God Level Golden Eye

"Ok!"

"It seems we can't help but agree!"

Mao Peng nodded, this is a good idea.

"There is a prerequisite, and that is that Song Yun can accurately tell the problem of these two paintings. Nonsense is definitely not good!"

Zhao Sheng pointed to Song Yun, naively at the words that hung on the wall.

Tang Miaomiao certainly didn't have any opinions. She believed Song Yun's eyesight and there would never be any problems.

"Song Yun, speak up!"

Mao Peng cried out loudly.

"Yes, yes, quickly tell us what is going on?"

"I'm so curious, both of these paintings look real, but this is unreasonable!"

Zhao Sheng couldn't wait.

"In fact, this matter is very simple, as long as I tell you the truth, you all know it."

"In general, these two paintings are actually real!"

Song Yun was very sure that the abilities would never deceive him, and it was even more unlikely that they would make mistakes. If the two paintings emit a strong white light, they are both true. There is nothing wrong with this.

"Song Yun, what are you talking about? I thought I could really tell it, but I didn't expect it to be like this. It has no meaning at all!"

Mao Peng was very dissatisfied. He had heard this argument a long time ago. I don't know how many times. If he can accept it, where is there any quarrel?

"There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not strong. There is nothing wrong with this!"

"A painter, and as a famous painter, it is impossible to allow two pairs of the same words to appear in the world, and draw the most satisfactory one, and the others will be destroyed."

"Historical data has never recorded Ni Zan's paintings like this."

"Song Yun, your conclusion is not true at all!"

"Tang Miaomiao, it seems that your Treasure Pavilion can't sell my paintings and Mao Peng's paintings."

Zhao Sheng shook his head, and what Song Yun said was the same as he hadn't said. The same conclusion was not only said by himself and Mao Peng, but also by the expert appraisers who had invited, but this kind of thing is against common sense and no one can accept it.

Tang Miaomiao remained silent, Mao Peng and Zhao Sheng questioned Song Yun at the same time, but she still insisted on believing Song Yun.

Song Yun was a little helpless. Before he could finish his words, Mao Peng and Zhao Sheng rushed to express their opinions. Isn't this sending the old face up for themselves?

Song Yun didn't want to do such a thing very much, but it's no wonder that he was completely found by Mao Peng and Zhao Sheng. Since it is like this, don't blame yourself for being rude.

"Two old gentlemen, you are too anxious, I haven't finished speaking yet!"

"Don't worry, you two, wait until I have said everything, then you can judge whether my statement is reasonable."

"If what I said is reasonable and true, don't you lose your face?!"

Song Yun knew that he had to come with a soft nail, otherwise, Mao Peng and Zhao Sheng would not pay attention to their opinions at all, and they would definitely interrupt again in the process of speaking by themselves.

Mao Peng and Zhao Sheng stopped talking now, and their four eyes were staring at Song Yun tightly. The meaning was so clear that it depends on what Song Ping said. There was only one thought in their hearts. If Song No matter how nonsense Yun said, he would definitely not give face and ridicule severely.

“We use a lot of paper in Huaxia Calligraphy and Calligraphy. Some papers have a characteristic, that is, a piece of paper on the surface is actually composed of many layers stacked together. For this kind of paper, some experts can peel these papers into several pieces again.”

Mao Peng and Zhao Sheng nodded. Song Yun said that this situation does exist. The simplest example is that the famous rice paper was layered on top of one another at the beginning. Such characters, It can indeed be peeled into several pieces. In other words, one piece of paper can be turned into several pieces of paper. Later, due to various reasons, this practice gradually disappeared. Most rice paper has only one layer. There is no way to peel this paper into several pieces.

"Song Yun, do you mean that the two paintings in front of us use paper like this?"

Mao Peng patted his head. Just now, he suddenly thought of a possibility, but this thought was fleeting, and I hadn't had time to figure out what would not disappear.

"Yes, nothing wrong!"

"Hanging in front of us, this painting is made of paper that can be divided into several layers."

Song Yun answered in the affirmative.

Mao Peng and Zhao Sheng are both top calligraphers and painters. Yes, they have in-depth research on the paper they come into contact with every day. They took a magnifying glass and looked at them for a while, and they all nodded. The two paintings in front of them are indeed used in this way. Painted on paper that can be peeled back into several layers.

"What does this mean?"

"What does this paper have to do with the authenticity of these two paintings?"

Zhao Sheng also didn't understand.

Tang Miaomiao sighed. When she heard this, she already understood what was going on. This matter was actually not complicated. After she said it, she understood immediately. The crux of the problem was that Song Yun hadn’t revealed the answer. Unexpectedly.

When Mao Peng and Zhao Sheng saw Tang Miaomiao like this, they knew that they had understood that they were even more anxious, and urged Song Yun to continue.