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Chapter 203 It Really Is A Fake

Ning Fan's voice was particularly abrupt in the entire venue.

The originally noisy venue was instantly quieted down, and everyone looked at the source of the sound in unison.

Sensing everyone's gaze, Ning Fan still sat asking questions, staring directly at the calligraphy and painting in the hands of the host.

Before the host could react, the old men who sat on one side and were in charge of appraisal directly took the case.

"who said it!"

"There must be a basis for what you say. We have verified that it is genuine. Why do you say it is fake?"

Hearing the excited voices of the old men, the host reacted and quickly smoothed things over.

"It seems that the customer has doubts about this painting again. Why don't we go to the next collection first, wait for a while after the auction is over, and then conduct another appraisal."

This is the best solution to this matter, but the old men who appraised it are not relentless.

"No, since we publicly said that our appraisal was wrong, we have to deal with it now. Who said it? Why don't you dare to stand up?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Ning Fan stood up.

"I said."

Ning Yizhou and Liang Qi were dumbfounded when Ning Fan said it was a lie. Now that Ning Fan stood up directly like this, he opened his mouth in surprise.

Ning Yizhou quickly tugged on Ning Fan's cuff, and whispered: "Old Ancestor, what are you doing!"

Liang Qi also whispered, "Is what you said true or false?"

Ning Fan didn't answer, but just gave them a look.

The two fell silent instantly.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were also stunned by Ning Fan's operation.

[Good guy, I knew it would always be fun to watch with Sister Fan! 】

[Hahaha However, today it was not others who took the initiative to bring fun to the door, but Sister Fan herself took the initiative! 】

【However, it's very strange. Sister Fan doesn't seem like such a nosy person, so she actually said that it's false. Could it be that Sister Fan has something to do with this painting? 】

[In other words... we seem to have accepted Sister Fan's words by default, and we didn't even doubt it hahaha! 】

[There is no need to doubt what Sister Fan said!She said a fake is a fake!It must be that those old men didn't see it! 】

[Yes, seeing how arrogant their attitude is, I must have misread it, and they are so fierce! 】

Seeing that it was a little girl like Ning Fan, the old men quickly waved their hands with a bit of disdain on their faces.

"Children don't come to make trouble. Although our place is not a serious environment, we can't talk nonsense."

Ning Fan did not answer this sentence, but handed the phone to Ning Yizhou, and then walked to the booth.

Standing beside the calligraphy and painting, she raised her eyebrows at the old men, "Didn't you see such an obvious fake?"

Her words made the complexions of the old men even worse, "How do you conclude that this is fake?"

Ning Fan asked back, "Then how can you be sure that this painting is real?"

These words made the old men smile confidently, "Little girl, the appraisal we have done is more salt than the salt you have eaten, can you be wrong?"

"Since you asked, we will give you a lesson today."

Speaking of which, the old man walked to the side of the painting, "First of all, the canvas. Songchan's works have a characteristic, that is, they are all painted on silk, and this canvas is really silk."

"Also, Songchan has a habit of painting and writing. The last stroke is not recycled, but put out. So almost every last stroke has a brush stroke, and the seal and signature are loose. Zen's own style, especially this seal, besides the name, there is a pine tree, which echoes his name."

"Well, isn't this enough?"

The old man's professional analysis made the audience burst into applause.

"As expected of Zhang Lao, Hua Lao and Jia Lao, this analysis is too professional!"

"Having said so much, it must prove that this painting is real, right?"

"Look at the three old men who have said so much, but this little girl can't say a word. Could it be that she came here to find fault?"

Listening to what the audience said, the three old men became even more proud.

"What we just said can prove that this calligraphy and painting is authentic."

Ning Fan was not as guilty as everyone thought, but nodded in agreement, "It's true, there is nothing wrong with these."

Her words stunned the three old men. They didn't expect her to admit it like that, and thought she would be stubborn for a while.

After being dazed, their expressions were still not very good-looking, "In this case, why do you still say that this calligraphy and painting is fake?"

Ning Fan sighed, "What you said is the habit of Song Chan as the author, and there is nothing wrong with it, and these are all well-known."

"But there is another point in this painting, that is, the characteristics of the people in the painting, you all know, and this fake does not show it."

