As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar.
"How can it be?"
"How could such a situation happen in this world? There must be a fake."
"It's difficult even for antiquities experts like Mr. Qi to identify it. It can be seen that the fake named Gu took some effort."
"There is no way this could happen."
Song Yuyuan's originally confident smile gradually showed a hint of coldness.
The fakes Gu Beisheng found were so fake that they looked like real ones.
Qi Dong looked back in confusion and checked again. No matter which angle he looked at, he couldn't see any difference.
There is no slight deviation between the contents of the paper and the painting.
Judging from the color, it seems to be very old.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Li Ye asked aloud: "Mr. Qi, have you done the appraisal again, are there any results?"
Qi Dong was a little embarrassed. He shook his head and sighed: "I'm really sorry. It may be that Qi's ability is limited. It seems that both of them look like genuine products. It's really impossible to tell the authenticity from the fake."
Gu Xinyu frowned, thinking of her brother's affirmation, and for a moment, the wind was messy.
Since it is difficult for Qi Dong to tell the truth from the false, it is possible that Song Yuyuan's is the real one, but his brother remembered it wrong...
Gu Beisheng was not surprised by this result.
When she saw Song Yuyuan's painting for the first time, she was very surprised. If she hadn't brought the real painting as the final auction item, she would have almost thought that Song Yuyuan's painting was real.
Li Ye walked to the painting and took a look. It was indeed exactly the same.
If you want to identify which picture is the real one, you may have to ask Mr. Kitagawa.
But Mr. Kitagawa is a very mysterious person, and no one knows where he is.
Just when everyone was confused, an old voice sounded.
"Let me give it a try."
Everyone looked in search of the voice and saw that it was Mr. Jiang Tianqi, the president of Bincheng Painting and Calligraphy Association.
He has a certain prestige in the world of calligraphy and painting, both in terms of knowledge and structure.
Everyone suddenly felt at ease.
"With Mr. Jiang coming forward to identify it, the results will be available soon!"
"I didn't expect Mr. Qin to invite him."
"Mr. Jiang rarely attends these banquets. He doesn't hear anything outside the window. He lives a carefree and unrestrained life. He is well-informed and will surely find the fakes and destroy them."
Mr. Jiang listened to everyone's remarks and waved his hands: "Don't have too much hope for Jiang."
Although he said this, he still hoped that he could find the real picture of the Bincheng night party.
Mr. Kitagawa is the painter he admires the most. If he can help him remove the fakes, it will be considered as a small contribution to his idol.
In the eyes of everyone full of expectations, Mr. Jiang walked onto the stage.
When he saw the painting up close, his hands trembled slightly, and he felt a surge in his chest. He was so excited that he said with emotion: "Jiang will be able to see this painting in his lifetime, and he will die in peace."
He carefully inspected the painting and couldn't help but admire it: "Mr. Kitagawa is indeed a genius. It is incredible to paint such a majestic painting in an abstract form."
Hearing this, everyone is extremely anxious and just want to know the truth as soon as possible.
"Mr. Jiang, can you see the difference?"
"Are Miss Gu's paintings real or fake?"
"What do you think?"
Mr. Jiang automatically blocked everyone's voices, slowly placed his hands on the two paintings, closed his eyes, touched them lightly, and carefully felt the texture of the painting paper.
After some comparison, he withdrew his hand.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but their hearts beat faster, waiting for his answer.
Mr. Jiang looked at everyone, bowed slightly, and said: "The picture on the left of the Bincheng Night Banquet is the real thing."
Everyone heard the sound and looked around.
Isn’t the painting on the left by Song Yuyuan?
Gu Beisheng frowned, his expression darkening.
Song Yuyuan gently arched her eyebrows and raised her lips, exuding an elegant and calm temperament.
He glanced at Gu Beisheng inadvertently, like a queen glancing at her maid.
He just glanced lightly, not even paying attention to the deep look in Gu Beisheng's fox eyes, and said politely: "Thank you, Uncle Jiang, for your hard work."
All this was within her expectation.
Hearing Mr. Jiang's answer, many people had smiles on their faces.
Especially the fans of Song Yuyuan, they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss Gu, do you have anything else to say?"
Seeing this, Qin Lu said sarcastically: "Mr. Beichuan is such a famous artist, but to be treated like this by you is really a waste of time for this beautiful painting and the dinner party."
This wave of rhythm was quite good, and someone immediately defended Mr. Beichuan: "What Miss Qin said is right. I think if Mr. Beichuan knew about it, he would definitely not let you go."
Qin Lu added: "The Bincheng Night Banquet is Mr. Beichuan's most representative work. It is really shocking to be insulted by you and even be put up for charity auction."
"Don't be so excited, Mr. Beichuan's lawyer's letter may be late, but he will definitely not be absent."
"Miss Gu, if you sincerely apologize to Miss Song and Mr. Beichuan, maybe this matter will be over."
"Apologise!"
For a moment, the finger was pointed at Gu Beisheng.
She looked at everyone's indignation indifferently, as if she had done something evil that was not justified by nature.
Fu Xizhou looked at Mr. Jiang and interrupted everyone: "What is Mr. Jiang's reason?"
His voice was quite gentle and polite, but his eyes were slightly narrowed with intense scrutiny, clearly questioning.
Qi Tianyue frowned. He originally wanted to ask, but Fu Xizhou beat him to it.
Lu Sinian's mood was waning, but he didn't panic at all. He could feel from Gu Beisheng's expression that she could handle it completely.
Song Yuyuan frowned and her smile froze: "Brother Xizhou! Do you know Mr. Jiang's authority in the world of calligraphy and painting? It's really impolite to ask like this."
Her panicked shout immediately attracted the attention of the media.
Could it be that Song Yuyuan and Fu Xizhou are old acquaintances?
Mr. Jiang waved his hand: "Miss Song, don't be nervous. Since I approve of your painting, I must have my reasons."
Song Yuyuan's heart gradually calmed down. She has never been worried since the incident developed until now.
Because, she knew that there would be absolutely no problem with her paintings.
Since Gu Beisheng raised questions, let her be convinced.
He slightly raised his lips, nodded and said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, please speak."
"I am old and inexperienced. About six years ago, I was lucky enough to collect two paintings by Mr. Beichuan, namely Birds Facing the Phoenix and Rainy Night."
He paused and said with a smile: "Mr. Beichuan is the painter I admire most, so I made an appointment with a few old friends to spend half a year studying his paintings. His brushwork is gentle, not sharp, and has his own unique style.
Although the surface of the drawing paper is smooth, it has horizontal lines on the four corners, and Miss Song happens to be using this kind of drawing paper."
After that, he said firmly: "A person's painting style and brushwork are acquired and difficult to modify. Judging from the paintings I have seen of Mr. Beichuan, Miss Song's paintings are authentic."