My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

Chapter 164 Signature Hongmeng Tianshi
"Old man, you really know how to draw."

Huang Lei's eyes widened and he asked in surprise.

"Didn't I tell you earlier? You just don't believe it."

Xiao Chen curled his lips and said lightly.

The crowd was instantly speechless.

The old man did say before that he copied the Mona Lisa, but it was so unbelievable that they didn't really take it seriously.

Now the old man said that it was bought by foreigners, and even the paintings exhibited in the Freer Art Museum were copied by him.

This made them wonder whether the Mona Lisa on the cabinet might be real.

Because those Americans dared to take it out for exhibition, it means that they must have been appraised by experts and there is no problem.

Otherwise, people who watch the exhibition will see that it is a fake, and they should not make fun of it.

This shows that Mr. Xiao Chen's painting skills have reached the state of perfection, the realm of confusing the real with the fake.

Since the old man can copy other people's paintings and calligraphy, how does he know that it is impossible to copy the Mona Lisa?
Huang Lei and the others looked at Xiao Chen, and then at the Mona Lisa with a weird smile on the cabinet.

now.

Everyone is upset.

"Old man, you still need money."

Peng Yuchang asked a little puzzled at this moment.

In his subconscious mind, billionaires and local tyrants were no longer enough to describe Xiao Chen. Such a person was actually short of money.

"What's so strange about this is that at that time, many assets could not be easily liquidated, and the invested companies were just getting started, so they were worthless."

Xiao Chen shrugged his shoulders, and continued: "The Southwest Associated University and several universities are doing scientific research and are in a hurry to spend money, so they can only sell paintings for emergency."

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Only then did everyone understand the old man's reason for selling paintings.

And the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't bear it anymore.

In the yearning live broadcast room, the barrage frantically swiped up.

"I said there must be a reason for the old man to sell paintings."

"I didn't expect that the funds for scientific research back then were actually obtained by the old man selling paintings."

"And the paintings he sold were copied by himself."

"Black fans, selling your own paintings is not considered selling cultural relics, right?"

"It's outrageous too."

"It's all the old man's one-sided words. Who knows if it's true?"

"Yes, this old man really dares to say that he copied two masters who are known as "Southern Zhang and Northern Qi" in the painting world."

"Unless those foreigners are fools and blind people who buy fake paintings at high prices and even exhibit them in art galleries."

"It's really hopeless that these black fans can continue to blackmail the old man after they're like this."

"Master, I believe in you."

"Haha, I don't know if Americans will cry when they know the truth."

"It's too miserable for them, all they bought are fakes."

"..."

Although the vast majority of viewers in the live broadcast believed Xiao Chen.

But there are still a small group of black fans who are unwilling to give up and want to black all the way to the end.

It's just that no one will be easily deceived by them now.

Basically no one pays any attention to them anymore, no matter what they say, ignore them and treat them like air.

At this time.

"Old man, you are too unkind. You know it's fake, but you still sell so many calligraphy and paintings to those foreigners."

Huang Lei suddenly said to Xiao Chen, with a slightly accusatory tone.

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Teacher Huang, what happened today?
In evil?
all the time.

Huang Lei can be regarded as the person who yearns for the most supportive and respectful old man.

He is also the person who yearns for the deepest bond with the old man.

For this reason, Xiao Chen gave him many good things that no one else had.

They even recognized his son and daughter as grandchildren.

But now he said that to Mr. Xiao.

How could this not make everyone puzzled and shocked.

Just when everyone thought Huang Lei was also brainwashed by black fans.

Huang Lei's next sentence made everyone laugh.

"Buy so many, at least give them a pair."

Only then did they realize that Mr. Huang was just trying to tease those foreigners.

This is true.

Huang Lei is not a Holy Mother. He knew that there would be some good people who would come to Xia Kingdom at that time.

He didn't think that those foreigners readily agreed to the old man's continuous price hikes out of kindness.

It is simply because they all know that bringing these paintings back to the United States can sell them at a higher price and earn ten times, or even a hundred times the profit.

These people who are deliberately trying to get Xia Guo's cultural relics out.

If you don't cheat them, who will you cheat?
"Old man, I heard from that blogger that you sold hundreds of books and paintings, how much money do you have?"

Peng Yuchang and Huang Lei and others focused on different points. When they heard something related to money, their eyes lit up.

"Well... If it's all converted into money, it's about 5000 million US dollars."

Xiao Chen touched his chin and said.

Everyone gasped involuntarily after hearing this, their eyes glazed over.

Obviously.

They were all shocked by this astronomical figure.

Don't say this money is in the past.

Now it's a lot of money.

"Grandpa, do you need so much money to do scientific research?"

Sister Zifeng blinked her eyes and asked.

"In fact, not all the money from selling calligraphy and painting was given to Southwest Associated University. At that time, only part of it was exchanged for money."

Xiao Chen shook his head and explained: "At that time, the Orientals had been sending bombers hovering in the sky, bombarding Xia Guo wantonly, but Xia Guo didn't have planes and had nothing to do with them, so I and those Americans It is suggested to replace the painting and calligraphy with the plane of the United States.

At the beginning, I was afraid that those American people would not agree, because Junhuo could not be bought and sold casually at that time.

As a result, they were very happy to accept this transaction method.

Later I found out that the United States originally wanted to sell Junhuo to the battlefield here, and they would only earn more from trading in this way. "

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Everyone is restless.

Unexpectedly, the old man not only funded Southwest Associated University to do scientific research.

He also bought planes with the Americans to help Xia Guo beat the Orientals.

at the same time.

Before, there were some people who thought it was inappropriate for the old man to sell copies of calligraphy and paintings to Americans.

At this moment, there is nothing left.

In order to make money, these Americans who sell evenly, do not hesitate to fan the flames, and provoke wars everywhere.

Doesn't deserve to be respected at all.

The more ruthless Xiao Chenkeng those Americans were, the happier they would be.

"By the way, old man, did you mark those copies?"

Huang Lei asked again.

Because he saw black fans questioning the old man in the live broadcast room,
So Huang Lei wanted to ask if there is anything to prove, so that those black fans have nothing to say.

"Yes, there is a signature of my Hongmeng Tianshi in the mezzanine of my paintings."

Xiao Chen nodded and said calmly.

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Huang Lei and others all showed joyful expressions after hearing this.

this means.

As long as the Freer Museum of Art disassembles the mezzanine of one of the paintings.

Everything will be clear!

(End of this chapter)