Chapter 18: Brother's memory can't be wrong
Chapter 18 Brother’s Memory Can’t Be Wrong
"Ye Xian, do you understand etiquette..."
Jiang Wanze just wanted to reprimand her, but was stopped by Mr. Bo, "There is no age or seniority in art. Since this young man has his own opinions, he might as well speak out and exchange ideas."
Ye Xian glanced at Cheng Jingshu, raised her eyebrows slightly: "The painting is a good one, but it's a pity that it's a fake. Ms. Cheng's 20 million yuan is probably in vain."
"What?!"
After the words fell, everyone was shocked and talked a lot.
Cheng Jingshu looked at her in disbelief, as if she was looking at a psychopath, "You are talking nonsense... Ye Xian, if you don't understand, don't make random comments here. You should respect artworks."
"It is precisely because I know how to respect art that I point it out, otherwise, will it be false?"
"Why do you say it is a fake!"
Cheng Jingshu retorted, as if she really didn't know that it was a fake.
Old Man Bo also pursed his lips and looked at her.
Everyone waited for her explanation with a serious face. Ye Xian sighed and walked around to the back of the painting, ""Spring Blossoms and Autumn Fruits", one of the early famous works of the painter Xia Hewan, is precious and extremely rare. It was displayed once in the exhibition, but anyone who has seen that exhibition knows that it is on the upper right of the painting, which is the position..."
She pointed to the top right of the painting, "There is a drop of round shadow."
This drop of shadow was mischievous when the original body was a child, and accidentally dripped it with a candle. Originally, Xia Hewan planned to use technical means to remove the shadow, but because this painting was originally made by her to commemorate the love between herself and her husband, now she has love again The crystallized 'little sloppy' fell on it, and I thought it was quite meaningful, so I didn't remove it in the end.
"Just kidding!" Cheng Jingshu looked at her in disgust, "How old were you in 2008? How could you have been to that art exhibition, and even if you had been, how could you remember it? Don't make it up."
"I haven't been there, but what I'm saying is the truth. I don't know if anyone here has been there."
"Xia Hewan Art Exhibition in Garden Expo Garden in 2008?" Father Bo seemed to think of something, pondered for a moment, and then looked at Bo Tingshen, "Tingshen, I remember when you were young, grandma took you there once, do you remember?"
Ting Shen has an amazing memory since he was a child, and he can never forget everything he has seen. If Ting Shen still remembers it, he should be right.
Ye Xian looked at Bo Tingshen in surprise when he heard the words, a top boss is a top boss, he must have been in his teens in 2008, right? He started going in and out of such elegant places at such a young age, as expected, the bosses grew up in a pampered environment.
No, the man didn't even raise his head, as if he had no interest in it at all, "I don't remember."
hum
Cheng Jingshu was secretly proud. The president was known as a 'genius' in several big families since he was a child. There must be no things that he doesn't remember. This Ye Xian wanted to slander her, but it turned out to be backfired on him, right?
"What else do you have to say?"
"Brother's memory is infallible."
Jiang Wanze looked at Ye Xian with a dark face, and looked at the expression, if it wasn't for the presence of someone, she could have beaten her up, "Ye Xian, don't you think it's not enough to be embarrassing? Get down quickly."
"It doesn't matter, I have other methods to prove it besides that little shadow."
Ye Xian moved his finger to the bottom of the painting.
"Look, although this painting is imitated very realistically, there are still flaws when you observe carefully. For example, the light and shadow on the two sides of 'Chunhua' and 'Qiushi' are quite different from the real one."
Brother Bo, you really don’t remember? (crematorium warning)
Seeking broken recommendation tickets, stinky recommendation tickets, recommendation tickets that no one wants
(end of this chapter)