The God of War goes down the mountain, the fiancee of the ex-married beauty CEO

"That's right, this is a fake!" Ye Tian continued to say: "Those who have really studied the Yuan and Ming Dynasties will be able to tell if they look carefully at the painting style, not the so-called techniques and brushwork."

"This……"

"What the hell? He couldn't say it consciously, did he say it on purpose?"

"Listen to his nonsense. What kind of painting style is not painting style? This painting is already so skillful. How could it be a fake?"

Some of the onlookers spoke one after another.

At the same time, Song Zimo also smiled, and said: "Ye Tian, ​​you have disappointed me so much, if you can't say it, just admit it, why bother to slap your face here to pretend to be fat?"

Although he wanted to see such a result for Ye Tian more than anyone else, on the surface he seemed to care about Ye Tian.

"Ye Tian, ​​why don't we go." Zeng Rou frowned, she knew that Song Zimo had a bad stomach.

Ye Tian said lightly: "It's okay."

After speaking, he looked at Song Zimo again and said, "Song Zimo, since you bought Master Ni Zan's painting, you should know the hometown of Master Ni Zan."

"Naturally, Master Ni Zan's hometown is in Jiangsu and Zhejiang." Song Zimo said with his hands behind his back.

"That's right, it's in the area of ​​Jiangsu and Zhejiang." Ye Tian said lightly, "Don't you guys see that no matter how you look at this painting, the style of painting is based on the Wu School."

"The paintings of the Wu School, also known as the Wumen School of Painting, rose up in the early Ming Dynasty and were founded by Shen Zhou, the master of the sect. That is to say, although this painting is an ancient painting, it is not the original work of Master Ni Zan of the Yuan Dynasty. The people in the door imitate the copying works."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Many people who know how to paint even leaned forward one after another, wanting to take a closer look.

"That's right, my young friend is so young, I admire you for appreciating antiquities to such an extent!" At this time, Mr. Qin came out from nowhere and said, "This is indeed a fake, the technique of the Wu School of painting. , but the difference between the Yuan and Ming Dynasties is not far, and the people who imitate this painting are almost at the level of masters, unless someone who knows the techniques of the Wu School of painting, it is almost impossible to see it, so it is possible to confuse the fake with the real."

"My God, is it really a fake?"

"I really didn't expect it to be like this? Isn't Mr. Song going to lose a lot, this painting was bought for more than 5000 million yuan."

"That's not the case. Although it is not an authentic work, it is also an ancient relic from the Ming Dynasty. Coupled with this level of painting, it shouldn't lose too much."

Everyone was talking about it.

Mr. Qin is a master figure in the field of antiquities appreciation, and even he said this, which proves that Ye Tian's statement must be right.

"This...how is this possible?" Song Zimo's face was full of disbelief. He spent more than 5000 million and hired a master, but in the end he bought a fake one. Fortunately, he was still complacent and showed it off. Feeling hot on the face, as if I slapped myself.

Zeng Rou finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Ye Tian and laughed idiotically, this man is just like a treasure boy, with high medical skills, explosive force value, and even calligraphy and painting appreciation, what else does he have? won't it?
At this time, Song Zimo finally came back to his senses, his face was ashen, and his gaze towards Ye Tian was even more gloomy.

"Ye Tian, ​​I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable. Now that the literary competition is over, it's time for martial arts, how about it?"

"Not interested." Ye Tian said lightly.

"What? You dare not? If you are afraid, just say it." Song Zimo mocked coldly.

"Ye Tian, ​​just ignore him." Zeng Rou was worried, even though she knew that Ye Tian's strength was beyond the charts, she still couldn't help worrying.

Ye Tian smiled faintly, nodded, pulled Zeng Rou, and was about to walk to the side.

But the matter has come to this point, how could Song Zimo let him leave easily, he stepped over and stood in front of Ye Tian, ​​and said: "In the last game, if you win, I can give you 1000 million yuan, if you lose, give it to me immediately!" How about getting out of Ning Hai, do you dare?"

Ye Tian smiled and said, "How do you want to play?"

"It's very simple. I have a subordinate who doesn't live up to expectations. You just need to knock him back one step, and you will win." Song Zimo sneered.

As his words fell, a very burly and strong man appeared, he was actually a master in the early stage of dark energy, standing just behind Song Zimo like an iron tower.

"Yes, but the bet is changed. If I lose, I will let you handle it. If you lose, I will cut off my own arm. How about it?" Ye Tian said lightly.

As the god of war, Ye Tian was not angry when he was provoked again and again, but he would not tolerate it.

When the people around heard this sentence, they all showed fear. Is this guy so ruthless?

Cut off an arm?
Song Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly, he turned his head and glanced at the strong body of the subordinate, his heart immediately settled down, and he sneered, "Okay, it's up to you."

He didn't believe that Ye Tian was so thin and weak that he could shake Da Zhuang. This is a person who has cultivated his kung fu to a very powerful level.

"Da Zhuang, come here."

The burly man stepped out and gave Ye Tian a disdainful look.

The crowd of onlookers immediately took a few steps back to make room.

"Ye Tian, ​​why don't you forget it, the bet is so big..." Zeng Rou became a little scared. This matter happened because of her. If Ye Tian lost, she couldn't even imagine it.

"Don't worry." Ye Tian patted Zeng Rou's shoulder and said with a light smile.

Song Zimo looked at Ye Tian with a sneer, and said, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. If you repent now, it's still too late. As long as you kneel down in public and kowtow to me three times, I will forget the past."

Ye Tian smiled and said: "Since this is the case, I also advise you, if you repent now, I only want you to break one finger, how about it?"

"Hmph!" Song Zimo snorted coldly, his face became even more gloomy.

Since you want to court death, I will help you. He looked at Da Zhuang and said, "Get ready."

Da Zhuang nodded when he heard the words, and immediately stood on the spot, fastened his horse gait, and said in a loud voice: "Boy, come on, I'm ready."

He is very confident, thinking that no matter what method Ye Tian uses, it is impossible to repel him half a step.

Not even a martial artist with the peak of Ming Jin.

"I know him, but this is a powerful warrior with strong strength."

"This kid really doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. With his small body, do you really think he can shake this kind of warrior?"

"Hey, this is the first time I've watched such a gambling fight. It's interesting. Let's see how Young Master Song will deal with him later."

In the crowd of onlookers, some people immediately began to mock and discuss.