The man surnamed Xu laughed out loud and said, "Hahaha, I'm not afraid of the wind blowing his tongue. We have read countless paintings since we were young, and there are also many masterpieces of painting. For example, these are all famous painters in China. But even they dare not say that they have repainted the paintings they saw when they were young. What's more, since it is a copy of Zhang Sengyou, it's also an old object from the Tang and Song dynasties. Even if you take advantage of the gold mountain, you can't leave such a masterpiece for you to play with, right?"

As soon as this was said, everyone agreed, but Shi Lei said indifferently: "What antiques from the Tang and Song dynasties? It's just a picture of a Buddha statue brought back from the countryside. It was painted by an old painter in the countryside."

These words caused an uproar. Old Bai sighed, shook his head, and looked at Wei Xingyue with a little complaining look.

Wei Xingyue was full of suspicion and looked at Shi Lei, thinking that there were always many strange things about this guy. Although he seemed a little reckless occasionally, compared to the second generation who were either rich or noble, he was somewhat ignorant, but he was indeed not a person who could speak nonsense.

After calming down, Wei Xingyue asked, "Are you sure you can roughly repaint that painting?"

Shi Lei smiled and said, "When I was a child, I used a thin paper to cover the painting and copy it. Later, I could draw it without using transparent paper. Then I learned to paint. I really don't understand painting. If you ask me to draw some, I dare not say, but just about this painting, it will definitely look more like Zhang Sengyou's work than this one."

No one in the exhibition hall believed Shi Lei's words. Old Bai just shook his head and sighed, and began to stop Wei Xingyue with his eyes, almost saying that he wanted to drive Shi Lei out. In other words, Old Bai's cultivation, if he had someone else, Shi Lei might not even be able to finish these words.

But Wei Xingyue suddenly smiled. She always had a strange confidence in Shi Lei. This was mainly based on her familiarity with Shi Lei's daily actions. Wei Xingyue believed that Shi Lei was definitely not such a person who spoke nonsense.

"Uncles and uncles, Mr. Bai, I know you don't believe it. To be honest, I don't believe it very much. However, I have confidence in my friend. Since he said that, I believe he will definitely come up with a better version. Whether he believes it or not, let him draw a stroke by one stroke. However, time is limited, and it is unrealistic to complete such a masterpiece. It is better to let Shi Lei draw a head and see through the leopard. You have profound attainments in calligraphy and painting. You must have seen the clues. If you are lucky, the version drawn by Shi Lei can be seen by your uncles, so give him some time to replicate a statue of Tathagata in the future."

This is true. After all, it is impossible to complete such a colorful painting in a very short time. Even Zhang Sengyou himself may take several hours or even longer to brew and then draw. Although he only draws one head, a leaf of Zhiqiu is indeed enough to see its style and brushstrokes.

Old Bai looked at Shi Lei deeply and asked in a deep voice: "Young friend is really okay?"

Shi Lei smiled and said, "Give me half an hour to forty minutes, I can draw a complete picture..."

Wow!

This tone...

Wei Xingyue also changed her color and thought to herself that she finally found a step for you. You just need to make a little shadow and let these people ignore everything that happened just now. How could you actually have to complete the whole painting in thirty or forty minutes?

Old Bai didn't know what to say, and he was already very displeased. This young man was too arrogant. Not to mention copying based on memory, even if he imitated it according to a painting, many famous painters present dared not say that they could complete a painting in thirty or forty minutes. Fortunately, he kept saying that he didn't understand painting at all, which was really a fearless person.

At this time, Chen Yanu walked out, made a gesture of invitation, and gestured to Wei Xingyue a few times. Wei Xingyue whispered: "My sister said she asked you to go to the studio with her. It's too noisy and is not suitable for painting."

Shi Lei nodded and walked forward.

Wei Xingyue bit her silver teeth and said the big words. I just hope Shi Lei is really sure. She doesn't need to draw too well. She only needs to have two or three points of charm, and then differentiate from the current painting in terms of composition and other aspects. These are experts present. I believe that the fundamental difference between the two paintings should be seen. At that time, even if I think the painting Shi Lei painted is really not good, it can still be slightly round. After all, no one has seen a real statue of Dingguang Tathagata, and everyone is just based on speculation.

"Please be careful not to be impatient. Regardless of whether Shi Lei speaks loudly or not, I will give him at least forty minutes. As his friend, and as the person who invited him to this appreciation meeting today, I am willing to believe him. Of course, Shi Lei has never learned painting and has a very shallow understanding of painting itself, so he can make a joke. I just hope that after it is completed, you can rely on your original intentions. If you think that the image of Dingguang Tathagata painted by Shi Lei does have the temperament of Zhang Sengyou, you will not make things difficult for him in the future. Zhang Sengyou has long been in the world. He saw that it might be just another version of the copy, and no one knows which copy can express Zhang Sengyou's style more accurately."

Everyone knew that Wei Xingyue was making excuse for Shi Lei, but what he said was reasonable. The man surnamed Xu did not dare to speak at this moment. Everyone focused their attention on Mr. Bai, and this mainly requires Mr. Bai to recognize him.

After thinking a little, Mr. Bai nodded and said, "The Xingyue said something is somewhat reasonable. If the paintings written by Shi Lei are obviously different from the old man's obtain in terms of composition, and as long as you can see one or two points of Zhang Sengyou's legacy, he can pass the test. As for the statue of Dingguang Tathagata he saw and the old man's obtain, which one is closer to the original work, this book is not verified and should not be studied in depth. At least, Shi Lei may be able to provide you and me with another possibility of textual research, which is also a great merit."

After Mr. Bai said this, everyone naturally agreed in unison.

The next thing was waiting, but the atmosphere in the exhibition hall seemed a bit subtle, and almost no one believed that Shi Lei could draw satisfactory works. On the one hand, Old Bai himself was hard to believe, but on the other hand, he had some small expectations.

Thirty minutes passed quickly, and there were only ten minutes left after the thirty or forty minutes Shi Lei asked for.

These ten minutes seemed particularly long.

Finally, the footsteps sounded, and everyone turned their heads and looked at them. They could hear extremely fast steps, as if someone was running.

The door was pushed open, and Chen Yanu rushed in with a ecstatic expression on his face, waving his hands. The shape and expression were all extremely exaggerated. Everyone was shocked to see this. Could it be that Shi Lei really drew a painting with another Qianqiu? Could it be that what Mr. Bai obtained was really a statue of Dingguang Tathagata made by later generations?

Chen Ya Nu's dignified and elegant image on weekdays was completely gone. She ran to Old Bai eagerly, and kept gestured with her hands, with a wonderful expression.

Just as everyone was speculating a lot, Shi Lei also appeared at the gate and stepped in calmly, holding a piece of rice paper two feet by one foot in his hand.

It can be seen vaguely that the paper is colorful and the ink marks are not dry.
Chapter completed!