Super Pickup King

Tang Qi walked to the front of the painting, gently stroked the surface of the scroll with his fingers, then looked up at Liu Qifeng.

"Are you a little nervous?"

"It's a bit, I'm worried that what you said is true, and that what you said is false, and that you will ruin my painting."

Adding a pot of water to a painting, the individual can think of the result. He is really worried that this painting will be destroyed by Tang Qi. Even if it is fake, it is quite a good thing. Of course he Unwilling to be ruined.

Tang Qi smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "You believe me, I promise you won't let you down."

At this time, the door opened and the girl section came over. She carefully put the basin on the table, fearing that the painting would be wet with water. This is her boss’s favorite, if it’s really ruined, I guess my position is gone.

"Okay guys, now that everything is ready, I'll come over and let everyone see what is hidden under this painting." Tang Qi said as he picked up the painting, and then threw it in the direction of the basin. past.

Everyone yelled in panic: "What are you doing!"

The girl also ran to stop Tang Qi, but was stopped by Liu Qifeng: "No doubt, no doubt about employing them. Let him go, even if it is really ruined, it is my destiny. Don't blame him. "

"But boss, this painting..." She had heard the sound of splashing water before she was speaking. Looking back, Tang Qi had completely soaked those paintings into the water, and couldn't keep it.

Everyone was heartbroken, as if their children were thrown into the basin by Tang Qi: "This is... it's too much. How can anyone be willing to ruin all such valuable paintings!"

"Yeah! This is a famous painting of the Yuan Dynasty! It is impossible to be a fake. Many ancient books are clearly written, but you don't know this. You are a criminal who abused art!" Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and stretched out their hands. Catch Tang Qi, I want to kill Tang Qi to relieve the hatred of happiness, and at the same time, there is a vaguely incomparably cheerful stubbornness. Liu Qifeng, if you don’t give this to us, the result is not ruined by something. People who don’t understand?

Tang Qi’s back strength and a strong wind blew all the people out for several meters, making them completely unable to get close. He hit the table with great strength, and flew out and sat on the ground with little strength. , The position of the tail vertebrae is extremely painful. Can't stand up at all.

Tang Qi said, "I don't want to use force against you, and you won't be my opponents. Let's stay here."

The girl asked at this time: "I don't want to accuse you, I want to ask you how long you have to soak?"

"At least five minutes." Tang Qi glanced at his watch: "Four more minutes."

"But what if it rots after being soaked in water for so long?"

"There is no way, this is the arrangement of fate." Tang Qi smiled. These people were all more angry when they heard it. Although they didn't dare to stop him, they still said loudly that he had ruined the painting. The girl looked at Liu Qifeng.

Liu Qifeng remained calm and looked at Tang Qi quietly, feeling uneasy, but unwilling to show it.

Tang Qi always turned a deaf ear to the accusations and abuses of these people. He just looked at the water quietly and saw that the originally clear water inside turned pale yellow. He couldn't help but smile: "Very good, almost done." He finished. With this sentence, he directly reached out and fished the painting out of the water, and everyone screamed and ran over.

Snapped! The wet paper hit the table top, and everyone rushed over. To everyone's surprise, although the painting had been soaked in water for so long, nothing happened at all. The painting quickly began to evaporate and dry up, and the picture was still as good as before. , The previous picture is still the same, as if it had never been soaked in water.

"This painting...this painting is not right!" Someone said in horror, "Are we mistaken? Are you doing magic?"

Tang Qi said, "This is the art of the ancients."

He put his hand on the scroll: "Look at what is different from the painting just now?"

"Well...what's the difference?" Everyone looked at it carefully, and then immediately found something wrong.

Someone said, "Ah! There are fewer wild geese. There were originally two wild geese here, and there is one less monk sweeping the floor."

"There is also a tree and a boat here. They are all gone. Could it be that they were all painted later?"

Tang Qi nodded: "That's right. All the missing items are added after Miao Zijiang, and there are more words in the place other than the initial signature, right?"

Everyone nodded: "How did you know that there is such a miraculous thing?"

Tang Qi's hand touched the paper: "When I touched it, it was obvious that there seemed to be a layer of grease or something on it, and it was older than the Yuan Dynasty, at least it should be a painting from the Song Dynasty. But the text was indeed written by him, so if I guess it is good, this painting should be the work of a painter in the previous dynasty. After receiving it occasionally, Miao Zijiang felt that the painting was not finished, so he added a few strokes to form it. Because of his own style, later generations don’t know it. They thought they were all his works and passed on to the world."

How can it be considered correct if there is no boat and no monk? So it should be that the author died before it was completed, so in order to leave this painting without regrets, Miao Zijiang personally wrote and completed the painting.

"What you mean is that he took other people's things as his own! No way, people like Miao Zijiang do such a thing, it really makes people... people don't know how to comment."

