Chapter 400 A Stroke of Genius
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Hearing that Ye Tianlong wanted to serve him with pen and ink, the whole audience couldn't help but fall silent. They all looked at Ye Tianlong like an idiot.
At this moment, everyone believed that Ye Tianlong was here to cause trouble. Otherwise, how could he not point out the flaws in "The Independence of the Fallen Flower" instead of repainting it without knowing the heights of the world.
Not to mention the difference between true and false, even if Ye Tianlong really knew how to draw, he would not be so accomplished as to paint another "Falling Flower Man Independence".
"Young man, you are really wicked. I thought you were a bit of a scumbag, but it turns out you are just a talker."
"Draw another painting? Can you paint the charm of Master Xu? Do you know what the independence of the Fallen Flower Man means?"
"Young man, leave quickly, or your legs will be broken later."
Everyone around started talking again, accusing Ye Tianlong of being such a bastard and shameless. If you see it and you stand up again, you should point it out.
Instead of being so messy and entertaining, I couldn't help but despise Ye Tianlong, and also didn't believe his words.
The three girls, Hua Ruyu, wanted to argue a few words, but Ye Tianlong waved his hand to keep quiet.
Guo Sisi was so angry that her blood pressure rose. She pointed at Ye Tianlong and cursed unceremoniously: "Get out of here!"
She wanted to chop Ye Tianlong with a knife. If this kid hadn't come out to cause trouble, there would have been several buyers ready to bid, at least starting at 100 million.
I was almost lucky enough to be able to sell it for 200 million. I was lucky enough to be able to repay Crow's money all at once. Who would have thought that I would be messed up by that bastard Ye Tianlong.
Judging from the appearance of those buyers, even if Ye Tianlong is driven away, they will still feel thorns in their hearts, and they will definitely keep the bid, at least tens of millions less.
Ye Tianlong completely ignored the commotion at the scene and just shouted loudly: "Why don't the pen and ink come?"
He frowned slightly: "Are you worried that if I draw it, it will ruin your fake painting?"
"you you you--"
Gao Fushuai and the others were almost speechless this time when they pointed at Ye Tianlong. This boy was not only rude and shameless, but also as thick-skinned as a city wall. It was really unreasonable for him to call for help at this time.
Their faces were red with anger, and they seemed to be about to fight: "Ye Tianlong, we will fight with you."
Everyone present also felt that Ye Tianlong had gone too far: "Young man, you will lose your life if you do this."
"You have been deceived. I'm afraid it's you who will lose your life."
Ye Tianlong joked lightly: "Think about it, if you buy a fake for 70 million, it would be strange if you don't get so angry that you vomit blood and die.
As soon as these words came out, several seniors in the antique industry frowned. Although they felt that Ye Tianlong was not trustworthy, the only thing that people in this business were afraid of was the unexpected.
Wasting a little time and energy to let Ye Tianlong draw is far better than buying a fake. After thinking for a while, they asked someone to bring paper and pen.
Guo Sisi and the others wanted to say something, but an old man with a white beard waved his hand to stop them: "Miss Guo, it's okay. Real gold is not afraid of fire."
"This painting of yours is real. No matter how much the clown slanders it, its value will not be reduced. On the other hand, if you don't let him paint one, rumors will spread."
"People who are interested will say that you have a guilty conscience, which will not be conducive to its auction."
Guo Sisi and the others looked at each other and nodded subconsciously: "What Mr. Niu said makes sense."
"Young man, here comes the pen and ink."
At this time, the old man with glasses showed his dignity and pointed his finger at Ye Tianlong: "You'd better draw a picture, otherwise I will throw you out of the antique street."
"Not only Dong Laishun and Miss Guo, but all merchants and players will refuse your arrival."
His words were very sharp: "I can guarantee that you will never be able to step into the antique street again, and your photo will also appear on the street blacklist."
The white-bearded old man also nodded: "Yes, this is also my attitude."
The old man with the white beard and the glasses is an antique master, with a net worth of billions, and stores all over the country. They are known as the two old men of antiques and are very famous.
Their words were naturally echoed by the onlookers around them.
Guo Sisi stared at Ye Tianlong with sharp eyes: "More than just throwing him out? If he doesn't compensate for 500,000 yuan in mental damages, I will break one of his legs."
Jia Renyi had the same idea, but thinking about Ye Tianlong's evil ways, he trembled again, what if it was a fake? This is 70 million.
He shook his head desperately, unwilling to keep the thought just now...
Facing the turbulent scene, Ye Tianlong smiled noncommittally, and then took a few steps forward to the long table.
He took off his coat, rolled up his clothes, then picked out a few brushes and rice paper, and began to draw with ink.
"Swish swish!"
Ye Tianlong didn't even look at the Fallen Flower Man Independence in Guo Sisi's hand, as if he already had the answer in his heart.
"After the dream, the tower is locked high, and the curtains are hung low after being drunk."
At this moment, the stroke of the pen is as fast as a dragon and a snake, and the ink is splashed on the rice paper with concentration.
Just a few simple outlines painted the outline of a woman.
Very expressive.
Experts will know if it is there as soon as they take action. Many people present are masters of the antique street, including a dozen calligraphy and painting enthusiasts. They glanced at it and exclaimed.
Although he didn't dare to make a loud noise, he still gave a thumbs up, which also attracted more interested people to come forward to watch Ye Tianlong's painting.
There was also surprise on Gu Ersou's face, and he obviously saw Ye Tianlong's extraordinary skills.
"Last year, when spring came, the fallen flowers were independent, and the tiny swifts flew together."
Ye Tianlong ignored everyone's reactions. After finishing writing one brush, he immediately picked up the second one and continued painting without stopping.
Seeing Ye Tianlong's smooth flow, everyone who was looking around became more curious and expectant. They all held their breaths and looked at the paintings in front of them.
Guo Sisi couldn't help but tremble, worried that Ye Tianlong would create another miracle like before, which she couldn't accept.
Jia Renyi took a look at the scroll and then at Ye Tianlong's painting, hoping to find some difference, but unfortunately, he was disappointed.
The lines, inking and form are exactly the same.
"I remember when we first met Xiao Ping, we had the double heart word Luo Yi."
Ye Tianlong was reciting ancient poems and painting at the same time. Soon, a delicate young woman in ancient costume appeared on the rice paper.
Standing alone, he placed his hands lightly on his waist, holding a round fan in one hand, hanging down weakly, looking into the distance with a sad expression.
A few pink flowers are falling on the wet ground, and the background is lightly rendered with a large brush to emphasize the blur of spring.
The two swallows flying gracefully on the left side of the painting increasingly reveal the young woman's melancholy and longing for spring.
"The strings of the pipa say lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and it returned with colorful clouds."
When Ye Tianlong read out the last word, he also made the last stroke in his hand.
At this time, the breeze blew over, the drawing paper swayed slightly, the young woman and the petals seemed to be moving, and the light reflection was very beautiful.
The petals are flying, the young woman is independent, and it is very artistic.