The old gentleman frowned, turned his head and stared at the painting for several times, and said hesitantly:
"You say it's fake, but what evidence do you have?"
He looked at it and didn't think there was any problem.
Ning Li smiled.
"This painting is very real, but it is not real enough."
She said, pointing to the painting.
"Aside from other things, the color of this leaf is different from the real painting. Although the artist of this fake painting has tried his best to blend the colors very close to the real painting, but if you look closely, it is still different."
Ning Li pointed out two details one after another.
"Here, and the color transition here is not handled well."
The surrounding people gradually quieted down.
At first they thought that Ning Li was talking nonsense, but after listening for a while, they realized that Ning Li seemed to really understand.
They involuntarily followed Ning Li's words and looked at the painting, and found that those places were exactly as she said.
Many people are skeptical.
"What she said is right. Could it be that this painting is really fake?"
"I think so too. If I don't know this painting very well, I definitely can't say this!"
"That's not necessarily true, is it? Is what she said true? Last year, the "Seventeenth Night" was photographed as soon as it came out. Up to now, not many people have seen the original painting with their own eyes, right? The little girl is only eighteen or nineteen years old, how can I have a chance to see her?"
Everyone started talking in low voices.
I don't know who suddenly said:
"She's no ordinary little girl, she's Ning Li! The designer who worked with G&S before! Ning!"
As soon as these words came out, many people were shocked.
"It turned out to be her! I said why did she look so familiar!"
"I've watched all of her big shows, and I really didn't say anything. If that's the case, it's not surprising that she would have seen the original painting."
"In the past, she was only considered talented in the design of haute couture dresses, but now, she also knows oil painting quite well."
The staff also heard these words, and they felt a little nervous.
He didn't recognize Ning Li just now, he just thought it was a student who came to see the exhibition, who knew—
"It turned out to be Miss Ning. I was rude just now, please forgive me." He quickly apologized, and his attitude was quite correct.
However, regarding this painting, he refused to give in easily.
"Miss Ning, I know that you have made great achievements in the field of fashion design. But this painting has been jointly appraised by several experts in our gallery, and it is undoubtedly a real painting. You say that it is a fake painting without proof. It's not quite right."
It was a good deal, which went smoothly at first, and it was about to be completed, but who knew that Ning Li would suddenly appear.
A "fake painting" is very likely to prevent the painting from being sold.
The final loss, isn't it their gallery to bear
At this moment, a low and lazy voice came.
"I can attest that what she just said is true."
The originally noisy hall fell silent.
Ning Li's eyebrows jumped slightly, and she looked back.
Lu Huai and.
He was wearing a thin white sweater with a round neck and a long dark coat today, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall and straight.
He was already stunningly beautiful, but this simple attire at this time was even more cold and abstinent, luxurious and undisciplined.
The staff quickly recognized him:
"Second Young Master Lu?!"
Lu Huaihe walked slowly, and finally stood beside Ning Li.
The old man asked suspiciously:
"Proof? How to prove it?"
Lu Huaiyu did not answer this question immediately, but turned his head to look at Ning Li.
He just looked at her like that, his phoenix eyes thickened into the sea, as if he wanted to look straight into her heart.
Ning Li suddenly felt something, and her heart beat gradually accelerated.
The next moment, she saw that his thin lips were slightly raised, and there seemed to be an unclear smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.
He ramblingly said:
""Seventeenth 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. "
The man's low voice with a smile fell on his ears, like a drum beating.
There was a brief blank in Ning Li's mind.
Lu Huai and
That mysterious buyer turned out to be him!
If Seventeenth Night is in his hands, then the other paintings—
Lu Huai raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a low smile:
"Besides, I love and cherish that painting so much that I finally took a photo of it. It is so precious and treasured at home, how can I be willing to sell it to someone else?"
silence.
Many people have heard about the fact that "Seventeenth Night" was sold at a high price by a mysterious buyer.
But no one thought that that person was actually Lu Huaiyu!
Now, the first buyer of "Seventeenth Night" has appeared and personally testified that the original painting is still in his hands, so the one that appeared in a corridor today is obviously tricky!
The staff member obviously didn't expect the matter to develop to this point, so he didn't speak for a while.
The old gentleman came to a sudden:
"So that's the case! So, this painting is indeed fake?"
He waved his hand.
"Then no more!"
He said, looking at Ning Li and Lu Huaiyu.
"Fortunately, you reminded me in time, otherwise I would really have to buy a fake painting back!"
The surrounding audience looked at each other in blank dismay.
"A gallery actually sells fake paintings? Isn't this a scam?!"
"That's right! A painting can cost hundreds of thousands or millions, how on earth do they review it!?"
"After this time, the reputation of Yitong Gallery will plummet."
Hearing these words, the staff member panicked and blurted out without thinking:
"But Second Young Master Lu, what if, what if your picture is fake? This—"
"He bought the real thing."
Ning Li suddenly interrupted him.
The staff was so anxious that they retorted subconsciously: "Miss Ning, you can't tell whether this painting is true or not with just one word!"
Ning Li suddenly laughed.
"It's hard to say anything else, but for this painting, I do have this qualification."
She raised her eyelids slightly, looked at Lu Huaiyu, her red lips curled up slightly.
"Forgot to introduce myself."
"I am the shadow of the tree."
I am the shadow of the tree.
After a word, the room was silent.
Everyone looked at Ning Li in shock, almost thinking they were hallucinating!
the shadow of the tree.
She is the shadow of the tree!
