Villain: Win The First Heroine At The Beginning

Both of them spoke astonishingly.

The interests and hobbies of those powerful old men in urban novels cannot be said to be exactly the same, they can only be said to be the same.

Enjoy tea, flowers, chess, calligraphy, painting, meditation and opera.

Anyway, it is tailor-made for the son of luck to show off.

It’s the same old story line again.

One of the divine bird phoenix picture and the Buddha bone relic must be fake, or both are fake.

Moreover, these two thoughtful people did not take it for appraisal, even though it was a gift that was related to their future and destiny!

Needless to say what happened next, when everyone was praising the gift, the son of luck muttered inappropriately that the gift was fake, and then he was accidentally overheard, ridiculed, and bet, and then the son of luck revealed the gift. true or false.

Of course, no one would believe what the Son of Destiny said, and he would be ridiculed even more.

At this time, a famous Chinese scholar will arrive belatedly to prove that the son of luck is right.

Then he admired the Son of Destiny so much that the old man insisted on sworn sworn relationship with the Son of Destiny!

"Let me put an end to this ridiculous plot!"

A smile appeared on Chu Xiao's lips.

Sure enough, the gift given by the two caused an uproar.

There were endless exclamations, and Mr. Zhao was always very relieved. Both of them looked confident, thinking that the gift they gave was no worse than the other's.

Mr. Zhao glanced at the two of them and said with a smile: "I like all your gifts! Everyone is interested! Mingyu, where did you get this authentic painting of Tang Yan and the divine bird and phoenix? This is a veritable treasure. ah!"

Zhao Mingyu said with a happy face: "This was an accidental opportunity. I bought it from a street stall. At that time, I felt that this painting was not simple. After buying it, I asked several friends who knew Tang Yan's calligraphy and painting to appraise it. .

I knew that grandpa liked calligraphy and painting, so I gave it to him. "

"Well, yes, Mingyu is quite discerning." Mr. Zhao held the scroll, as happy as an eighty-year-old child.

"Congratulations to Mr. Zhao on this wonderful work."

The surrounding atmosphere group once again sounded warm compliments.

"Wait a minute, this painting is fake."

Just then, an inappropriate voice sounded.

The hall suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked around and saw that the familiar person appeared again.

"It's you, exhibitionist, and you're not dead yet?"

"Forget it if you're not dead, why do you still have the nerve to show up here?"

"Get out of here quickly, don't be an eyesore here, it's bad luck."

Facing the ridicules and curses, Lin Feng looked calm and didn't care at all.

He slowly walked up to Mr. Zhao and said, "Mr. Zhao, I have something to say."

"What do you want to say, little friend Lin Feng?"

Mr. Zhao calmed down his expression and asked calmly.

It’s this kid who almost lost his old face, but he still has the face to come out?

Should I say you are thick-skinned, or should I say you are shameless?

"I want to say that this painting is fake." Lin Feng said shockingly.

After speaking, he glanced at Chu Xiao sarcastically, but when he saw Su Ruoxi sitting next to him, his expression darkened again.

He almost collapsed in anger when he heard those two words Chu Xiao said just now. But when I calm down and think about it, I feel a little disapproving.

He understood Ruoxi's character. If Chu Xiao used force, she would definitely rather die than surrender!

The reason why Ruoxi is so close to Chu Xiao now is because Moxi Group is currently facing a crisis and needs to use Chu Xiao's influence to create value for itself.

This licking dog is just a tool to be used!

But even so, he crossed the line and actually had physical contact with Ruoxi.

Ruoxi can only belong to him, anyone else who touches it will have to pay the price!

"Fake? If you have a disease in your head, you bitch, go get it treated. Don't embarrass yourself here."

"Who do you think you are? How dare you say that others are fake? Who gave you the courage?"

"Get out of here quickly, don't be an eyesore here."

The atmosphere team members in the hall were stunned for a while, and jeers were heard everywhere.

Zhao Mingyu had an angry look on his face: "Young man with a yellow mouth, don't talk nonsense here."

"Little friend Lin Feng, this matter has nothing to do with you. You should go back and rest first." Mr. Zhao also showed an unhappy look.

Lin Feng said calmly: "If I say it's fake, it's fake."

"Okay, then tell me where the lie is? If you can't tell me, don't blame me for being rude!" Zhao Mingyu said angrily.

"Can you give me a look?" Lin Feng said.

"Who do you think you are, qualified to touch such a precious work?..."

After being ridiculed for a while, Lin Feng got the scroll and slowly opened it.

"I have three reasons. First, the style of this painting... second, the age of the paper... third, the ink..."

Lin Feng explained his reasons eloquently, as if he had a well-thought-out answer, as if what he said was true.

But he is the son of fate after all, no matter how true he is, no one will believe him.

Still ridiculing and insulting:

"Who knows whether what you said is true or just made up? You can't believe what a lunatic says!"

"Get out of here quickly, don't embarrass yourself here."

At this moment, the old and hearty laughter came from outside again.

"Old Zhao, I'm late!"

"Lao Wang, you are finally here. You have a good thing. Come and take a look."

Hearing the sound, Mr. Zhao looked happy.

This Mr. Wang is his friend, a famous Chinese scholar, who is very knowledgeable about calligraphy and painting. With him here, he can definitely tell the authenticity of calligraphy and painting.

Looking at the person coming, the corners of Lin Feng's mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

The person who stands up for him is here!

Sure enough, whenever you encounter injustice, someone will come forward to prove your innocence!

In fact, this calligraphy and painting was manipulated by me.

After arriving at the Zhao Mansion, he happened to overhear that Zhao Mingyu was going to give Mr. Zhao this picture, so he unknowingly replaced the picture with a fake one while Zhao Mingyu wasn't paying attention.

"Oh? What good stuff?"

After Mr. Wang got the picture, he looked at it carefully and then shouted in surprise.

"Oh my god, it's really Tang Yan's original work!"

Lin Feng was stunned: "Mr. Wang, did you see it wrong? If you look again, it must be a fake!"

Mr. Wang glanced at Lin Feng doubtfully and said with an unhappy expression: "I can guarantee that this picture is absolutely authentic and cannot be mistaken!"

"You bitch, even Mr. Wang dares to doubt you, so get out of here, you lunatic!"

"Exhibitionist, pervert, you still have the nerve to talk nonsense, who gave you the courage!"

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"..."

Lin Feng showed disdain.

It seems that this Mr. Wang is also a man with a donkey dung face.

Fortunately, I had extra preparations. I made a mezzanine inside the calligraphy and painting and drew a basketball and a chicken.

The purpose is to prevent this situation from happening.

"You often walk by the river and your shoes don't get wet. Mr. Wang, you made a mistake this time!" Lin Feng sneered.

"Oh? Please tell me where I made the mistake." Mr. Wang smiled instead of getting angry.

"Show me the picture again."

Lin Feng stepped forward, took the scroll from Mr. Wang's hand, and said lightly: "Because this painting is indeed a fake."

Tear~

The precious scroll was divided into two parts by Lin Feng.