Chapter 875
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"That's right. How can we say that Shi Jin's painting is fake just because of a one-sided statement?"
Everyone was discussing among themselves. Shangguan Yinyin said, "We're not saying that Shi Jin's painting is fake. But Mr. Lin has kept this painting for many years. He likes to collect all kinds of things, and many of his collections have been certified by museums. Logically speaking, Mr. Lin's painting can't be fake. "
She kept saying that Lin Yao's painting was not fake, so the fake painting must be Shi Jin.
How could anyone not understand what she was implying?
Lin Yao put his hands behind his back and looked a little arrogant.
Shi Jin said calmly, "Mr. Lin, when we were filming the variety show together, I said that 'Ink Bamboo' was a fake. I didn't expect Mr. Lin to keep it."
Hearing her words, everyone remembered that when they were filming the variety show, Shi Jin had said that the painting was a fake at first glance.
At that time, there was a hot search on Weibo saying that Shi Jin hated the rich.
However, many things happened later and this matter was covered up. Shi Jin's family was not as bad as people said, so no one cared about the painting anymore.
Now that the old story was brought up again, it was as if the same scene had happened again.
Lin Yao's dissatisfaction with Shi Jin stemmed from her overly straightforward attitude during the variety show.
Hearing her mention it again, he said, "Yeah, why can't I keep it? Really not keeping it, but keeping a fake one? "
For a moment, swords were drawn.
Everyone could see his hostility, and the voices of discussion were suppressed to an extremely low level.
Shangguan Yinyin tried to smooth things over. "Mr. Lin, don't be angry. After all, Shi Jin is young and doesn't know as much about paintings as you do. It's inevitable that she will make mistakes. This is not a big deal. Even if it's not authentic, Shi Jin has kept it for such a long time, so it must be valuable. This won't prevent you from auctioning these two paintings. "
Her words were nice, but her intention was to trample on Shi Jin.
Shi Jin was supposed to be the one to say this to Lin Yao. Hearing this, she felt extremely amused. She curled her lips and said, "In that case, I see that there are a few connoisseurs here today. Why don't we ask for their opinions?"
Seeing that she was still unwilling to give up, Lin Yao immediately went to invite the connoisseurs over.
These people were all highly respected and famous experts. They had excellent taste in paintings.
They were invited over to study Shi Jin's painting.
Lin Yao didn't even bring his painting over.
As far as he was concerned, as long as he could prove that Shi Jin's painting was fake, then his painting could only be real.
After everyone gathered around and appraised it for a long time, one of them with white hair said, "This is real."
The others nodded and said, "In my opinion, this is indeed Qing Ming's work."
Lin Yao was infuriated. "Did you see it clearly?"
"Yes, we saw it clearly. Qing Ming is a modern artist, not a person who lived a long time ago. We can still tell this clearly."
Seeing that Lin Yao and Shangguan Yinyin didn't believe him, the old man with white hair said, "I happen to have Qing Ming's phone number. I'll call her right now. Then we'll know who has this painting."
He was a connoisseur and an expert in this field. It was not strange that he had Qing Ming's phone number.
He dialed the number immediately. After a while, he put down the phone and said, "Qing Ming has confirmed that the painting is in Shi Jin's hands."
Lin Yao's expression changed greatly.
If he could still defend himself before, now that the evidence was conclusive, there was nothing he could say.
The other onlookers were obviously convinced by the old man's words.
Lin Yao remembered that when this painting was in Shi Xuexin's hands, Shi Jin had said that it was fake when he saw it for the first time.
Later, Shi Xuexin gave the painting to him, and he regarded it as a treasure.
However, now that he thought about all the things that had happened to Shi Xuexin, she had been slapped in the face in all kinds of ways. She had disappeared long ago, as if she had never existed in this world.
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