Chapter 162: This is what I painted

The people in the entire auditorium have blown up. Who knows what the young man is doing? I just fell off a jade Buddha, and now I have pulled the real Wu Daozi’s original, and I still give it no way to live.
"The surname Qin, I am fighting with you!"
At this time, Lin Pingchao’s heart was collapsed. Just 12 million jade Buddhas were smashed, and who made it a sheep fat blood jade, but now the 20 million bought Wu Daozi’s original works are being pulled like this. How can he not feel bad?
The strong anger made him lose his senses for a short time, and he would rush to Qin Haodong, but he was stopped by Lin Zhigao and Lin Zhiyuan.
Lin Xiaotian's face was once again gloomy, and he also felt that Qin Haodong had done something. The key is Wu Daozi's original works. He has not found it for many years. Now his grandson has been brought up, but he has been seen in two.
Guo Feng looked at Qin Haodong strangely and asked: "Dr. Qin, what does this mean? Is there a problem with this painting?"
Qin Haodong said calmly: "There is no big problem with the problem. It is just a fake painting. It is really disrespectful to use it as a birthday gift to the father, so I pulled it."
"Fake painting? Impossible! I have already identified it. This is indeed the Bailian figure left by Wu Daozi." Guo Feng said incredulously.
Lin Pingchao’s emotions are calmer, but he is still angry and yells:
Qin Haodong, don’t talk nonsense, this is definitely the true trace of Wu Daozi. Today you have to pay for my paintings.

Qin Haodong said disapprovingly: "I said it is fake, it is fake."
Lin Pingchao called: "Why? Are you more accurate than the appraisal of Director Guo?"
Guo Feng also said: "Mr. Qin, you are indeed a bit too sloppy. I have already identified it. This is absolutely authentic. And even if it is a fake painting, it has reached the realm of realism, and the value is absolutely more than ten million."
After listening to Guo Feng, Lin Pingchao suddenly had a lot of enthusiasm and said: "Yes, my painting was bought for 20 million, you must pay for it."
Ms. Qian looked at Qin Haodong with some trouble. He said: "Mr. Qin, you said that this painting is fake. Is there any basis?"
"There is no basis."
When he spoke, he exploded again in the auditorium. If he had no basis, he would casually pull out the ancient paintings worth 20 million. Is this person crazy?
Lin Ping’s tidal lungs are all inflated. The name of Qin’s Ming is to be himself, but before he can talk, Qin Haodong said faintly:
Because this is what I painted.

Although Qin Haodong’s tone is peaceful and his voice is not loud, almost every sentence he said today is a bomb, and once again caused an uproar in the auditorium.
"Who is this young man? There must be a limit to bragging. I even say that Wu Daozi’s original painting is what he painted..."
"Director Guo said that the painting is authentic. He even said that he was painting. When he was painting the holy Wu Daozi?"
"Hurricane, too arrogant, I heard that he is Missy's new boyfriend, and it is too sloppy to find someone. You can't just look at your face..."
Not only did other people not believe, even Guo Feng said with a strange look: "What? Mr. Qin, you said that this is your painting? Impossible! This is not only Wu Daozi's pen, but also obviously an ancient painting. And you are only in your twenties, how could you paint it?"
"If you are surnamed Qin, you have to have a limit on bragging. If this painting is drawn by you, I will not only pay for it, but give you another 20 million."
The reason why Lin Pingchao said this kind of thing was that Qin Haodong was mad at the first time, and secondly, he wanted to put Qin Haodong’s face on his feet. Now hitting Qin Haodong is equivalent to fighting Lin Momo.
Qin Haodong said: "Do not believe it, then I will prove it to you now."
He turned his head and said to Lin Xiaotian: "Father, can I make a picture on the spot, and I can give you a birthday."
Lin Pingchao said: "What jokes do you make, such a painting is a master or a day or two, can Grandpa's birthday be delayed?"
Qin Haodong said: "It’s not that much trouble. It’s five points and eight minutes to draw such a painting."
"What? This... how is this possible?"
Although Guo Feng and Qian Duodu know that Qin Haodong is a high-ranking person, but they are also surprised by Zhang’s mouth, I can’t believe what he said is true. Is it necessary to paint a painting for two or three hours?
Lin Xiaotian looked at Qin Haodong with great interest and waved his hand to the family next to him: "Take the ink of my study."
He likes calligraphy and painting, and often draws a picture on weekdays. So the tools for painting at home are all available. Soon the family took the tools, paintings, pens, inks and other tools used for painting and put them on the table.
In the gaze of everyone, Qin Haodong came to the table, he first took a brush from the pen holder, looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, then took out a pen to pinch the palm of his left hand, two brushes at the same time Full of ink.
"What is he doing? Is it necessary to draw with two pens?"
Lin Pingchao said directly: "A look is a great slap, a pen is not well painted, and even two are taken. Is it not enough to be shameful?"
Qin Haodong did not pay any attention to him. After taking a deep breath, his hands came out. The two brushes were like living. The paintings in front of him kept flying, and the original white paper began to appear slowly.
"This... is this a dragon?"
Although Lin Xiaotian couldn't compare everyone in calligraphy and painting, he also had quite a deep knowledge of his skills. He immediately recognized Qin Haodong's technique.
Money can't help but ask: "Master, what is the left and right dragon?"
Lin Xiaotian said: "Ordinary people paint a brush, first outline the outline, and then fill in the details. This is a reason to build a house, first cover the frame, then a little bit of the guru However, this is also flawed. Although the foundation is solid, it will not work in speed, not fast enough."
Guo Feng also has a lot of experience in painting, nodding his head and saying: "It is true."
Lin Xiaotian continued: "In order to increase the speed of painting, some powerful masters of calligraphy and painting have created such a way of painting around the dragon.
As the name implies, the left and right dragons are the two points of heart, open the bow left and right, draw with two hands at the same time, starting from the two ends of the paper, do not need to conceive the frame, do not need any embellishment and touch up, the whole painting is completely present. In my heart, I keep pushing in the middle, and when the two strokes meet, the painting will be done.
In doing so, the efficiency of painting can be doubled, but it is extremely difficult. First of all, the whole picture should be seen in the chest, followed by the heart, and there should be no problems. Finally, the color tone should be used very well, so that there can be no mistakes when the pictures on both sides are docked.
This is a very clever way of painting. I have only heard it before, and I have never seen such a master.

