Luo Dahai only took a look, then slapped Wang Xingduo aside, and the painting in his hand fell to the ground, saying disdain: "What kind of garbage!"

"A modern copy of low-quality products, do you still have the face to say goodbye?"

"Get out!"

Wang Xingduo was stunned at that time.

this...

Rubbish?

Fake?

Is this painting true or false?

When Wang Xingduo was confused, Luo Dahai pushed Wang Xingduo away, and immediately walked over and bent down to see the painting Su Xi fell to the ground. The more he looked, the more shocked he became.

"The dead wood is like a deer antler, and the strange stone is like a snail!"

"Working with a pen seems to be sparse, weeds, and we don't seek to be similar in shape. But in fact, the pen is more important and more urgent, and the roots are complicated."

"Even the calligraphy fonts in it, the pen is like a dragon and a snake, and the strength is clear and the back of the characters!"

"Although it is a imitation, it is better than a treasure!"

"The essence of the country, the essence of the country~"

Luo Dahai was completely excited. He picked up the painting, his heart was excited, his trembling hands, and looked at Susie as if he was looking at his own father.

"Miss, tell me quickly, where did you come from this painting?"

"Why is this copy of Su Dongpo in your hands?"
Chapter completed!