Chapter 162

Now the whole auditorium was bombed. No one understood what the young man was going to do? I just fell a jade Buddha, and now I pull the authentic works of Wu Daozi from others, and I don't give people a way to live?

"I spelled your last name!"

At this time, Lin Pingchao's heart collapsed. The 12 million Jade Buddha was smashed. Who let it be lanolin blood jade? But now this 20 million genuine work of Wu Daozi has been pulled, which can make him not distressed.

The strong anger made him lose his mind for a short time. Those who were waving their teeth and claws were about to rush towards Qin Haodong. Fortunately, they were stopped by Lin Zhigao and Lin Zhiyuan.

Lin Xiaotian's face became gloomy again. He also felt that Qin Haodong had gone too far. The key is that this is the authentic work of Wu Daozi. He hasn't found it for many years. Now his grandson has sent it up, but he sees it torn in half.

Guo Feng looked at Qin Haodong in surprise and asked, "doctor Qin, what does this mean? Is there a problem with this painting?"

Qin Haodong said calmly: "the problem is no big problem. It's just a fake painting. It's disrespectful to give it to the old man as a birthday gift today, so I pulled it."

"Fake painting? It's impossible! I've identified it. It's really a hundred lotus pictures left by Wu Daozi." Guo Feng said incredulously.

Lin Pingchao calmed down a little, but he shouted angrily, "Qin Haodong, don't talk nonsense. This is definitely the authentic work of Wu Daozi. You must pay for my painting today."

Qin Haodong said disapprovingly, "I say it's false, it's false."

Lin Pingchao shouted, "why? Are you more accurate than director Guo?"

Guo Feng also said: "Mr. Qin, you are really a little reckless. I have identified it and it is absolutely genuine. Moreover, even if it is a fake painting, it has reached the realm of confusing the fake with the real, and the value is definitely more than ten million."

After listening to Guo Feng finish, Lin Pingchao felt a lot more confident and said, "yes, I bought this painting for 20 million. You must compensate me."

Qian Duoduo looked at Qin Haodong and said, "Mr. Qin, do you have any basis for saying that this painting is fake?"

"There is no basis."

As soon as he spoke, the auditorium blew up again. Without any basis, he casually pulled the old paintings worth 20 million. Is this man crazy?

Lin Pingchao's lungs are going to explode. This Qin Mingming is fixing himself, but before he can talk, Qin Haodong said faintly: "because this is what I painted."

Although Qin Haodong's tone was calm and his voice was not loud, almost every sentence he said today was a bomb, which once again caused an uproar in the auditorium.

"Who is this young man? There must be a limit to boasting. He even said that Wu Daozi's authentic work was painted by him..."

"Director Guo said that the painting was genuine, but he actually said that he painted it. Did he think he was the saint of painting Wu Daozi?"

"Arrogant, too arrogant. I heard that he is the new boyfriend of the eldest lady. Mo Mo is too hasty. You can't just look at your face when looking for someone..."

Not only other people didn't believe it, but even Guo Feng said with a surprised look: "what? Mr. Qin, you said you painted it? It's impossible! It's not only Wu Daozi's pen, but also an ancient painting. But you're only in your twenties. How can you paint it?"

"You don't have to pay for the painting of Qin's surname. If you draw it, you don't have to pay for it. I'll give you an extra limit."

Lin Pingchao said these words because he was mad at Qin Haodong and wanted to step on Qin Haodong's face. Now attacking Qin Haodong is equal to attacking Lin mo.

Qin Haodong said, "if you don't believe it, I'll prove it to you now."

He turned to Lin Xiaotian and said, "Sir, can I make a painting on site? It's your birthday."

Lin Pingchao said, "are you kidding? Even a master of such a painting will take a day or two. Can you afford to delay grandpa's birthday?"

Qin Haodong said, "it's not that troublesome. If you want to draw such a picture, it's eight fifths."

"What? This... How is this possible?"

Although Guo Feng and Qian Duoduo know that Qin Haodong is an expert, they are surprised to open their mouths. They can't believe what he said is true. It takes two or three hours for everyone to draw a painting?

Lin Xiaotian glanced at Qin Haodong with great interest, waved his hand and said to the family next to him, "bring the pen and ink in my study."

He likes painting and calligraphy, and he often draws one on weekdays, so he has all the tools for painting at home. Soon, his family took the paper, pen, ink and other tools used for painting and put them on the table.

In the eyes of everyone, Qin Haodong came to the table. He first took out a brush from the pen holder, looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, and then took out a pen to hold in the palm of his left hand. The two brushes were covered with ink at the same time.

"What is he going to do? Do you want to draw with two pens?"

Lin Pingchao directly disdained and said, "at first glance, it's a mallet. I can't draw well with one pen, but I still take two. Isn't it embarrassing enough?"

Qin Haodong didn't pay attention to him at all. After taking a deep breath, he took out his hands together. The two brushes were like alive. They kept flying on the drawing paper in front of him, and the ink began to appear on the empty white paper.

"This... This is a left-right dragon?"

