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Chapter 29 My Dad Likes Song Dynasty, So I Choose Tang Dynasty! 【Third update】

The painting that Lin Mo was looking at was not a real painting, but the hanging scroll on the painting was the real thing, and it probably belonged to the Ming Dynasty at first glance.

It's just that this kind of hanging scroll used to hang pictures is not worth much.

There are many factors that affect the value of antiques, but there is only one factor that affects the value of ancient paintings, and this factor is celebrity benefits.

simply put.

A painting painted by an ordinary painter in the Qin Dynasty, even if it is preserved intact until modern times, is not worth much.

But the paintings left by famous ancient painters, even if they have some flaws, can still sell for sky-high prices.

Therefore, collectors will be very concerned about the owner of the painting and the content of the painting. As for what material is used to frame it and what material is used to hang it, no one will care. In this case, it is used to hang the painting. Of course, the hanging scrolls are worthless.

And let's talk about Lin Mo.

After he took a fancy to this thing, he didn't go up to ask the price, but asked the camera.

"Father"

The voice just fell.

The water friends in the live broadcast room all replied with one word.

"Hey, what a big boy!"

"Son, do you finally recognize me?"

"Bless the ancestors, our son is finally willing to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Lin Mo (in red temperature state): "%￥...#*&"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Mo kept telling himself in his heart that they are all stupid, they are all stupid, don't worry about it, don't worry about it.

After adjusting your mind.

With a smile on his face, he shouted: "Xu Peng!!!!"

Ye Ao Nai I He: "Yes, big brother, what's the matter???"

"Can you fucking change your ID?" Lin Mo scolded.

"No!" Xu Peng replied very seriously.

"Why?" Lin Mo frowned.

"It costs 30 yuan to change my name, and I can't bear it." Xu Peng gave an "impeccable" reason.

"Are you still 30 yuan short?" Lin Mo was very puzzled.

"Brother, you don't understand this. What is it called? It's called riding a bicycle to the bar. Let's save money. Money must be spent wisely. I don't need to frown on the 699 health massage. But you asked me to spend 30 yuan to change my name? Sorry, I can’t do it!” Xu Peng proudly taught everyone an economics lesson.

After saying this, Lin Mo had nothing to say, and after choosing not to care, he also asked questions.

"Okay, okay, let me ask you, don't you want me to make ancient paintings? What dynasty do you want? I'll give you a microphone to save you from typing."

After all, he invited Xu Peng to go online.

Not long after, a familiar voice sounded in the live broadcast room.

Xu Peng: "Brother."

Lin Mo: "Say it!"

Xu Peng: "My dad's favorite collection of ancient paintings in his life is the ancient paintings of the Song Dynasty. He said that there is no Chinese style better than the Song Dynasty."

Lin Mo nodded: "Indeed, uncle is quite tasteful, so which famous artist in the Song Dynasty do you want me to paint?"

After Lin Mo finished speaking, before Xu Peng could say anything, the audience in the live broadcast room began to make suggestions.

"The paintings of the Song Dynasty must be the paintings of Song Huizong. As an emperor, he was a loser, but as an artist, he is absolutely awesome."

"What do you want from Song Huizong? Li Tang's is not good?"

"Song Dynasty still thinking about it? Zhang Zeduan, the painter of Qingming River Scene!"

"No, no, I think Li Gonglin's is the best."

"It must be Fan Kuan."

When he was chirping in the live broadcast room to offer his opinions, Xu Peng stood up and interrupted everyone's discussion.

"Hey, what are you guys doing? What are you doing here? Did I ever say I want paintings from the Song Dynasty?"

What he said made Lin Mo strange: "Didn't you say that your father likes Song Dynasty paintings?"

"Yes, my dad likes it, but I didn't say I like it!" Xu Peng replied seriously.

Lin Mo: "???"

Xu Peng ignored Lin Mo's bewilderment, and said to himself: "My dad likes the paintings of the Song Dynasty, so I choose the paintings of the Tang Dynasty. Brother, please start your performance!!!"

Lin Mo was speechless, and so were the audience.

"What a filial son!"

"The filial piety is like thunder!"

"Filial piety leads to strength."

"Filial! True filial piety!"

"Be filial, be filial quickly, give me filial piety!!"

Xu Peng was like a wayward child. Instead of feeling anything wrong, he asked Lin Mo, "Brother, what's the matter? Is there a problem?"

Lin Mo replied helplessly: "No problem, since he is a painter of the Tang Dynasty, then you can call him a painter."

As always, without waiting for Xu Peng to say anything, netizens began to offer advice.

"Yan Liben, do you still need to think?"

"Li Zhaodao, it must be him."

"What's wrong with Zhang Xuan? Brother, it must be Zhang Xuan."

"Wu Daozi, the painter of the Tang Dynasty, what are you thinking? Who can compare with this master?"

Under the bullet screen like a snowflake screen, Lin Mo also took the initiative to ask.

"What do you think of the painters provided by netizens?"

"Not good!" Xu Peng refused decisively.

"Then who do you think is better?"

Xu Peng pondered for a while, and then said: "Since he is a painter of the Tang Dynasty, he must be"

"Who must it be?" Lin Mo wanted to know how good Xu Peng's taste was.

Unexpectedly, when Xu Peng said the next sentence, Lin Mo swears directly.

Xu Peng: "It must be Tang Bohu!"

Lin Mo: "I'm CNM!!!!"

Lin Mo was angry, completely angry! ! ! !
He felt that this kid was just making fun of himself.

When did Tang Bohu become a painter in the Tang Dynasty? ? ?

Tang Bohu's family was a painter of the Ming Dynasty. How did he become a painter of the Tang Dynasty by this stupid mouth?
"Brother. If you can't draw it, then you can't draw it. Why are you scolding me?" Xu Peng heard Lin Mo's swearing, and he retorted timidly as a little daughter-in-law was wronged.

"I draw NM!!!" Unexpectedly, instead of apologizing, Lin Mofei continued to scold.

Netizens couldn't hold back after seeing this scene, but instead of laughing at Xu Peng, they laughed at Lin Mo.

"Hahahaha, God damn Tang Bohu."

"The anchor is hot!!!"

"Defense broken!!"

"Still Ao Ye is awesome, even the anchor can break the defense, awesome!!"

"Supposedly, shouldn't our focus be Tang Bohu in the Tang Dynasty?"

"Hahaha, I don't care which dynasty Tang Bohu belongs to now, I only care that the anchor broke the defense."

In 5 minutes, Lin Mo adjusted his mentality.

He took a deep breath and said to Xu Peng, "Xu Peng."

"Brother, I'm here."

"Tang Bohu is a painter of the Ming Dynasty, remember!"

"Why? Tang Bohu's surname is Tang. How could he be from the Ming Dynasty?" Xu Peng asked in confusion. I just skipped class with my friends and went to Internet cafes. I didn’t study in high school. I was an otaku at home every day. If you ask him any questions in dnf, he can tell you exactly what each character’s skill is called, and what each character’s weapon is. , but you have to ask him serious cultural questions, and he can let you know how the word illiteracy is written.

Lin Mo: "."

Lin Mo shut up, he didn't want to say another word.

To use a catchphrase on the Internet, don't argue with idiots.

(End of this chapter)