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Chapter 3 Eight Steeds (Bookshelf added)

"enough."

There were more and more sneering voices, Bai Jingting said: "I don't care about this at all, Yang Lin is my most proud student, I am already very happy that he can come today. Gifts are just common things, Yang Lin, you don't have to worry about it .”

"Actually, teacher, I also prepared a gift today..."

Yang Lin had been thinking about whether to give "The Picture of Eight Steeds" to Mr. Bai.

He was not reluctant, but because "The Picture of Eight Steeds" is the authentic work of Wu Daozi, if it is in this world, it would be too shocking!
But after hearing what Wang Xiaoliang said, he also felt that it made sense.

He is not a wolf-hearted person, and he has no vulgar things.

But he has treasures!
As Yang Lin said, he opened the backpack, took out the scroll from the backpack, and handed it to Bai Jingting with both hands.

"Teacher, this is a little thought from the students."

"Oh? This is..."

Bai Jingting didn't expect that Yang Lin really brought a gift.

He took the scroll.

As soon as he got it in his hand, Bai Jingting was taken aback.

He thought that Yang Lin's gift was just a decorative painting, no matter what it was, it was the student's wish, and he would be very happy.

But at the moment when I touched the texture of the scroll, it was top-grade rice paper!

Bai Jingting was already proficient in antiques, so he was shocked when he first got it, and he was even more shocked when he took a closer look at the color and texture of the scroll.

This is indeed an antiquity!
He hurriedly and gently unfolded the scroll, and what he saw was an antique ink painting scroll.

Bai Jingting's expression was so solemn that the students all looked over him curiously, but most of them still looked at him with disdain.

In their view, the paintings that Yang Lin can afford, no matter how old they are, must be fakes.

As Bai Jingting slowly unfolded the entire set of scrolls, his expression became more and more shocked.

With a big push, Bai Jingting pushed all the dishes on the table inside, wiped the table with a paper towel, and finally spread the picture scroll on the table carefully, and took out the reading glasses from his clothes. Take a closer look.

Seeing grandpa's expression like this, Bai Tingting also looked at Yang Lin in surprise.

Bai Tingting knew that there were quite a lot of antique calligraphy and paintings in Grandpa's house, but even those famous paintings worth millions, Grandpa had never been so excited.

Could it be that the painting Yang Lin sent has some other origins?
But how is that possible?

Everyone can see that the painting is made of thick ink, with eight horses drawn, the inscription "Eight Horses" on the top, and the inscription is "Mid-autumn, 13th year of Kaiyuan, Wu Daozi".

There is also Wu Daozi's seal at the signing place.

Wang Xiaoliang also pretended to look at it, and immediately burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, Wu Daozi's "Eight Steeds"? Yang Lin, are you here to be funny? Just buy a fake painting, and don't pick and choose, at least Be professional, "Eight Horses" is a famous painting by Xu Beihong."

"Shut up!" Bai Jingting gave Wang Xiaoliang a hard look, "Xu Beihong's "The Picture of Eight Horses" was influenced by Wu Daozi. Speaking of today, Xu Beihong is a fan of Wu Daozi. Although the history of Wu Daozi's "The Picture of Eight Horses" It is not well-known in the world, but that is a masterpiece!"

Wang Xiaoliang was shocked.

Is there such a thing?
He didn't know, and neither did most of the people present.

Bai Jingting was still watching carefully, the more he watched, the more surprised he became, and the more he watched, the more delighted he became.

After a while, he finally read it carefully, sighed and said, "Yang Lin, this painting is too precious for me to accept. Although it is not the authentic work of Wu Daozi, but judging by the ink color of the paper and the painting skills, it is a treasure of the Tang Dynasty. Undoubtedly, even the painter's brushwork and painting skills are imitated vividly, if it weren't for the fact that Wu Daozi's authentic works are hard to find in this world, I'm afraid I would believe that this is the authentic work!"

Yang Lin smiled slightly.

