"Painting sage Wu Daozi? I am lucky, am I not dreaming?"
"I don't believe it. The old man must have been deceived. How can it be possible that every piece of it is a unique treasure? It is difficult for ordinary collectors to own one."
"You know p, the old man is invincible! (broken sound)"
"Wu Daozi, a legendary figure with a unique talent for painting, is even more powerful than Li Bai in the eyes of Emperor Xuanzong."
"The most outrageous thing is that it is said that Wu Daozi has no paintings that have been handed down to the world. All modern paintings signed by Wu Daozi have been identified as being copied by later generations. If this painting by the old man is authentic, I dare not think about it. I dare not think about it."
"Isn't it really spread? Then the old man's picture is definitely not real. He may have been deceived."
"Impossible, how could someone as invincible as the old man be deceived? Stop using your rice-sized brain to speculate about the old man!"
The barrage started to quarrel again, but Jiang Churan had no intention of watching.
At this time, Ma Wenshan was already in an extremely excited state. Jiang Churan couldn't help but wonder if Ma Wenshan would suddenly have a heart attack. He clenched his small hands and waited to display his professional rescue skills.
Chu Huaixiang also saw that something was wrong with Ma Wenshan, took out a small bottle from her waist, wiped it on her wrist a few times and put it under Ma Wenshan's nose.
When Jin Qi saw this scene, he wished that he was the one in trouble.
Ma Wenshan smelled the scent of Chu Huaixiang's wrist, and his whole body revived. He touched his heart, looked back at Jiang Chen and smiled bitterly,
"Old man, how many of these shocking collections do you still have? Let me tell you all at once. If you come here one by one, I'm afraid my heart won't be able to bear it and I will die here sooner or later."
Jiang Chen smiled and shook his head,
"That's your problem. What does it have to do with me? I'm sitting here motionless, not doing anything."
"Mr. Jiang, you didn't move, but the impact of your collection is too great. It's scarier than if you moved!"
Ma Wenshan calmed down his mood, stepped back slightly, and carefully appreciated the panoramic view of the painting.
The director team sitting in the living room looked at each other, Director Wang asked the assistant next to him,
"Did we suffer a big loss?"
"ah?"
"Think about it, in this old man's house, there are Yan Zhenqing, Wu Daozi, and who knows what other big names will come next. Regardless of whether these things are true or false, Ma Wenshan is the guarantee for the old man, and the old director endorses it. It's absolutely fine.
If we promote it seriously, the show will definitely get a lot of attention by then, and you can see the results."
Director Wang turned aside and showed the mobile phone on the keyboard.
"Look at Miss Jiang's live broadcast room. When it started broadcasting in the morning, there were only 500,000 people. Now it has risen to one million! And this number is still rising. If these fans can become our fans, what else can we do?
We are told that we won’t have to work this year or for the next three years, and this interview will last us a lifetime!”
"Director Wang, I think you are making a fuss out of a molehill. Live broadcast platform, which platform has not been injected with water? It looks like there are many people, but in fact it is just data. The real living people may not be more than 100,000!"
The assistant breathed a sigh of relief and wondered why. Can the data from the live broadcast platform be taken seriously?
"Idiot, do you think this Jiangbian is the same as other money-making platforms? This platform was established by Miss Jiang's fans. They are all bosses who are not short of money. This platform was created to prevent Miss Jiang from being used on other platforms.
Don’t be upset, people don’t even bother to cheat, there are as many people as there are, and these millions of viewers are real millions!”
Director Wang looked at his assistant with disgust. Maybe his development has been limited in recent years because his assistant is too stupid. It seems that he should consider changing to another assistant when he returns.
The assistant didn't know that he had been sentenced to death, and was still arguing unconvincedly. Director Wang didn't look at his thoughts anymore, picked up his cell phone and went out to make a call.
Seeing that Ma Wenshan had recovered, Chu Huaixiang in the room smiled slightly at the camera and continued to ask,
"Teacher Ma, why are you so sure that this work must have been painted by Wu Daozi himself? Mr. Jiang didn't even say that. Just relying on a signature and seal is a bit hasty, isn't it?"
Ma Wenshan nodded, knowing that this was Chu Huaixiang trying to find a step for himself again. It was so embarrassing to lose his composure just now. He pondered for a moment and replied,
"Why am I so sure? Because I don't know how to draw!"
Ma Wenshan gave a shocking answer.
"Damn it, you can be sure even if you don't know how to draw, I believe it!"
"Are you pretending to be 13?"
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You really can’t see the difference between master painters and ordinary painters, so you thought Teacher Ma could give you some professional knowledge, but this is the result?”
"I'm an art student, so I actually can't tell, but I kind of understand what Teacher Ma means."
"God, you understand. He refuses to pretend to be 13. Why don't we all just be quiet and be ordinary people?"
Chu Huaixiang also showed a puzzled expression. Ma Wenshan imitated Jiang Chen and smiled lightly, explaining,
"Everyone says that Wu Daozi's painting skills have broken through the techniques of his predecessors. Although the figures and Buddha statues he painted are not necessarily silk-like, they are full of charm. He is good at using the fluttering changes and power of lines to express the flexibility of the characters.
The figures he painted have fluttering clothes and dancing shapes, forming the unique style of "Wu Dai Dangfeng"."
"So everyone understands, right? We don't need to understand painting, nor do we need to have any advanced painting skills. When we see this painting, if our first reaction is reality, it means that this painting has penetrated into our minds.
heart."
Chu Huaixiang nodded in understanding,
"But Wu Daozi is not the only one who can make paintings realistic, right?"
Ma Wenshan laughed,
"Actually, the real reason is that I have seen this painting."
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The three children around, the staff in the living room, and the water friends in the live broadcast room were stunned at the same time.
"Haha, our Institute of Archeology previously excavated a tomb built in the Tang Dynasty. One of the murals is exactly the same as this painting, and the inscription and seal on the back are also the same as this painting. With my eyes, I can tell that this painting existed far back.
It's over a thousand years old, so as long as the workers who built the mausoleum or the tomb robbers from a thousand years ago didn't make a copy, it's authentic."
"Damn! Then teacher, what's the point of bragging for a long time? Just say you've seen it before!"
Jin Qi couldn't help but complain that he really believed in the teacher's evil deeds.
"What do you know? It's just a feeling of emotion for the teacher. Wu Daozi, when I saw that mural, I thought it was the closest work to Wu Daozi's original work. I didn't expect to see the scroll today. I have no regrets in this life!
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Ma Wenshan felt that this feeling of twists and turns was so exciting that he really did not expect to encounter this work in his lifetime.