When she thought of her grandpa, her eyes on Mr. Qin became much gentler.
Seeing his faltering steps, he stepped forward to help him, with a gentle voice: "Mr. Qin, you..."
Before she finished speaking, Mr. Qin knelt down directly in front of her.
Gu Beisheng went to pull him and frowned: "What are you doing?"
"I'm sorry for you. I almost mistook your original work for a fake. I'm guilty because I have no vision."
Gu Beisheng frowned and helped him up: "Old sir, get up quickly, you are hurting me like this."
Mr. Qin was still angry with himself, frowned, shook his head and said, "I am guilty."
Gu Beisheng patted his hand gently and comforted him: "It's normal for you to admit that the paintings are wrong. After all, if the order of the banquet pictures was not wrong, I would also admit it. Everyone will have a preconceived consciousness, and the subconscious mind will be more
There is nothing wrong with believing that Miss Song’s paintings are real.”
Although Mr. Qin just said that her painting was fake, which made her a little unhappy.
But he really likes Mr. Kitagawa.
Judging from the maintenance of the two paintings he previously collected, we know that he appreciates and respects Mr. Kitagawa.
Even if Gu Beisheng said this, Mr. Qin could not let go. His voice trembled: "I feel extremely ashamed. I am really sorry for you."
Gu Beisheng shook his head: "It's okay, I've made it clear now."
Mr. Qin still blamed himself, but he also understood that the impact would not be good if it continued like this. He nodded: "Thank you for forgiving me."
Gu Beisheng chuckled and shook his head, then turned his attention to the Bincheng Night Banquet painting he just made: "Old sir, can this copy of the Night Banquet painting be put in the exhibition cabinet in your studio?"
Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Mr. Qin was also stunned and almost thought he heard wrongly.
Gu Beisheng added: "This is just a copy of the night banquet picture. Generally speaking, copied paintings will be destroyed, but I can see that the old gentleman likes this painting very much. I can keep it, but it will be on it."
Write the four words "copying the work".
Finally, Mr. Qin came to his senses and his hands started to shake: "You mean, you want to give this painting to me?"
Gu Beisheng nodded and then said: "However, once the four words "copying work" are written, it loses its value and can only be an ordinary painting. I wonder if you are willing to accept it?"
Mr. Qin nodded repeatedly: "I can't ask for anything more!"
"Oh my god, this is probably a painter, look at this pattern!"
"You must know that although the copied works have no commercial value, they are also produced by Mr. Kitagawa. Being able to collect one is a rare and rare thing for many people."
"If it is an ordinary painting, if it is displayed in Mr. Qin's studio, it will promote the artist, but if it is a night banquet picture copied by Mr. Beichuan, it will simply raise Mr. Qin's studio to a higher level!"
"Mr. Beichuan treats the elderly very well."
Under the gaze of everyone, Gu Beisheng took out a small square box from his bag. After opening it, he took out a seal made of mutton-fat jade, which looked very exquisite.
I saw her holding it in her hand and covering it heavily on the upper right side of the night banquet picture.
Everyone looked over curiously, only to find that there was no trace of the Bincheng Night Banquet picture.
Doesn’t this cover up loneliness?
Mr. Qin didn't understand either and asked politely: "Mr. Beichuan, what are you doing? The seal is not stamped."
Gu Beisheng pursed his lips and said, "For the sake of the integrity of my works, I don't want to have any flaws. Therefore, all the seals on all my works must be seen with a banknote inspection light."
Everyone suddenly realized that this was the case.
Mr. Beichuan was startled, then murmured in hindsight: "Actually, I just needed to scan it with a banknote scanner to identify which one was made by you."
Gu Beisheng did not deny it: "That's right."
Everyone quickly took out their mobile phones, found the small function of verifying banknotes, opened it to zoom in, and then scanned the entire painting.
I saw that there was no seal on Song Yuyuan's painting.
Examining Gu Beisheng's painting again, the seal on the upper right is very clear. The four official script characters are - Mr. Beichuan!
Fu Xizhou looked at the name on the painting, his handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, and he rubbed the jade ring with his thumb again and again. The light in his eyes shone under the light, which was very intriguing.
His guess was correct.
Gu Beisheng could have used other methods to verify the authenticity of the painting, but she chose to expose her identity.
She deliberately exposed her identity after hesitating.
"It turns out that there is no writing on Mr. Kitagawa's paintings. This is the reason."
"She really doesn't want her paintings to have any flaws."
"But I still find it difficult to be confident. How can an eight or nine-year-old girl draw such a beautiful painting?"
"I also think this is very dreamy, but it is all true."
"Does she have a master?"
"There must be some, but we can't understand the brains of geniuses. Wasn't there a four-year-old boy who could do chemistry problems for high school students before?"
“The world is so big and full of wonders!”
Just when everyone was shocked, a deep voice made everyone's newly relaxed hearts tense up instantly.
"Miss Song, should you explain where your paintings come from?"
When everyone heard the sound and looked around, it was Fu Xizhou.
Song Yuyuan breathed slightly.
At this moment, she felt that Fu Xizhou was seeking justice for Gu Beisheng...
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat when they remembered this.
This is a fake of the Bincheng Night Banquet Picture. If it is sold at a high price, it will not only infringe the copyright of the original author, but also be illegal. This problem may be big or small, but it must not be ignored.
Someone asked curiously: "Ms. Song, did you know early on that your night banquet picture was a fake?"
"Are you deliberately slandering Mr. Kitagawa?"
"Where did your fakes come from?"
In an instant, Song Yuyuan was pushed to the forefront.
Song Yuyuan pursed her lips slightly. If she had faced such a thing five or six years ago, she might have been afraid.
But after being baptized in the entertainment industry, she has long had the spirit to resist pressure.
Calmly facing everyone's questioning gazes, he bowed deeply and raised his lips and said: "First of all, I want to explain to everyone that I didn't know this was a fake because it was given to me by an old senior and I had no doubts about it.
The question of its authenticity, secondly, maybe the old-timer himself doesn’t know it’s a fake, after all, except Miss Gu, almost no one can identify its authenticity.”
She looked at Gu Beisheng with a sincere look: "Miss Gu, I know that I can't tell the truth from the false. This does not become a reason to question you. Therefore, it is me who has misunderstood you and made you immersed in public opinion.