Chapter 107 This fake is well drawn
"I don't think so..."
Luo Wanbai forced a smile, stretched out his hand and pulled his hair behind his ears to hide his embarrassment that he didn't understand anything.
"It's better to let everyone see, everyone who is doing it must be much better than me, and I can't do it casually."
She turned her mind quickly, and faced Nan Qiao's question, she directly threw it to everyone.
As he spoke, Luo Wanbai opened the box to take out the painting and unfold it.
She did this, first to divert Nan Qiao's problem, and second, to let Mr. Cheng pay attention to her.
If I can marry Cheng Juan, I will be a beautiful Mrs. Cheng from now on.
She spent a lot of money on Cheng Lao's birthday banquet this time, and if she didn't attract attention just now, she wouldn't mind doing it again.
Cheng Juan frowned tightly, looking at Luo Wanbai, this stupid woman's actions, secretly thinking that it was not good, but after all, it was too late to stop her.
Following Luo Wanbai's intentions, the two waiters held the two sides of the painting and pulled them apart to reveal the contents.
"Volume of Eighty-seven Immortals", as the name suggests, depicts eighty-seven immortals traveling in a procession. The scene is grand, and the posture is full and graceful.
Looking at the ink lines on the sleeves, ruffles, flag tassels, etc. of the characters above, the interlacing and whirling seemed to form a harmonious beauty. Everyone was amazed, but no one noticed that Cheng Lao looked a little strange happy.
Everyone's reaction slightly calmed Luo Wanbai's embarrassment just now, and she regained her confidence just now, and looked at Nan Qiao.
Watching the painting unfold slowly, Nan Qiao hooked his lips.
Stupider than I imagined.
"This painting looks really good."
Nan Qiao frowned in distress, with one hand wrapped around his waist and the other resting weakly against his chin, he made an expression of wanting to say something but didn't speak, seemed to be calmed by Luo Wanbai's movements .
Seeing people like this, Luo Wanbai thought that the other party was annoyed that the other party didn't take down the painting decisively at the beginning, but now she has stolen the limelight, so he immediately raised his eyebrows, and said to Nan Qiao empathetically.
"The works of Huasheng are naturally rare. If you have something to say, why not speak now."
Seeing Nan Qiao's deflated expression, Luo Wanbai felt that he was not wronged for spending the 20 million yuan. Seeing his current expression, he was very relieved.
What about the daughter of the Murong family? Didn't things fall into your own hands?
Hearing Luo Wanbai say what he wanted, Nan Qiao immediately went down the **** and opened his mouth in doubt.
"Although it can be seen that this painting is not shallow, but why do I look... like a fake?"
As soon as these words were uttered, the entire hall fell silent, as if a needle could be heard clearly.
Luo Wanbai looked at Nan Qiao in disbelief, he didn't expect that someone would say these words, and he wanted to slander him.
"Fake?!"
"Speaking of it this way, it seems a bit..."
"No way, this is Mr. Cheng's birthday banquet, who dares to fake it?"
"It's hard to say, nine out of ten antiques are fake."
As soon as they heard Nan Qiao's words, the crowd exploded instantly.
Luo Wanbai's expression was even more embarrassing, his eyes looking at Nan Qiao were like fire, and his strange persistence seemed to be able to burn people through.
"In front of everyone, you can't talk nonsense."
In just a few words, she clenched her back molars and squeezed them out abruptly. The smile on her face disappeared and was replaced by a stern attitude.
"I didn't talk nonsense."
Nan Qiao still had that smiling expression on her face, as if she hadn't realized how powerful her words were at all.
She left her position, walked towards Luo Wanbai's position, and finally stood in front of the painting.
"But his grandeur and magnificence are difficult for others to imitate," Nan Qiao pointed to a corner of the painting, "Even if the eighty-seven gods are imitated, it is difficult to draw the essence of each of them, and this part is obviously damaged. The beauty of the harmony of the whole."
Unintentionally, everyone's eyes followed the direction Nan Qiao was pointing at.
