Chapter 312

"I really dare to say that if you don't nominate and don't mention your last name, who won't say good or bad? It really looks like you, isn't it little purple sister?"

Gold wire glasses originally showed disdain and didn't want to say anything. However, the girl next to me opened her mouth first, so she immediately changed into a look of disgust and said sarcastically.

Although the two young people didn't directly point at Ye Mo's nose and scold, they were similar to pointing at mulberry and locust trees, but everyone present, including Ye Mo himself, could hear who this was aimed at.

"This little brother still knows this? I don't know what to call him?"

The old man surnamed Zhao turned his head and asked Ye mo.

"Grandpa, he's just an unknown boy. I haven't heard of it. What can I ask?"

The girl called Xiaozi by gold wire glasses disdained to interrupt the question of the old man surnamed Zhao.

As soon as he heard his granddaughter say this, the old man surnamed Zhao immediately lost interest in Ye mo. he thought it might be the son of a certain family. Now he just looked like a hairy boy who likes to pretend to be better than others. He didn't ask, but directly turned his head and continued to study the painting.

Zonghu's face sank immediately. He brought Ye Mo here. The old man surnamed Zhao was not only beating Ye Mo's face, but also beating his face!

Zong Hu didn't attack immediately, but there was no emotion in looking at the old man surnamed Zhao. A little girl film doesn't matter, but as the owner of the Zhao family, you have such an attitude. Ha ha, there is still a long way to go in the future. Let's count it slowly.

Different from the old man surnamed Zhao, the red faced and forthright old man surnamed Qi didn't have so many opinions. He smiled and asked Ye Mo, "little brother, tell me whose painting this is. Let me see if our eyes are the same."

"I think it's better for you two to say it together. When the time comes, you'll be wrong, but you won't admit it."

Zong Hu's expression changed for only a few seconds, and then returned to normal, but he was still watched by old Tang, who always paid attention to the trend of the "audience group". He was slightly surprised. He didn't dare to ignore Ye Mo and directly activate the atmosphere of the venue.

"Hey! Look what you said, brother Tang. If I can be such a person, it's up to you. I'll talk with my little brother."

The old man surnamed Qi was not angry by this non malicious general, and deliberately pulled into the relationship with Ye mo. obviously, he saw something from some subtle emotion. Unlike the old man surnamed Zhao, zonghu and ye mo were present when they entered the door. He intended to develop in Guangyuan. How can he not carefully find out the layout of various forces!

The old man surnamed Qi glanced at Ye Mo without leaving a trace. He was too lazy to talk to Ye mo. the old man surnamed Zhao, who was still looking at the painting, tilted an extremely subtle arc at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm also curious about their views. I still don't believe them until now."

The Taoist old man reached out and touched his beard.

Ye Mo and the elder surnamed Qi look at each other and say a name at the same time.

"Zhang Daqian."

"Zhu Da."

After they reported their names, the people present were stunned, because what they said was not the same person at all!

"Zhu Da? It's impossible. It seems that this picture of mountains and rocks should be an imitation of Zhang Daqian. How can it still be an authentic work!"

If ye Mo gives out another name, the old man surnamed Qi will only simply smile and find a step for the other party. However, the name Ye Mo says is the imitation of the painting he suspects. That is to say, ye Mo doesn't know anything, but really knows!

"It's just grandstanding. It looks like it's cut and Zhu Da. It doesn't even have a signature. How can it be Zhu Da's painting."

The granddaughter of the old man surnamed Zhao somehow has a great prejudice against Ye Mo, and she mocks in a low voice.

"Yes, little purple sister is right. Only those who are confused will think it is the authentic work of Zhu Da. We don't need to pay attention to him."

The young man with gold glasses licked the way with the wind and gave Ye Mo a hostile look.

As the saying goes, the most important thing to attract a girl is to attract each other's attention first. Although I don't know why the girls around him are so hostile to Ye Mo, it has given him a certain sense of crisis, just like a male competing for the right of spouse.

Seeing two young people playing monkey, ye Mo can't help feeling a little speechless and really doesn't bother to pay attention. When gold wire glasses see that ye Mo is silent and is preparing to pursue the victory, they step on a few feet to deepen his position in the heart of his lover, an old man with Taoist demeanor who has rarely spoken spoke spoke.

"I agree with brother ye that this painting should be the authentic work of Mr. Zhu Da."

As soon as the old man's voice was shut, the whole audience suddenly quieted down. The needle fell and could be heard. The mouth of the gold wire glasses didn't close and hung and bit his tongue.

As the owner of the painting, although there was no unexpected look, he looked at Ye Mo more frequently. Being able to see through the details of the painting at a glance only showed that the young man was not an ordinary person at all.

"This... How is this possible, master? You're kidding."

The young man with gold wire glasses could not imagine that he had just scolded the Giant Buddha in front of him. If it was spread, he would no longer have to mix in the circle and slander the master. Such a person would be despised by the people in the circle wherever he went.

"I don't have Qingzi's uncertain conclusion. I won't say it."

Being coerced by people to scold and scold, even those with a good temper will be uncomfortable. Although the Taoist like old man is not angry, he is also a little angry.

It's not in vain.

The old man who heard the least words all the time revealed his name. Although it was not beyond Ye Mo's expectation, he still felt in a good mood. At least he didn't come in vain and was able to explain to Weichuan.

This old man with Taoist charm is the chief designer of Weitai group, the honorary chairman of the National Calligraphy Association, wuqingzi!

Wuqingzi's position in the field of calligraphy and painting is the existence of the leading level. His words are hard to find, and he rarely mentions words, which makes the price of his works rise again and again.

In the face of such fame and wealth that ordinary people can't reach, young people can't be polluted by the secular world. Every work auctioned out is donated to poor areas and charities for nothing. That's why its unique position is more and more solid.

This is one of the reasons why Wei Chuan has no idea when he knows that he accidentally makes wuqingzi angry. Regardless of his prominent reputation background, wuqingzi himself is his elder. It's strange that he doesn't have a headache.