"I can't be wrong!" Another expert rushed to say, "I have studied ancient calligraphy and painting for many years. This style and this willful brushstroke are definitely Gu Xi's character."

"Then..." An Ziyi still looked calm and gentle, "In a few families, how much is this painting worth now?"

"In my opinion, it will cost at least 80 million. If it is an auction, it is not impossible to break 100 million."

One of her paintings has exceeded 100 million?

If she took out all the calligraphy and paintings in the secret room and sold them, wouldn’t she be rich enough to rival a country?

He stretched out his fingers and hooked his sunglasses down, and Gu Xi looked at the painting carefully.

This painting looks very similar to her style, but if you look closely, you can still see a bit of clumsy and lack of spirituality.

His eyes fell on the words "It's ugly winter moon" in the painting, and Gu Xi laughed silently.

hehe!

She dares to use her name so much, so she cannot let such a person ruin her reputation.

"This painting is a fake."

In a word, everyone's eyes moved.

Seeing Gu Xi wearing a T-shirt and jeans and a mask in front of him, An Ziyi narrowed her eyes contemptuously, and her face was silent.

Without her speaking, there will naturally be some people questioning it.

"Little girl, you can't say this." The expert holding a magnifying glass pointed at the painting, "Look at this picture of a horse, the pen tip is sharp, it seems casual but exudes a grand atmosphere, and it has a very carefree character."

"Yes, when we bought this painting, we used instruments to identify it." The assistant standing behind An Ziyi also spoke, "Paper is old paper, and mo is also old mo, and the time is definitely more than a thousand years."

"There are not a thousand ancient paintings I have seen, and there are eight hundred, and I have never misunderstood them." Another old expert pushed the reading glasses, his tone full of contempt. "This painting cannot be fake. Young people should not pretend to understand."

don't know?

Gu Xi took a step forward and stood out of the crowd.

"No one in this world knows Gu Xiu better than me!"

"Haha, what a big tone." The old expert wearing glasses pushed the glasses, "Then you tell me, why is this painting a fake?"

Gu Xi stepped onto the appraisal platform and walked to the painting.

"Yes, this painting looks very similar to me... Cough... Gu Xi's paintings, whether they are written or have a charm of Gu Xi, but..." Gu Xixiang raised his chin, "Please see, 'It's already ugly and the winter moon', the year of the eighties should be the 49th year of the Great Chu. That year, the barbarians in the northwest were in great trouble. In October, Gu Xi personally led his troops to attack. Jun Heng, the general of the National Pillar, died in order to protect her, and that day happened to be the first day of the winter moon."

Thinking of the past, Gu Xi felt another suffocation of pain in his chest.

"Do you think she was in the mood to draw such a unrestrained and cheerful galloping horse at that time?!"

"It was not written on the painting. It was painted on the first day of the New Year. Maybe it was the end of the month?"

"You are not Gu Xi himself, how do you know that she is not in a good mood?"

"That's right, it's just a general who died..."

Before the appraiser finished speaking, Gu Xi had already grabbed the collar of his clothes.

The girl's eyes were red and her voice was stern.

"What did you say?"

A general...

That's it?!

In the battle of Xuzhou City, Jun Heng turned the tide with his own efforts and saved hundreds of thousands of people in Beicheng.

Yu Guo, he is the minister of the national pillar.

To her, he is a crucial person.

The other party dared to say "just a general"?!

Gu Chao bought ice cream and saw no one, so he came all the way.

"sister!"

Seeing Gu Chao on the stage, he squeezed through the crowd with all his might.

Hearing Gu Chao's voice, Gu Xi came to his senses and let go of the finger that grabbed the other person.
Chapter completed!