Jian Bao: I Can Communicate With Everything

Chapter Two Hundred and Fifteen: The Real World

Gu Mingtong patted his butt and glared at them fiercely before rushing in in a hurry.

One painting and four revealing.

Even if he is knowledgeable, he has never seen such a legendary technique!

You know, in the calligraphy and painting industry, one who can do one painting and three reveals is already considered a veteran figure. Looking at the whole country, such a person is no more than one hand.

And one painting and four revealing...

Anyway, Gu Mingtong has never heard of any expert who can do it.

Of course, there are even more exploding paintings with nine reveals, which is even more illusory, but it is just a concept.

When they came to the table, the old men looked like pupils in class, staring blankly, not even daring to breathe hard.

Wang Fuchun's face was pale, and his whole body was trembling.

In his opinion, this is almost impossible to do.

However, are there few miracles that appeared on Lin Chen's body?

At this moment, the unspeakable contradiction in Wang's mood is that on the one hand, he hopes that Lin Chen will fail.

After all, he couldn't even do it himself.

On the other hand, he also hopes that Lin Chen can succeed. He might never see such a famous scene in his life.

If you are lucky enough to witness it today, you will die.

Wu Youde was also standing by, and the quick-acting heart-saving pill was stuffed into his mouth desperately.

His mentality has completely collapsed.

Reverse reversal and then reverse, continuous reversal...

Lin Chen brought him too many surprises.

He is now in a mixed mood.

I don’t care if this painting is true or not, whether I lose or win...

I just hope that Lin Chen will get out...

He wants to be quiet.

at this time.

Lin Chen stood in front of the table, motionless, like a wooden person.

If you observe carefully, you can find that his lips hum and tremble, but there is no sound.

"Elder Wang, why doesn't Lin Chen start yet?"

Gu Mingtong frowned and asked suspiciously.

Wang Fuchun lowered his voice with a solemn expression, "Look at this painting, it's too thin to reveal anymore. If it really has another layer, the difficulty will definitely be against the sky."

"The first layer is relatively simple, and I am 100% sure."

"The second level has reached 70%, and the remaining 30% depends on luck."

"On the third level, even if it is me, I only have a 30 to 40% certainty. Goodness has the final say."

"As for the fourth level, I am not half sure, nor do I have the courage to try."

"Don't talk about me, the president of the Magic City Museum, Li Wushan can't do it either."

When the voice fell, a dozen old men present were shocked.

They knew that Lin Chen had two attacks, but they didn't expect them to be so powerful...

I'm afraid that even Wang Fuchun can't beat him.

This kid is really a freak.

"Elder Wang, do you think he can make it?"

Gu Mingtong asked again.

"I don't know. If it's someone else, you don't even have to think about it, it definitely won't work."

"But Lin Chen can't tell, I can't see through this kid."

Wang Fuchun shook his head.

Lin Chen's speed of uncovering paintings is the only thing he has seen in his life.

It took him half an hour to uncover the first layer, one hour for the second layer, and four to five hours for the third layer. The success rate was minimal.

Moreover, every time a layer is opened, he must nurture his spirit.

But what about Lin Chen?

All in one go, without stopping in the middle.

Therefore, this kid cannot be judged by common sense.

Hearing this, Gu Mingtong's eyelids twitched and gave Lin Chen a deep look.

This little evildoer.

After a few minutes, water drops slowly soaked through the paper.

Lin Chen moved.

The small spatula was in his hand like an arm instructed, four knives in succession, cut down neatly, and then flattened the picture with a wooden ruler.

Then with a light pick, the fourth card appeared.

"One painting and four revealing, in the imperial capital, there is no such master."

"Monster, this is a monster."

"Amazing, amazing skills!"

"Today's trip was not in vain, I opened my eyes!"

The old men blasted the pot, their eyes widened and their mouths opened to squeeze an egg.

Wang Fuchun took two steps back and bowed convincingly.

There is no age, and the expert is the first. Lin Chen's method of exposing paintings is enough to bear his gift.

With the release of the fourth picture, the "Songshou Picture" changed slightly in an instant.

Those lines are still the same, but there is a touch of charm.

It's as if everything in the painting came to life.

Gu Luoming was shocked, and quickly stepped forward two steps, staring at the painting.

After a full minute, he shook his body and almost slumped to the ground.

There is a touch of lingering complexity and regret on his face.

"The real thing of Xu Dong."

""Songshou Picture"!"

The voice fell, and the audience was in an uproar.

The old men all leaned forward, holding a professional appraisal magnifying glass, looking at it inch by inch.

"The real thing, it is indeed the real thing!"

"The ink is right, the turning point is right, the details are right, everything is right!"

"After covering the four paintings, we can still get the eyes of experts like us. Which master did it?"

"Fairy means!"

At the same time, the live broadcast room also exploded!

A super rocket rose, and barrage flashed by, and the screen was shining brightly.

"The anchor is awesome! The anchor is awesome!"

"Want to cry... So many people questioned the anchor, and in the end he proved himself."

"The anchor should have seen the clues of this painting long ago, otherwise it would have been impossible to say that at the beginning."

"We were on the third floor, thinking he was on the first floor, but in fact the anchor was in the atmosphere."

"Take my knees!"

"One painting and four revealing, famous scenes."

"Unexpectedly, there are such outstanding young people, and there will be some successors in the antique industry."

"What about those sprays just now, get Laozi out."

With high popularity, Lin Chen has gained a lot of iron powder with this wave of operations.

That's right.

More than a dozen old men, with complex expressions, lowered their heads solemnly.

It turns out that they were wrong.

Wrong for so many years.

As Lin Chen said just now, the reason why Mr. Feng died in depression was inseparable from the results of their appraisal at that time.

If, at that time, someone could see the clues of this painting, someone could do it all.

Father Feng must have a happy ending.

The Feng family will not decline to this day.

All this is their cause and effect.

Debts owed.

For a while, no one on the court spoke, and the atmosphere was a little dull.

Including Gu Mingtong, the members of the antiques association are very guilty.

And Wu Youde completely gave up, but also relieved.

It's finally over.

He believes that once this news is spread, it will definitely cause an uproar!

Even a sensation in the entire antique world!

On the one hand, the matter of Mr. Feng caused a strong response back then. The dignified collectors looked away, and as soon as the news came out, everyone beat the dog.

And now?

As Lin Chen said.

Father Feng has never missed his eyes in his life, he has never missed his eyes.

And these people who witnessed it back then will also become targets of public criticism, and their reputation will be hit.

In addition to this factor.

It was Lin Chen, an amazing and brilliant talent, who was able to draw four reveals in one stroke.

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