I just took a rough look before, so no one noticed this, but under Nan Qiao's special reminder, almost everyone saw clearly the shortcomings of the painting.
"Furthermore, the lines of Wu Daozi's paintings are round and strong, strong and rhythmic, bright and full of vitality. But many of the bends in them have a sense of vigor and chill, which shows that they are not authentic works."
"What's more, Wu Daozi's portrayal of the characters' expressions is even more detailed. Among them, the solemnity of the emperor, the might of the gods and the innocence of the golden boy and jade girl are often out of shape."
"The eighty-seven gods were supposed to be the six gods who opened the way and the twenty-four golden boys and jade girls, but after counting them, only one girl was missing."
"This painting represents the highest level of ancient Chinese white painting. How could there be so many mistakes?"
Nan Qiao pointed out the key point, looked at Luo Wanbai who was speechless for a while, and saw the annoyance and hatred in the other party's eyes.
"It seems that Ms. Luo's 20 million yuan is willing to be cheated."
Luo Wanbai clenched his hands that were under the table tightly, and he didn't even notice that his well-cared for nails were sunk into the flesh.
She must be jealous of her being in the limelight, so she deliberately discredited herself in front of the old man!
The two of them have now become the focus of the banquet, Luo Wanbai knows that he must not make a fool of himself at this moment, even if he hates Nan Qiao deeply, he can't at this time.
She frowned and looked at Nan Qiao, confused.
"This is definitely not a fake."
"Miss Nan said that about me, is it because I bought this painting first in front of you?"
Luo Wanbai pretended to be embarrassed, and looked at Nan Qiao at a loss, as if he had done something wrong and felt a little annoyed and sorry.
"At that time, I was eager for Aibao, and thought it would be the best to use this painting as a birthday present for Mr. Cheng, so I paid for it. I didn't expect to offend Miss Nan so much."
Her words were full of apology, but the taste changed in the ears of others.
According to what people mean, it seems that Nan Qiao made things difficult for him because he didn't get the painting.
"She is the daughter of the Murong family, if you fancy something, you can grab it?"
Amidst the suspicion of the crowd, Qin Shao's public voice was fully revealed.
He was right. Nan Qiao is the eldest lady of the Shengjing Group, and Luo Wanbai is a daughter of Xiao Luo's family. Their identities are already very different, so how could it be Luo Wanbai's turn to get Nan Qiao first? Want something?
Luo Wanbai's smile was a bit far-fetched, but he still opened his mouth to explain.
"I just passed by and saw Miss Nan negotiating with that person, and I really liked it, so I bought it at a high price."
The daughter of the Murong family is bargaining?
Everyone didn't know that when they heard Luo Wanbai's explanation, they didn't really believe the other party's thoughts at first, and their thoughts turned directly to Nan Qiao's side.
With his current status, what Nan Qiao wants is not a matter of one sentence?
Luo Wan said it in plain English, only to realize that this had had the opposite effect. Even though he regretted it in his heart, it was too late.
"I knew at that time that the man was a liar, but he was just interested in trying to make people suffer."
Nan Qiao tilted his head, folded his arms around his chest and looked at Luo Wanbai with an innocent expression, wanting Luo Wanbai to hit someone.
"But I didn't expect Miss Luo to come out halfway and buy this painting at twice the price of mine."
"It's just that I didn't know that Ms. Luo was actually using it as a birthday present. If I knew, I would have reminded you."
There is nothing wrong with what you said.
After all, Nan Qiao's purpose wasn't on that painting at the time, and at a glance, he knew that most of the stalls were fakes, so he just ordered one casually. Who knew that Luo Wanbai regarded that painting as a treasure. I bought it.
"you…"
Luo Wanbai was angry, his phoenix eyes were wide open, looking at Nan Qiao, his eyes were about to burst into flames.
At this time, if she still can't see that Nan Qiao did it on purpose, she is the biggest fool in the world!
(end of this chapter)