The experts at the Imperial Capital Museum may not know much about "Ink Bamboo Picture" themselves. After all, this painting is nearly a hundred years old.
It is rarely produced, so it is not rigorous enough to judge the authenticity based on some ingredients, and it is normal for mistakes to occur."
Mr. Fu's heart was filled with discomfort.
He wanted to embarrass this girl with calligraphy and painting, but one of his most precious paintings was judged to be a fake on the spot. This not only caused him to lose face, but also failed him. Where could he put his old face?