Chapter 527 Double-layer painting

Wei Feng did not answer his words, but asked, "President Sun, right? Actually, I still admire you very much."

Sun Yan seemed to have heard the meaning of Wei Feng's words, "What do you mean?"

"I just admire you. When appraising, you can tell whether Master Zhu's paintings have a quick stroke with just the naked eye."

The pen in paintings is not so easy to see than the pen in calligraphy. Especially the master who is more exquisite in paintings, the less traces there are.

Generally speaking, even internationally renowned appreciating masters need to carefully observe with a magnifying glass, and they will not give out an accurate reply within an hour.

However, this person started to analyze it in less than two minutes, and the analysis was only the characteristics of Zhu Da's paintings, and did not start from the authenticity of the painting itself, whether it was paper, ink, etc.

He didn't say anything.

If this way, you can tell the authenticity of a painting, then just buy an appreciation book and learn a few clichés. Do you still need this president?

It can be seen from this that the title of this president is full of moisture.

Sun Yan was also stunned, then carried his hands on his back and said confidently: "Shut the pen? I have read countless paintings. Can't you even see any of the pens?"

"Tsk tsk, have you seen it? This is the master. You can tell whether there is a sudden pen at a glance. It's really a sharp eye."

"Or why do you say that Master Sun is the president? This is ability."

Praises around him followed one after another, and Sun Yan nodded repeatedly when he heard this, which was very helpful.

Wei Feng sneered, turned to the restaurant owner just now and said:

"Boss Wang, can you borrow your pen, ink, paper and inkstone to use it?"

"Of course, wait a moment." Boss Wang didn't know what he was doing, but even rice in his restaurant would not be short of ink, paper and inkstone.

Fang Hui came to Wei Feng and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Wei, what do you want to do?"

Wei Feng smiled mysteriously, "I just don't believe that he can tell whether there is a pen with his naked eyes, so I want to expose him."

"Expose it? How do you expose it?" Fang Hui asked in confusion.

"It's very simple, you'll know after a while."

Five minutes later, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were ready. Wei Feng nodded and said again: "Boss Wang, help me clean up a table immediately."

Wei Feng took the rice paper, shook it in front of him, and spread it onto a table, then picked up the brush, and just as he was about to start writing, he suddenly thought of something.

"Mr. Fang, Sister Yun, please come over and stand in front of me. Don't let anyone with your heart see it."

Liu Yun and Fang Hui were both confused. They didn't know what Wei Feng was going to do, but they came to the front obediently and blocked Wei Feng from writing.

At this time, Sun Yan and Zhao Haofu were also curious about what Wei Feng was going to do, but they wanted to see the truth, but they were blocked and could not see anything.

Wei Feng used his pen power and began to splash ink on rice paper.

Ten minutes later, Wei Feng threw the brush, stretched his waist, and said, "It's OK."

Fang Hui and Liu Yun then turned around and looked at Wei Feng curiously, but when they saw the painting on the table, they couldn't help but grow their mouths.

Wei Feng lifted the painting up so that everyone present could see clearly.

The people present also grew up and had their mouths hungry, their expressions were almost exactly the same, full of shock.

What Wei Feng painted on rice paper was nothing else, but Zhu Da’s painting. It was exactly the same and there was no difference.

"This, this is absolutely impossible!"

Boss Wang came to the front with trembling, looked at the painting on the table, and said, "My husband, I... can I take a look?"

"Of course." Wei Feng smiled.

It is much easier to draw this painting than the last time I painted architectural drawings in Handong. Just now, Wei Feng also completely imprinted this painting in his mind, just like a mold, Wei Feng can be perfect in all the time.

Copy it down.

Boss Wang put his paintings of Zhu Da and Wei Feng together, and after comparing them, he was surprised to find out.

Whether it is the white clouds in the distant mountains, the pine trees, or even the eyebrow of a monk, it is exactly the same. Even if you put rice paper on the painting, it is impossible to reach this level.

Liu Yun couldn't believe it, "This... Xiaofeng, how did you do it?"

Every time she felt that she understood Wei Feng, but every time, Wei Feng would show off her the same ability that was eye-catching to scare her.

Sun Yan was even more shocked. This is no longer something that ordinary people can do. No, even a top domestic painter who does not specialize in studying the works of Bada Shanren Zhu Da, it is impossible to do this.

"My painting is completed. I would like to ask Master Sun, where is the pen in my painting?"

"this……"

Sun Yan was stunned, his face turned blue and white. He could never have imagined how could anyone copy this?

He said everything about the style and the strokes he had just said were all randomly. He knew that the painting was real, so he said something in a foggy way, which sounded high-end, but in fact, if he could let it go

He said the specific details, but he couldn't tell them at all.

"Can you say it, you can't say it?"

Wei Feng sneered, "As the president, you should promote Chinese painting and maintain the reputation of Chinese painting, rather than use your status here to make a mess and confuse the public."

"And, I can tell you clearly that this painting is not the original one!"

One wave has not yet settled and another wave has started again.

Wei Feng had already shocked everyone just now, but now Wei Feng actually said that the painting was fake, and undoubtedly threw a bomb on everyone.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Boss Wang took out the certificate and said, "I have a certificate, you can't say that the certificate is fake, right!"

"That's right, is it still fake if there is a certificate? The certificate cannot be fake. Besides, Boss Wang wouldn't do this."

"Hmph, sensationalism, young people, you must know how to stop when you see it." Zhao Haofu said sarcastically.

Even Fang Hui and Liu Yun were burnt and tender on the outside and the inside were taken out, so the certificates were all taken out. How could this painting be fake?

Wei Feng shook his head and smiled, saying, "You all misunderstood what I mean. What I said was not the original, but I didn't say it was a fake."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Yan laughed and said, "A joke is simply a joke. You are contradictory, either true or false. How could you say this?"

"You are a waste, don't whine here."

"You..." Sun Yan was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Chapter completed!