Chapter 39 Bet to distinguish the true from the false

Style: Romance Author: Why is the flute silent?Words: 2357Update Time: 24/01/11 09:24:08
But boy from China, I still have conditions. If you lose, in addition to the bet you just made, you will also have to tell the media that your country is not as good as Japan. The old man said sinisterly.

How can this be possible? No, absolutely not. Before Wang Yu could speak, an old man from the Chinese Literature Association spoke.

Wang Yu cannot represent our association. The old man considered that if Wang Yu lost, it would be embarrassing for the whole country of China, not for an individual, so he could not and could not agree to it no matter what.

Haha, don’t you dare? It seems that you Chinese people have lost not only their ability, but also their courage. Hahaha, the old man with the mustache started laughing after he finished speaking, which made many people in the literary association blush but could not say anything.

Okay, Wang Yu, do you have confidence? He Feng said at this time.

Although he knew that Wang Yu had some crooked ways, this matter related to the face of the Chinese Literary Association, so even he had to treat it with caution, which is why he asked Wang Yu at this moment.

Just take a look, I guarantee you'll be satisfied. Wang Guangyu said after hearing what He Feng said.

Because he had already seen the origin of this calligraphy, and then said: In order to prevent the people of Japan from going back on their word, I still bother you to make the bet, and we can both sign it. You have no objection to that.

Upon hearing this, the old man with a mustache said: It's just what I want, let's get started.

So the little old men from the Literary Association all stopped talking under He Feng's eyes. They looked at Wang Yu and could only resign themselves to fate.

At this moment, Wang Yu had already signed with the old man with a mustache from the Japanese country and came to the table. Everyone's nervous eyes followed Wang Yu's figure.

I have to say that you Chinese people still have a little ability, but it is only a little bit, the size of a fingernail. Before Wang Yu could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an old man with a mustache and said: "Sharp-tongued boy, don't waste your time."

At this moment, he himself felt relatively happy. On his side, after all, it was the wealth accumulated by his family for several generations. If NetEase Wang Yu really won, would he really want to give it away? The answer is definitely no.

As for Wang Yu, if he can't see it, then he can severely humiliate China. Then he can make a big publicity. Just when the old man was still dreaming, he just heard Wang Yu say:

This calligraphy is not authentic. Secondly, it is a high imitation. To put it bluntly, it is a product of high technology. Little old man, am I right?

The mustache was shocked when he heard this, but on the surface he still looked calm and said: Where is the evidence?

Want proof? Still don’t know how to repent? Well, I'll go up and see the evidence you want. Grandpa He, please ask someone to fetch me a basin of water and a knife.

After hearing Wang Yu's words, the old man with the mustache finally showed a little panic on his face. He Feng had been observing the expression on the old man's face. As soon as he saw this, he immediately asked someone to get what Wang Yu needed. Gave it to Wang Yu.

Then under the eyes of everyone, Wang Yu wet the border of the characters with water, and then started to scratch along the edges with a knife. After a while, the entire character was cut open. Wang Yu raised it with both hands and just I saw that one piece of writing at this time was actually divided into two pieces.

And there was another piece of writing on the bottom paper. Then Wang Yu turned to the old man with the mustache and said: Do you need me to say anything else?

When the old Japanese man saw this, he suddenly became frightened, and the sweat on his head was like rain.

He never expected that his trick would be seen through. He obviously did it very well and no one else could see it, but the young man in front of him actually saw through it.

But he still said: Even if you take apart the paper, you can't prove that the word is fake.

You really don’t shed tears until you see the coffin. Well, I’ll let you see it.

So Wang Yu said to the Chinese Literary Association: Seniors, if you can't tell the authenticity of this calligraphy, it doesn't mean that you are incompetent, nor is it that you are inferior to the Japanese association.

But these people have manipulated it, so even if you look at it, you won't see anything. Hearing Wang Yu's words, everyone in the Chinese Literature Association breathed a sigh of relief. If Wang Yu hadn't come out to save everyone, today would have been really embarrassing.

Not understanding what everyone was saying, Wang Yu immediately said: Everyone, look at the two pieces of paper in my hand. After they are separated, everyone can tell that they are fake. Everyone then stepped forward to check them one by one and nodded in agreement.

Wang Yu then said: But when these two pieces of paper are put together, it is hard to tell. No one said anything, they were all waiting for Wang Yu's next step. You can see why they are separated.

The reason why it cannot be seen when put together is because this calligraphy is completely a high-end imitation produced by the current technology, which is much better than ordinary hand-made imitations.

This is an authentic poem (New Year's Eve) written by Wen Tianxiang, the famous right prime minister in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the imitation in my hand is a copy of this poem.

The real reason why everyone can't see it is because the Japanese did not copy the words on one piece of paper, but separated the words on two pieces of paper, and then merged the two pieces of paper.

In the end, it will become the words in front of everyone just now. The latter is mostly a shadow of the former, because it affects people's subjective judgment.

It is both true and false, which leads to the real reason that everyone cannot judge. After Wang Yu finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the old man with a mustache and said with a smile: Am I right?

Let’s try it like this. No wonder when I read it, I always felt that some words were too shallow or too dark, and some were just right, so I couldn’t distinguish the true from the false.

The old men from the Chinese country were talking and staring at the old man from the Japanese country with unkind eyes. Under the strong aura of everyone, the old man might have collapsed to the ground if he hadn't been supported by the people who came with him.

Now not only has this painting been lost, but also all the assets of his family have been lost, which has suddenly plunged his family into a state of despair.

Then the old man said to Wang Yu and other people from the association: I lost this time, and you will definitely lose in the exchange competition in a month. After that, he was ready to leave.

Wait, have you forgotten something? Wang Yu said.

Young man, don't go too far, it's just a joke. As he said that, the old man with the mustache wanted to deny it. He thought that the people here didn't dare to do anything to him.

oh? Yeah? Then I will let my people go around your country. I heard a low voice, and then Mr. Xiao and the other two old men stood up from the chairs behind and said.

Everyone turned around and saw that the people from the Hua Kingdom were fine. After all, they were all familiar with Mr. Xiao and the others and had frequent contacts. And the old man with a mustache completely changed his expression when he saw Mr. Xiao.

You...you...you are...

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Xiao, saying: Farewell, I am just an ordinary antique lover today. If you are smart, just follow the bet and accept defeat. If you are a cheat, hum.

Mr. Xiao didn't go on, but the meaning was already obvious.

With two groans from Mr. Xiao, the old man with a mustache completely collapsed on the ground, apologizing profusely and contacting his family to sell off his assets.

Because he didn't dare to bet. The man in front of him had a real bad temper. Ten years ago, the Japanese country was almost destroyed because of the hand of this man. So he didn't dare to bet at all. He was afraid that he would not be able to give in if he gave in. The Japanese country that easily breathed a sigh of relief was once again in catastrophe, then he was the sinner of the Japanese country.