60: C60 True and False Painting

C60 True and False Painting

"Director Ye, there's no need to agree to his request. What they did was against the rules!"

Liu Yuanwei said anxiously.

Bai Kun could totally reject Bai Kun's suggestion of changing the rules. After all, they were the ones who proposed the conditions for the first and second round, so the rules for the third round could be set by themselves!

For example, if he were to take out another Nine Inch Plum Blossom Competition, although it would be a bit shameless, it would still be in accordance with the rules. He would definitely win this fight!

If not, he would suddenly fall into Bai Kun's trap. Now, it was a 1: 1 draw, Bai Kun would never be able to lift his head up again if he won another match of Fu Rui Xiang.

"Boss, there's no need to agree to his request!"

"Director Ye, they broke the rules!"

"You guys are the ones who make the rules, don't you want to show your face?"

"..."

Bai Kun's words also aroused the anger of the Fu Rui Xiang Clerk, no one would bully others like that when they want to bully others, they have to settle their own rules when they come looking for trouble.

The employees that Bai Kun brought all ignored him and did not dare to argue. This was indeed a very shabby job, so there was no such thing as playing around.

"Don't bother with him, little friend Ye. You can fight however you want in the third round!"

Zheng Lu looked at Ye Mo's eyes and said.

"Uncle Zheng!" If you continue to act like this, then Ah Yu's illness will have to be delayed again! "

Seeing that Zheng Lu was going to let Liu Tie choose the rules, Bai Kun immediately became anxious. If this brat took out that Pendant again, he would be finished!

"Shut up!" A cripple person is still better than a cripple heart! "

Zheng Lu said angrily. Although there was pain in his eyes, he didn't hesitate at all.

Descendants would naturally have their own blessings. Perhaps, this was fate.

"The third round..."

Ye Mo opened his mouth and a smile appeared on Lee Yonghai's face. This was because the initiative was once again returned to Ye Mo. On the other hand, Bai Kun snorted angrily and flung his sleeves, preparing to leave.

"You guys set the questions."

Ye Mo said as he drank the tea that the waiter handed to him.

"What!"

"What?!"

"Who set the question? I must have heard wrongly. "

"Director Ye, this also …"

"..."

The people in the room immediately exploded. Although they did not dare to ask loudly, everyone began to quietly discuss, and whether it was Fu Rui Xiang or Bai Kun's people, they all felt that it was inconceivable!

"Little friend Ye, have you thought about it clearly? Do you really want us to set the question?"

Zheng Lu asked with a frown. This action of Ye Mo was undoubtedly giving up the advantageous conditions he had for himself. This was completely illogical.

Bai Kun's gaze from astonishment to mockery only took a few seconds.

He was overestimating himself!

Bai Kun said coldly in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it. He was afraid that if he said something careless, this young fool would change his mind.

"There's no need to say anymore. Give me the questions."

Ye Mo waved his hand, showing that he didn't mind.

Well then, this old man will refuse. I have a calligraphy here.

Zheng Lu waved his hand. The shop assistant on the side quickly took out a yellow scroll from the box on the table.

"Dong Qichang's calligraphy!"

Lee Yonghai recognized it at a glance, then carefully observed the calligraphy style, and checked the signature and the bell marks behind it.

"That's right, it's Dong Qichang's calligraphy. It belongs to his early work. His style has yet to be fully developed and there are still many words within it. There are even traces of imitating famous masters."

Lee Yonghai acted as if he was admiring himself, but in reality, he just wanted to give Ye Mo a reminder. If Ye Mo didn't even know who the author was, that would be embarrassing!

There were a few youngsters who truly understood the art of painting these days, and Zhang Xuan didn't even know what was written in the calligraphy of that prodigal toy of his!

Ye Mo was speechless when he saw Lee Yonghai pretending to talk to himself.

He still knew about Dong Qichang. He was a great calligrapher of the late Ming Dynasty. His calligraphy style was graceful and elegant and his calligraphy style was unrestrained. It was rather natural and had a great impact on future generations of calligraphy.

Dong Qichang's calligraphy was not good from the beginning. On the contrary, his calligraphy from his early years was quite ugly.

When he was seventeen, Dong Qichang went to take the examination. He was supposed to be first place, but the chief examiner thought his writing was too ugly, so he gave the first place to Dong Qichang's nephew.

This caused Dong Qichang to be greatly humiliated. After returning, he angrily studied and copied down many calligraphy characters, finally claiming that he was one.

This calligraphy, judging by the style, was indeed an early work of his, and it was indeed possible to see the facial features of some other famous style.

"Little friend Ye, please give me a slap."

Zheng Lu did not pursue the matter of Lee Yonghai giving away the questions, but rather indicated that Ye Mo should be able to use his fingers.

Ye Mo smiled, put down the tea cup and stood up. He took the towel from the shop assistant and wiped his hands, then bent over to observe the calligraphy.

Everyone in the shop couldn't help but hold their breath, afraid that their breathing would affect Ye Mo too much.

Zheng Lu took this opportunity to size up the young master.

Her features were delicate and pretty, and her expression was indifferent. She didn't have the recklessness that a person of this age should have.

This young man was not simple.

Zheng Lu was slightly surprised. Ye Mo's eyes were deep and unfathomable. He had an age that did not belong to him. This was exactly the kind of calm he would have after being polished by the common people.

Just when everyone was guessing how much Ye Mo would offer that word, Ye Mo sat up straight and picked up his teacup. After a short silence, he said.

"This writing is fake."

"What?" Hahaha! "How laughable, how dare Boss Ye doubt the authenticity of this word with his poor eyesight?"

Bai Kun laughed out loud, looking extremely carefree. He had seen this calligraphy piece before, and every stroke of this calligraphy piece was exactly the same as Dong Qichang's from the early days!

Therefore, Fu Rui Xiang had lost this fight!2

"Director Ye, this, this word was indeed written by Dong Qichang."

It seemed that Taihua Street would no longer be able to engage in the antique business in the future. After smashing the signboard this time, the reputation of the line of Taihua Street and Humanities would be ruined.

"Little friend, are you sure?"

Zheng Lu was surprised and asked.

"Uncle Zheng!" He is just a piece of sh * t. He doesn't know anything at all! "

Seeing that victory was already within his grasp, Bai Kun no longer had any scruples and pointed at Ye Mo as he mocked.

"If it wasn't for you, Boss Ye, getting the item from somewhere, you would have already lost the last round!" Men, remove the Fu Rui Xiang plate for me! "

Bai Kun revealed a look of disdain, and waved his hand, preparing to let the shop assistant remove the Fu Rui Xiang plaque.

Lee Yonghai and the other employees' faces immediately turned green. To go and take down the plaque in front of the main house, this was not giving them any face at all!

"Yonghai, you said that this was Dong Qichang's early work?"

Ye Mo was not the least bit flustered by the hostile atmosphere in the restaurant. He asked as he poured the tea into a cup.

"Director Ye, I might be able to read someone else's calligraphy. I have already appraised Dong Qichang's calligraphy countless times, so I definitely won't be wrong about his calligraphy."

Although Lee Yonghai was depressed, he did not dare to show any impatience towards Ye Mo as he bowed and said.

Ye Mo shook his head and laughed.

"If you say so, then this calligraphy must be fake."

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