"Does it need to be like this?"
"If you want me to come over, can't you just say hello?"
Song Yun was a little helpless, Zhu Deyuan pulled himself over directly. The cup of tea just made had not had time to drink. It was a bit of a waste. This is the best Dahongpao. A cup of tea is one thousand or several hundred yuan. , That is really no taste.
"Humph!"
"When can I drink tea? The most important thing now is to tell us what is wrong with this painting?"
Zhu Deyuan ignored Song Yun’s complaint. He was full of doubts now. He wanted to figure out what was going on. The painting in front of him and Xu Desheng, including Tang Miaomiao, had an amazing agreement. Song Yun’s personality is very clear. Since he bought a painting like this, it must be an incredible treasure. At least it is impossible to be worth only five thousand yuan without five. It is impossible for a million Song Yun to take this effort.
"Hurry up! Hurry up!"
"Don't talk so much nonsense."
"What is so good about a painting like this? The eyes of the few of us have not been blinded, and we can't see it at all. You have to tell us well, where is our headache and death? Where are you drinking tea leisurely, watching the truth of our jokes?"
Xu Desheng was even more rude and immediately began to criticize Song Yun.
Sun Mengyan and Shen Xue followed at this time. They both wanted to hear why Song Yun thought the painting in front of him was a good thing.
"Old Zhu!"
"What do you think of this painting?!"
Song Yun knew that he would definitely not be able to hide, so he simply reached out and gently patted the ancient painting on the table.
"What do we think of this painting!?"
"Does this need to be said?"
"It must be worthless tattered goods. No matter what point of view, I can't tell that this painting can sell for money."
Zhu Deyuan immediately shook his head. He really didn't think the painting in front of him could sell for a price, especially for experts such as Song Yun. Now ordinary antiques, such as antiques under 5 million It was really not in Song Yun's eyes. The painting on the table, let alone five thousand yuan, was not even worth five hundred yuan.
"Song Yun!"
"To put it more directly, if you didn’t buy this painting, but someone else bought it, I must spit on him, turn around and leave. I won’t spend such a long time squatting here. It’s tainted. my eyes."
Xu Desheng shook his head as he talked. What he said was not a lie, but a fact. If someone else took a painting like this, he would definitely leave after just one glance, and he didn't even say anything.
Li Tenglong and Luo Hu didn't speak, but they both nodded lightly. In fact, even people like them would feel that they didn't have any meaning at all when they saw this, and it was absolutely impossible to buy them.
"Song Yun!"
"What did you see on this painting?"
Tang Miaomiao was holding a cup of tea in his hand. After reading it for a long time, he was already a little thirsty, so he went there and poured a cup of tea. However, the question in his heart was exactly the same as Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng. I can’t think of it, or I can’t see what mystery Song Yun has discovered in this painting. Although the appraisal skills of Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng are not as good as Song Yun’s, they are in front of him. This painting has reached the point where it has nothing to do with the appraisal level.
"Don't you find out what's wrong with this painting?"
Song Yun looked at Zhu Deyuan, then at Xu Desheng, and finally at Tang Miaomiao, including Luo Hu and Li Tenglong, all with a confused expression.
"Song Yun!"
"Aren't you talking nonsense?!"
"If we people can see something wrong with this painting, do you need to say more?"
Zhu Deyuan glared at Song Yun, this is really a nonsense, it has no meaning, people like him definitely can't see it.
Song Yun scratched his hair and realized that he was really talking nonsense. He must have known the value of this painting.
"Old Zhu, Old Xu, everyone take a look at this place of this painting."
Song Yun stretched out his hand while speaking, and gently drew a line with his hand near the edge of the painting.
Zhu Deyuan, Xu Desheng and others immediately focused on Song Yun's fingers, staring at the painted places very seriously.
"what?!"
"Teacher Song, isn't this place just paper coming? Is there anything special?!"
Li Tenglong couldn’t help it at first. The place where Song Yun’s finger touched just now was actually a piece of paper. If he had to say it was the junction of the painting’s heart for mounting, this kind of place is actually very normal for any painting. After the painting is finished, if it is to be mounted, there will be such a place again, there is nothing special.
"Yes!"
"Ms. Song!"
"Don't all paintings look like this when they are mounted?!"
Luo Hu also didn’t understand why Song Yun’s fingers would draw a line on a place like this. Almost all paintings would appear, not to mention ancient times, even if the paintings are a little better now, even The painting is not very good, you can take it to others to help you frame it as long as you want.
Song Yun didn't speak, and continued to drink tea at the small tea table.
Luo Hu and Li Tenglong, you look at me, I see you don't know what's the matter, it's really absolutely at a loss.
"What is going on? Is there really something special about this place? Why can't I see it?!"
Li Tenglong shook his head, he really couldn't see that the place Song Yun drew with his fingers was special.
"I also don't see what's going on, but since Teacher Song pointed out that there must be something wrong with this place, or that the real secret of this painting lies in this place."
Luo Hu and Li Tenglong are half-hearted, and Li Tenglong can't see it, he naturally can't see it, but anyway, there is definitely a problem with this place, otherwise Song Yun would not be able to point it out specially.
Li Tenglong and Luo Hu looked at Zhu Deyuan, Xu Desheng, and Tang Miaomiao next to them. They found that the expressions on the faces of these three people were very serious, and their eyes were even bigger. They watched Song Yun's fingers just now. The line drawn on the drawing paper.
"It seems that something is wrong!"
After Zhu Deyuan was silent for ten minutes, he muttered.
"It's really wrong, there is no reason why it would be like this."
Xu Desheng shook his head.
"Could it be that there is really something hidden under this?!"
Tang Miaomiao remembered that when he opened an antique shop in Ninghua City, Song Yun picked up some of the antiques that he had missed. What happened in the past, his heart began to be uncontrollable and kept beating rapidly, and now it can be 1% One hundred sure, Song Yun definitely missed it again this time.
