All the lights in the hall were extinguished, and the big screen projected a bright glow. If the discussion caused by Tang Yin's painting fan just now was slight, the uproarious discussion this time clearly expressed the surprise of the audience, or surprise. The background photo is a Ge kiln bamboo incense burner from the Song Dynasty. The whole body is light blue glaze, the famous Ge style ice cracks and black cracks are all over the body, and the slender shape is very elegant.
The PSP man's eyes lit up, and his limp waist sat up straight. This is a real good thing. If it is genuine, the seven-figure starting price is probably a conservative estimate.
Lin Yan couldn't help getting excited, but Xiao Yu didn't seem interested at all. He stuck to his back and opened his collar with his fingers, stroking his collarbone with cold fingertips, and finally leaned over and hugged him. Kissing the side of his face unscrupulously. Lin Yan couldn't pull his hand away, so anxious and annoyed, he had no choice but to say to the audience of more than 2,000 people in the audience, there must be no people with yin and yang eyes, if someone sees... jumping into the Yellow River can't wash up.
I don't know why, but the clingy ghost's intimacy anytime and anywhere seems not as disgusting as it was at the beginning. Lin Yan blushed, he knew this ghost's temper, and every time he resisted, it would not end well, but the begging style of appeasement always worked out. Let him calm down. Those who know current affairs are Junjie, Lin Yan grabbed Xiao Yu's hand and tugged gently.
Cold hands touched his face, fell back to his shoulders and pressed gently.
Professor Folder lifted his glasses, took out a safe from under the desk, twisted the combination lock, and took out the bamboo incense burner in the photo with both hands and placed it on the mahogany stand. A white chasing light was projected down, and the loud and immortal auditorium seemed to be muted, and the group quietly turned their attention to the mahogany frame. , where it touches the eye, it's cool.
This is the charm of antiques. As time goes by and time changes, life has long since disappeared, but the vessel remains forever. With such an independent and sober attitude, it fulfills a contract with those who have spent thousands of dollars from generation to generation, and then grows old forever.
It can definitely be called the finale, Lin Yan thought. The professor motioned him and the PSP man to take a closer look. Lin Yan tilted the incense burner and looked closely at the bottom. Experts look at porcelain, and when judging the age, first look at the exposed body. If there is no problem with the exposed body, the authenticity of a piece of porcelain is basically determined. . However, when the precious incense burner was turned over, Lin Yan couldn't help but gasped, and the PSP man was also stunned, and after a while of meditation, he slowly revealed a clear expression.
The reaction of the PSP man made Lin Yan believe that today is destined to be a tie. When he was about to put the incense burner back, the pattern on the glaze suddenly attracted his attention. There was something wrong. Lin Yan hesitated, picked up the incense burner again and checked again and again. , frowned.
"Why are you so slow every time? Does it take time to open the door?" After writing the answer, the PSP man took out a stick of chewing gum and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing casually while looking at Lin Yan.
Lin Yan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and he was concentrating on his own thinking. There is no problem in determining the age of the exposed body at a glance, and there is no problem in the color and luster of the glaze and the direction of cracking. Perhaps, this conjecture is too absurd.
"You... what do you think?" Lin Yan asked Xiao Yu's opinion softly, but Xiao Yu didn't express anything, but looked at Lin Yan with hints of encouragement. For some reason, being stared at by such eyes, Lin Yan suddenly became a little more confident in the guess that even he wanted to overthrow immediately. Xiao Yu held his wrist and nodded very lightly.
So be it, Lin Yan thought.
"Two students, please announce the answer." The red jacket read.
Standing up two whiteboards at the same time, still the same result: imitation.
Professor Folder nodded approvingly, and said, "It looks like we have an extra game today, and everything is correct. This one is indeed a counterfeit." Turning to the PSP man, he said, "I won't talk about it this time, this classmate will explain. Bar."
The PSP man took the microphone, and the sound of chewing gum came out from the loudspeaker. Lin Yan frowned disgustingly. It is in good condition, estimated at three to five million."
Lin Yan frowned even tighter.
