As soon as Lin Yu took over the business card, Zhang Zhihui couldn't wait to come over and snatch it. He looked at it and was indeed the dean of Qinghai Art Institute. Then he nodded and said, "Old Dean, please take a look at it carefully, after all."
Which one is a fake?"
Zhang Zhihui was still very confident about his painting because the wealthy businessman said he had asked someone to appraise it, and it was undoubtedly the original work.
"Old Dean, I'll trouble you." Lin Yu also smiled and handed over his painting to the old Dean.
The old dean took out the reading glasses and magnifying glass from his pocket, and then carefully looked at Lin Yu's picture of ink plum blossoms.
This is his professional habit. No matter where he goes, he must bring a pair of magnifying glass to meet good antique calligraphy and paintings for easy research.
"Well, this ink plum picture is lonely and simple. The plum branches are like swords. The tree has almost no moss spots. The branches are like thorns. The composition is simple and the tip is hidden inside. It is indeed the work of Bada Shanren."
The old dean watched it for a long time before nodding and said, "The period when this work appeared should have been before Bada Shanren returned to secular life. During this time, he created a large number of ancient plum works. This ink plum picture can be considered a medium-grade one."
When Jiang Jingren heard this, he couldn't help but straighten his chest, nodded with satisfaction, and glanced at Lao Zhang with a serious expression.
"Old Dean, then look at my picture again." Zhang Zhihui became anxious when he heard this.
The old dean also carefully checked Zhang Zhihui's painting and continued: "The composition elements of this painting are concise, skillful in the brushwork, natural in thickness, full of stone patterns, freehand and grand, and it seems that it is very likely from the eight major
The hand of the mountain man.”
Hearing this, Uncle Zhang and Zhang Zhihui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that their painting was also authentic.
"My friend, you just said that your painting is true and false. Are you questioning whether this eagle stone picture is fake? I wonder how you can see it?" The old dean did not look up, and his eyes looked at Lin from above the glasses frame with his eyes looking at Lin from above the glasses frame.
Yu, with a hint of cunning.
"Sir, are you testing me?" Lin Yu smiled.
He heard the words of the old dean in a real way. When talking about his painting, the old dean used "reality", and when talking about Zhang Zhihui's painting, he used "very likely".
It can be seen that the old dean has identified the authenticity, but the words are too obscure and most people cannot hear it if they don’t listen carefully.
"I dare not, I'm just curious, why do you say that this painting is fake?" the old dean said with a smile.
"That's right, why do you say that our painting is fake?!" Zhang Zhihui said angrily, obviously he thought the old professor affirmed his painting.
"Actually, it is difficult to identify this painting, and it is simple and simple. I believe the old dean has seen through it long ago." Lin Yu walked to the eagle stone picture with a smile.
"How do you say it?" the old dean raised his eyebrows.
"You have said it very clearly just now. In terms of layout, painting style, brushwork, etc., it is indeed very similar to the style of Bada Shanren, and it has even reached the point of being fake and real. If the author stops painting, then this
I'm afraid it's hard to tell the picture."
Lin Yu said slowly, then put his finger on the red seal of the signature and said, "It's a pity that the painter stamped the signature here after finishing the painting, which became a superfluous thing."
"Just, have you seen this signature clearly? Or do you think you don't know at all and pretend to understand. Isn't this very clear? A mountain donkey, this is the signature used by Bada Shanren to mock himself, okay?" Zhang Zhihui sneered, thinking Lin
Yu is pretending to be profound.
"Geshan Donkey is indeed a commonly used signature for Bada Shanren, but the timing of its appearance is wrong. As you mentioned earlier, this painting is a work by Bada Shanren, while Geshan Donkey was often used in the early days of his resignation.
After the 27th year of Kangxi, what he used to use was already the signature of Bada Shanren, so it can be concluded that this painting is not an original work."
Lin Yu said calmly.
"Okay, okay! Young man, you really have a unique look!" The old dean was amazed after hearing Lin Yu's words.
Zhang Zhihui's expression suddenly changed and he asked, "Old Dean, what do you mean is that my painting is not real, but you just..."
"I just said it was very likely, but it meant it might be fake." The old dean replied.
"This, this..."
Zhang Zhihui's face turned pale, and he felt that the old dean's words were like a bolt from the blue. His eyes turned dark and he sat on the chair.
Uncle Zhang's face was also ashen, and he felt his chest felt stuffy and he couldn't breathe. He bought a fake painting for three million and was still complacent.
"Zhihui, it's normal for young people to misunderstand. It's okay. If you suffer more losses, you will grow up." Jiang Jingren smiled and took the opportunity.
Now it’s Uncle Zhang’s turn to pierce the heart by arrows.
"My friend, I don't know where you are?" the old dean asked curiously to Lin Yu.
"Oh, this is my business card. Old sir, I opened a clinic myself." Lin Yu said in a hurry and handed his business card to the old dean.
"doctor?"
The old dean was quite surprised and then smiled and said, "My friend is fine in the future, welcome to visit our research institute."
"Don't worry, old dean, it must be certain."
