Song Fuqiang snorted. "Miss Xu Qingqing, don't you think your words are self - contradictory? One moment you said the two paintings were identical, and the next you claimed it wasn't the genuine one."
This painting was indeed a fake. After all, the real one was worth over ten million yuan. A money - grubber like Song Fuqiang would never part with it so easily.
Song Fuqiang originally planned to have his employee choose the seventh painting. After giving the genuine one to the employee, he would take it back. In this way, he could gain a reputation for generosity in front of others while still keeping his beloved painting. But he didn't expect a spoiler to appear out of nowhere. Xu Qingqing was unyielding and insisted on the seventh painting. And after he swapped it, she even spotted that it was a fake!
"Mr. Song, I haven't finished my words yet," Xu Qingqing said unhurriedly.
Master Jiang on the side couldn't help but ask, "Do you mean this painting is a copy?"
Xu Qingqing shook her head. "Master Jiang, if this painting were a copy, would you experts fail to recognize it?"
Xu Qingqing's words flattered the antique experts present.
"This painting is not that simple. The forgery method is quite unusual. It's not a copy but a 'peeled second layer'."
"What's a 'peeled second layer'?" Someone didn't understand Xu Qingqing's words, and Master Jing Zhen looked puzzled.
Xu Yan explained coldly, "The so - called 'peeled second layer' means splitting the rice paper into two layers and separating the back layer. Since Zheng Qiurong had a bold brushstroke and used thick ink, the color would seep through the whole piece of paper. So the color on the back of the painting is not much different from the front. The forger split the painting and repainted the parts of the second layer with less color. In this way, it looks exactly the same as the genuine one on the top layer."
After hearing Xu Yan's explanation, everyone present was stunned. They never thought there could be such a strange forgery method.
A look of panic flashed across Song Fuqiang's face, but he still insisted stubbornly, "What evidence do you have to prove it's a forgery?"
"It's quite simple," Xu Qingqing said. She held the painting up against the window. The bamboo in the painting was supposed to be all black, but there were still areas with darker and lighter colors.
Everyone knew that painting bamboo should be done in one smooth motion, and there should never be uneven color distribution.
"The lighter areas are the parts that haven't been repainted," Xu Qingqing explained.
In the sunlight, everyone stared intently at the painting on the window. Even though the sunlight was glaring, they couldn't take their eyes off it. Everyone was looking for the flaws.
"Yes, the color of the bamboo is clearly different. It was painted later."
"The lips of the thrush should be bright cinnabar red, but the color of this painting looks a bit yellowish in the sunlight. It's clearly orange!"
One by one, the flaws of the fake painting were pointed out. Song Fuqiang's face grew darker and darker. He turned around and loudly scolded the clerk who had just brought the painting.
"What were you doing! Why did you wrap up a fake painting as a real one! Have you got any brains?"
The clerk knew that the boss was trying to shift the blame. He quickly lowered his head and took the blame.
"Miss Xu Qingqing, everyone, it's all my fault for being so careless. I mistook the fake painting for the real one."
Song Fuqiang roared angrily, "What are you standing there for! Go and fetch the real painting!"
"Yes," the clerk replied and quickly ran away.
To save face in front of so many people, Song Fuqiang reluctantly gave up the painting.
"Miss Xu Qingqing, it's all a misunderstanding. This is the real painting," Song Fuqiang said. Then he unfurled the painting and showed it around to everyone.
After scanning it with her system and confirming it was real, Xu Qingqing took it with a smile.
"Mr. Song, I knew you wouldn't deceive me. I'll take this painting."
"Since you've chosen it, you should take it," Song Fuqiang said, his heart aching.
He didn't know how he managed to give away this painting. He watched helplessly as Xu Qingqing rolled it up and put it into her bag.
Damn it! Why did Jing Zhen invite such a powerful appraiser? She took away his precious painting!
Although everyone knew Song Fuqiang's real intention, no one exposed it. They were all guests invited here. Since the person involved had let it go, why should they keep harping on it?
Next came the second event. Song Fuqiang was too exhausted to be the host, so he invited someone else.
This game was to find the genuine bracelets from a pile of miscellaneous and various ones. There were over a hundred bracelets, but only 20 were genuine, all worth over ten thousand yuan. Those who found them could take them home.
This time, Xu Qingqing didn't participate. After all, she had already won the biggest prize, and she didn't want to arouse others' jealousy.
Song Nuannuan nervously looked at Master Huang. Tens of thousands of yuan was still a lot of money. Master Huang must choose some real ones.
"Do you have the confidence to find more bracelets for me?"
Seeing Xu Qingqing withdraw from the activity, Master Huang said confidently, "Of course."
But during the competition, Master Huang was stunned again. Because Xu Yan harbored a grudge against Song Fuqiang, he kept looking for the genuine bracelets. Out of the 20 bracelets, Xu Yan found 7. Among the remaining 13, Master Jiang found 4. This made the players who didn't find any genuine bracelets or were slow in picking them very dissatisfied and discouraged.
Song Fuqiang looked at Xu Yan angrily but dared not say anything. The veins on his forehead were throbbing.
Good grief! This guy was like coming to his place for a wholesale purchase!
Master Huang didn't find a single genuine bracelet. Song Nuannuan was so angry that she kicked him away.
"You idiot! You can't find any prizes. What's the use of you!"
Master Huang didn't dare to say much after being kicked by her, but he kept complaining in his heart. He had thought the participants were all on a par, but who knew they were so good!
After venting her anger, Song Nuannuan looked at the bracelets in Xu Yan's arms and couldn't help coming up with a bad idea. She walked over with a smile and praised, "Handsome guy, you're so amazing! You've chosen so many bracelets! I'm so stupid that I didn't find any."
After saying that, Song Nuannuan blinked at Xu Yan and made a cute pout. "Can you give me one?"
Why should I? I found these myself! Xu Yan didn't want to give one at first, but noticing Jing Zhen's intense gaze, he changed his mind immediately.
Xu Yan casually picked up a bracelet. "Give me your hand."
"Thank you, handsome guy!"
After successfully getting the bracelet, Song Nuannuan quickly held out her hand, and Xu Yan put it on for her personally.
Song Nuannuan exaggeratedly shouted, "Sure enough, the bracelet chosen by a handsome guy is so shiny and beautiful. I'll definitely cherish it!"
After saying that, Song Nuannuan skipped away. Seeing this scene, Jing Zhen felt heart - broken but could do nothing.