Professor Folder was very satisfied. He didn't even care about the discomfort of being choked by the PSP man just now. He nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, the two students can see in such a short period of time that they have good eyesight and indeed have a future."
After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands, turned to the audience and said kindly: "This is indeed not Song Ge kiln porcelain, but a Ming imitation. In the Chenghua period of Ming Dynasty, there were very few imitation Ge kiln works left intact. This one is representative of the existing one. The Palace Museum has a very high historical value. It is said that your school is excellent in its majors. The teacher didn’t believe it before, but I have seen it today. This trip is worth it, haha, this trip is worth it.”
"The teacher decided to make a special case for the two, and each of them will get a prize."
Lin Yan looked at Xiao Yu hesitantly, and the latter supported his shoulders and pushed him forward, as if urging him. Lin Yan gritted his teeth and turned to the PSP man, "No, what you said is wrong."
The sound of chewing gum suddenly stopped, and the PSP man stared: "Then what do you say?"
Lin Yan took Mike from the host, and explained in a stumbling manner: "This, this is indeed an imitation, it should be said to be a fake, but it is imitated in modern times, with fine craftsmanship, and it is worth more than two hundred yuan if it is sold as an ornament. .”
As soon as the words fell, the audience was in an uproar, and some people even leaned on the back of the chair, looking ashamed. The PSP man snorted through his nose to express his disdain, squinted at Lin Yan and said happily: "My brain is burnt out, I can't even see the Ming Chenghua official kiln porcelain, so many years of learning for nothing." After speaking, press the PSP switch, pouted: "It's time to go back to the furnace and re-educate."
If it wasn't for Lin Yan's self-cultivation, he really wanted to rush over and punch him on the nose. The anger of being humiliated in public made him clenched his fists tightly, but Xiao Yu seemed to know what he was thinking, and pinched his shoulders with both hands, refusing to let go. He moves.
There was a burst of laughter from the auditorium, and someone whistled to get off the stage. Lin Yan's heart beat faster. The booing sound from the auditorium made him a little panicked, and he looked at Professor Folder for proof.
The folder showed embarrassment. To be honest, he personally authenticated this bamboo incense burner before it was exhibited in the Forbidden City. There is no suspense about its authenticity. I just want to be a typical example to explain to students the knowledge of identification and collection of imitation products.
"It seems that this student is not very good at appreciating porcelain. Let me explain. When judging the age of porcelain handicrafts, we must first look at the exposed tires on the soles of the feet. This one has the obvious characteristics of the official kiln of the Ming Dynasty. But it is an imitation of Song porcelain. This kind of thing is called an antique in modern times, but it was a fake at that time..." The folder made an end gesture to Lin Yan, and raised the corner of his mouth, showing that young people need more exercise look.
Lin Yan pinched the armrest of the chair at a loss. He was suppressed by the reputation of being the leading porcelain expert in the folder. In all fairness, he did not belong to the group with special talents in the profession. This time, he only saw a small contradiction by accident. Then he brazenly tried to overthrow the authority, Lin Yan glanced at the dark auditorium under the stage, his stomach twitched for a while.
A chill covered the back of his hand, and then took his hand. Xiao Yu was standing beside him and looked at him with his head tilted. For the first time, he did not make any aggressive movements, his eyes were serious and firm. As if there was a continuous force coming from the cold palm, Lin Yan actually found it funny. There were more than 2,000 pairs of eyes present, only one ghost could see the truth, and there were more than 2,000 living people, only one ghost Ken listened to him, Xiao Yu's lips touched Lin Yan's cheek very lightly, motioning him to look at the censer in the center of the stage, and shook his head slightly.
Under the bright spotlight, the fine porcelain is full of green, and the ice pattern is delicate and elegant, which is really a beautiful thing. Lin Yan thought, the falsehood is preserved because of the beauty, but the truth is forgotten in the darkness because of the cruelty, turning into a coffin and withered bones without seeing the light of day.
"Go." Xiao Yu pressed his knee and said with difficulty: "...trust me."
Lin Yan took a deep breath, looked at Xiao Yu and nodded.
