At this moment, everyone's gaze was on Ye Feng.
Without a doubt, Ye Feng became famous because he picked up Zhao Mengfu's Along the River During the Qingming Festival, this was about to become a label on him.
Although Ye Feng's performance at the party last night was eye-catching, he was still a newbie.
Therefore, even if everyone got along well after interacting with each other, it was inevitable that there would be a competitive mentality among young people.
They did not feel that they were inferior to Ye Feng!
Thus, they wanted to know what Ye Feng could take out, whether he could take it or not.
Only Luo Cheng knew what Ye Feng bought, in his eyes, he was simply a fool.
He did not believe that Old Man Li would be biased and insist that Ye Feng was the one who picked up the most loot!
Under everyone's expectant gazes, Ye Feng took out the wrapped ancient painting, unwrapped it and unfolded it in front of Old Man Li.
Old Man Li stood up with great interest, intending to appreciate it.
The others also came over, wanting to see whose authentic work this painting was!
Wen Lin!
This name might be unfamiliar to laymen, but it was not uncommon to people in the industry.
However, the price of Wen Lin's paintings had never been high. Even when they were auctioned off, the final transaction price was only a few tens of thousands of dollars. In fact, in the eyes of many people, Wen Lin's paintings could not be considered very successful.
The reason why he could still sell for tens of thousands of yuan was mostly because Wen Lin was Wen Zhengming's father.
However, if this painting was an authentic work of Wen Lin, and Ye Feng had bought it at an extremely low price, then Ye Feng could really compete with Luo Cheng.
However, Ye Feng said something at this time that shocked them.
"Elder Li, I bought this painting for 60,000 yuan!”
Sixty thousand?
Even if Wen Lin's painting was auctioned, it would only be worth this much!
In fact, this painting was relatively small. If they were to estimate the price, it would be at most 20,000 to 30,000.
And Ye Feng actually spent sixty thousand to buy it!
How was this picking up scraps?
Are you giving warmth to the antique shop?
In their opinion, Ye Feng would not make such a mistake!
What was going on?
At first, Old Man Li was calm and did not take the painting to heart.
There was no problem with the questions!
Seal, no problem!
Wen Lin's painting was not worth 60,000!
This highly talented disciple of his was going to be taught a lesson today!
However, as he watched, Old Man Li's expression became solemn.
This painting was wrong!
Old Man Li was extremely accomplished in the study of ancient paintings, so he could tell at a glance that there was something fishy about this painting.
Some of the lines were laid out freely and did not have many unique features.
As for the other part of the lines, it seemed to be trying its best to accommodate the previous part of the lines. However, because it had a strong personal style, it was not so unified in the entire painting.
Recalling the style of Wen Lin's work, Elder Li determined that the free lines were written by Wen Lin. This was a creation without any interference.
As for the other part of the lines, it seemed that when Wen Lin was drawing halfway, he crossed them horizontally and jumped onto the paper.
The person who wrote the pen was imitating Wen Lin's style, so he appeared restrained and unable to express himself.
However, because they had a strong personal style, it was inevitable that their lines would carry a personal label.
Old Man Li felt that his judgment was a little unreasonable, but that was indeed how he felt-Wen Lin drew half of the painting, and then the others finished the entire painting.
Then, who would be the one to complete Wen Lin's painting?
And he could even imitate Wen Lin's style?
What was his purpose?
This strong personal style made Old Man Li feel so familiar.
Therefore, he felt that his guess was extremely unbelievable and he was completely shocked!
He could not care less about the young juniors. Old Man Li suppressed the excitement in his heart and made a phone call.
"Come, help me look at a painting!"
Old Man Li did not have the time to keep them in suspense and went straight to the point.
"What kind of painting is it that you can't even identify?”The person on the other end of the phone was interested and curious.
In a sense, he didn't feel that his research in painting and calligraphy was better than Li Laogao's, even if he was a painting and calligraphy expert at the Palace Museum.
That's right, the person Old Man Li called was the ancient painting expert of the Palace Museum, Old Man Shan Qiang.
"If I tell you to come, come quickly. Otherwise, don't regret it!”
After saying that, Elder Li hung up the phone.
And at this time, other than Ye Feng who knew the situation, the rest of the youngsters were stunned!
What was going on?
Wasn't it just a painting by Wen Lin?
Old Man Li couldn't identify it?
They actually had to invite Elder Shan from the Forbidden City to appraise it together?
Speaking of which, Wen Lin's words weren't worth Elder Shan making a trip, alright?
There must be some secret that they didn't know about!
At the same time, a few of them had an absurd and reasonable thought-could it be that Wen Lin's paintings had unknowingly soared to a level that even the great collectors could not ignore?
That seemed to be the only explanation!
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