Chapter 127
Fake is always fake!
When these words rang out in the banquet hall, all the sounds around them disappeared.
Swish, swish, swish!
A group of eyes, brushing together, looked toward the place where the voice came from, and the crowd was startled to discover that the person who spoke was ...... Lin Fan.
"Lin Fan!"
Lin Guangyao's face instantly became gloomy.
He did not expect that when he was at his most proud and glamorous, it was this damned guy who came out to tear down the stage again.
"You fucking fart, this painting of mine was personally authenticated by Curator Zhu Qing, how could it be fake?"
"You're a son-in-law, what the hell do you know about art? Do you know what a Master Blood painting is?"
Lin Guangyao's face was full of ridicule and resentment.
It wasn't just him!
The eyes of the surrounding crowd were filled with disdain and contempt as they looked at Lin Fan.
After all, they had personally heard that Curator Zhu Qing had appraised it.
With curator Zhu Qing's research on Master Blood's paintings, could he still not compare to a small son-in-law?
Simply ridiculous.
"Is this Bai family's door-to-door son-in-law an idiot? Hasn't he heard that Curator Zhu Qing has been firm?"
"Hmph! I think it's because some people want to stand out, and that's why they're getting attention."
"Exactly! This guy stole the Super VIP Supreme Membership of Sheng Shi Group before and now he's here to clamor for attention, what an idiot!"
"......"
The surrounding gazes were sarcastic and disgusted.
Even Curator Zhu Qing's face was covered with intense displeasure.
"Little fellow, are you saying this is an imitation?"
"Exactly!"
Lin Fan looked directly at Curator Zhu Qing without any cowardice.
"Good! You are also the first person who has questioned me, Zhu Qing!" Curator Zhu Qing was furious with Lin Fan.
He pointed at the 'Eiffel Tower' with a gloomy face and said angrily.
"Today, explain to me how this can be an imitation?"
"If you're right, then I, Zhu Qing, will worship you as my master, and if you're wrong, well, I'll make you suffer!
Zhu Qing's voice was filled with boundless anger.
Say yes, Zhu Qing worshiped his master!
Say it wrong and Lin Fan suffers!
When he heard this, Bai Shan, who was on the other side, his face swished white.
He knew that although Zhu Qing was in charge of the Jiang City Collection, he was extremely powerful in Jiang City, both in terms of his connections and influence.
If he got angry and dealt with Lin Fan, it would be a matter of minutes.
At that moment, Bai Shan wanted to hold Lin Fan back and told him not to say more.
But, Lin Fan didn't care, he stared coldly at Zhu Qing and shook his head and smiled.
"I'm sorry, but with your eyesight, you can't even tell the difference between the real thing and the imitation, and you're not qualified to be my master!"
What!
Lin Fan's words made everyone here confused.
No qualifications?
Wow!
Arrogant! Hubris!
The surrounding crowd, at this moment, looked at Lin Fan as if they were looking at an idiot, they had never seen such a crazy person before, they even said that Curator Zhu Qing's eyesight was not even qualified to worship him, isn't this crazy?
But that's not all.
Lin Fan didn't care about the ridicule of the crowd, he came straight to the painting and said indifferently.
"This painting has Blood's sextuple form, but in three different places!"
Said Lin Fan, pointing to the tip of the Eiffel Tower.
"First, the spire! Blood's Eiffel Tower's spire, on a scale of 10,000,000, is reduced to a painting! The exact number for the painting should be 13.78!
"Second, the color brushes used in Blood's paintings are made of deep aquamarine ink, which does not fade, does not soak in water, and can remain intact for a hundred years! And this painting, the color underneath, has come off, so it's not deep ocean blue ink at all!"
"In all of Blood's paintings, the L in the engraved stamp goes up 30 degrees, but in this stamp, it is straight!
Chapter 128
Silence!
At this moment, watching Lin Fan talk freely.
That kind of ease and confidence made everyone have an illusion, as if a master of the Blood research school was explaining to them the difference between the genuine and the imitation.
It was trance-like, yet unbelievable!
It's not just the crowd!
