After completing it, Liu Zhen compared it one by one. Then, she found that Shi Lei wrote only one wrong with one hundred and twenty digits, and this number was still wrong with one hundred and one being a number.
Shi Lei was amazed at Liu Zhen and said, "And my memory is different from many so-called super-brained contestants. After they finish memorizing, they can write it down in a limited time. And even after a day, I can still write it out without any fault."
Liu Zhen had no idea of ​​verifying it again, which was enough to make her amazed. She began to believe Shi Lei's words. The statue of Wang Youjun in Yan Liben in front of her was indeed made by Shi Lei. It was based on what he called high technology and his talent for super memory.
"I really have a better understanding today." Liu Zhen sighed infinitely, "So, are you planning to use this fake Wang Youjun statue to exchange the real image of Miyamoto for the five-star and twenty-eight constellations?"
Shi Lei nodded and said, "It's a bit deceptive, but antique trading has always been like this. There is no saying of fraud in this industry, only to see and slap."
Liu Zhen was actually not particularly able to accept Shi Lei's theory, but she thought about it. When Miyamoto collected the real image of the five-star and twenty-eight constellations, did she also regard it as Zhang Sengyou's original work? It was later confirmed that it was a copy of Liang Lingzan. Could it be that he wanted to say that this was a fraud by the person who sold him the painting?
This is mainly because Liu Zhen is a research scholar after all, and she is not a collector or businessman, so she cannot fully accept it emotionally.
However, she can also collect it after all. She has contacted many collectors and even has very close contact with auction houses.
As Shi Lei said, only in this special industry, it is reasonable to know whether the fake sells fake or knows fake buys fake. Legal terms have been left with blanks. Because you cannot subjectively judge whether the seller is a fake sells fake.
"After a successful exchange, do you plan to announce the news that the painting is actually a fake?" Liu Zhen asked nervously.
"That depends on my mood, but before I die, I must reveal the truth. I can't let this painting deceive people from later generations. To be honest, I was a little hesitant, after all, this might hurt an old man. Even if that person is not my race, I feel a little unbearable. But Ms. Liu's words made me feel that there is no guilt for doing this. Since Miyamoto is a person who values ​​profit, he should have enough psychological construction for the eye. What's more, whether the five-star and twenty-eight constellations is a copy of Liang Lingzan or the works of Wu Daozi I believe, it is all things from our country. The Japanese were originally considered to be a clever man, but who knew how this painting was left to Japan? I dare not say anything about national justice, but I think I still want to bring this thing back to China with the opportunity."
Liu Zhen finally recognized Shi Lei’s idea. She nodded and said, “Okay, you convinced me, but I must not let my lover know about this matter. He is a pedantic person.”
Shi Lei smiled and said, "That's why I said, I was very happy to see Ms. Liu coming alone."
"But, Mr. Shi, why do you think that the five-star and twenty-eight constellations true image is Wu Daozi's work?"
Shi Lei pointed to his brain and said, "Because of my special memory ability. I am not going to deny all your efforts and research, but just because my memory ability is different from ordinary people. Moreover, the evidence is not complete enough now, and I am still trying hard. When the evidence is complete, I will announce this to the whole world. At that time, I look forward to the test of all experts."
Liu Zhen nodded and said, "Although I find it incredible, now, after having an intuitive understanding of your memory, I saw this image of Wang Youjun that I completely shocked me. I began to be a little willing to believe you. If this painting is really written by the painting saint Wu Daozi, then, in my opinion, even if I pay the price of war, I should bring such a treasure back to my motherland."
Shi Lei was very happy that Liu Zhen could come to such a conclusion, so that he would have a clear conscience and would not feel sorry for Liu Zhen and Liu Qian and his wife.
After looking at the time, Liu Zhen thought carefully and said, "Mr. Shi, why not do this? No need to wait until tomorrow. Now, I will contact Miyamoto immediately. If he has no problem, then I will arrange for you to meet now."
Shi Lei understood Liu Zhen's meaning. It would be enough for her to stop this matter, and there was no need to involve Liu Qian.
"Actually, I'm also worried about involving Mr. Liu."
Liu Zhen nodded and said, "My lover is the deputy leader of this cultural exchange group and the person who is mainly responsible for this cultural exchange. The officials of the Ministry of Culture only have the title of leader. So, if he recommends Miyamoto for you, he will bring an official meaning in any case, which may give the Japanese some excuses for criticism. But I am just an ordinary member of this exchange group, not even the main exchange target, but more of a member of the associate. I went to find Miyamoto for the private reasons."
"I have no problem, so please ask Ms. Liu to recommend it on your behalf. I also want to say sorry, this may dust your reputation."
Liu Zhen waved his hand generously and said, "It goes without saying that if you can confirm that the five-star and twenty-eight constellations are the work of Wu Daozi, I am a hero, a great hero. As for the Japanese's views, it doesn't matter. I just hope that Mr. Shi's judgment is correct, so it will be worth it if I am a villain today."
Shi Lei nodded, Liu Zhen took out his cell phone and dialed out a number.
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Miyamoto Genichi was sitting in his yard drinking tea, and a pair of Go was posing in front of him, playing the score himself.
The phone trembled slightly, and Miyamoto Kyoichi frowned in disgust, put down the dark spot in his hand and glanced at the phone.
Seeing that it was Liu Zhen's call, he still chose to answer.
"Hello, Liu Zhenjun, it's been a long time since. Tomorrow is the exchange event, and today should be the banquet event of the Ministry of Culture. I am old and physically, so I won't participate."
"Miyamoto, I did not invite you to attend the banquet. I am just a member of the entourage and I am not qualified to participate in the banquet. I just want to have a private meeting with you before the exchange event is launched."
"Is Liu Zhenjun so elegant?"
"I want to introduce a young man from our country to Miyamoto San."
"Jun Liu Zhenjun, it's not that I'm refuting your face, but at this age, my physical condition is getting worse and worse, and it's no longer suitable for meeting strangers. I know that you must want to take that young man to appreciate the true image of the five-star and twenty-eight constellations. There will be a big exhibition next month, and I can give you a ticket. Then you can let that young man see it at the exhibition."
Liu Zhen smiled slightly and threw out the bait: "This young man has a statue of Wang Youjun from Yan Liben."
Miyamoto was shocked and his legs were unconsciously stretched out, and even kicked over the Go board in front of him.
"What? The image of Wang Youjun in Yan Liben? Isn't Liu Jun joking with me? This is a work that has been proven to be lost for a long time, so how can it be seen again?"
Liu Zhen seemed very confident about Miyamoto's suspicion, which was already under her expectations.
Chapter completed!