"Mr. Han, after seeing so many of your collections, why don't you come and see mine?"
Seeing that Mr. Han's collection was almost visited, Zhu Hongyuan suddenly said such a sentence.
Everyone looked at him one after another.
Old Han was surprised: "Old Zhu, could it be that you also brought the collection here?"
Zhu Hongyuan smiled, turned to Zhu Rong and said, "Go and get it!"
Zhu Rong nodded, left for a while, and returned to the exhibition hall with a scroll after a while.
"My painting is a painting by Gu Kaizhi, a famous artist in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Although the level is not as good as that of Master Yunlu, it is important for its age and high collection value."
Zhu Hongyuan introduced, and at the same time laid out the picture scroll, and suddenly a majestic landscape picture came into everyone's eyes.
It is really Gu Kaizhi's work.
Everyone was amazed.
But when Zhu Hongyuan was enjoying the envious eyes around him, he suddenly heard a voice saying: "Don't show a fake painting out of shame."
Zhu Hongyuan's smile faltered.
look over.
When he found out that the speaker was Lu Yun, his expression darkened instantly.
"Stinky boy, what did you say?"
"I said, this is a fake painting."
"Fake painting? What are you kidding?"
Zhu Rong was even angrier than his father, and said anxiously on the spot: "If this is a fake painting, do you think we won't be able to see it? Or do you think your appreciation level is higher than all of us present?"
His words successfully concentrated everyone's hatred on Lu Yun.
None of us could see that it was a fake painting, but you could. Doesn't it mean that your level is higher than ours?
Everyone looked at Lu Yun, instantly full of hostility.
I really don't know where this grasshopper came from, it likes to find a sense of existence so much.
Elder Han also said with a sullen face: "If you two are here to find fault on purpose, then please get out immediately, I don't welcome you here."
He never gets angry easily, but tonight, he got really angry.
First, Liu Yan'er randomly criticized Master Yunlu's authentic works, and now Lu Yun jumped out, pointing at Zhu Hongyuan's collection and saying it was a fake painting.
Isn't this finding fault?
No matter how good-tempered Mr. Han was, he couldn't tolerate the two of them any longer, so he issued an order to evict them on the spot.
But Lu Yun sneered and said: "Fake paintings are fake paintings, no matter how anxious you are, they are fake. If you can't see it, it can only show that you are rubbish."
"What, dare to call us rubbish, what kind of onion are you?"
"You bastard, you haven't even grown a few hairs, but your tone is quite crazy."
"Young people today really lack education."
"enough!"
Suddenly, Boss Han yelled, pointed at Lu Yun and the two, and said, "You two, get out of here immediately!"
"A group of black fish, I still think it stinks if I stay here, Sister Yan'er, let's go."
Lu Yun held Liu Yan'er's hand and was about to leave, but at this moment, Zhu Hongyuan's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Stop!"
"Is there something wrong with calling your father?"
Lu Yun turned around and looked at Zhu Hongyuan coldly.
Zhu Hongyuan's nose was almost crooked, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You kid dare to slander my collection as fake paintings. If you don't give an explanation, I will tear your mouth apart."
"If you want to explain it, it's simple."
Lu Yun sneered, and suddenly strode towards the painting of Gu Kaizhi, picked up a cup of hot tea and poured it on.
"what are you doing??"
Zhu Rong roared and rushed forward to fight Lu Yun desperately, but in the next second, he froze.
I saw Lu Yun pinching the edge of the soaked rice paper and rubbing it, and the rice paper separated instantly.
Mezzanine.
The hearts of everyone who saw this scene jumped, and they probably knew it already.
Lu Yun said sarcastically: "There are two layers of rice paper, the lower layer is a counterfeit, and the upper layer is used to make old ones. You can't see such an obvious interlayer, and you still say it's not rubbish?"
Everyone's face froze.
I was very angry, but I couldn't refute it, who made them really miss it!
Liu Yan'er also showed a surprised expression.
She thought that Lu Yun was deliberately disgusting these people, so she said it was a fake painting, but she didn't expect it to be a fake painting.
It's so cool to see these people deflated.
At this time, Zhu Hongyuan suddenly rushed forward to snatch the painting, and said in grief: "My three million!"
He spent a total of three million yuan to buy this painting, just waiting to show it off in front of everyone tonight, but who knows, he actually bought a fake painting.
Zhu Hongyuan's heart was bleeding.
However, what made him vomit blood even more was yet to come.
Because of the tea, a line of small characters slowly appeared on the edge of the rice paper: Whoever buys it, SB!
"puff!"
Zhu Hongyuan was so out of breath that he fell headfirst to the ground, his whole body twitching, his face like a jujube.
Zhu Rong shouted anxiously: "Dad! What's wrong with you, Dad? Doctor Hu, quickly see what's wrong with my dad!"
A middle-aged man wearing round glasses came out.
His name is Hu Weiping, and he is also a calligraphy and painting enthusiast. He is a doctor by profession and is currently working in Jiangcheng Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine as the chief physician of the Department of Acupuncture and Moxibustion.
After checking Zhu Hongyuan's condition, Hu Weiping's face turned serious.
"Your father was too emotional, which caused the liver yang to turn into wind, and disturbed the clear orifices, which caused a stroke. The situation is very critical."
"Then... what should we do then? There is no hospital nearby!" Zhu Rong panicked for a moment.
After thinking for a while, Hu Weiping said: "My teacher once taught me a set of acupuncture techniques, which may be useful, but I'm not sure."
"Doctor Hu, please give it a try, my father's life will be in your hands." Zhu Rong pleaded.
"I will try my best!"
Hu Weiping nodded, and then took out several ten-centimeter-long needles from his portable needle bag.
Acupoint selection: Neiguan, Jiquan, Chize, Weizhong...
Seeing Hu Weiping administer the needle, Lu Yun was slightly surprised, but quickly shook his head again.
"Nine-turn Huiyang Needle is not used in this way."
Lu Yun recognized at a glance that Hu Weiping used the nine-turn Huiyang acupuncture method, but there were obviously several mistakes in the acupuncture points he took.
Lu Yun kindly reminded him, but who knows, Zhu Rong suddenly turned his head and shouted at him:
"shut up!"
"If it wasn't for you, my dad wouldn't have fainted either, so don't cry like a cat and a mouse and pretend to be merciful."
"If something happens to my dad, I'll make it hard for you to walk around!"