Chapter 622 (1/2)
”Lin Feng, how can you say that? In the painting world of China, even grandma can't see the origin and can't identify the calligraphy and painting. How can you call it easy to identify? ”
Although Qin Yanran was biased towards Lin Feng in her heart, she couldn't help but say when she heard Lin Feng's ”pointing fingers and feet” to her grandmother without humility.
Chen Luping shook her head and said to Lin Feng, ”Lin Feng, you're bragging big this time. Aunt Ping can't help you. I may not know much about other experts. But even my mother can't see the calligraphy and paintings. You still say it's easy to identify them? ”
”Ha ha! Lin Feng, ye Lao is the authoritative leader in the painting circle of our country. You dare to refute her conclusion and even point out Ye Lao? I really don't know what to say about you. Even if it's like Zheng Qifa, a domestic calligraphy and painting collection and identification expert, he still has to perform disciple rites in front of Mr. Ye. Don't be arrogant. As a little hairy child, you dare to ask Mr. Ye to take a closer look? ”
Seeing that even Qin Yanran and Chen Luping spoke about Lin Feng, Zhao Shuang was even more happy to add fuel to the fire and felt that Lin Feng was looking for death. Xindao is really a bumpkin who has never seen the world in a small mountain city. I will kick him for revenge in a moment.
As for Zhao Zhongnan, he grinned, shook his head and shouted to Lin Feng, ”you don't respect your teacher at all. I'm afraid no one in the whole Chinese country is qualified to let her look again. Lin Feng, you're too presumptuous!”
All the people present, except ye Lao, didn't take what Lin Fenggang just said seriously. Only after listening to Lin Feng's words, old Ye carefully observed and identified the painting bit by bit again. The frown suddenly relaxed a little, but soon locked up again, and said with more uncertainty: ”strange! Lin Feng, I looked carefully and seemed to have some clues, but I was more confused. Can you tell me what it is? ”
”Mom! Are you serious about Lin Feng's words? Where can he read paintings? Don't make a fool of him. ”
Chen Luping still kindly wanted to protect Lin Feng's face, but Lin Feng still showed his arrogance at this time. Under everyone's stunned expression, he directly pointed out the author of the painting and said, ”grandma, this painting is actually very obvious. It is the late work of landscape fish and bird music by Zhu Da, a master of painting in Badashan at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty.”
”Paintings of Badashan people? Does this boy really know painting? Otherwise, how can you say the name of Badashan people? ”
Hearing Lin Feng's confident words, Zhao Zhongnan was obviously stunned and couldn't help shaking. After all, although Zhu Da, a famous painter in the late Ming Dynasty, is also a famous painter in the collection, calligraphy and painting circles. Ordinary people don't know Zhu Da at all without careful study.
At first, when he heard that Lin Feng wanted to say the author of ancient paintings, Zhao Zhong Nanman thought that Lin Feng would say something. Famous experts such as Tang Bohu and Wu Daozi, who are well-known to women and children, blindfolded. But who knows, Lin Feng even knows the number of Badashan people, and even points out the name of this painting.
Whether Lin Feng's words are true or false, it's just his confident appearance and saying the names of the eight mountain people and paintings, which has been very frightening.
”How is that possible? How can you know the name of the eight mountain people, the smelly boy of the mountain valley! This smelly boy must have guessed wildly. Don't think that just saying the name of a painter and painting can fool you! ”