super golden hand

Chapter 1080 The Excitement of Several Old Seniors

"Okay, I'll arrange someone right away!"

Li Yang stayed for a few seconds, and immediately agreed. The old man rarely spoke to him so carefully.

Even when I was looking for the star chasing sword in South Korea, I didn't have it.

The phone call was very simple. After Li Yang hung up the phone, he began to arrange for people to deliver the oil painting. The oil painting was refolded and put into the original oil painting, and everything returned to its original appearance.

It is not difficult for Li Yang to transport this batch of goods back to the country. These are all the things he just bought, and they have legal procedures, so they can go out of the country.

What's more, Li Yang just bought a batch of Guangcai with high value and sent them back together at this time, no one would suspect anything.

To the astonishment of Wang Jiajia, Liu Gang and others, Li Yang sent Haidong out. This batch of things can be sent back in a fair manner, so there is no need to worry about it.
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The time difference between BJ and Milan is about six hours.

When Li Yang sent an email to the old man, BJ's side happened to be around eight o'clock in the morning. When Li Yang's email was received, the old man's house immediately became busy.

More than half an hour later, Dean Huang arrived here first, sat in the living room looking at the pictures, lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ten minutes later, Mr. Fang from Liulichang also rushed over.

Seeing the pictures on the computer, he was surprised at first, but then he frowned, nodded and shook his head from time to time, and he didn't say much.

At about ten o'clock, another car came outside the villa, and an old man with white hair came down. The old man went out in person and took the old man into the living room.

At this time, a projector has been set up in the living room, and the photos sent by Li Yang are enlarged on the screen and displayed here.

After the old man came in, his eyes were fixed on the screen, and he stood there without moving.

"Old Xu, what do you think?"

After several minutes, Mr. He said softly, Dean Huang and Mr. Fang raised their heads at the same time, and their eyes were all focused on the last old man.

Mr. Xu, named Xu Huan, is a well-known painter in China and a leader of the western painting school.

In addition, he has another identity, he is the nephew of the famous master Xu Beihong in China.

Influenced by his uncle Xu Beihong since he was a child, Mr. Xu has a very strong interest in Western art. He studied Western painting schools since he was a child, and gradually became an authority in this field in China.

Mr. Xu is 79 years old, older than the old man. In China, he has the deepest study of Western art. He said that he is second, and no one dares to say first.

This is the reason why the old man invited him here. In terms of Western paintings, the old man is not as good as him. This is one of the reasons why Fang Lao and Dean Huang didn't express their opinions. They were all waiting to hear his opinion first.

"It's hard to say, where is the painting?" Mr. Xu looked at it for another minute, and finally shook his head.

"The painting is still in Milan. It was discovered by Li Yang by accident. I have asked him to send the painting back first!"

The old man shook his head helplessly. Dean Huang and Mr. Fang all stood up. The four old men stood under the screen together, carefully looking at the enlarged painting on the screen.

This enlarged "Last Supper" looks more dull, but these old people look at it more carefully.

"I have a hunch, that kid may have really hit the big luck this time!"

Dean Huang said something suddenly, and when he was speaking, he looked at Mr. He, his whole face was filled with an expression of jealousy, naked jealousy, and burning jealousy.

"I also have this feeling, Xiao Li's luck has never been said!"

Elder Fang also said something, and looked at Elder He as he spoke.

There was also some jealousy on his face, but not as strong as Dean Huang's. His son had already inherited his skills. Although he was not as good as him, he was still a well-known master in the industry.

And his apprentice also achieved good results, which has always been the most gratifying thing for Mr. Fang.

In this regard, he is much calmer than Dean Huang, unlike Dean Huang who is still alone and has no successor.

"If it's true, then the entire painting and calligraphy world will experience a major earthquake!"

Mr. Xu said slowly. While speaking, his eyes were still fixed on the screen in front of him, carefully watching every part of the screen.

Rather, he looked at every part of the painting.

Soon, the old man received a message from Li Yang that Haidong had already boarded the plane with his things, and he would arrive in BJ in a short time.

Elder Fang, Elder Xu, and Dean Huang all stayed at Elder He's house, and the three elders did not leave, talking there in a low voice.

During the conversation of several old people, Li Yang was mentioned the most.

Of course, at this time Li Yang didn't know that these seniors had already gathered together, waiting for his painting to be delivered.

Li Yang took out the painting, but the result was not satisfactory.

Before the old man saw the painting with his own eyes, he didn't comment on the painting at all, which made Li Yang very helpless. He could only wait for the domestic to receive the painting, and then inquire about what happened.

