"That's right...how can the paintings here be fake? If the paintings in the Forbidden City are still fake, will there be genuine ones in other places?"

At this time, there were several tourists admiring the paintings inside. When they heard Jiang Yuan's words and the young man's words, they all laughed and looked at Jiang Yuan with a strange expression.

It is said that things from other places may be fake, but how can things handed down from the royal family of the old dynasty be fake? If things from this place are fake, then the National Palace Museum, which claims to have gathered the most powerful team of experts in the country, is

Are you here to mess around?

Therefore, these tourists all looked at Jiang Yuan, couldn't help but burst out laughing, and said to themselves: "Could this guy be a bumpkin? He actually said it was a lie!"

Hearing what everyone said, Jiang Yuan chuckled lightly, without saying anything. He just shook his head gently and sighed. He was really confused now. The exhibits in the Forbidden City Museum could be fake.

What's going on? Could it be that those experts and professors couldn't even identify this?

"Every painting here is a treasure of the royal family of the old dynasty, and has been appraised by senior experts such as Huang Yuan, Luo Benli, Tang Moyang, etc. There is absolutely no fake..." Looking at Jiang Yuan

Shaking his head slightly and sighing, it seemed that he didn't care about his words. The young man sneered softly and said, "Is it possible that this friend feels that he is more powerful than these seniors?"

When Pan Xiaoxiao on the side heard this, a faint and curious smile appeared on her face. She looked at Jiang Yuan and wanted to see what he said; by the way, she had known Jiang Yuan for a while, although she had met Jiang Yuan.

Not much, but he was extremely curious about Jiang Yuan. He didn't know why this country guy looked so confident, and yet he seemed to be doing things so well, and he was so distant and so close to him. It made people feel angry.

This time I wanted to see if this guy could still hold his nerve.

Jiang Yuan squinted slightly and glanced at the young man next to him...

Tall and handsome, sunny and handsome. With a somewhat reserved and arrogant temperament, he is really a typical tall, rich and handsome man, especially with a condescending expression and sarcastic eyes, which is indeed annoying.

Jiang Yuan is a very low-key person, and he was also quite kind when he was a child. He rarely confronts others. However, after staying outside for a few years, the environment of the jungle and the strong has changed his character a lot.

He was most annoyed by people like this.

At that moment, he frowned slightly, turned around slowly, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "Some things are always unexpected..."

As Jiang Yuan turned around, the young man saw Jiang Yuan's appearance clearly. At this time, his brows furrowed slightly, because he could only now see that although the boy in front of him was dressed in ordinary clothes, he was taller and more mature.

His appearance and demeanor were not inferior to him at all. Only then did he begin to pay more attention to Jiang Yuan.

But this is also the case. How could it be too bad to be able to accompany such a peerless and charming person? However, this did not hinder this young man's confidence at all. Over the years, he has met many outstanding peers, but who and what?

When can I be arrogant in front of him?

"Oh?" Looking at the indifferent smile on Jiang Yuan's face, the young man smiled softly and hummed: "It seems that this friend thinks that this painting is fake?"

Jiang Yuan did not answer directly, but after looking at the young man, he smiled softly: "Your Excellency, you also study calligraphy and painting?"

"Just a little dabbling..." Upon hearing Jiang Yuan's words, the young man raised his head slightly and said proudly.

Jiang Yuan smiled slightly, and then said: "Since you have only dabbled in it a little bit, how can you be sure that this painting is authentic?"

Seeing Jiang Yuan's teasing expression on his face and his words, Pan Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help but cover her mouth and let out a laugh.

Hearing Pan Xiaoxiao's laughter, a trace of red flashed across the face of the young man on the side. Everyone knew that the things here could not be fake, but what Jiang Yuan just said was a loophole.

He was mocked.

However, he really couldn't answer this with the principles that everyone knew. Fortunately, he did have some research on calligraphy and painting. He smiled coldly, raised his head and said: "Okay... then

Let me explain to you why this painting is real and where he really is!"

Jiang Yuan smiled and shrugged, then stepped aside slightly to let the young man stand in front of the painting.

It is said that Chinese people like to watch the fun, but at this time, several tourists who have been watching around are also interested. Two handsome young people and a beautiful woman have caused such a thing, and they can still

After listening to the free commentary, people naturally flocked over to watch the fun.

Seeing that there were quite a lot of people watching, the arrogance on this young man's face naturally became a bit thicker. The more people there were, the more he could attack the boy opposite and show his face in front of the beautiful woman.

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"Wu Daozi, respectfully known as Wu Sheng, also known as Daoxuan in the history of ancient painting. He was a native of Yangzhai, which is now Yuzhou, Henan. He was the greatest painter in the Tang Dynasty in China. He was honored as the "Sage of Painting" by future generations, and was also known as

Folk painters are respectfully called their ancestors."

The young man stood in front of the painting, looked at the crowd of onlookers, smiled slightly, and said quietly: "Wu Daozi's paintings have a unique style, and he is the founder of Chinese landscape painting. He created the "sparse style" of landscapes with simple brushstrokes and far-reaching meanings. And sparse style

The style can be seen in the painting in front of me...the strokes are simple and not cumbersome...it flows freely and looks fresh and indifferent, but it has great charm..."

"Everyone, please look here... Look at the expression and facial features of this character. Although there are only a few strokes, their charm is completely outlined... And here..."

"It is impossible to forge such a painting, because even if it is forged, even if it is imitated... it is absolutely impossible to fully display its charm..." At this point, the young man gently stood with his hands behind his hands.

, raised his head slightly, smiled softly and said: "So, it can be concluded that this painting is definitely authentic..."

"Okay...well said..." After hearing such a wonderful explanation, everyone in the audience applauded and praised in unison.

Only Jiang Yuan stood aside, looking at everyone with a smile and saying nothing. There was even a hint of appreciation on the corner of his mouth. Although he didn't know much about painting, he felt enlightened after being explained by this young man. If it hadn't been for him

If it was already determined that this painting was fake, then the young man in front of me would explain it and think it was genuine.

But what’s fake is fake... Anyway, you’re free when you’re idle, so feel free to play with me...

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan suddenly felt that he had become more and more evil recently...

.(To be continued..)
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