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Chapter 618 The truth is too magical

At this moment, everyone in the auditorium, including Pan Chunmei herself, seemed to have accepted the fact that "Lone Shadow" was suspected of plagiarism.

After all, this is ironclad evidence that no one can disbelieve.

Seeing how everyone had accepted the facts, Zeng Lei and Yan Zhengsong looked at each other, and a hint of pride suddenly appeared on their lips.

They can really hide everything and deceive everyone. They are really fucking geniuses!

However, before they could get happy, they heard Chen Dong suddenly say: "So what if it hangs in the art gallery? Who can guarantee that it was not your work that plagiarized "Lone Shadow"?"

When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter.

Zeng Lei, Yan Zhengsong and the others also laughed out loud.

Yan Yueke said even more disdainfully: "A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin, and he really has no knowledge!"

"Do you know where the Prado Museum is? It is a famous museum in Spain. The art works in it are all cultural relics from various eras and countries!"

"The age of the cultural relics there is at least a few hundred years, and at most a thousand years!"

"How dare you say that others have plagiarized your works? Why didn't you say that even the works of masters such as Van Gogh and Picasso were plagiarized from you?"

"It's so funny! Hahahaha..."

Everyone present shook their heads helplessly and smiled bitterly, feeling that it was indeed as Yan Yueke said, the man in front of him was so ignorant that he was simply making people laugh.

But at this time, I heard Chen Dong say leisurely: "A few hundred years at a minimum, a few thousand years at the most? Really? How did I hear that starting four years ago, the Prado Art Museum was short of funds due to poor management?

, so why not open a small exhibition hall inside the art museum specifically for private works exhibition?"

As soon as these words came out, the originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet.

One of the top ten art museums in the world is actually poorly operated and can even hold private exhibitions?

This... are you kidding? Why have they never heard of it?!

Zhai Baishi and the others also looked surprised. This was the first time they had heard of such a thing.

"Young man, are you telling the truth? Is this really the case?"

Chen Dong nodded, "It's absolutely true. If you don't believe it, you can consult me ​​next time you have a chance to go to the Prado Museum."

In fact, the reason why Chen Dong knew this was purely accidental.

Back then, when he was still the young man of a wealthy family, someone had contacted him and asked him if he wanted to do some art or something to add some gold to his life resume.

For example, go to the Golden Hall in Vienna for a concert, go to the Sydney Opera House to perform an opera, or put your paintings on display in the same museum as those of world-renowned artists...

These things, no matter which one they are, are as difficult as climbing to the sky for ordinary people, and can even be said to have a sacred feeling.

However, for rich people, especially super rich people like Chen Dong, it is as easy as drinking water and eating.

Just like those world-famous schools, ordinary people may not be able to pass the exam after working hard for more than ten years, but the children of the top wealthy people can be admitted directly by donating laboratories and other means!

It's unfair and cruel, but this is reality!

And Chen Dong remembered very clearly that what the matchmaker mentioned at the beginning was the Prado Museum in Spain.

Of course, such news is something that cannot be put on the table after all. It will definitely not be announced to the outside world. It will only be spread by word of mouth or known to interested people.

Old artists such as Zhai Baishi and Zhang Lingzhi naturally do not need these honors to gild themselves. It is normal to not know the secrets involved.

At this time, after learning the news from Chen Dong, Zhai Baishi's face suddenly darkened. He looked at Zeng Lei and asked in a stern voice: "Is what he said true? This painting you took is true.

Was it exhibited in that private exhibition hall?"

"This..." Zeng Lei was speechless for a moment, "I'm not very clear about this either..."

In fact, Zeng Lei naturally knew it very well!

This painting was indeed taken in the private exhibition hall of the Prado Museum!

Originally, this was a perfect plan. No one would have thought that one of the top ten art galleries in the world, a famous museum in Spain, would allow private works to be exhibited, and no one would question the authority of this painting.

But Zeng Lei never expected that this ordinary-looking country boy in shabby clothes would know such a secret!

Later, Zeng Lei argued adamantly: "Actually, whether "Lone Shadow" is plagiarized or not has little to do with where the work is exhibited."

"I saw this painting two years ago. But "Lone Shadow" was created only recently."

"The date of "Lone Shadow" is obviously after this exhibit, so it is obvious that "Lone Shadow" could only have been plagiarized by someone else!"

When everyone heard this, they were all a little confused.

The reversals were happening one after another, and they didn't know who to believe for a while.

At this time, Chen Dong sneered, "You really don't shed tears until you see the coffin, and you still dare to be so harsh now!"

"To tell you the truth, I just called the Prado Museum and asked them about the exhibition time of the painting you provided."

"The answer they gave was that this work was just hung up last night!"

"Excuse me, how did you see the painting that was hung up last night two years ago?"

"This..." Zeng Lei looked confused, feeling as if he had been caught and raped in bed, and was completely stunned.

Everyone at the scene became noisy again.

Sure enough, the reversal has come again!

Zhai Baishi and the others finally realized something was wrong, and they all looked at Zeng Lei and asked coldly: "Tell me, what is going on?"

Zeng Lei hesitated, "This... this... maybe I remembered it wrong..."

"Remember wrong? You think we are all fools, don't you?" Zhai Baishi looked gloomy.

Even the surrounding audience felt that Zeng Lei's words were completely unconvincing at this moment.

Chen Dong also smiled lightly, "I don't think it's that simple, right? You know, there is a time difference between Spain and us."

"It's ten o'clock in the morning in Dragon Kingdom, and it should be three or four in the morning in Spain."

"The photo you just had was taken at the scene, right? It seems you are very familiar with the people there. At three or four in the morning, you were able to ask the staff to take pictures for you?"

"I guess you are their honored guest, right?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was instantly awakened.

The meaning of Chen Dong's words was already obvious. Zeng Lei had dealings with that private exhibition hall. Otherwise, how could they be so obedient to him!

If this is the case, doesn't it mean that the work similar to "Lone Shadow" was most likely hung up after Zeng Lei had someone paint it???
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