1353: C1353 Tang Yin's Unique Brush

C1353 Tang Yin's Unique Brush

3He didn't care who the creator of this painting was or whether the person who drew this painting was as famous as Tang Yin. As long as it wasn't drawn by Tang Yin, this painting wouldn't be worth much.

Because no one would pay for a painting that wasn't confirmed, even if his painting was indeed very good.

"Professor Qin, it looks like you will be disappointed..." Lin Tian narrowed his eyes, and looked at Qin Luo with a mocking gaze. "This painting probably does not exceed 2 million."

2 million?

Regarding this, Qin Luo could only smile faintly.

"Like I said, two million is just a fraction of this painting." After saying this, Qin Luo turned to look at Lee Tai. "Elder Li, I don't know if you have heard of a story about Tang Yin."

A story about Tang Yin?

Lee Tai frowned slightly. Tang Yin was handsome and had a lot of interesting news. He did not know which one Qin Luo was talking about.

"Which one is Professor Qin talking about?"

"Everyone knows that Tang Yin is talented, but very few people know that his old age is very miserable." Qin Luo said, "When Tang Bohu was in his old age, his life was tough, and his body was weak and sickly. The only thing he could control was painting and painting. And this painting of a beautiful lady is a painting from his later years when he was plagued by illness. "

"It might even be his masterpiece!"

Absolute... Absolute!

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience was shocked.

Most of the people participating in this auction were people who were interested in antiques. They knew the meaning of 'Absolute Brush'.

This might be the last painting of Tang Bohu.

If this was real, its value would probably double.

"Words have no basis. Professor Qin really knows how to brag." Lin Tian sneered.

"You want proof?" Qin Luo glanced at him indifferently.

"Of course." Lin Tian said with a mocking smile.

"Then I'll give you evidence!"

As he spoke, Qin Luo walked to the painting table, his right hand pointing at the faint red color on the lower right corner of the painting.

"Elder Lee just asked what this is. Now I will tell everyone the answer." Qin Luo said firmly, "The red color here is not paint, but fresh blood!"

"If it is not possible, you can cut it off a little and send it to the lab for testing."

"Haha, even if there is blood, what can we do? This doesn't mean that this is Tang Yin's final stroke." Lin Tian sneered, "Professor Qin, you're being too stubborn."

Ox-horn?

Qin Luo sneered and said, "I know you don't believe me, but there is another evidence."

Qin Luo put on the gloves and flipped the painting abruptly, turning the back of the painting upwards.

At the bottom left corner, an ancient poem with seven words appeared in front of everyone.

"It's fine to die in the Underworld, since you're in the Yang World."

"If the sun is similar to the underworld, then we'll just treat it as a foreign land"

Final poem - Zideng.

The handwriting wasn't very good, and it was even a bit ugly. However, one could still feel the traces of struggling in between the lines.

Silence!

A deathly silence.

When this poem was released, everyone widened their eyes.

If the previous mouthful of blood could still be explained, then what about this "final poem" now?

Everyone knew that the final poem would only be written before death.

This painting was most likely Tang Yin's final stroke!

"Why? Tang Yin wants to write the poem on the back of the painting. This doesn't fit his style at all." Lin Tian clenched his fists tightly, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

"No, you're wrong. This is Tang Yin's style." Without waiting for Qin Luo to speak, Lee Tai had already answered first.

"Elder Lee!"

Lee Tai smiled and shook his head.

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