Chapter 1353 Tang Yin's Absolute Pen

He doesn't care who the author of the painting is, or whether the person who painted the painting is famous or not, as long as it is not painted by Tang Yin, the painting is worthless.

Because no one will pay for a painting of which the author is uncertain, even if he does well.

"Professor Qin, it seems that you are disappointed..." Lin Tian squinted and looked at Qin Luo with a playful gaze: "I'm afraid this painting will not exceed 2 million."

2 million?

In this regard, Qin Luo can only faintly smile.

"I said that 2 million is only a fraction of this painting." After leaving this sentence, Qin Luo turned to look at Li Tai: "Mr. Li, I wonder if you have heard an allusion about Tang Yin."

Tang Yin's allusions?

Li Tai frowned slightly, Tang Yin was suave, and there was a lot of lace news, he didn't know which Qin Luo was talking about.

"Which one is Professor Qin talking about?"

"Everyone knows that Tang Yin is talented, but very few people know that his old age was quite miserable." Qin Luo said: "In his later years, Tang Bohu lived a hard life and was sickly. The only thing he could control was the creation of calligraphy and painting, and this painting of a lady pinching flowers The pictures are the works of his illness in his later years."

"It may even be his masterpiece!"

Absolutely... Absolutely!

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Most of the people who participated in this auction were people who were interested in collecting antiques, and they knew the meaning of a masterpiece.

This may be Tang Bohu's last painting.

If this is true, its value may have to double.

"There is no basis in empty words, Professor Qin can really brag." Lin Tian sneered.

"You want evidence?" Qin Luo glanced at him lightly.

"Of course." Lin Tian laughed playfully.

"Then I'll give you the evidence!"

While speaking, Qin Luo walked to the painting table and pointed his right hand at the faint red in the lower right corner of the painting.

"Mr. Li asked what this is just now, and now I will tell you the answer." Qin Luo said forcefully: "The red here is not paint, but blood!"

"If it doesn't work, you can scrape it off a little and send it for testing!"

"Hehe, what if it's blood? That doesn't mean it's Tang Yin's masterpiece." Lin Tian sneered, "Professor Qin, you're on the point."

horns?

Qin Luo sneered and said, "I know you don't believe it, but there is another evidence."

Qin Luo put on his gloves and slammed the scroll so that its back was facing up.

In the lower left corner, a seven-character ancient poem appeared in front of everyone.

"It's okay to die in the underworld if you have a break in the sun."

"The underworld in the sun is similar, and it is only used as a drifting channel in a foreign land."

Dying Poems - Ziwei.

The writing is not good, and it is even a little ugly, but between the lines, you can still feel the traces of struggling.

quiet!

Deadly quiet.

As soon as this poem came out, everyone's eyes widened.

If the blood in the past can still be explained, but what about this "dying poem" now?

Everyone knows that dying poems are only written before dying.

Nine times out of ten, this painting is Tang Yin's masterpiece!

"Why, Tang Yin wants to write the poem on the back of the scroll, this is not in line with his style at all." Lin Tian clenched his fist tightly and said through gritted teeth.

"No, you're wrong, this is Tang Yin's style." Before Qin Luo could speak, Li Tai had already answered.

"Elder Li!"

Li Tai smiled and shook his head.