It happened that a large sum of money was needed at that time, so I sold it to him.

A few days later, the foreigner brought several other foreigners over, and took away all the paintings without even looking at them.

In fact, these foreigners are not very good people. I don’t know how many cultural relics they took away in Xia Guo. At first, relying on the large number of people, they kept staring at me with malicious intentions. Without them, it's hard to say what's going to happen next.

If this kind of fat sheep is not slaughtered, who will be slaughtered? "

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now.

Everyone present was stunned.

It's been a long day.

It turned out to be a painting and calligraphy drawn by the old man himself!

Or those foreigners rushed to buy it themselves.

This reversal is too unexpected!

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"Old man, you really know how to draw."

Huang Lei's eyes widened and he asked in surprise.

"Didn't I tell you earlier? You just don't believe it."

Xiao Chen curled his lips and said lightly.

The crowd was instantly speechless.

The old man did say before that he copied the Mona Lisa, but it was so unbelievable that they didn't really take it seriously.

Now the old man said that it was bought by foreigners, and even the paintings exhibited in the Freer Art Museum were copied by him.

This made them wonder whether the Mona Lisa on the cabinet might be real.

Because those Americans dared to take it out for exhibition, it means that they must have been appraised by experts and there is no problem.

Otherwise, people who watch the exhibition will see that it is a fake, and they should not make fun of it.

This shows that Mr. Xiao Chen's painting skills have reached the state of perfection, the realm of confusing the real with the fake.

Since the old man can copy other people's paintings and calligraphy, how does he know that it is impossible to copy the Mona Lisa?

Huang Lei and the others looked at Xiao Chen, and then at the Mona Lisa with a weird smile on the cabinet.

now.

Everyone is upset.

"Old man, you still need money."

Peng Yuchang asked a little puzzled at this moment.

In his subconscious mind, billionaires and local tyrants were no longer enough to describe Xiao Chen. Such a person was actually short of money.

"What's so strange about this is that at that time, many assets could not be easily liquidated, and the invested companies were just getting started, so they were worthless."

Xiao Chen shrugged his shoulders, and continued: "The Southwest Associated University and several universities are doing scientific research and are in a hurry to spend money, so they can only sell paintings for emergency."

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Only then did everyone understand the old man's reason for selling paintings.

And the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't bear it anymore.

In the yearning live broadcast room, the barrage frantically swiped up.

"I said there must be a reason for the old man to sell paintings."

"I didn't expect that the funds for scientific research back then were actually obtained by the old man selling paintings."

"And the paintings he sold were copied by himself."

"Black fans, selling your own paintings is not considered selling cultural relics, right?"

"It's outrageous too."

"It's all the old man's one-sided words. Who knows if it's true?"

"Yes, this old man really dares to say that he copied two masters who are known as "Southern Zhang and Northern Qi" in the painting world."

"Unless those foreigners are fools and blind people who buy fake paintings at high prices and even exhibit them in art galleries."

"It's really hopeless that these black fans can continue to blackmail the old man after they're like this."

"Master, I believe in you."

"Haha, I don't know if Americans will cry when they know the truth."

"It's too miserable for them, all they bought are fakes."

"..."

Although the vast majority of viewers in the live broadcast believed Xiao Chen.

But there are still a small group of black fans who are unwilling to give up and want to black all the way to the end.

It's just that no one will be easily deceived by them now.

Basically no one pays any attention to them anymore, no matter what they say, ignore them and treat them like air.

At this time.

"Old man, you are too unkind. You know it's fake, but you still sell so many calligraphy and paintings to those foreigners."

Huang Lei suddenly said to Xiao Chen, with a slightly accusatory tone.

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