Ning Fan's words shocked the three old men. They all claimed to be professional and knew Song Chan's works very well, and they also confirmed many of Song Chan's works.

Even this beautiful woman's back has been appraised more than ten times, but they have never heard of the characteristics of the person in the painting that Ning Fan said.

The three old men looked at each other silently, and then looked at Ning Fan at the same time.

"You little girl, what basis do you have for saying this? We have studied Song Chan for so many years, and we have never heard of your fallacy."

Ning Fan snorted lightly, and spread his hands, "Aren't there high-definition rubbings on the Internet? Why don't you zoom in and take a look?"

At this time, a security guard wearing a black suit and earphones walked quickly onto the stage and whispered something in the host's ear.

The host nodded, and then picked up the microphone, "Since everyone cares about this matter so much, let's appraise this painting face to face today to see which side is right."

"We happen to have a big screen here, allowing the guests present to see the whole process of identification."

When he said this, there were already security guards and staff behind him who started to arrange and debug the large screen.

While waiting, the three old men looked at Ning Fan, "You have to tell us where you are in a while. If you can't tell us today, you have to apologize to us and the guests present!"

Before Ning Fan could answer, Ning Yizhou and Liang Qixian became upset.

"Why should I apologize to you, and it is impossible for my ancestors to say something wrong!"

"If you are wrong, why don't you apologize to us in public?"

"That's right! You have to apologize for your mistakes!"

The two suddenly made a sound to attract the attention of the guests present, and they naturally recognized them.

Immediately there were whispers in the venue.

"It's actually the two young masters of the Ning family and the Liang family, and they still come to this kind of place."

"But they are very protective of this woman, and they don't know what the relationship is."

"Sure enough, there are two conspicuous bags, and such things can happen in this kind of place..."

While everyone was discussing, at the end of the venue, a slender figure leaned casually against the wall.

Half of his body was hidden in the darkness, only the dark gray coat he was wearing and the irregular silver chain hanging from his body could be seen.

But what is different from this hipster's dress is that there is a string of regular-sized Buddhist bead bracelets on his wrist.

Looking at Ning Yizhou's high-profile and noisy appearance from a distance, the figure chuckled and shook his head, as if with a bit of helplessness.

Then his eyes fell on Ning Fan who was under the spotlight. Under such a backlight, she couldn't see her face clearly, only her delicate and beautiful outline.

But even the silhouette is enough.

The eyes of the figure were tightly glued to Ning Fan's body, and he couldn't see his expression hidden in the darkness. He could only see clear and protruding blue veins bursting out of the hands tightly holding the Buddhist beads.

The voice was so low that it dissipated in the air as soon as it was spoken.

"finally…"

At the same time, the faces of the three old men on the booth turned green and pale after what Ning Yizhou and Liang Qi said.

They pointed at the two of them and didn't say a word until their arms trembled.

Ning Yizhou was not afraid, and raised his jaw, "Why, relying on the old to sell the old? I am not as skilled as others and still arrogant, shouldn't I apologize?"

These words made the three old men even more angry, but they couldn't say anything about Ning Yizhou at all.

In the end, the three of them shook their sleeves vigorously, and snorted heavily again.

"If this work is a fake, then I apologize to the little girl!"

Ning Yizhou added, "There are still guests!"

The three old men glared at him vigorously.

At this time, a weak voice sounded, "That... don't you need to ask my opinion?"

Everyone turned their heads and looked, did they just remember that this painting was sent by this person for replacement.

Ning Yizhou was not polite either, he glanced over, "Why, are you guilty?"

The man choked for a moment and shut his mouth instantly.

At this moment, the staff has prepared the big screen, and everyone can clearly see the high-definition rubbings of the beauty's back on the screen.

The three old men hadn't calmed down yet, and snorted at Ning Fan again, "Can you tell me where it is now?"

Ning Fan raised his finger to the position of the back in the painting, "Zoom in."

As the staff zoomed in on the screen bit by bit, Ning Fan still asked to zoom in, until finally only the back of the beauty's neck remained on the entire big screen.

This stopped.

"right here."

