The Final Doomsday!
"Mr. Chen, Ms. Mu, let me introduce you to the five professionals we invited. They are Chen Han, Yu Hao, Jiang Meng, Huang Dongnan, and Li Jiuren.”
"They have a certain degree of professionalism in the aspect of appreciation. They will be the grading teachers for this round and will grade your taste in life. I hope you don't mind.”
The host pointed at the five people who walked out from behind and said.
These five people were dressed simply, but they had a very good temperament. At a glance, they looked like successful businessmen.
The two women and three men all had arrogant expressions on their faces, as if they were not particularly interested in the surroundings.
Then, the host said to the camera,"Ladies and gentlemen, I believe you can't wait any longer. Now, let's follow the judges and teachers 'cameras and start to explore Ma Yun's friend, Chen Feng's family's taste in life.”
As the camera moved, all the furnishings in Chen Feng's house were displayed in the live broadcast room.
"This is too ordinary. It's no different from my house.”
"It can't be. With such taste in life, he's still friends with Ma Yun.”
"The production team is going to fail. I thought it was a big shot's family, but it turns out that it's just an ordinary family.”
"Don't say, the painting on the wall is quite beautiful.”
"To be honest, I still think that the nouveau riche from the previous episode had good taste. Even the rice spoon was made of gold.”
"It's ordinary and nothing new. It feels like it was all performed by the program team before.”
In the live broadcast room, after the audience saw the layout of Chen Feng's house, they began to mock him.
What was the taste of life? It was nothing more than eating, drinking, living, and some artistic things.
First of all, ordinary people ate grains and plain food, while people with taste could eat in all kinds of ways.
The second was drinking. Ordinary people drank mineral water or beverages, and people with good taste in life drank coffee. A little more upscale was the 1982 Lafite.
After that, it was about living. The better the living, the more eye-catching the decoration style, the higher the taste of life, and vice versa.
The last was okay. Ordinary people had small cars worth less than 100,000 yuan, or even electric cars. People with high taste in life had all kinds of luxury cars. Even bicycles were worth hundreds of thousands.
As for artistic items, antiques, famous paintings, and rare artifacts, any one of them could be considered tasteful.
In short, having money meant having good taste in life, and having no money meant having no taste in life.
At least, that was the public's current values.
This was like saying, if a person wearing cheap clothes and a person wearing LV clothes stood together, who would they think had better taste in life?
It was obviously the latter.
After all, the taste of life still needed some external decorations.
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"This wall is actually made of wood. When the wind blows and the rain falls, the wood will rot.”
"And this sofa and chair, they were passed down from the Qing Dynasty, right? Even my 80-year-old grandfather doesn't sit on this chair anymore.”
"The cabinet is filled with all kinds of knockoffs. This taste... Tsk tsk tsk."
After Yu Hao casually glanced at the things in the house, he couldn't help but shake his head.
At this moment, a crisp voice came from the side.
"Look, doesn't this look like the famous painting that has disappeared for more than a century?”
Instantly, this voice attracted everyone's attention.
"Jiang Meng, what are you thinking? It's said that the Final Doomsday was destroyed by the Nazians during World War I. How can it be hung here? It must be a fake.”
At the side, Yu Hao only glanced at it lightly before directly replying.
The Final Apocalypse was created by the famous painter Van Gogh. It was famous all over the world a century ago.
Even the former Queen of England hung this work in her palace. It was very rare.
However, after experiencing many wars, this painting of the last doomsday had been lost to the world. It was rumored that it had long been destroyed.
Now that he had appeared here, how could it be possible? Who would believe it?
After all, this work was qualified to be placed in a museum.
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"A fake? Could it be that the production team had put it up just to improve Chen Feng's taste in life? They did not have to lose so badly.”
"Hahahahaha, putting up a fake painting, isn't this slapping your face?”
"I dare to bet that the production team has already set up this place.”
"There will probably be other fakes later, but fortunately, these judges are quite ruthless. They just came from another live-stream room. There's a big fool holding a bronze cauldron and insisting that it's an antique from the Shang Dynasty. In the end, they found that the bottom of the bronze cauldron was engraved with the words madeinchina.”
In the live broadcast room, the players were very familiar with this scene.
These were all part of the show's routine, and everyone was just watching for fun.
At this moment, Chen Feng, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly said," Counterfeit? Do you have evidence?"
Chen Feng had a deep impression of this painting.
Back then, when Chen Feng was all-powerful, he almost caused the famous Rothschild family to go bankrupt.
In the end, in order to apologize to Chen Feng, the family gave him a lot of things.
This painting was one of them.
With the Rothschild family's influence, Chen Feng believed that they would not dare to fool him with a fake.
Moreover, those items had been confirmed by professionals, so the possibility of them being fakes was completely ruled out.
"Not a fake? Are you that good at joking? If it's not a fake, do you know how much this painting is worth? At least 100 million."
Yu Hao chuckled.
Indeed, if the real Doomsday appeared on the market, there would definitely be people willing to spend 100 million to buy it.
However, if someone had the real thing, would they still live in this 100 square meter commercial house?
Therefore, Yu Hao was too lazy to confirm it and directly announced that this painting was a fake.
Chen Feng said calmly,"You said it was fake without even appraising it. Looks like that's all you can do."”
Actually, Chen Feng could not be bothered to say anything. However, when he saw the awkward Mu Qian beside him, Chen Feng could not bear to do so.
At this moment, Jiang Meng, who was concentrating on the painting, suddenly shouted,""This painting seems to be authentic."
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