Chapter 649

The old man frowned, then turned his head and looked at the painting for several times. He hesitated

"You say it's false, but what evidence is there?"

He looked at it and didn't think there was any problem.

Ning Li smiles.

"It's a real imitation, but it's not real enough."

She said, raising her hand to the painting.

"Apart from anything else, the color of this leaf is different from that of the real painting. Although the painter of this fake painting has tried his best to blend the colors very close to those of the real painting, it is still different when you look at it carefully. "

Ning Li pointed out two details.

"Here, and here, the color transition is not well handled."

The crowd gradually quieted down.

At first, they just thought Ning Li was a random nonsense, but after listening for a while, they found that Ning Li seemed to really understand.

They involuntarily follow Ning Li's words and look at the painting. They find that the places are exactly what she said.

Many people are suspicious.

"She's right. Isn't this painting true?"

"I think so. If you don't know this painting well, you can't say that! "

"Not necessarily? Is what she said true? Last year, the picture of the 17th night was photographed as soon as it came out. So far, few people have seen the original painting with their own eyes, have they? The little girl is only eighteen or nine years old. How can she have a chance to see her? "

The crowd murmured.

I don't know who suddenly said:

"She's not an ordinary girl, she's Ning Li! The designer who worked with GS before! Ning！”

As soon as these words came out, many people were shocked.

"It's her! I said, "why do you look so familiar?"

"I've seen her big shows, and I really can't say. In that case, it's no surprise that she'll have seen the original painting. "

"In the past, she was very talented in the design of high fixed dress. Now, she knows a lot about oil painting."

When the staff heard these words, they felt a little nervous.

He didn't recognize Ning Li just now. He just thought he was a student coming to see the exhibition. Who knows——

"It's Miss Ning. Please forgive me for being rude." He apologized in a hurry with a good attitude.

However, about this painting, he is not willing to give in easily.

"Miss Ning, I know you have made great achievements in the field of fashion design. However, this painting has been appraised by several experts in our gallery. It is true. It's not appropriate for you to say that it's a fake painting without any reason

A good deal, originally very smooth, will soon become, who knows suddenly killed a Ning Li.

A "fake painting" is very likely to make the painting unsold.

The final loss, is it not their gallery to bear?

Just then, a low and lazy voice came.

"I can prove that what she said just now is true."

The originally noisy hall quieted down.

Ning Li's eyebrows jumped slightly and looked back.

Lu Huai and his wife.

Today, he was wearing a white sweater with a round collar, a dark overcoat, a long and tall man with wide shoulders and narrow waist.

He was born to be gorgeous. At this time, he was dressed in a simple and simple way, and he was even more sober, ascetic and reserved.

The staff member quickly recognized him

"Lu Er Shao?"

Lu Huai and Li walk slowly, and finally stand beside Ning Li.

The old man asked

"Proof? How to prove it? "

Lu Huaiyu didn't answer this question immediately, instead, he looked at Ning Li.

He then looked at her, Phoenix eyes thick into the sea, seems to be straight into her heart.

Ning Li suddenly felt something, and the heart beat faster and faster.

The next moment, she saw his thin lips slightly pick, the corner of his eyes and eyebrows seemed to hold a smile of unknown meaning.

He murmured:

"The 17th night" was taken by me a year and a half ago. Now, that painting is still in my collection room, so the one that appears here today is naturally fake. "

......

A man's deep voice with a smile falls in his ear, like a drum.

Ning Li's mind, there is a brief blank.

Lu Huai and his family?

That mysterious buyer, it's him!?

If "the seventeenth night" is in his hands, then the rest of the paintings——

Lu Huai and the tip of his brow picked slightly and said with a low smile:

"What's more, I like that painting so much that I can't take it easily. I treasure it at home. How can I give it to others?"

......

silent.

A lot of people have heard about the story of the 17th night, which was sold at a high price by a mysterious buyer before.

But no one thought that the man was Lu Huaiyu!

Now, the first buyer of "the 17th night" has appeared, and personally testified that the original painting is still in his hands. So this one in the corridor today obviously has something fishy to hide!

Obviously, the staff didn't expect that things would come to this stage, and they didn't say anything for a while.

The old man suddenly said:

"So it is! So this painting is really fake? "

He waved his hand.

"No more!"

He said, looking at Ning Li and Lu Huaiyu.

"Fortunately, you reminded me in time, otherwise I would really like to buy a fake painting back!"

The crowd looked at each other.

"How can a gallery sell fake paintings? Isn't that cheating? "

"Yes! A painting can cost hundreds of thousands and millions. How did they audit it? "

"After this time, I'm afraid the reputation of Yitang gallery is going to plummet..."

Hearing these words, the staff member was flustered. For a moment, his head was hot and he blurted out without thinking

"But Lu Er Shao, what if, what if your picture is fake? This -- "

"He bought it for real."

Ning Li suddenly interrupted him.

The staff was so anxious that they subconsciously retorted: "Miss Ning, you can't judge the authenticity of this painting in a word!"

Ning Li suddenly laughed.

"It's hard to say anything else, but I do have the qualification for this painting."

Her eyes slightly raised, looking at Lu Huai and her red lips raised a light radian.

"I forgot to introduce myself."

"I am the shadow of the tree."