Just as he expected, this painting is too shocking. Even if an expert like the teacher can't see any trace of imitation, he still can't believe it is the real one.

Since the teacher regarded it as an imitation, Yang Lin didn't tell the truth. After all, if he said it was the real work, the teacher would not accept it.

"Teacher, this is my wish, so please accept it. This painting is old, and the place I live in is small and dilapidated, so I can't keep it well. If it gets damaged, it's a pity. I will give it to the teacher. A good home." Yang Lin said.

Bai Jingting was taken aback, and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, this kind of treasure must be preserved carefully, and you must not be careless. But this painting is very valuable, the teacher really can't just keep it for nothing..."

Just as he said this, there was a knock on the door outside the box.

Bai Jingting was about to discuss how much money to give Yang Lin, but with the sound of knocking on the door, the door of the private room opened without invitation.

Everyone thought that Lin Mo had come back with a gift.

As a result, an old man in his sixties, wearing a Tang suit and wearing an emerald finger ring, came in from the door, followed by two bodyguards.

The old man held the wine glass in his hand, full of energy, especially on his face, although he was smiling, there was an aura of calm and prestige.

Most of the people present didn't know each other, but there were still a few of them, and they were shocked.

"Brother Bai's birthday, why should I, Chu Xuan, not come to toast, hahahaha!"

The visitor laughed and walked towards Bai Jingting.

Bai Jingting also got up quickly: "So it's Boss Chu, my little birthday party is really full of splendor."

"Brother is polite, with the prestige of the Bai family, if it weren't for Brother Bai's indifference to fame and fortune, today's scene would not be too big."

Chu Xuan smiled and raised his wine glass.

The two clinked glasses and drank it all in one go.

In the presence, there were only a few students with better family backgrounds who knew what these two big men represented.

Even if other people don't know it, they have heard of Chu Xuan's name while living in Jiangcheng.

Yang Lin also remembered that when he first came in, Bai Tingting reminded him not to cause trouble here, the owner of Tianwang Palace, Chu Xuan, has all eyes and hands...

"what?"

After drinking the wine in his glass, Chu Xuan was about to say a few more words of greeting when he caught sight of the "Picture of Eight Steeds" on the table.

After Chu Xuan was stunned for a moment, he showed horror and said: "This, this can't be Wu Daozi's authentic work!"

He is also a master of antiques, more proficient than Bai Jingting, he even has an antique business in his hands, if he finds something good, he will definitely keep it, so he has a good eye.

Seeing that Chu Xuan praised the painting so much, Bai Jingting couldn't help but feel complacent, and said with a smile: "Boss Chu is everyone, and he happens to be appreciating it. I just watched it for a while, but I'm too blind to make a conclusion."

When Bai Jingting said this, he was only being polite.

Although he recognized that it was undoubtedly from the Tang Dynasty, he couldn't believe that it could be Wu Daozi's authentic work.

Chu Xuan also looked at it seriously.

He carefully, repeatedly, looked back and forth.

For a while, in the whole banquet, no one dared to show their air.

Many people looked at Yang Lin cautiously.

They really couldn't figure out how a broken painting could shock this Jiangcheng boss so much?
After a while, Chu Xuan finally raised his head solemnly: "Brother Bai, is this painting yours? Can it be transferred? The price is negotiable!"

Bai Jingting smiled slightly. He didn't want to accept such an expensive gift, so he hurriedly said, "This is from my student, and I haven't confiscated it yet."

"Oh? Which student of my brother?!"

Chu Xuan quickly looked at the people in the banquet hall.

Everyone's eyes focused on Yang Lin's face in unison.

At this moment, Yang Lin couldn't help but smile wryly.

He was afraid that the painting would cause an uproar, but he didn't expect something to happen.

"It's mine, but I won't sell this painting. This is my love for Teacher Bai, and it's hard to change." Yang Lin stood up and said.

"Little brother, I think you don't know the value of this painting!" Chu Xuan smiled coldly, showing his true colors.

(End of this chapter)