After hearing Lin Fan's explanation, the look on Zhu Qing's curatorial face changed from anger to astonishment, and from astonishment to doubt.
Zhu Qing was confused.
It wasn't that he hadn't heard of such claims.
But in his opinion, these were just myths about Master Blood from the outside world.
After all, it was simply too difficult to reduce the physical object to a painting in ten thousand scale, and people are not precision instruments after all.
And the deep blue ink, a hundred years without fading and deformation, he had never seen.
As for the inscription ......
Zhu Qing had never paid attention to this detail either.
After all, there were very few Blood works in circulation, and although he had seen one or two, he had only appreciated the beauty and artistic attainments of the paintings, and had never paid attention to the way Blood signed them.
"What a load of nonsense!"
At this moment, as if looking at a liar, Zhu Qing looked at Lin Fan, his eyes filled with anger.
"What you're saying, whether it's the 10,000 ratio, or the deep ocean blue ink, is all just the world's excessive mythology about Master Blood, and it's not believable at all."
Wow!
When Zhu Qing's words fell, the crowd around him instantly concluded that Lin Fan was just acting.
He didn't know where he heard it from, and was deliberately trying to sell it here.
In the eyes of the crowd, Lin Fan had only a superficial understanding of Master Blood's work, and was making a show of it, that's all.
"Hahaha ......"
At this moment, Lin Guangyao's maniacal laughter exploded.
"Wonderful seconds! Lin Fan, I have to say that I admire your acting skills, Lin Guangyao!"
"You're just a son-in-law at the door, and if you didn't know any better, you'd think you were Master Blood! Hahahaha ...... is really laughing at me!"
Lin Guangyao was laughing so hard that in his eyes, Lin Fan was like a joke!
A bullshit 10,000,000 scale reduction of an object to a painting!
Bullshit deep sea blue ink!
Bullshit weird drop-offs!
Lin Guangyao didn't believe everything Lin Fan said.
In his eyes, Lin Fan was just clowning around to get people's attention, as if he were a clown and a joke.
It wasn't just him!
The crowd beside him also scoffed and looked at Lin Fan as if they were looking at a fool.
"Oh my god, there is such a stupid person, is this guy in a class?"
"Yes, in the whole of Jiang City, who can compare to Curator Zhu Qing in the study of Blood Masters! If he says this guy is talking nonsense, then he must be talking nonsense!"
"What an idiot to question Curator Zhu Qing!"
"......"
Instantly, the surrounding discussion and ridicule buzzed incessantly, like waves of sound, drowning Lin Fan and Bai Shan.
Bai Shan's face was pale.
In fact, even he thought his son-in-law was talking nonsense; after all, he had never seen Lin Fan study a painting, let alone have any attainments in this area.
That's not all.
Next to him, Lin Guangyao was now staring at a painting in Lin Fan's hand with a pair of eyes, thiefishly.
As if he knew the intent of this scroll, he couldn't help but ask Lin Fan.
"Lin Fan, do you hear me? Curator Zhu Qing has called you a liar!"
"And what's that painting you're holding in your hand? Did you want to give it to my uncle as a gift?"
A gift?
At this moment, Li Zhenghui and Zhu Qing and others also turned their eyes towards the scroll in Lin Fan's hand.
When many eyes fell on themselves and others, Bai Shan, who was next to them, could only force himself to say to Li Zhenghui.
Bai Shan, who was beside him, could only scalp and say to Li Zhenghui.
"Mr. Li, in fact, we came this time to prepare a pair of calligraphy paintings for you!"
"Oh?"
The corner of Li Zhenghui's mouth, showing a trace of disdain, indifferently asked.
"I wonder, Mr. Bai, whose calligraphy and painting are you preparing this time? Could it also be the masterpiece of Blood? Hahaha ......"
Li Zhenghui's tone of voice was full of ridicule.
When the rest of the crowd heard this, they instantly burst into laughter.
Only this smile was filled with ridicule and disdain.
However, at that very moment!
To the dismay of the crowd, Lin Fan nodded his head in all seriousness.
"Exactly! It's Blood's work!"