The old man frowned, then turned his head and looked at the painting for several times. He hesitated

"You say it's false, but what evidence is there?"

He looked at it and didn't think there was any problem.

Ning Li smiles.

"It's a real imitation, but it's not real enough."

She said, raising her hand to the painting.

"Apart from anything else, the color of this leaf is different from that of the real painting. Although the painter of this fake painting has tried his best to blend the colors very close to those of the real painting, it is still different when you look at it carefully. "

Ning Li pointed out two details.

"Here, and here, the color transition is not well handled."

The crowd gradually quieted down.

At first, they just thought Ning Li was a random nonsense, but after listening for a while, they found that Ning Li seemed to really understand.

They involuntarily follow Ning Li's words and look at the painting. They find that the places are exactly what she said.

Many people are suspicious.

"She's right. Isn't this painting true?"

"I think so. If you don't know this painting well, you can't say that! "

"Not necessarily? Is what she said true? Last year, the picture of the 17th night was photographed as soon as it came out. So far, few people have seen the original painting with their own eyes, have they? The little girl is only eighteen or nine years old. How can she have a chance to see her? "

The crowd murmured.

I don't know who suddenly said:

"She's not an ordinary girl, she's Ning Li! The designer who worked with GS before! Ning！”

As soon as these words came out, many people were shocked.

"It's her! I said, "why do you look so familiar?"

"I've seen her big shows, and I really can't say. In that case, it's no surprise that she'll have seen the original painting. "

"In the past, she was very talented in the design of high fixed dress. Now, she knows a lot about oil painting."

When the staff heard these words, they felt a little nervous.

He didn't recognize Ning Li just now. He just thought he was a student coming to see the exhibition. Who knows——

"It's Miss Ning. Please forgive me for being rude." He apologized in a hurry with a good attitude.

However, about this painting, he is not willing to give in easily.

"Miss Ning, I know you have made great achievements in the field of fashion design. However, this painting has been appraised by several experts in our gallery. It is true. It's not appropriate for you to say that it's a fake painting without any reason

A good deal, originally very smooth, will soon become, who knows suddenly killed a Ning Li.

A "fake painting" is very likely to make the painting unsold.

The final loss, is it not their gallery to bear?

Just then, a low and lazy voice came.

"I can prove that what she said just now is true."

The originally noisy hall quieted down.

Ning Li's eyebrows jumped slightly and looked back.

Lu Huai and his wife.

Today, he was wearing a white sweater with a round collar, a dark overcoat, a long and tall man with wide shoulders and narrow waist.

He was born to be gorgeous. At this time, he was dressed in a simple and simple way, and he was even more sober, ascetic and reserved.

The staff member quickly recognized him

"Lu Er Shao?"

Lu Huai and Li walk slowly, and finally stand beside Ning Li.

The old man asked

"Proof? How to prove it? "

Lu Huaiyu didn't answer this question immediately, instead, he looked at Ning Li.

He then looked at her, Phoenix eyes thick into the sea, seems to be straight into her heart.

Ning Li suddenly felt something, and the heart beat faster and faster.

The next moment, she saw his thin lips slightly pick, the corner of his eyes and eyebrows seemed to hold a smile of unknown meaning.

He murmured:

"The 17th night" was taken by me a year and a half ago. Now, that painting is still in my collection room, so the one that appears here today is naturally fake. "

......

A man's deep voice with a smile falls in his ear, like a drum.

Ning Li's mind, there is a brief blank.

Lu Huai and his family?

That mysterious buyer, it's him!?

If "the seventeenth night" is in his hands, then the rest of the paintings——

Lu Huai and the tip of his brow picked slightly and said with a low smile:

"What's more, I like that painting so much that I can't take it easily. I treasure it at home. How can I give it to others?"

......

silent.

A lot of people have heard about the story of the 17th night, which was sold at a high price by a mysterious buyer before.

But no one thought that the man was Lu Huaiyu!

Now, the first buyer of "the 17th night" has appeared, and personally testified that the original painting is still in his hands. So this one in the corridor today obviously has something fishy to hide!

Obviously, the staff didn't expect that things would come to this stage, and they didn't say anything for a while.

The old man suddenly said:

"So it is! So this painting is really fake? "

He waved his hand.

"No more!"

He said, looking at Ning Li and Lu Huaiyu.

"Fortunately, you reminded me in time, otherwise I would really like to buy a fake painting back!"

The crowd looked at each other.

"How can a gallery sell fake paintings? Isn't that cheating? "

"Yes! A painting can cost hundreds of thousands and millions. How did they audit it? "

"After this time, I'm afraid the reputation of Yitang gallery is going to plummet..."

Hearing these words, the staff member was flustered. For a moment, his head was hot and he blurted out without thinking

"But Lu Er Shao, what if, what if your picture is fake? This -- "

"He bought it for real."

Ning Li suddenly interrupted him.

The staff was so anxious that they subconsciously retorted: "Miss Ning, you can't judge the authenticity of this painting in a word!"

Ning Li suddenly laughed.

"It's hard to say anything else, but I do have the qualification for this painting."

Her eyes slightly raised, looking at Lu Huai and her red lips raised a light radian.

"I forgot to introduce myself."

"I am the shadow of the tree."