Before Lin Yu could speak, Jiang Jingren immediately smiled and said to the old dean.
After the old dean returned, Uncle Zhang and Zhang Zhihui both looked gloomy and did not speak.
"Hey, why did I suddenly have more than 20 million more in my card?" Jiang Jingren suddenly felt the phone shock, and he felt a little surprised when he took it out.
"Oh, by the way, dad, Zhou Chen said that the profit sharing of Qi Nanmu last time was transferred to you." Lin Yu said hurriedly.
"Today is a great day, haha, indeed, the old man in this card is full of dead money, but I really don't know when the dead money of 70 to 80 million yuan will be spent."
Jiang Jingren laughed a little unruly, and it was not worth his life.
I really couldn't eat this meal anymore. Uncle Zhang said that there was something else at home and asked his family to get up and leave together.
"Lao Zhang, I want to see this ink plum picture in the future. Go to my house at any time!" Jiang Jingren shouted to Lao Zhang's back.
"Dad, look at you."
Jiang Yan said something a little angrily.
"Haha, this old Zhang, do you want to compete with me? Have he ever compared him?" Jiang Jingren said with a smile, very happy, "Come on, come on, if he doesn't eat, let's eat it, good son-in-law, this crab is so big
The biggest one, I'll give it to you."
Lin Yu smiled helplessly. Although the father-in-law was a little unreasonable, Uncle Zhang's family was self-defeating, so who asked them to make trouble first.
After dinner in the evening, Jiang Yan suddenly said, "My mom and dad, you can drive back by yourself. He Jiarong and I want to take a walk by the beach."
This place is not far from the sea, and the moon is particularly bright tonight, so Jiang Yan thought of taking a walk by the sea.
"It's so late, isn't it cold to go to the beach?" Li Suqin said with concern.
"Why are you so ignorant at such an old age? The couple is warm together. Let's go, hurry up." Jiang Jingren complained to Li Suqin, grabbed her hand and walked towards the parking lot.
Jiang Yan couldn't help but grin at her parents' backs and said, "During this period, my dad is much happier than before and has better health."
"You're laughing."
Lin Yu grinned and said, "You are much more beautiful when you smile."
"Wouldn't I be pretty if I don't smile?" Jiang Yan frowned and stomped Lin Yu's feet with his high heels.
The wind on the beach was a little cold, so Lin Yu took off his clothes and put them on Jiang Yan, but Jiang Yan did not refuse.
"When did I get my mother brought home?" Lin Yu asked suddenly curiously.
Ever since Mr. Lei asked about He Jiarong's life experience that day, he has been thinking about it in his heart. Yes, he has lived with this body for so long and still knows nothing about his life experience.
"I also forgot, when I was three or four years old? Four or five years old?" Jiang Yan recalled hard.
"Where are my parents? Haven't they appeared?" Lin Yu frowned.
"I have appeared, don't you know?" Jiang Yan turned his head and looked at Lin Yu. Why did he feel like he had Alzheimer's disease and remember nothing.
"No, I'm afraid that when I'm not at home, my parents will come here for something." Lin Yu felt relieved and almost revealed.
"No, no one has ever come to see you, okay." Jiang Yan rolled her eyes and said as if her parents were so fond of him. If someone had asked for it, it would have been taken away by others.
"Doesn't parents know my life experience?" Lin Yu frowned.
"I don't know, don't talk about my parents, the director of the orphanage doesn't know. I just say that you are a lost child and have never found your parents, so I was sent to the orphanage." Jiang Yan said casually, a little puzzled, not knowing Lin Yu.
When did you suddenly care about your life experience?
"Oh, that's how it is." Lin Yu's tone was a little disappointed.
At this time, Lin Yu's cell phone suddenly rang. He took it out and saw that it was Zheng Shifan called. He couldn't help but be surprised and hurriedly picked it up.
"Jiarong, happy Mid-Autumn Festival, didn't disturb you during the holidays?" Zheng Shifan said with a smile on the other end of the phone.
"No, no, Mr. Zheng just needs to say anything." Lin Yu said hurriedly.
Lin Yu felt guilty about the Ferrari that Zheng Shifan gave him, so if Zheng Shifan had something to do, he would be happy to help.
"I'm going to hide it from you. I have a ruthless request. I'll go to business tomorrow. Can you accompany me?" Zheng Shifan asked.
"Discussing business?" Lin Yu couldn't help but wonder and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Zheng, you have found the wrong person. It's okay for me to see a doctor. It's really not good to talk about business."
"Isn't you asking you to help me with business? My client has a sister who is born weak. I want you to pretend to be my assistant and see if her disease can be cured." Zheng Shifan smiled.
"Why is it so complicated? I can just show it to her?" Lin Yu wondered.
"Jiarong, I'm going to tell you that my big customer is from the capital and is not an ordinary person, so I can't be careless. You can go with me first, and you'll be sure of treatment. If you're not sure, forget it." Zheng Shifan said cautiously.
"Oh? But the big man who came from the capital a few days ago?"
Lin Yu suddenly remembered the scene of the road blocking when he was with Lei Jun that day.