Tang Qi waved his hand: "No, I don't think he was trying to invade other people's works, because the inscription on the above is very clear. The paintings of the predecessors are not finished, so I can wait for them to respect Sushan. This is just him. It’s just a joke, a very emotional person, and the author of this painting is not an ordinary person."

"Ah! I see, it's Sushan monk from the Song Dynasty!" Liu Qifeng finally spoke.

Tang Qi nodded: "You're right. It's the famous painter Sushan who replaced the emperor Lao'er as a monk to pray for blessings." Everyone took a sigh of relief. Sushan's reputation is even more famous than this Miaozijiang. Legend has it that it takes seven or eight years for a painting of him.

Most of his paintings are very few at first, and all of them cannot be seen casually in the National Museum. Fewer are spread among the people, and they can be sold for at least tens of millions. They are more valuable than this Miao Zijiang’s. too much.

Liu Qifeng was very excited: "It's really his paintings!"

"Yes." Tang Qi said with a smile: "It is estimated that Miao Zijiang didn't want to ruin the painting itself, so he painted a substance before making up the painting. After dissolving it in water, it can be restored to the previous one. Looks here."

An old man shook his head and said, "Although this is good, I still feel that it is a pity that the monk, the boat, and the geese disappeared. After all, they are finished paintings. Now there are still paintings left. Isn't it a bit..."

"Oh! I can't say that. I think that Venus' broken arm and the Dream of Red Mansions have not been completed. They are all incomplete beauty. Even if they are supplemented by later generations, they are still not in line with people's expectations, let alone this. A painting is more topical and must be more valuable." Liu Qifeng laughed.

"But this thing is no longer yours." Tang Qi said with a smile: "You forgot? You sold it to me for 80,000 yuan."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can cherish it, it doesn't matter who you fall into."

Tang Qi smiled and looked at the others around: "How is it? Do you feel sorry too?"

Some people nod their heads and some shook their heads. Although this painting is more valuable now, the completed painting just now is obviously more popular. Tang Qi seemed to know what everyone was thinking, and walked to the picture scroll and said, "I will perform the next magic for you so that you will not have that regret. The trouble is to prepare a piece of rice paper of the same size."

"Okay, I'm going now." The girl ran out in a hurry. She changed Tang Qi's behavior from doubt to surprise, then angry and incomprehensible, and finally convinced by now, she has listened to him very much. NS.

Not long after a piece of rice paper was brought over, she panted and said, "What are you going to do?"

"Look at it and help me hold this painting." Tang Qi said as he took the painting, the girl helped Tang Qi hold the painting and watched him spread the piece of paper on the scroll. Then he held it down with his hand, and some water marks gradually appeared on it, in addition to some faint ink marks.

Then Tang Qi suddenly picked up the piece of paper, and then the entire painting was completely gloomy on the piece of silk paper. Everyone exclaimed, then applauded.

"What's going on? Miao Zijiang also left behind?"

Tang Qi said: "He probably expected that later generations would find the strangeness in it. He wanted to restore Sushan's paintings, but didn't want his works to be lost, so he left traces of ink. He is really a painting wizard. I can't do it anyway." He handed this piece of silk paper to Liu Qifeng.

"You stay, it's nice."

Liu Qifeng began to look at this painting, which was exactly the same as the previous paintings, lifelike, and he was so moved that he almost didn't cry.

"Thank you Tang Qi! I always thought that you were too old to believe your words and abilities, and now I really admire you!"

Others also have nothing to say, this thing can fall into Tang Qi's hands, it is not a pearl cast secretly.

They looked at each other, then got up and said goodbye: "I hope you can take good care of this painting."

Tang Qi said, "Of course, I bought this thing for 80,000 yuan. Of course I want to cherish it as a treasure."

Everyone smiled helplessly, there was really nothing to do with him. After seeing these people say goodbye, Liu Qifeng asked the girl to deliver it in person, and then sat weakly on the seat: "Well, they are all gone, and you also won."

There were only two people in the office, he and Tang Qi. They were very quiet, and could only hear the clock on the wall beating lightly.

"I won't want this painting." Tang Qi said: "What I said was very clear from the beginning. I'm here to find someone, and I'm looking for Wu Yinghua. This painting is considered a meeting gift for you." He said. The picture scroll was placed in front of him.

"This is a famous painting worth tens of millions, you don't even care about it?"

Tang Qi smiled and said, "I knew that you really like it when I saw your distressed look just now. The reason why I am returning it to you now is because I don’t want others to know what I don’t want, and whoever wants it. If you have any idea, even if you come to me, you will be safe to save or release it quietly in the future."

"You actually made such a sacrifice for Wu Yinghua. She will be very touched when she knows."

"It's nothing, because I think she is a good person and it is worth it for me to do this." Tang Qidao.