Gu Longen wants to worship Ye Fan as his teacher?
When he heard that Gu Longen was going to apprentice, everyone present was almost confused.
Who is Gu Longen?
Visiting professor of a well-known domestic university, and vice president of the Yunzong Antiques Association, is highly respected in the collection industry.
On social fame, Ye Fan couldn’t even reach Gu Longen’s toes.
Regarding age and seniority, Gu Longen is enough to be Ye Fan’s grandfather.
But now, who would have thought that such a respected old man would condescend to worship Ye Fan as his teacher?
Everyone just felt that their heads were not enough.
Everyone was stunned, staring blankly at the painting in front of him, and then at the old man who wanted to be a teacher.
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And Yang He himself almost cried, his old face drooped, like an eggplant beaten by frost, he stayed there and asked in fear: “Gu…Gu President, this painting is really…true Is it Su Dongpo’s?”
Although Yang He still couldn’t accept it, when Ye Fan revealed the mystery hidden in this painting, Yang He was already cold in his heart.
After all, in the collection world, the paintings preserved in this way are almost all treasures.
What’s more, now that the old man testifies from the side, it naturally proves the authenticity of the painting in this painting.
“Although I dare not be 100% sure, but based on my experience and judgment, this painting is undoubtedly authentic. After all, if it is a copy of the painting, it is impossible to have such a deep painter and calligraphy.” Gu Longen confirmed again, no doubt , The old man’s words were to death penalty for Yang He, and Yang He’s face immediately turned pale.
However, at this moment, Ye Fan’s chuckle was like a boulder falling into the sea, setting off a monstrous wave again.
“President Gu, I advise you to take a closer look.”
“Huh? Little sir, what do you mean? Don’t you think he really failed?” Gu Longen couldn’t understand the meaning of Ye Fan’s words.
He said it was false, and Ye Fan asked him to take a closer look.
He was serious, Ye Fan asked him to take a closer look.
So that the old man now doesn’t know the situation at all, and he doesn’t understand what Ye Fan wants to say.
Facing Gu Longen’s question, Ye Fan nodded: “Yes, I don’t think this painting is real. And I never said it was genuine from the beginning.”
“So, is he a fake?”
Yang He’s originally desperate heart, after hearing Ye Fan’s words, suddenly revived, rekindling hope again, excited and overjoyed.
This great transition between great sadness and great joy made Yang He almost cry.
The rest of the people were equally panicked.
“Damn, what the hell is this brat doing?”
“Didn’t he make a bet with the shop owner just now, is this painting a treasure?”
“What’s this? On the contrary, this painting is fake?”
“This shit doesn’t make sense, is this brat really an idiot?”
Everyone talked about Ye Fan’s brain circuit at all.
And Gu Longen shook his head again and again, and kept saying: “Impossible.”
“Sir, you are joking.”
“If it is a shoddy copy, how could I not see it!”
“The composition of this painting is rigorous, and the brushwork is even stronger.”
“If these are inferior imitations, it is estimated that there will be no genuine ones in this world.
Gu Longen said in a deep voice, a little displeased, and felt like being played by Ye Fan.
“Ye Fan, are you a fool?”
“President Gu said it was a genuine product. You don’t know if you see it, you will accept it. You are still talking nonsense. You have to pay Mucheng’s house to you to give up, right?”
Originally, Susie was still looking up at Ye Fan because Ye Fan exposed the mystery of the painting.
But she never thought that Ye Fan, an idiot, would even say that this painting is fake.
There are such people in the world?
Others have changed the law and praised their own things as true, but it is good for them to say that they are false.
Susie is going to be pissed off by Ye Fan, an idiot!
Ye Fan ignored Susie’s anger, but stood there with his hands in his trouser pockets, and said lightly: “Gu President, I only said that he was an imitation, but I didn’t say it was a low-quality fake.”