Chapter Two Hundred and Fourteen: One Painting and Four Revealing

"Hahaha, I'm so ridiculous, did the anchor deliberately lift the bar?"

"It can't be 100%, nonsense!"

"Wait, he should slap his face right away."

A riot broke out in the live broadcast room.

Some people believe in Lin Chen, but most people sneer.

After all, exposing a painting is no trivial matter.

"Ten percent?"

Wang Fuchun's face sank, "Boy, now is not the time for you to talk big!"

"Even if curator Li Wushan came over, he didn't dare to say that he was 100% sure."

This kid is really ignorant of praise.

He was kind to help but was rejected.

"Elder Wang, leave him alone! It is his own loss to damage this painting, and it has nothing to do with us."

Someone said angrily.

Wang Fuchun snorted and said nothing more.

Make up my mind to watch Lin Chen's good show.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Lin Chen spent ten minutes in total when uncovering the first two paintings.

But what about now?

A few minutes later, he still stood motionless on the table, seeming to be listening.

Wu Youde frowned and started to urge.

Suddenly, Lin Chen moved.

His movements were accurate and ruthless, with four knives.

Afterwards, he stretched out his little finger, gently raised an edge with his nail, and put the spatula in inch by inch.

Snorted.

Another piece of paper appeared in front of everyone.

This piece of paper is almost transparent, holding it in the hand, as light as a feather.

More than a dozen old men, blushing and embarrassed.

Wang Fuchun thumped back ten steps, and his throat shook with difficulty.

"This, how is this possible..."

"He can paint three times..."

Although he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe it.

You know, he has been immersed in this industry for more than ten years. In the early days, he practiced drawing painting every day until his waist was sore and it lasted ten hours!

But even so, in the face of one painting and three exposing, there is only 30-40% certainty.

And what about Lin Chen?

How old is he, in his early twenties, right?

It's easy to draw and reveal three things.

Is this the so-called talent?

At this time, Wu Youde clutched his heart tightly, took out a quick-acting heart-saving pill and swallowed it.

What is a surprise?

This is called a surprise!

If Lin Chen continued to play like this, his mentality would really collapse.

"Heh...that, I just looked at it, it seems to be a fake, could it be a mistake..."

Suddenly, a weak, uncertain voice sounded.

The old men's complexion changed drastically, and they rushed over.

It took three full minutes before they raised their heads in surprise.

You and me under the tree, you and me...

"This...the use of ink shades, turning gestures, and traces to outline, it is indeed different from Xu Tao's original works."

"Counterfeit, or fake."

"He... shouldn't, what exactly is the other party doing so hard?"

"Enough support?"

The old men frowned and gritted their teeth.

After working for so many years, I have never encountered such a strange thing.

You know, the purpose of mounting a painting is to protect the original painting.

But what is the point of protecting a fake?

Do you just want to practice your hands?

"Amazing."

"Lin Chen, you are an eye-opener for us this time."

Gu Mingtong looked at Lin Chen appreciatively and applauded first.

He did look at Lin Chen a little unpleasant at first, showing off his sharp edge and being too pushy.

However, it now appears that this young man does have the capital to be proud.

"One painting and three revealing, there are not many that can be done in the whole country. As far as I know, there are no such people in their twenties."

Gu Mingtong stepped forward two steps and said slowly: "Lin Chen, we all know now, you didn't mean to insult the experts, you just missed it."

"This storm, let's end here."

"We don't need to apologize anymore."

When the voice fell, other experts couldn't help but nodded.

Lin Chen saw these three uncovered paintings, so he thought that the grievances back then were the fault of their experts.

However, this kid didn't expect that even the three exposed photos were fakes.

This is an unintentional loss, and their identities will naturally not care about anything.

The friends in the live broadcast room couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when Gu Mingtong spoke.

The result is pretty good.

The Antiquities Association has preserved its face, and the anchor does not have to force an apology.

"Huh, I was really scared to death just now."

"The anchor can see the three uncovered paintings, which is already quite remarkable."

"Yes, even President Gu praised him a lot."

"The anchor proved his strength."

A barrage came out, and the previous keyboard guys didn't say anything.

One painting and three revealing, the whole network of appraiser anchors, how many can do it?

"Lin Chen, are you interested in working part-time at the Antiques Association?"

"Yes, we also need fresh blood in this industry."

Several old men leaned over their heads and threw out olive branches with a smile.

Wu Youde walked over with a gloomy face.

"Lin Chen, that's it for today."

"You picked up my Jingtai Pavilion's leak, and it cost me a lot, and I don't care about anything with you."

"But, after all, you missed that picture."

"One win and one loss is a tie."

"The door is over there, no delivery."

What he said was right.

Although Lin Chen's performance experience of one painting and three revealing is the best in the audience, but...

If you missed it, you missed it. He said before that he wanted to pick up the leaks of Jingtai Pavilion, but in the end he didn't succeed, and he slapped himself in the face in public.

This contest was still tied.

The old men are usually very busy. Seeing that Lin Chen didn't mean to join, they chatted and walked out the door in a hurry.

Gu Mingtong also joked with Wu Youde, and was about to turn around and leave.

"President Gu, go slowly."

"President Gu, come here and sit here when you have time. We are always welcome at Jingtai Pavilion."

"President Gu..."

The guys in the shop walked out the door in a crowd.

at this time.

Suddenly a cry of exclamation resounded.

The voice was trembling and full of disbelief.

"He took another sip of water!"

"Squirt, spray!"

"My God, what is he doing?!"

"hiss……"

As soon as these words were said, a dozen old men stopped abruptly, turned their heads in a swift manner, their pupils suddenly shrunk to the extreme, and the old faces were staggered in horror.

Want to reveal the painting?

Lin Chen wants to reveal the painting...

One painting and four revealing?

boom!

The field exploded in an instant.

The old men over half a hundred years old, like long-distance runners, screamed and ran back.

Gu Mingtong was at the back of the team, suddenly pushed by everyone, and sat down on the ground.

"What are you doing!"

"Oh, my ass."

"Stop for me."

He had a dark face and was furious.

"Uh, who pushed President Gu?"

"Wang Fuchun, right? He rushed the fastest just now, like a rabbit."

"Fart, I didn't touch President Gu at all, so don't slander people."

"Um, President, please first please."

The old men were screaming and blushing.

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