There is probably only one most direct way to distinguish the authenticity. He walked around from behind the square table and strode towards the baby on the stage. Throwing it on the ground, there was a crackling sound, and the treasure with a starting price of one million was broken into large and small porcelain pieces scattered all over the floor. The PSP man was dumbfounded. It stopped, and the audience was silent.
Lin Yan stood stubbornly among the pieces of broken porcelain. Professor Folder suddenly lost control. He rushed over and pushed Lin Yan's shoulder. He opened his mouth three times but was unable to speak. The discussion from the auditorium became louder and louder, as if being swept by a storm.
Lin Yan broke away from the professor, knelt down and picked from the porcelain pieces all over the floor, picked out the bottom part of the incense burner, looked at the slope of the fracture, put the porcelain piece into the professor's hand, and said softly but clearly: "New It’s ashamed to put it in the Forbidden City.”
The folder was so distressed that it was about to cry, and its face was so red that it turned purple. Anyone who really loves antiques knows that compared to the high price of an antique, the historical value it carries is a truly unrepeatable treasure. Everyone was waiting to see the professor lose his composure, and even when he was furious, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Yan in disbelief, then stared at the broken porcelain piece hard, rubbed the broken piece of porcelain back and forth with his short and thick fingers, and said tremblingly: " You...how did you see it?"
The professor spoke in a low voice, but Mike was clipped to his collar, and the words were magnified countless times and echoed in the auditorium.
Hearing this sentence, the PSP man also picked up a piece of debris from the ground, looked at it over and over for a while, and when he looked up again, the expression on his face looked like he had just eaten shit.
"Eh..." A string of words was crowded in his throat but he couldn't speak. Lin Yan has this problem. No matter what the situation is, he has never been vague when speaking for his friends, but when he is arguing with others alone in public, he often suddenly gets stuck and lacks confidence. for the sake.
Xiao Yu held Lin Yan by his hand, and stood side by side with his fingers tightly intertwined. His whole body was as cold as a piece of porcelain. After watching for a long time, his whole body gradually calmed down. His cold lips touched the side of Lin Yan's face. Gently.
He... is on his side. Lin Yan couldn't help but relax a little at this thought. He took a few deep breaths to straighten out his thoughts, and explained: "Because of the temperature and time of the kiln, no matter how accurate the imitation of Ming official kiln porcelain is, the same as brother There are still very subtle differences in the direction of the cracks on the glaze surface of kiln porcelain. The glaze surface of this incense burner has the characteristics of the Song Dynasty, but the exposed body at the bottom has the characteristics of the Ming Dynasty. There are two eras of craftsmanship on one piece of porcelain, only one Possibility, that is, contemporary counterfeit." After finishing speaking, he added: "Falseness has only started to appear in the past two years, I... I also took a gamble, but I didn't expect to bet right."
The professor stared at him blankly, and squeezed through his teeth: "This...you can gamble with this, what if you make a mistake? What if you make a mistake!" He hopped his feet twice, and finally gave up. He slapped the tile on the lecture table, and said in a deep voice to the audience: "The students in your school are really amazing."
After thirty seconds of silence, the audience burst into thunderous applause.
Lin Yan scratched his hair, looked at Xiao Yu embarrassedly, and said softly with his mouth: "We won."
He swore that this was the first time in his life that he saw this ghost showing an ordinary person's expression, very proud, Xiao Yu hugged him gently from behind, his long hair rubbed against his face and itched. Lin Yan didn't hide, he didn't know what was wrong, he was a little grateful for this ghost, even a little dependent, his palms were soaked in cold sweat, Lin Yan glanced at Xiao Yu, and rubbed his wet palms on his clothes vigorously rub.
Professor Folder took a sip of water, took out a pen and a note from his notebook bag, and looked at Lin Yan with interest: "What's your name, classmate? Come to me after the meeting, and the teacher will engrave it for you."
Lin Yan took two steps toward the professor and made up his mind.
"Xiao Yu, grass-headed Xiao, with dull ears." Lin Yan replied word by word...
The professor's smile sank suddenly, and his face changed in an instant.