Psychic

Facing the mocking looks of the people around her, Judy was a little embarrassed, but Jun Chengzong didn't feel any weird at all.

I saw Jun Chengzong with an extremely confident smile on his face, standing opposite Zhen Xuelan, looking as good as the female owner of the auction house.

Zhen Xuelan saw that Jun Chengzong was in such a situation and still maintained his demeanor, and for a while she was a little unsure of the other party's details.

Not only Zhen Xuelan, but also the people watching nearby.

Originally, they just hated Judy as a troublemaker, so they gathered around to watch the fun, but now they saw Jun Chengzong standing so confidently in front of Zhen Xuelan, showing no signs of expression in the face of the low-pitched taunts from the people around him. Without changing his expression, several people around him had begun to guess Jun Chengzong's identity.

Of course it was not that Jun Chengzong couldn't hear the whispers of the people around him. He turned his head and glanced at the people watching the excitement around him.

Perhaps because they were a little unsure about Jun Chengzong's identity, the people caught by Jun Chengzong's eyes stopped talking for an instant, and the entire exhibition hall fell silent instantly.

Jun Chengzong seemed to be very satisfied with the result. He turned his head back and looked at Zhen Xuelan, who was slightly shorter than him.

"Of course you can invite us out, but before that, I first have to correct you on a question about oil painting." Jun Chengzong said calmly.

Upon hearing Jun Chengzong's words, Zhen Xuelan frowned slightly, her mouth trembled, but she said nothing.

However, Zhen Xuelan didn't say anything, but the onlookers around her suddenly went crazy.

You know, Zhen Xuelan is the leading art collector in this city, and her knowledge of art, especially oil paintings, is at an expert level. Even if there is a problem, how could it be the turn of an inexperienced layman to correct it?

The exhibition hall that had been calmed down by Jun Chengzong's glance started to boil again.

A man in a suit whispered to his wife who was accompanying him to the exhibition: "You don't overestimate your capabilities."

Another middle-aged man who looked a little older shook his head gently and muttered: "I thought he was a person at first, but I didn't expect that his tone was really quite big!"

There are many doubting voices like this, even Zhudi, who is somewhat suspicious of Jun Chengzong.

"George," Judy gently pulled Jun Chengzong's clothes and whispered,

"We already got what we wanted, there's no need to dwell on it."

However, Jun Chengzong ignored these questioning voices.

"The Dutch painter you just mentioned, Adrian Peters van der Vane, is indeed one of the representatives of Western Baroque art. His paintings also fully demonstrate it, making the pictures unified and coordinated like stage settings. The effect is characteristic of Baroque painting."

"However," Jun Chengzong paused, looked at Zhen Xuelan intently, and continued, "This painting "Me in 1960" is not Adrian's work at all, and the year of creation is also wrong."

Hearing what Jun Chengzong said, Zhen Xuelan frowned and glanced at the painting "Me in 1960" next to her with a little guilt.

"Oh?" But then, Zhen Xuelan snorted and said, "How do I know if you are talking nonsense?"

Perhaps he had already guessed Zhen Xuelan's reaction, Jun Chengzong raised the corner of his mouth with a clever arc and said: "This painting "Me in 1960" was created in 1888 by the Belgian Expressionist Baroque art master James Ensor. s work."

Um?

Hearing what Jun Chengzong said, not only Zhen Xuelan, but also the onlookers behind were in an uproar.

A few people even took out their mobile phones and started searching for "James Ensor".

"This... this is actually true?!" Among the crowd, a young man was the first to find the relevant information about this painting on his mobile phone, and it turned out to be exactly the same as what Jun Chengzong said.

A woman dressed as a lady standing some way back didn't want to join in the fun at all, but when she heard what Jun Chengzong said, she quickly squeezed into the crowd and faced the painting "Me in 1960". "After taking a look, he sighed softly: "With such an obvious painting style, how could Xuelan make such a low-level mistake..."

Many people watching were immediately in awe of Jun Chengzong, and even the way they looked at Jun Chengzong was different from before.

Zhen Xuelan, on the other hand, muttered James Ensor's name twice, her eyes suddenly stagnated, and when she looked at Jun Chengzong again, her whole aura instantly weakened.

Among James Ensor's representative works, the originality shown in the bizarre imagination of masks and skeletons was widely recognized by European oddities in the 1920s, and he was made a baron by the king, which also pioneered the surreal art of later generations. the way.

Although Zhen Xuelan still doesn't know whether this painting is what Jun Chengzong thought, but based on the style of this painting, at least James Ensor didn't run away.

However, just when Zhen Xuelan had not come out of the shock, Jun Chengzong had already pulled Judy out of the St. Bernard auction house, leaving behind a whole exhibition hall of people who were still in shock.

"Hey..." When Zhen Xuelan realized what she was doing and chased him out the door, Jun Chengzong was nowhere to be seen.

At this time, the two security guards followed out and stood respectfully behind Zhen Xuelan.

"You guys, go check the identities of those two people now. I want to use them." Zhen Xuelan looked at the traffic coming and going on the street and said to the two security guards behind her.

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After Jun Chengzong and Judy came out, they got in the car and left. Anyway, they already had the required information, so the rest of the things would be much easier to handle.

In fact, according to common sense, there is no need for Jun Chengzong to take such a step, but he needs to confirm whether the painting "The Barber" is actually the painting in question.

Therefore, Jun Chengzong stood in front of everyone, seemingly venting his anger for Judy. In fact, he could clearly feel the aura of the mysterious spirit contained in the painting "The Barber" through the dice on his wrist.

"The problem lies in the painting "The Barber,"" Jun Chengzong said as he drove the car. "After the collection exhibition is over tonight, we will go in and destroy the painting."

This painting was going to be auctioned the next day. Jun Chengzong and the others had no money now, so there was no possibility of taking a picture of it at the auction, so they had no choice but to steal it.

However, Judy was obviously not thinking about this issue.

With a slightly troubled look on her face, Judy murmured: "George, if you didn't need to confirm at that time, would you have stood up and blocked them for me?"

"Ah?" Jun Chengzong didn't expect Judy to ask such a question, and couldn't help but look at Judy with a confused expression.

"It's okay..." Judy seemed a little absent-minded, turned her head away, looked out the car window, and remained silent.