The Three Realms of the City

Chapter 31 Charity Sale

Chapter 31 Charity Sale ([-])

"I don't want to talk about it. There are a few old men here. You can talk about your opinions first. The kid is going down, haha." Guo Bishu glanced at the manuscript. Although the original manuscript of Master Yunshan has not been seen, but I have read a lot of photocopied materials, and this manuscript Guo Bishu can tell at a glance that it is a fake, a fake copied by a master.

Because it was the last lot in the morning, several old people couldn't help looking at it for a while, then they chatted for a while, and finally left Li Yuanzhi on the rostrum, Li Yuanzhi also looked helpless.

"Principal Li, my father asked me to donate this manuscript for auction. Is there any problem?" A middle-aged man said with a hint of arrogance. A group of people looked at the manuscript for so long, and the middle-aged man was a little impatient. You don't need to distinguish the authenticity of other people's things. Why do you have to distinguish the authenticity when you come to yourself? The Yu family is considered a respectable family in Wucheng, which makes the middle-aged man feel a little uncomfortable.

"Xiao Xiao, don't be angry, this manuscript should have been obtained by Brother Zhicheng at a foreign auction a few years ago. At that time, many people in China had seen this manuscript, even Master Yunshan had seen this manuscript. At that time, the master did not say clearly whether the manuscript was authentic or not. We took a look today, and we are still not sure about the authenticity of this manuscript. It's a gift from the Yu family." Li Yuanzhi said with a smile.

"Principal Li, what do you mean by that? What I heard from you is that the manuscript that my father photographed back then was perforated?" Yu Mingze looked at Li Yuanzhi and asked, "My father was in this manuscript back then. It cost 180 million US dollars abroad to take pictures, although Master Yunshan did not say so, but many friends in the calligraphy field in China went to our home to see this manuscript, and everyone said at the time that this manuscript is undoubtedly authentic."

When Yu Mingze said this, he suddenly felt a chill down his back. Many people had indeed read this manuscript, but it seemed that no one really said that it was [-]% authentic.

"Not sure!" Li Yuanzhi shook his head and said, the simple three words, many people already understand what it means, not sure, playing with antique calligraphy and painting, if some experts say they are not sure, this thing probably has Question, the person who originally intended to take this manuscript couldn't help shaking his head, and Yu Mingze's face became even uglier.

"Mr. Yu, if you have no other comments, please sit down, the last lot, everyone can go to dinner after the auction." Xiao Yuxuan said with a smile.

"Miss Xiao, you are the auctioneer of the Imperial Capital Auction, what do you think of this manuscript?" Yu Mingze asked unwillingly.

Xiao Yuxuan frowned, but she felt more complaints about Yu Mingze in her heart. Xiao Yuxuan saw this thing, and it was probably a fake, but this was a bazaar of Wucheng University. So straight.

"This manuscript is very good, but it is not the original work of Master Yunshan, it was copied by everyone!" Just as Xiao Yuxuan was thinking about how to answer Yu Mingze's words, Guo Bishu stood up and said with a smile, "Others have already told you The Yu family has lost face, so I have to let everyone talk about it, you don't have to embarrass the beautiful sister, are you satisfied with my answer?"

Guo Bishu's voice fell, and the whole auditorium was in a commotion. There was also a young man sitting beside Yu Mingze. It was none other than Yu Mu, the monitor of Class [-], Grade [-] of the Attached High School. Guo Bishu didn't notice it at first, but Yu Mingze When standing up, Guo Bishu saw it.

"Dad, he is the Guo Bishu who made a bet with me!" Yu Mu squinted at Guo Bishu and said fiercely, and Yu Mingze looked at Guo Bishu with a cold face.

"Young man, don't eat or talk nonsense!" Yu Mingze squinted his eyes and said, "Principal Li and the old men can't tell if it's real or not, so don't you dare to say that this thing is a copy?" ?”

"The real one can't be fake, the fake one can't be real, do you have to let me tear off the last fig leaf of your manuscript?" Guo Bishu said with a smile on his face, at this time the girl beside Guo Bishu had already said no. Say something, what else to say, this guy is in trouble again, big trouble.

"Boy, you have to pay attention to evidence for everything. If there is no evidence, you can just say that the manuscript is a copy. I'm afraid you won't be able to convince the public!" Yuwen Molong said softly after taking a sip of wine. He had a good impression of this Guo Bishu. However, Guo Bishu's successive performances made Yuwen Molong a little disappointed. Could it be that he misjudged the wrong person this time, he is just a stunned young man?
"Like I said, fakes can't be real. Anyone can copy. If a copy of this level can participate in the auction, I think I can copy a manuscript!" Guo Bishu said angrily, Li Qingqing was dead. Hold Guo Bishu, but it's too late.

"Guo Bishu, I know you have conflicts with me, but you don't need to take revenge on our Yu family on such an occasion. I don't think I need to tell you how your handwriting is." At this time, Yu Mu stood up and shouted loudly. He said, "I'm Yu Mu. Many brothers and sisters from Wucheng University who are present here should know my name and my bet with this Guo Bishu!"

Many students in the auditorium began to discuss, and Yu Mu's words undoubtedly made many people start to guess that this Guo Bishu is a bit grandstanding.

"Boy, if you don't give our Yu family an explanation today, don't blame our Yu family for being rude." After hearing Yuwen Molong's words again, Yu Mingze gained confidence in his heart. He must teach this kid a lesson today.

"Brother Yu, I don't think you should be angry. Didn't this little brother just say that he can copy such a manuscript? It's better to waste everyone's time and let the little brother copy it. If he really has such strength , then there may be something really wrong with Mr. Yu's manuscript, but if the little brother can't copy it, I think you guys want an explanation, and no one will stop you." Ke Xunze stood up and said with a smile, Nangong Yuqing's face darkened , but Ke Xunze didn't care at all.

"Ke Xunze, you!" Li Qingqing whispered through gritted teeth, Ke Xunze still had a smile on his face, Luo Qiandu smiled and shrugged, but Xiao Naoer seemed to be muttering something.

"Bishu, are you sure you are okay?" Lin Ya looked at Guo Bishu and asked softly. She had read Guo Bishu's writing before, but thinking about Guo Bishu's English writing on the blackboard, it seemed better than not knowing it before. How many times, but thinking about the manuscript of Master Yunshan, Lin Ya shook her head helplessly, without decades of calligraphy skills, let alone the manuscript of Master Yunshan, even if the manuscript in front of him is a fake, Guo Bishu would not I can't write it out.

"Brother Guo Bishu, you really want to write!" Xiao Yuxuan took a deep breath and looked at the cynical Guo Bishu and asked softly, riding a tiger is hard to get off, and now it is really hard to get off.

"Miss Xiao, let someone prepare the pen and ink!"

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