After the divorce, the female CEO of Bingshan begged to get back together.

"Little friend Qin, you!"

Even Yu Wenchang was stunned by Qin Yun's sudden operation.

The painting just now was regarded as a masterpiece no matter what, but when it was about to be completed, it was destroyed like this?

When Lan Tian saw this scene, he couldn't help but sneer: "Boy, what are you doing? You can't keep the lie, so you just destroy the painting?"

Qin Yun didn't even look at him. He put down the ink plate in his hand and wiped his hands and said, "What's the rush? Just wait."

After saying that, he stood by the side with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for something.

A group of people were confused. Could it be that this kid had a back-up plan?

But Lan Tian sneered: "Pretending!"

But just as he finished speaking.

Unexpectedly, the ink on the scroll actually began to smudge.

As the ink slowly unfolded, a picture of "Tai Yun Xian" that could be said to be a one-to-one reproduction appeared in everyone's sight.

"how can that be!"

This scene completely shocked everyone's titanium alloy eyes.

"This... is simply a masterpiece!"

Even Yu Wenchang and others were so surprised that they fell to the ground.

"Is this a painting made by splashing ink?"

Zheng Baiqiao looked at Qin Yun blankly and asked.

"Splash ink into a painting?"

Yu Wenchang was shocked again. Of course he knew what splashing ink into a painting meant. It was a legendary skill that even today's painting saints might not be able to do.

Qin Yun nodded: "Yes, the "Talking on the Clouds" you saw before was painted like this. No matter how casual you are in writing, you will still see the strokes, but splashing ink into a painting can hide the strokes and use the rendering of ink as a Sealing color, this is also one of Kongshan Master’s unique skills.”

After hearing Qin Yun's words, everyone suddenly realized.

Looking back at the "Picture of Clouds and Cranes in Cangshan Mountain", it turned out that the strokes were clearly visible, and it was not the style of the old man Kongshan at all.

Could it be said that this boy is really a disciple of Old Man Kongshan?

After seeing this scene, Lan Tian's expression also changed. He couldn't believe it was true.

"No, it's absolutely impossible. Even if you are really a disciple of Master Kongshan, it doesn't mean that this painting is fake. After all, everyone's style of painting will change. How can there be any immutable truth?"

Lan Tian shook his head, still unwilling to admit the fact that his painting was fake.

People around him frowned when they saw Lan Tian's crazy look.

Although what Lan Tian said is reasonable, how can the painting style of masters like Master Kongshan change at any time?That's their business card!

Even Yu Wenchang felt that Lan Tian was a bit deceiving himself. Anyone with a discerning eye could see the difference between the picture he asked for and the old man Kongshan.

"Still stubborn."

Qin Yun looked at Lan Tian who still had an unconvinced look on his face, slightly arrogant, and then looked at Yu Wenchang and said: "Old Yu, since you have seen my master's authentic painting, tell me, is this painting true or false?"

"This……"

When Yu Wenchang saw that Qin Yun actually threw the problem to him, he felt a little at a loss for a moment. This guy is really a thief.

"Old Yu!"

Lan Tian looked at Yu Wenchang eagerly.

Yu Wenchang was extremely entangled at this time. One was his savior, and the other was his old friend and disciple. He didn't want to offend either party.

"Haha, what scholars pay attention to is the unity of knowledge and action, knowing and doing complement each other, but knowing and doing. Mr. Yu, please don't cover up."

Qin Yun said with a smile.

"Little friend Qin..."

Yu Wenchang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This guy was trying to catch a duck.

Under the eager gazes of everyone, Yu Wenchang's mouth started to move.

In fact, he already had the answer in his heart. This painting by Lantian was definitely not that of Old Man Kongshan, but he couldn't say it in front of so many people.

Just when he was in a dilemma, Zheng Baiqiao spoke up: "Well, since this painting is so controversial, why not put it away for now and show it to the painting saint in person, and he will definitely give the result?"

"Well, that's fine!"

Yu Wenchang quickly agreed when he saw Zheng Baiqiao stepping down for him.

"Little friend Qin, what do you think? If this painting is really someone impersonating Senior Kongshan, we will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

Zheng Baiqiao looked at Qin Yun again.

Qin Yun glanced at Zheng Baiqiao, and after seeing the pleading look in his eyes, he nodded: "That's okay."

Afterwards, Zheng Baiqiao put away the scroll himself.

Although the results were ambiguous, these tourists were not stupid. There must be something wrong with the painting. Otherwise, how could they not help Lantian when he was humiliated?

Yu Wenchang and others did not want to bear this kind of attention anymore, so they said: "Little friend Qin, I didn't have time to thank you properly last time. How about I host you today and treat you to dinner?"

"There is no need to eat."

Qin Yun shook his head and decisively refused.

Yu Wenchang's face froze. Was he rejected?

You have to understand that no matter how many people beg to have dinner with you, you won't even get a chance, let alone treat yourself.

Yu Wenchang smiled awkwardly, took a step forward and whispered: "Little friend Qin, so many people are watching, can you give me some face?"

Seeing Yu Wenchang's cautious look, Qin Yun couldn't help but smile, and finally sighed: "Okay, then why don't I be respectful and obey orders?"

When Yu Wenchang saw Qin Yun change his mind, his eyes were full of joy, and then he looked at Lan Tian and said, "Xiao Lan, you can come too."

Lantian was so frustrated at this time. Although the result was not revealed, everyone knew very well that how could he survive in the literary and Taoist world in the future?

But facing Yu Wenchang's invitation, he did not dare to refuse, so he could only nodded: "Okay."

So a group of people left here in full view.

Only after everyone left did everyone react.

"Dig a trench, Old Man Kongshan actually has a disciple!"

"Yeah, he's still so young, and the painting he just made is already at the level of a master. It's incredible!"

"Yes, yes. The main reason is that I didn't expect that Lantian could be deceived. He couldn't see the paintings of Old Man Kongshan. This is outrageous."

"Do you think he is someone who is seeking fame and reputation? Moreover, over the years, I haven't seen many of his worthy works..."

Lan Tian, ​​who was walking behind, happened to hear these words. He staggered and almost fell. He looked at Qin Yun's back with hatred in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said:

"Damn boy, it's all your fault! You actually ruined the reputation of labor and management! Just wait, I must take revenge!"

After saying that, he followed angrily.

After Zheng Baiqiao looked at the people leaving, he hesitated for a moment, turned around, came to the office, and made a call to Beijing.

With Qin Yun making such a fuss, the exhibition ended unhappy.

Soon, the news that Lan Tian actually exhibited fake paintings spread in Qingzhou's literary and Taoist circles. For a time, the matter spread a lot, and soon it reached the ears of the painting saint.