Liu Yifan pointed at me and shouted as if he was waking up from a dream: "Yes. You say it."
"If you can't tell me today, don't blame me for being rude to you."
Mu Qingqing was holding her hands and gritting her teeth, and shouted coldly: "Slandering Mr. Long and Mr. Zhinan is an extra level of crime. You can sue him for slander."
Liu Yifan and Ran Hong looked at each other, with endless ferocity in their eyes!
Liu Yifan waved to call the cameraman to face me, and then he and Ran Hong pointed at me and shouted: "Tell me!"
The more anxious and fierce the other party became, the calmer and calmer I became: "If I say she is fake, then she is fake."
As soon as I finished speaking, as I expected, there was a well-known master next to me who was eager to jump out and criticize me.
"It's a joke. You said he's fake and you're just lying? Who do you think you are?"
This master is of a very high level.
It turned out to be the magic doctor Xu Chunxiang.
Is this guy Huang Guanyang and Xia Erji's uncle? !
Capture the thief first and capture the king!
The one I’m beating is you, Xu Chunxiang!
Let me take action on you, a quasi-Hanlin!
I replied coldly to Xu Chunxiang: "Is it enough for me to pick up the Qianlong Shroud with 90,000 yuan? Is it enough for me to win the first place in the fourth round of the headquarters' round of picking up the shroud?"
"What's your record? Tell me."
"What's my record? The books I've published are higher than yours."
"Speaking of which, are you a theoretical person, Mr. Xu? Do you have any actual results? Tell me and I will see."
Immediately Xu Chunxiang was beaten into silence by me, and his face turned red all of a sudden.
"Master Tong, I have read your records. Among the things you missed in Daliu Shu that night, there was not even an ancient painting."
"Even if you've been practicing appraisal since you were born, it's only been a few years now? What qualifications do you have to see paintings?"
I beat Xu Chunxiang again without hesitation: "I picked up a Northern Song Dynasty painting collected by Yuan Rong without spending a penny. I have three Hanlin Academy officials, Lao Dao, Baozi and Luo Suluo, to testify for me. Is this qualification enough? ?」
Hearing this, the surrounding masters even exclaimed, buzzing and unbelievable!
When I revealed that I was sloppy, Xia Erzhu quickly stepped forward and screamed: "Little Master..."
Without saying anything else, Huang Guanyang grabbed Xia Er's arm and quickly dragged him out of the crowd. He quickly took out the walkie-talkie and roared.
This scene fell into my eyes, and I didn't care.
Xu Chunxiang looked at me with shock on his face: "I...Luo Ting has seen that painting?"
I said coldly, "I don't know Luo Ting. I only know Luo Sloppy."
"Xu Hanlin. It's your turn.
Xu Chunxiang asked me: "What should I do?"
"I wonder what kind of ancient paintings you, Xu Hanlin, have missed in your life, when you have been two years old like me? Tell me and I will comment."
For a moment, Xu Chunxiang froze on the spot, his face turned red and white, as if he had eaten the hottest hot pot.
When I came here, Xu Chunxiang was silenced by me, but I still didn't let him go: "I just heard someone say that Xu Hanlin is a disciple of the Xia family. I would like to ask Xu Hanlin, who is the master who taught you to read paintings?"
"You can't even spot a fake painting. Does your master know your vision and technical level?"
boom!
Xu Chunxiang's whole body exploded from the spot. He was so angry that his eyes were red and he screamed: "Don't insult my teacher!"
Xu Chunxiang, who was so angry and nervous, completely ignored his identity and age, crawled like a dog from under the long table, rushed to me, pointed at me with all his strength and yelled.
"Don't insult my master!"
"Tong! You can insult me. But you can't insult my teacher!"
Seeing Xu Chunxiang's eye-split eyes ready to kill and set fire, and recalling the virtue of Huang Guan raising Xia Erqi just now, I couldn't help but become a little interested in the ancestors of the Xia family.
"The surname is Tong."
Xu Chunxiang, who was shaking with anger, pointed at my hand.
Zai was trembling: "Now! You point out to me the fakeness of this painting right now. If you point it out, I, Xu Chunxiang, will kowtow to you to apologize!"
"I can't point it out——"
"I, Xu Chunxiang, want you to lie down and go out today."
Xu Chunxiang’s challenge instantly triggered countless people to follow suit!
"Yes. Let him point it out. If he points it out, he will pass."
"I can't point it out. Then he is just slandering Mr. Long and Mr. Nan."
"They also slandered Xu Hanlin and slandered Mr. Xia!"
"We will never let him go!"
"Yes! Never let him go!"
"Tie him up and drag him to see Mr. Xia, let him die!"
"good!"
With one call and hundreds of responses, the crowd in the small hall No. 3 was filled with excitement and loud voices that shook the sky.
Countless people were attracted by the sound and quickly rushed into Hall 3!
For a time, Hall 3 was so crowded that there was no water to pour in!
When the people who just came in heard what others said, they all became furious and joined the army of denouncers without hesitation and righteousness.
For a moment, I was criticized by thousands of people, and the saliva at the scene almost drowned me.
If I were at the headquarters, maybe not so many people would dare to do this to me.
But today is different.
The worst people coming today are all branch managers, and the ones responsible for reception are all the vice presidents!
In front of these people, I am not even an ant.
Facing the criticism from thousands of people and thousands of people, I became calmer and calmer!
It’s time again when one sword can destroy ten thousand swords!
You have to fight. Then fight!
cut!
Facing hundreds of pairs of fire-breathing eyes and hundreds of sharp mouths in the audience, I calmly took a deep breath and spoke loudly.
"Which other master said that this painting is real? Please come forward."
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen people appeared obediently around the long table.
These people are all appraisal masters who have written books and biographies and published papers. They are not only old and mean disciples, but also retired old masters with national and national treasures.
"Any more?"
"Excuse me, are there any more?"
My eyes scanned the whole place side by side, and when the third question came, my eyes hovered on the old mean face.
"Mr. Wang. What do you say?"
Needless to say, the grievances between Wang Jingsong and I are irreconcilable.
So, when I get the chance, I will kill Wang Jingsong!
This old thing has extremely thick armor, so he can't be beaten to death!
Today, I will peel off the last layer of his skin, eat his flesh, and drink his blood.
Then squeeze his muscles and refine his soul!
To everyone's surprise, the old mean man ignored me for the first time under my questioning!
