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Chapter 108 How to draw without buying one?
Mi Xia carefully checked the canvas of "Night" in his hand, and he found it!

Professor Yuan frowned, dissatisfied and wanted to shake him off.

"What are you going to do?"

"I want to see that painting!"

Misha reached out and snatched the painting, and looked through it carefully.

Sure enough, I found a difference!
"This is it!"

Misha took apart the wooden frame on the back of the canvas and turned the painting over!
"That's it! How do you explain this evidence?"

She raised the painting in her hand and held it in front of the camera.

Everyone's eyes widened, but they couldn't see any difference at all.

Not only the audience at the scene, everyone was staring at the magnified painting in front of the camera.

Why did Misha show them the back of a painting?
Even if they looked at it with their eyes, they couldn't see any difference.

The host also stretched his neck, but he was still confused.

"Misha, what exactly are you going to show us?"

"Yeah, isn't it just a canvas?"

"Stop selling it."

Everyone broke out.

Professor Yuan snorted coldly.

"What's the matter with her? I think it's deliberately delaying time!"

"Of course I have."

Misha also brought his own paintings, and put the two paintings in front of the camera.

"If you look carefully, you will find that the two canvases are somewhat different."

Everyone's eyes widened.

But still can't see anything.

Knowing that they couldn't find it, Misha pointed to the corner on the back of the canvas.

"The canvas I use is very special. This kind of canvas is produced in limited quantities abroad. Apart from the special quality of the canvas, there is another feature."

"Look here, this kind of canvas is called a rose canvas, because there are very small rose patterns on the back of the canvas."

"I used this kind of canvas to paint "Night" and "Back View", so they have the same marks."

The camera leaned over for a close-up, and a clear rose pattern appeared in front of everyone.

"There are really roses."

"So, Misha is the real author?"

Professor Yuan quickly stood up and shouted, "What about roses? You can use them, but I can't?"

"No." Misha said directly.

Professor Yuan's face became even uglier when he was refuted.

"Why not? Is this kind of canvas only available to you?"

Misha shook her head slightly.

"I'm not the only one who can use it, but you, Professor Yuan, don't."

"You don't even know rose canvases, but you're still a professor of oil painting!"

"The rose canvas is really different."

Feng Lao put on his glasses to look at the canvas, and continued: "The annual output of rose canvas is limited, and each canvas is strictly controlled. It is clear who bought it and where it went."

Everyone turned to look at him.

As the top oil painting master in China, Feng Lao has the most prestigious words.

"And this year, the Rose Canvas has just been produced, and no more than [-] copies were sold, and only five were bought domestically."

Mi Xia recalled that when she said she would participate in the competition, Bo Xinglan sent five canvases.

She used two, and now there are three left in the studio.

Mi Xia turned her head and presented the two paintings to Professor Yuan.

"The five canvases purchased in China are all in my hands, how can you have them?"

Misha took a step forward and continued: "As long as you check the purchase records, you will know whether you have purchased such a canvas."

"You haven't bought it, how can you draw it?"

(End of this chapter)