Although Lin Xiaotian couldn't compare with everyone in calligraphy and painting, he also had deep attainments and immediately recognized Qin Haodong's technique.

Qian Duoduo couldn't help asking, "old man, what is left-right dragon?"

Lin Xiaotian said: "ordinary people draw with a brush. They first outline the general shape, and then fill in the map carefully. This is the same as building a house. First build a frame, and then build a guru bit by bit. However, this also has defects. Although the foundation is solid, it is not fast enough."

Guo Feng also dabbled in painting. He nodded and said, "it's true."

Lin Xiaotian continued: "in order to increase the speed of painting, some powerful calligraphy and painting experts have created this way of painting around dragons.

As the name suggests, the left and right dragon is divided into two functions. Draw with both hands at the same time, starting from both ends of the drawing paper. There is no need to conceive the frame, nor any embellishment and touch up. The whole painting completely exists in the painter's heart and keeps pushing towards the middle. When the two strokes meet, the painting will be done.

In this way, the efficiency of painting can be more than doubled, but it is very difficult. First of all, the whole picture should be clear to the chest. Secondly, the heart should be divided into two uses, and there should be no problems. Finally, the color and tone should be used very skillfully, so that there will be no mistakes when the pictures on both sides are connected.

This is a very clever way of painting. I've only heard of it before, and I've never seen such an expert. "

At this point, Lin Xiaotian shook his head and looked unbelievable.

Guo Feng said: "I've heard of you long, but this painting method must have absolute confidence in the painting, and I can't do it without decades of calligraphy and painting skills."

Lin Pingchao was stunned. He knew nothing about painting. Unexpectedly, Qin Haodong, who had just laughed at, used such a powerful way of painting. He couldn't help but feel a little hot on his face.

However, he still doesn't believe that Qin Haodong can draw Wu Daozi's paintings. If anyone can imitate them at will, the painting saint is not the painting saint.

Guo Feng added: "the left and right dragons are really powerful, but the paintings on both sides are too good. If they can't connect perfectly, it's nonsense. It's the same as building a house. Both sides use superb technology. No matter how solid you build, it's waste if you can't connect in the end."

After the two experts explained, everyone's attention focused on Qin Haodong and looked forward to the moment when he finally connected.

Qin Haodong's technique is very fast. His hands seem to be swimming on the drawing paper without thinking. After three or four minutes, the paintings on both sides have been almost finished, and the two pens began to connect. "

The eyes of the people around him were staring at Qin Haodong's hands, especially Lin Pingchao. They wanted to drop their eyes on the drawing paper, hoping that Qin Haodong could make mistakes.

But finally let him down. Qin Haodong's two brushes skillfully merged together, and a picture of Bailian was perfectly presented in front of everyone. And the moment he threw out the brush, just five minutes passed.

"Awesome, it's really awesome. I can draw a hundred lotus pictures in such a short time."

"Who is this young man? He is an expert in painting. Did he really paint that painting just now?"

"It's impossible. It's impossible. No matter how good it is, it's also a new painting. How can it become an ancient painting?"

Among all the people's comments, Guo Feng and Qian Duoduo took the picture of the hundred lotus that had just been torn and carefully compared it with the one just drawn by Qin Haodong.

After five minutes, the two men raised their heads again.

"Perfect, it's so perfect." "As like as two peas," Qin Haodong said, "Qin, my money, the person you admire most is you. I really don't know what else you will not do. You should draw a picture of 100 lotus in such a short time, and you can see no difference from the original."

Guo Feng also said: "indeed, the painting is so perfect that there are no defects."

Lin Pingchao shouted, "even if the painting is good, it's not an ancient painting. The one I just drew is an authentic work of Wu Daozi. The two paintings can't be compared at all."

Guo Feng sighed and said, "yes, Mr. Qin, although I admire your painting skills, it doesn't prove that the painting was painted by you. Besides, you see that the difference between the two pieces of paper is at least thousands of years, and the color of the pen and ink. The painting just drawn is completely different from the ancient painting..."

Qin Haodong smiled and said, "don't worry, it's still the last procedure."

In order to cultivate his mind and play with his life in the cultivation world, he has been a painter, a monk, and even a beggar, so he is very proficient in these three and nine kinds of techniques.

Moreover, the method of making old ancient paintings is not comparable to that of ordinary people at all. Qingmu emperor can control all things with wood attributes.

Qin Haodong rolled up the picture he had just painted and held it in his hand. His right hand stroked it from top to bottom. The green wood in the palm of his hand breathed and breathed, instantly changing the color of the paper and the color of the ink tone.

More than ten seconds later, like a trick, he spread the picture on the table again and said to Guo Feng, "director Guo, look again this time."

Guo Feng stood there as like as two peas. The picture of the lotus was not exactly the same as the one that had just been pulled off. There was no difference between the old degree of painting and the color of the ink. If it was not the one that had just been torn off, it would be placed beside him. He thought it was a dream.

After calming down for a while, he took out the magnifying glass and observed it carefully, but with the passage of time, his hands began to tremble slowly. This painting is an ancient painting of more than 1000 years, and there are really no flaws and loopholes.