Jiang Shan looked at Bai Yunfei with a playful look on her face.

She was waiting for Bai Yunfei to make a fool of herself. She always thought that Bai Yunfei was lying to Li Manqiu and didn't believe that he would really have a study of ancient paintings.

Li Manqiu also turned his gaze from "Citrus Picture" to Bai Yunfei, and a hint of expectation appeared on his face.

She had already labeled Bai Yunfei in her heart, which was a moving treasure house. You would never know whether this person would give you a surprise in the next moment. The reason why Bai Yunfei gave Li Manqiu this impression was of course because of the things Bai Yunfei did.

Li Manqiu still thinks it is very interesting. This is also the reason why she called Bai Yunfei today, because Bai Yunfei is more interesting. At least she thinks so, and she tells herself so.

Facing the eyes of the two, Bai Yunfei nodded, his eyes fell on the "Citrus Picture", and slowly spoke: "This "Citrus Picture" is painted with double hooks, coloring, and smudges, and has deep craftsmanship."

After Bai Yunfei said the first sentence, the stall owner who was originally tilted on the recliner with a palm fan suddenly opened his eyes, let out a light exclamation, and unexpectedly looked at Bai Yunfei.

This young man seems interesting.

Baiyun Fei paused, and the knowledge about ancient paintings in his mind was rapidly moving, and he continued: "The leaves are tender and old, and the fragrance is full of gold, which is vivid and vivid. The leaves are sparse and dense, straight and tilted, curled, and have a deep sense of space."

Bai Yunfei finished speaking in one breath, and his eyes slowly moved away from the "Citrus Picture".

The stall owner was surprised. The pallet fan that had been shaking lightly stopped. He looked at the young man in front of him in surprise and said, "Wow, the young man has a few tricks, but he can't tell that he is an expert."

After saying that, the stall owner stood up from his seat, looked at the painting "Citrus Picture" with bright eyes, muttering the comments made by Bai Yunfei just now, "The double hooks are made of color, and the color is stained... It feels quite spatial."

"good."

The more the stall owner looked at the "Citrus Picture" and savored what Bai Yunfei said, the more surprised the look on his face.

"Well, haha, little brother, I have thought of what you said just now, but it is much more than I thought. This exhibition was not in vain. The capital city is indeed hidden and lying on the tiger."

Next to him, Jiang Shan was also stunned at this moment.

True or fake?

He really has researched on these ancient paintings?

Not fooling around, right?

Jiang Shan wanted to say that Bai Yunfei was talking nonsense, but looking at the stall owner's amazing expression, the fool also knew that what Bai Yunfei said should be reliable.

You know, the stall owner who can take out these paintings is not ordinary people like Jiang Shan and others. They are all famous painters. Just like the stall owner now, it looks very rough, but it is hard to say that he is wearing a suit and a professor from which university he is.

Li Manqiu smiled, a little silenced, but not as amazing as Jiang Shan was surprised. Instead, she felt that it was indeed the case. It seemed that in her opinion, Bai Yunfei should be a very knowledgeable person.

Li Manqiu smiled and said, "Xiaobai, it seems that you were still modest before. Your understanding of ancient paintings must be above me."

Bai Yunfei quickly said modestly: "Mr. Li, you are so proud of me."

Jiang Shan, who was looking at the two of them, curled her lips, and there was still suspicion in her eyes, "Mr. Li, I think this is a coincidence. How can Xiaobai compare with you at his level?"

After all, Jiang Shan still doesn't believe that Bai Yunfei really has such high attainments in ancient paintings. In her opinion, Bai Yunfei is just a blind cat and a dead mouse. Although what he said just now sounds very reasonable, Jiang Shan feels that as long as he performs well, he can make a few nonsense words casually, which feels like a set of lyrics for writing compositions in high school.

Li Manqiu shook his head.

At this time, the stall owner came back to his senses from the "Citrus Picture", looked at Bai Yunfei, put his right hand on his left hand with his palm fan, bowed his hand, and said, "Little brother, you have unique vision, can you help me see these paintings?"

As he said that, the stall owner pointed to two other ancient paintings on the table.

Bai Yunfei was stunned, "This..."

Bai Yunfei looked at Li Manqiu. Today he came here, mainly to accompany Li Manqiu. He was not very interested in Chinese painting and other aspects. If it weren't for Li Manqiu, he wouldn't even come to participate in this art exhibition.

Jiang Shan saw Bai Yunfei hesitating, and her suspicion became stronger. She made up her mind to not let this guy go away. She also looked at Li Manqiu and said, "Mr. Li, it seems that Xiaobai has a good at painting. Since he can help this gentleman, then we?"

Li Manqiu smiled softly, looked at Bai Yunfei, and nodded, "Okay, Xiaobai, just help this gentleman see, I'll learn from you."

Bai Yunfei nodded helplessly. Since Li Man said so, he couldn't resist it.

Of course, he was really in stock. According to his estimate, a "Chinese Painting Skills Book" could make him equivalent to a professional art student who had been practicing hard for seven or eight years. He had absorbed ten "Chinese Painting Skills Book" at that time!

Even Bai Yunfei himself doesn't know what level he is now.

Seeing that Bai Yunfei agreed, the stall owner nodded happily and said loudly: "Then please give me a palm."

The stall owner is surnamed Qi. He is a visiting professor in the Department of Fine Arts of Communication University. He is also a famous painter in Beijing. He was thinking about painting skills at home alone before, but he seemed to be in a bottleneck. It happened that it was the end of June, and it was the day of the courtyard exhibition. So he simply took a few of his own treasures to communicate with his old friends. Unexpectedly, he met Bai Yunfei, which gave him some other inspiration to find a way.

Seeing Bai Yunfei so young, the comments just now may be a coincidence, but Teacher Qi tried it with the idea of ​​taking a chance. He already had some ideas. What if Bai Yunfei could say another comment that made his eyes shine?

The situation here has also attracted many people to watch.

Some are ancient painting amateurs who come to visit, while others are stall owners at other stalls.

"Oh, what's going on, Lao Qi?"

"Who is this guy? Lao Qi has always liked to put on airs, but this time I'm rare."

"what happens?"

"Brother, what's wrong? This is?"

A woman in her thirties had been reading "The Weeping Willow Picture" collected by Teacher Qi here before. She happened to hear Bai Yunfei's evaluation of "The Citrus Picture" and had a deep memory. Later, Teacher Qi also muttered and read it, and the woman remembered it. When she talked to the people around her, everyone looked at Bai Yunfei in surprise.

"Hey, that's right."

"It's interesting."

"Haha, are you going to comment on Lao Qi's other paintings next? I want to see how good this young man is."

For a moment, everyone's eyes were all looking at Bai Yunfei.

Is this young man really capable or nonsense?
Chapter completed!