Having said that, Lin Xiaotian shook his head and his face was unbelievable.
Guo Feng said: "I have heard of the left and right dragons, but this method of painting must have absolute confidence in the paintings, and there is no such thing as a painting and calligraphy that can't be done for decades."
Lin Pingchao heard a slap in the face. He didn't know anything about the way of painting. He didn't think that Qin Haodong, who had just ridiculed himself, used such a fascinating way of painting, and he couldn't help but have a fever on his face.
However, he still does not believe that Qin Haodong can draw Wu Daozi's paintings. If anyone can imitate it, then painting is not a painting.
Guo Feng added: "The left and right dragons are really powerful, but the paintings on both sides are very good. If they can't be perfectly connected, they are nonsense. With the construction of a house, both sides use superb technology, no matter how strong your cover is, but finally Not on the waste."
After the explanation of the two masters, everyone's attention was concentrated on Qin Haodong's body, looking forward to the moment he finally connected.
Qin Haodong's technique is extremely fast. Both hands seem to walk around on the drawing paper without thinking. After three or four minutes, the paintings on both sides have been drawn almost, and the two pens begin to dock.

The eyes of the people around him stared at Qin Haodong's two hands, especially Lin Pingchao, and wanted to drop two eyeballs on the drawing paper, and he looked forward to Qin Haodong being able to make mistakes.
But in the end, he was disappointed. Qin Haodong's two brushes cleverly merged together, and a Bailian figure was perfectly presented in front of everyone. And just as he threw the brush, it took just five minutes.
"It's really amazing. It's a short time to draw a picture of Bailian."
"Who is this young man? It is a master of painting. Is it just that the painting was really painted by him?"
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. It is also a new painting, how can it become a new painting?"
In the voice of everyone's arguments, Guo Feng and Qian Duoduo took the picture of Bai Lian, which had just been torn, in a serious contrast with the one that Qin Haodong had just drawn.
After five minutes, the two men looked up again.
"Perfect, it is perfect." Qian Duoduo said to Qin Haodong, "Qin Laodi, the person I admire most in my life is you, I really don't know what else you have, even in such a short time. Draw a picture of Bailian, and it is exactly the same as the original, and there is no difference."
Guo Feng also said: "Really, the painting is really perfect, perfect without any flaws."
Lin Pingchao called: "Even if you paint well, but he is not an ancient painting, I just had the original song of Wu Daozi. The two paintings cannot be compared."
Guo Feng sighed and said: "Yes, Mr. Qin, although your painting skills let me admire the five bodies, but can not prove that the painting is your painting. Do not say, you see the difference between the two paintings For at least a thousand years, there is the color of this ink. The painting just drawn is completely different from the ancient painting..."
Qin Haodong smiled and said: "Don't worry, it's still the last procedure."
In the realm of comprehension, he has worked as a painter, as a painter, as a priest, and even as a child, so he is very proficient in these three techniques.
Moreover, the old method of his paintings is not comparable to that of ordinary people. The Aoki Emperor is able to control all the properties of wood.
I saw that Qin Haodong rolled up the picture that had just been drawn and held it in his hand. The right hand stroked it from top to bottom. The blue wood of the palm was swallowed, instantly changing the color of the paper and the color of the ink.
After a dozen seconds, he was like a juggling act. He re-paved the painting on the table and said to Guo Feng: "Director Guo, this time you look again."
Guo Feng stood there and was stupid. In front of this picture, the Bailian figure is exactly the same as the one that has just been ripped off. From the oldness of the paper to the color of the ink, there is no difference at all. If it is not the one that has just been torn off, Lying beside him, he simply thought it was a dream.
After calming down, he took out the magnifying glass and observed it carefully. Over time, his hand began to tremble slowly. This painting looks like an ancient painting of more than a thousand years. It is really impossible to find a flaw and a loophole. .