Sending away the batch of Guangcai porcelain also made Bai Ming feel a little regretful, he didn't get to appreciate it carefully this time.

But Li Yang has already promised him that after returning to China, these batches of porcelain can be placed in his place for him to appreciate, which finally made Bai Ming feel no regrets.

BJ time, after ten o'clock in the evening, the old man's living room was still brightly lit, the four old men sat there without taking a break, and Mr. Fang kept walking back and forth.

The plane has arrived at the airport, and the old man sent his own guards to pick it up, but he hasn't returned yet.

Just after eleven o'clock, the sound of a car finally came from outside. Mr. Xu and Dean Huang stood up and hurried out together.

Several old people had been waiting for a whole day, but they couldn't control it at the last moment.

"Hello, Mr. He!"

Haidong entered the living room first, he only held an oil painting in his hand, and other guards helped to unload the other things, and these things will be temporarily placed here with the old man.

"Bring it back?"

Seeing Haidong, the old man showed a smile on his face, but he still asked.

Haidong nodded, and handed the painting directly to the old man. Dean Huang, Mr. Fang and Mr. Xu all hurriedly gathered together, looking at the oil painting of the sea landscape in doubt.

The old man didn't tell Li Yang's experience of getting the painting.

"It's in there, they found it by accident, so they took a photo!"

The old man smiled, and first ordered the guards to take Haidong down to rest, and then he took the oil painting to the side table, ready to take out the hidden painting that had been touching everyone's hearts.

Li Yang had already told the old man where to take the painting.

With the help of the guards, the painting that had appeared in Milan before and was resealed was finally displayed in front of everyone again.

When the screen opened, Old Xu's eyes tightened suddenly, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

In this "Last Supper", the Lord Jesus sits in the middle, and the twelve disciples are divided into four groups and stand beside. There are many such paintings in the world.

But the first person to paint this painting in this way was Leonardo da Vinci.

The old man kept looking up and down at the painting in front of him. Elder Fang and Dean Huang also stared at it carefully. The old men all focused on the painting in front of them, which looked a bit dull.

"Mr. Xu, how are you?" This time it was Dean Huang who asked, and his face was still a little nervous.

"I'm [-]% sure that this is the legendary painting!"

Old Xu's lips trembled a little, and his voice was very irregular when he spoke, but no one laughed at him at this time, and the old people stood there in a daze.

[-]% certainty, this certainty is already very high, Mr. Xu is a very rigorous person, if he says it is [-]% sure, it is estimated to be [-]% certainty.

"Is it true, the rumors are true?"

Elder Fang also raised his head. He was not much better than Elder Xu, and the muscles on his face twitched from time to time.

"I don't know, we still have to go through the final confirmation!" Xu Lao nodded.

"The final confirmation, good, good, Mr. Xu, make sure as soon as possible!"

The old man said loudly, with a strong sense of pride and excitement in his tone. He and Dean Huang glanced at each other, and both of them could see the excitement in the other's heart.

"I need to go back and take out the copy left by my uncle, he knows more than me!"

Elder Xu shook his head slightly again. Both the old man and Dean Huang expressed their support, but it was too late today to let Elder Xu go back.

Uncle Xu, that's Xu Beihong. One thing Li Yang doesn't know is that Xu Beihong was once invited by this organization just like him, and almost joined it.

Although he didn't join, he has a good relationship with several people in this organization and knows some secrets that others don't.

It's a pity that he didn't tell the outside world about these secrets, and only left some rumors that he learned about, which are all secrets that people today can't find clues.

Without clues, any secret would become a legend, and that's what the old man and the others were talking about.

According to legend, Leonardo da Vinci once made the same oil painting before he made the "Last Supper" mural, and this oil painting was what he planned to give to the monastery.

However, after the oil painting was completed, he regretted it. He loved the painting very much and was unwilling to give it away.

After that, he made compensation by painting a large mural. Everyone knows that Da Vinci rarely painted murals. That monastery has no special relationship with him. If he can be invited to paint this mural, it is For this reason.

It is a pity that this oil painting of "The Last Supper" painted by Leonardo da Vinci disappeared after his death. Some people searched for it at that time, but they all failed in the end.

But there are many people who know about it, and gradually it has been passed down.

In particular, the alliance organization founded by Leonardo Da Vinci passed on this matter as a real thing, and members of every generation knew about it.

However, they didn't pay much attention to this matter, and Xu Beihong found out about it later, and recorded it in his manuscript, the old man and Dean Huang, they both knew about this matter in Mr. Xu's early years.

(End of this chapter)