After her words fell, the three old men put on their glasses and took out a magnifying glass, and began to compare the paintings in the host's hands.

But repeated comparisons several times, did not find anything wrong.

The three old men glared at Ning Fan, "There is nothing at all, you little girl is talking nonsense, right?"

Ning Fan clicked his tongue lightly, and could only take a step forward, and pointed at the back of the beauty's neck with his slender fingers.

"Here, don't you see it?"

The three old men and the guests present all subconsciously leaned forward, and it took nearly a minute to see it.

It turned out that there was a very light, very light black spot on the back of the beauty's neck.

They frowned, their voices were somewhat uncertain, "Is this...a mole?"

Ning Fan nodded, "Yes, it's a mole. When Song Chan draws here, it will be very shallow without grinding."

The old man quickly used a magnifying glass to look at the painting in the host's hand, only to realize that there was really no mole.

Seeing their shocked expressions, Ning Fan raised his eyebrows.

"So, this calligraphy and painting is a fake."

Not only the three old men were shocked, but even the guests present were also very surprised.

I thought it was Ning Fan making trouble for no reason, but I didn't expect it to be identified.

The three old men watched it many times, but they still couldn't believe it.

"But, but, just with this one black spot..."

Before they finished speaking, Ning Fan spoke again, "Also, the last word in the inscription was wrong, so there should be one more point."

"But the last word on this calligraphy and painting is correct, the position is obvious."

The three old men looked over to where Ning Fan said, and indeed found the wrong word.

Therefore, this calligraphy and painting is indeed a fake.

Ning Fan was right.

The audience in the audience exclaimed when they saw this.

"It's really fake! This little girl is too powerful!"

"Oh my God, you can find such details. If I didn't say it was a mole, I would have thought it was just an ordinary black spot!"

"Sure enough, this is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Such a young girl is so powerful, and I don't know what is the relationship between her and Ning Liang's two young masters and his wife."

Xie Suikuan, who was hiding in a corner and trembling, heard this and felt like crying.

This has nothing to do with Madam, you have to threaten him to come in here.

But he really didn't expect that Ning Fan would even be able to do this, and he would be a little more afraid of her.

At the same time, he was even more sure that he would never offend her!

Seeing that Ning Fan was right, the netizens in the live broadcast also cheered.

【Wow!I knew Sister Fan was right!Sister Fan is the best! 】

[Sister Fan's eyes are like magnifying glasses!so amazing!Know such small details. 】

[But I don’t know if it’s my illusion, when Sister Fan said these words, she seemed to know the whole thing, and she was also there...]

【Really, otherwise, how could I know where there is no ink in the painting...】

The lips of the three old men trembled, but they still couldn't say a word in the end, and their shoulders drooped in frustration.

They haven't noticed this problem for so many years.

Really are……

But how could such a young girl know?

Thinking of this, he looked up at Ning Fan, "Then how do you know this?"

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, "This question is beyond the scope of my answer."

Seeing her being so rude, the expressions of the three old men became even more ugly.

However, Ning Yizhou and Liang Qi in the audience were very happy, and they spoke loudly while watching the excitement.

"Can I apologize this time?"

"Yes! Apologize!"

The other guests also shouted along with the two.

The three old men had no choice but to bow their heads to Ning Fan.

"Sorry, we underestimated you..."

Ning Fan waved her hand casually, she didn't want their apology at first.

"No, I just don't want such a fake to be regarded as that person's painstaking efforts."

When the last few words were spoken, the voice was much lower, and no one could hear them clearly.

After speaking, she got off the booth and returned to her place under everyone's attention.

Ning Yizhou hurried to her side, "Ancestor, you are too powerful! You really can do anything!"

"But how do you know so much? You even know that there is a mole on the back of the neck!"

Ning Fan didn't answer, just watched him raised his eyebrows and turned his head.

The moment he turned his head, Ning Fan's black hair fell from his shoulders, revealing his slender and fair nape.

There happened to be a faint mole on it.

Ning Yizhou was stunned, looked at the calligraphy and painting, and then at Ning Fan.

His eyes widened slightly, and he subconsciously covered his mouth.

A possibility suddenly occurred to me.

The people in the painting, can't they be the ancestors? !
(End of this chapter)