"How could she be the shadow of the tree!?" Shang Wenwen murmured in disbelief, "Isn't the shadow of the tree a man!?"
Sheng Ruxue's lips moved, her throat was dry.
"...That's just speculation from the outside world. In fact, no one knows what the shadow of the tree is."
Whether the shadow of the tree is a man or a woman, how old it is, and what its appearance looks like, these are all unknown secrets.
Everyone guessed and guessed, and finally guessed that it should be a man from the free and easy atmosphere and mature style of painting.
Who knows, I guessed wrong!
The real shadow of the tree was a girl who was only eighteen years old!
Shang Wenwen covered his mouth, his eyes were still full of shock.
And Sheng Ruxue's lips turned pale.
In front of so many people, Ning Li certainly would not tell such a lie.
- She is the shadow of the tree!
It has been less than three years since her first painting was published, but she has already become a hot and sought after existence in the entire painting world!
As for her paintings, some people appreciate them, but others may not.
But there is one thing: her talent beyond painting is beyond doubt!
Even if someone doesn't like her painting style, they have to admit that Tree Shadow is a truly rare genius.
However, just a few days ago, what did she say to Ning Li
"Did you know? In non-professional fields, it's better not to express too many opinions at will, so as not to always make jokes."
Sheng Ruxue's limbs felt cold, but her cheeks were hot and red.
The shadow of the tree is best at oil painting!
How relieved she was when she said those words, and how painful her face was now!
No wonder, no wonder Ning Li looked at her with that look at that time.
By the way, what else did Ning Li say at that time
—I just want to give you a suggestion: when people don't know the whole picture, it's best not to judge at will. Otherwise, it is also easy to embarrass.
At this moment, Sheng Ruxue only wished there was a crack in the ground for her to slip in!
Lu Huaiyu looked at Ning Li with a deep smile on his lips.
- I am the shadow of the tree.
It is really not easy for the little girl to say this sentence.
Only then did Ning Li look at the staff member again, and tilted her head:
"No one should be more qualified than me to judge the authenticity of my paintings, right?"
Everyone fell silent again.
The staff member moved his lips, and managed to regain his senses. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Their gallery exhibited a fake painting, and even questioned the real artist of that painting!
This joke is really too big!
"Yes, I'm sorry!"
The staff's face was red and white.
Although this incident was too unbelievable, no one doubted Ning Li's painting.
This is a gallery, and there are so many people present, everything that happens here will spread quickly afterwards.
If you lie, you will be exposed quickly.
Now that she dares to say that, it is certain that she is indeed the shadow of the tree!
The staff apologized repeatedly:
"Just now I was blind to Mount Tai, please forgive me!"
Ning Li didn't really care about his apology, she cared more about another matter now.
"This painting is a fake painting. Your gallery didn't review it properly, so it was put on display here for auction. Such a big mistake can't just be forgotten by saying sorry."
Ning Li said every word with questions,
"I want to know who is responsible for the review of this painting. In addition, you must have a contact channel for the identity of the artist of this fake painting, and report the information to me."
After saying these words, the staff was dumbfounded, and everyone else present was also stunned.
Ning Li wants to hold her accountable
The staff froze for a moment, looking embarrassed:
"This, this may be a bit troublesome. Every painting in our gallery will be appraised and reviewed by more than three experts, and no one can be blamed on one person alone. In addition, the personal information of all painters is kept confidential. I'm afraid we can't provide it to you."
Ning Li narrowed her eyes slightly.
The staff seemed to see that she was unhappy, and said quickly:
"But don't worry, we are at fault for this incident, and I sincerely apologize to you again! Don't worry, we will try our best to make up for the losses caused by this incident!"
It stands to reason that this attitude of admitting mistakes is indeed quite okay.
But Ning Li seemed unmoved.
She said:
"It doesn't matter if there are multiple reviewers, you just need to list the names to me. In addition, the privacy protection of the artist is a rule that needs to be followed when there is no infringement of the interests of others. Now, this fake painting has been hanged in a grand manner. come out and conduct an open auction. I have the right to ask you to provide all relevant content unconditionally and conduct a thorough investigation on this matter."
She said these words in a very calm manner.
However, under the calmness, there was an undercurrent surging, with an irreversible strength.
The staff member wanted to say something, met Ning Li's eyes, and inexplicably swallowed those words back.
At this moment, a middle-aged man came here.
"what happened?"
The staff member saw him and immediately walked over.
"Boss Wu."
He explained the matter in a low voice.
Wu Cheng also frowned after hearing this.
Then, he looked at Ning Li.
"Miss Ning, I'm really sorry for what happened today. On behalf of Yitang Gallery, I would like to sincerely apologize to you. But I'm afraid we can't meet the request you just made. You don't have the right to ask us to cooperate unconditionally, so—"
A few footsteps came from not far away, and at the same time, there was a familiar voice:
"Wucheng? What happened?"
Wu Cheng turned around, his tone softened a lot: "Teacher Wang Yan, you are here. Actually, it's nothing, it's just that there was some misunderstanding with Ms. Ning."
Wang Yan had already walked over from behind the crowd at this time, and he was stunned when he saw Ning Li.
Afterwards, he looked at Wucheng, then at Ning Li.
Next to it hangs the painting "Seventeenth Night".
He hesitated for a moment, then carefully asked:
"Little aunt, is there something wrong with your painting?"
I am very sorry, there was an error when uploading, but because the revision cannot be less than the number of words in the published chapter, the fifth update is put up and merged with the fourth update. Sorry again!
(end of this chapter)