The proud daughter of the reborn space

Chapter 154 Picture in Picture

I didn't notice the quarrel they were having. I turned my eyes slightly and looked at the other collections. I have to say that these old men have some skills. Except for the pastel deer head statue, which was a fake, I didn't see any more fakes. And , it didn’t matter, she actually found something interesting in a painting brought by Professor Fang.

She got up and came to the painting, opened it carefully, and looked at it again with her spiritual eyes. After confirming that she had seen it correctly, she used her past eyes to check the origin of the painting.

In the picture, a middle-aged man dressed in the Republic of China period carefully covered one painting on top of another, carefully and carefully hiding the other painting. Since then, the painting has been carefully collected by the family. At home, it was not discovered until recently by descendants.

Painting within a painting, this is the legendary painting within a painting. Unexpectedly, she came to a private collection exchange meeting and had the opportunity to see a painting within a painting. The reason why she discovered that there was a universe in this painting was because of the There was no spiritual energy, but there was a very strong spiritual energy inside. This made her feel very conflicted, so she came over and took it in her hand to check again.

She didn't know how valuable the paintings inside were, but she knew that a painting with such a rich aura must have gone through a long history. And looking at the way the man carefully hid it in the picture, she was afraid that the painting had a different origin. Extraordinary.

Professor Fang turned around and saw her looking at the paintings he had brought. He smiled and stepped forward and said, "Does the little girl like calligraphy and painting? This is a painting from the Republic of China. The author is not famous and the value is not high, but it is better than painting. The artist has good painting skills and has some collection value."

"Professor Fang, why did you bring this painting here?" Hua Shu found it strange. People who came to the collection exchange meeting all chose high-value or rare things. It was nothing for Professor Fang to bring a century-old ginseng, but he brought A painting from the Republic of China period that has little collection value is not suitable no matter how you look at it.

"Haha, this painting is just to make up the numbers. I haven't bought any antiques recently. I happened to meet a young man near the antique market and injured an old man. The old man refused and demanded compensation. The young man didn't bring enough money. , I wanted to exchange the painting in my hand for 200 yuan. I thought I was short of a collection anyway, so I spent 200 yuan to buy it from him." Professor Fang said with a kind look and a smile.

Hua Shu just saw how the painting came into the hands of Professor Fang. The descendants of the person who collected the painting wanted to sell it. As a result, the people in the antique shop saw that it was a painting from the Republic of China, which was not valuable at all, or they were unwilling to accept it. , or only gave him a dozen or 20 yuan, and the young man had no choice but to take the painting back. Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the antique street, he met an old man who touched porcelain.

The old man was old, sitting on the ground shouting and making trouble, and surrounded by a group of people pointing and pointing. The young man had no choice but to admit his misfortune and pay compensation. Then, as Professor Fang said, in order to collect money, the young man would The painting was sold to Professor Fang for 200 yuan.

Hua Shu smiled lightly, spread the painting flat on the table, and said, "Professor Fang's good intentions are rewarded!"

"How do you say this?" Professor Fang looked at her strangely, not understanding what the little girl meant by suddenly saying such a thing.

"This is a painting within a painting." Hua Shu did not hide anything and pointed at the painting on the table seriously. "Please carefully touch the position near the edge. Although it is not obvious, there should be something different."

Hearing this, although Professor Fang didn't believe it, he still carefully rubbed the place she pointed at a few times, but then his eyes widened in shock.

"Really! There is a concave and convex feeling here, and it seems that the edge is a little thinner. Is this really a picture within a picture?" Professor Fang exclaimed, changing his calm image.

As soon as these words came out, the attention of the group of old men was attracted, and they gathered around and asked all kinds of questions.

"What I just said was picture-in-picture? Did I hear it correctly?"

"A painting within a painting? Where is it? Is it inside this painting from the Republic of China period?"

"Is it really a picture within a picture? Isn't it a mistake?" "Yes, yes, if it is a mistake, wouldn't the joy be in vain? Let's take a look and talk about it."

Then, a group of old men gathered around the painting, lining up to look at it carefully one by one, and touching it carefully. Needless to say, the result was that the subtle differences in thickness and thickness could withstand careful scrutiny. Soon everyone was sure that there was indeed something hidden in this painting.

Now that it was confirmed, it was the turn of the people with mounting skills to take action. As the discoverer, Hua Shu quietly withdrew from the crowd and sat back to her original position when no one noticed her. I went to drink tea to hide away.

There was nothing she could do. The enthusiasm of these old men for antiques was too terrifying. She couldn't resist it, so she had to retreat first. Now she just hoped that no one would think of her.

Everyone was staring eagerly at an old man unveiling a painting, wanting to see the true face hidden behind the painting, but they really didn't notice Hua Shu.

After a while, after some careful work of uncovering the paintings, the paintings inside finally revealed their true colors in Mount Lu.

After the true appearance of the picture-in-picture was revealed, the place fell into silence, as if the pause button had been pressed. Everyone stared at the painting with bated breath.

"This... this is Guanyin, the Guanyin of the painting saint Wu Daozi!" The old man who unveiled the painting screamed, finally breaking the strange silence.

The old man was so excited that after shouting one sentence, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

The people next to him hurriedly helped him, and because of this, everyone who was stunned finally came to their senses.

"Oh my God! It turns out to be the original Guanyin by Wu Daozi that has been lost for a long time. This is a discovery that shocks the world!"

"I thought the original work had been lost long ago, but I didn't expect to see it here today."

Among the various exclamations, a more rational voice also appeared, "Quick! Check to see if it is the original work of Wu Daozi. Don't make a mistake and end up having nothing but joy."

The old man who unveiled the painting had gradually recovered at this moment, his body was trembling slightly, his face was flushed with excitement, and he said in a trembling voice: "It's an authentic work. I just looked at it carefully. It's the authentic work of Wu Daozi." .”

Afterwards, there was naturally another burst of exclamations and admirations. Hua Shu was not very interested in this. After knowing the origin of the painting, she stopped paying attention to it. Instead, she came to the floor-to-ceiling window to admire it. It became the garden of my hometown.

This garden does not seem to have been carefully arranged, and everything is random. However, whether it is plants or flowers, it is a little less craftsmanship than those carefully arranged gardens. It makes people feel natural and pleasing to the eye, and the mood is also happy. stand up.

(End of this chapter)