Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, and asked curiously, "Dad, tell me about this painting, what's so good about it?"

Xiao Changkun smacked his lips and said, "If you want me to say it, I really can't tell the truth. I just think that the painting skills of this painting are very good, realistic! And it is definitely a rare realism in the field of Chinese painting. , you see, the little old man asked him to draw it, it looks like it's fucking real! And the little old man stood on the big rock, and he really wanted to give it up to me! The painting is so fucking good good!"

Ye Chen couldn't laugh or cry at once, he didn't expect the old man's comment to be so down-to-earth, if Meng Changsheng himself heard this, no matter how strong his Dao heart is, he would be very angry.

At this time, Xiao Changkun looked at the words on the painting, and said in his mouth, "Meng Sheng, style name Changming, a native of Chang'an, born in the first year of Linde in the Tang Dynasty..."

As he spoke, his eyes widened suddenly, and he blurted out, "Oh shit, the old man in this painting is from the Tang Dynasty? Does that mean that this painting was also drawn by people from the Tang Dynasty?"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Maybe, but the artist didn't leave his name and time, so you can just treat it as a painting from the Tang Dynasty."

Xiao Changkun raised his brows with joy, and blurted out, "The painters of the Tang Dynasty have been around for more than a thousand years, and their paintings are still so good. If they are brought to the calligraphy and painting exhibition, how good are they?"

Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "The key point is that there is no signature on this painting. Even if it is a painting by a Tang Dynasty painter, it is impossible to find out the actual creator. This kind of painting is difficult to sell at a price in the calligraphy and painting market. It won't cause too much trouble."

Xiao Changkun said, "Never mind him, the painting is good, and it's from the Tang Dynasty. This is very powerful. Even if it doesn't cause too much trouble, at least it will help me complete the performance appraisal of the Painting and Calligraphy Association!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly asked Ye Chen, "Good son-in-law, then I will take this painting?"

Ye Chen nodded and said with a smile, "Dad, if someone asks about your painting, you can just say that you bought it from a person who can't remember the appearance clearly. As for the process of picking up the leak, you can give full play to it." You can brag and talk about your imagination as you like, as long as you don�t deviate from the central idea, you can brag whatever you want.�

Xiao Changkun asked in surprise, "Good son-in-law, if I just say that it was given by my friend, or that it is my own collection, wouldn't that be more face-saving?"

Ye Chen said seriously, "Dad, other people don't know this painting, but my client does. If they find out that you used other people's paintings to brag, they will probably blame me. If you do what I say, they will know that we are In order to protect other people's privacy, not to put gold on my face, I will feel more at ease."

Xiao Changkun was a little resentful, and sighed, "Okay, then do as you said."

Ye Chen smiled slightly, put his hand on his arm, and said seriously, "Dad, don't forget that from now on, you bought this painting by mistake, and it was at the gate of Tangchen Yipin. There is a person who can't remember clearly." Good-looking people stopped you and insisted on selling it to you for a hundred yuan."

After all, a trace of spiritual energy entered Xiao Changkun's mind, quietly imposing a psychological hint on him, and this psychological hint would only be triggered when someone asked about the origin of the painting.

Xiao Changkun nodded subconsciously. At this moment, a seed had already been planted deep in his heart.

Ye Chen smiled and asked him, "Dad, where did you get the painting in your hand?"

Xiao Changkun beamed and blurted out, "I picked it up! Let me tell you, son-in-law, if it weren't for my discerning eyes, this painting is still hidden under another fake painting! At that time, in the antique street, someone took a The fake celebrity calligraphy and painting tried to fool me. My eyes are so poisonous. How could I fall for this scam? At that time, I just started to model it casually, and found that the painting was not right. It was thicker than ordinary words! I guessed it at the time There are other mysteries hidden in it, so I pretended to be fooled and bought the fake painting back with five thousand yuan. masterpiece!"

Ye Chen was speechless secretly, thinking that as an old man, he was really born with the ability to brag.

However, what he wanted was Xiao Changkun's natural performance.

He believed that Wu Feiyan didn't dare to check the background of this painting, but he didn't dare rule out that he, the father-in-law, was talking nonsense outside and then passed it on to Wu Feiyan, so he gave Xiao Changkun this special psychological hint to be cautious.

Seeing that the father-in-law had fully entered the drama, Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction. It seems that the father-in-law not only remembered his psychological hints, but also remembered his instructions to let him brag casually.

He knew that at this moment, deep in Xiao Changkun's heart, he firmly believed that this painting was picked up by himself, but he didn't want people to feel that he was completely lucky, so he had to You have to make up a legendary story to improve your technical content and make yourself look good.

Therefore, Ye Chen deliberately asked tentatively, "Dad, is it too much to brag to my family like this? Tell your conscience, how did this painting come about?"

Xiao Changkun chuckled and said, "It's still my good son-in-law who knows me well, and can tell at a glance that I'm bragging."

As he said that, Xiao Changkun said mysteriously, "Dad, I won't hide it from you. I did buy this painting by mistake, but it's not as mysterious as what I said just now. When I went out yesterday, a guy stopped us at the gate of Tangchen Yipin. Me, insist on selling this painting to me, and the asking price is only one hundred yuan. I think this painting is good, even if it is a modern work, it is more than one hundred yuan. Isn�t it clear that I will give it to me to take advantage of it? So I just Bought it!"

Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile, "Okay, Dad, hurry up and find a place in the Painting and Calligraphy Association. If you don't make a high profile, you, the executive vice president, probably won't be able to continue working!"

When the Boeing 777 carrying the three elders was still passing through the ocean, Xiao Changkun, who was so excited, hugged the portrait Ye Chen gave him, and drove the Rolls-Royce Cullinan that Fei Kexin gave him. , came to the downstairs of the Painting and Calligraphy Association.

At this time, Xiao Changkun's face was full of confidence, as if a miscellaneous army who had just won a key victory was waiting to stand proudly in front of the regular army. JrNovels.com