"Lin Feng, how can you say that? In our Chinese painting world, even grandma can't read the calendar and can't identify the calligraphy and painting. How can it be called easy to identify?"

Although Qin Yanran was partial to Lin Feng in her heart, she couldn't help but speak when she heard Lin Feng "pointing out" to her grandma without any humility.

Chen Luping also shook her head in confusion and said to Lin Feng: "Lin Feng, you brag is too big this time. Aunt Ping can't help you. I may not know much about other experts. But even I

You said it’s easy to identify calligraphy and painting that even mom can’t recognize?”

"Haha! Lin Feng, Mr. Ye is an authoritative figure in our country's painting circles. You dare to refute her conclusions, and even dare to point out Mr. Ye? I really don't know what to say to you, even if it's like domestic calligraphy and painting

Zheng Qifa, an expert in collection and identification, has to practice discipleship in front of Mr. Ye and dare not be arrogant. You, a little kid, dare to ask Mr. Ye to take a closer look? "

As soon as he saw Qin Yanran and Chen Luping talking about Lin Feng, Zhao Shuang was even more happy to add fuel to the fire. He felt that Lin Feng was seeking death. In his mind, he was indeed a bumpkin from a small mountain town who had never seen the world. After a while,

I will definitely give him a good kick in revenge.

As for Zhao Zhongnan, he grinned even more, shook his head and shouted to Lin Feng: "You don't respect your teacher at all. Teacher Ye's status in the painting world, I'm afraid no one in the entire Huaxia Kingdom is qualified to let her take another look.

, Lin Feng, you are too presumptuous!"

Everyone present, except Mr. Ye, did not take what Lin Feng just said seriously at all. Only after listening to Lin Feng's words, Mr. Ye once again carefully observed and identified the painting bit by bit. The wrinkled

The brows suddenly stretched out

A little, but quickly locked up again, and said more uncertainly: "That's weird! Lin Feng, I looked carefully and seemed to have some clues, but I became even more confused. Can you tell me?

Look, how can one be easily identified?"

"Mom! Do you take Lin Feng's words seriously? How can he read paintings? Don't let him make a fool of himself."

Chen Luping still wanted to protect Lin Feng's face with good intentions, but Lin Feng still looked brave at this time. Under everyone's shocked expressions, he directly pointed out the author of the painting and said: "Grandma, this painting is actually very...

Obviously, it is "Landscape, Fish, Birds and Music" created in his later years by Zhu Da, a master of painting in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties."

"Bada Shanren's paintings? Does this guy really know how to paint? Otherwise, how could he name Bada Shanren?"

Hearing Lin Feng's confident words, Zhao Zhongnan was obviously stunned and couldn't help but be shaken. After all, although Zhu Da, a Badashan native, was a famous representative painter in the late Ming Dynasty, he was also a representative painter in the world of collections and calligraphy and painting.

His name is like thunder. Ordinary people, if they don't study carefully, they don't even know that Zhu Da exists.

When he first heard that Lin Feng was going to name the author of the ancient painting, Zhao Zhongnan thought that Lin Feng would say something about Tang Bohu, Wu Daozi and other famous artists who were well-known to women and children. But who knew that Lin Feng even had the title of Bada Shanren?

Everyone knows it, and even named the painting.

Regardless of the truth or falsehood of what Lin Feng said, just his confident look and the name of Bada Shanren and the painting were already very bluffing.

"How is that possible? How could this brat from Shangougou know the name of Bada Shanren? He's so confused! This brat must have made random guesses. Don't think that you can fool him just by casually mentioning the name of a painter and a painting!

"

Zhao Shuang, who was grinning, glared at Lin Feng fiercely, still looking like he wanted to kill Lin Feng.

"Bada Shanren? Lin Feng, how do you know Bada Shanren? I have been in the same class with you for three years, how come you didn't know that you also know how to paint?"

Qin Yanran was also surprised. Even she had only heard a little bit about Bada Shanren and read relevant information. With so many calligraphers and painters from ancient times to the present, Qin Yanran only knew a little about Zhu Da, a Bada Shanren. But.

, Lin Feng was able to say it so confidently on the spot, and no one believed him when he said he didn't know how to draw.

"Hey! Lin Feng, this kid, actually has such a skill. It seems that his confidence really didn't come out of thin air. Is there really something in his belly?" Chen Luping was also pleasantly surprised, and recalled her contact with Lin Feng.

, his unexpected performance frequently made me sigh, this kid is really amazing!

"Teacher Ye, Lin Feng said that this painting is by Zhu Da, a native of Bada Mountain. Do you think it works?"

Not only Zhao Zhongnan, but everyone except Lin Feng looked at Mr. Ye. Whether Lin Feng was right or not, I am afraid only Mr. Ye is qualified to judge.

But everyone was looking at Mr. Ye, but Mr. Ye looked at Lin Feng with a smile on his face, as if he was asking for advice humbly, and asked: "Lin Feng, how do you know that this painting belongs to Bada Shanren Zhu Da?"

What? Can you provide some evidence?"

Indeed, after seeing this painting, Bada Shanren Zhu Da was also one of the key painters whom Mr. Ye suspected, but she could not find any specific and strong evidence to support this conclusion. However, when Lin Feng used

After saying with certainty that it was a painting by Zhu Da from Bada Mountain, Mr. Ye started to look more and more like it. Although he still couldn't find any obvious evidence, he felt that it was almost certainly Zhu Da's painting.

However, identifying an ancient painting without a clear inscription cannot rely solely on feeling. Even a top domestic painting expert like Mr. Ye must provide one, two, three, or four references for verification, otherwise how can others believe it?

Where are your empty words?

"Yes! Where is the evidence? Lin Feng, I was almost fooled by you. I just said when we were betting that you not only have to tell the author of this painting, but also the basis. Otherwise, I can just say it all.

This painting belongs to Tang Bohu!" When Zhao Shuang saw this, he also quickly made things difficult for Lin Feng.

However, Lin Feng had already expected this, and calmly walked to the painting and said with a smile: "Who said this painting does not have a clear signature? Look here, it is the unique signature of Bada Shanren Zhu Da.

A painting stamp..."

Everyone, including Mr. Ye, looked in the direction of Lin Feng's finger. They saw that in this ink painting of mountains, water, birds and fish, the place Lin Feng pointed was only the lower right corner.

The most inconspicuous place under the water, the unique painting in his mouth is exactly a turtle under the water.
Chapter completed!