Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

If Duanmu Baolian had a photo of a star hanging in her room, he wouldn't be surprised at all. Even if she had a photo of a fruit man hanging, Zhou Zhengguo wouldn't be surprised. Little girls, be unconventional.

However, according to his experience, this ancient painting has at least hundreds of years of history. Well, even if there are authentic works of Song Huizong and Tang Bohu hanging in Duanmu Baolian's room, Zhou Zhengguo will not be surprised. Zhou Dingru porcelain and gold wares from the Qing Dynasty can be obtained. It is no big deal to hang an authentic ancient painting in my bedroom.

However, such an ancient painting, with a fairy on it, with a flying skirt, fluttering in the wind, even though it is just a painting, it seems to be real, and there is a feeling of wind blowing through the wall.

And this fairy turned out to be Duanmu Baolian herself.

An ancient painting, a living real person.

"Baolian, did you ask someone to draw it?" Zhou Zhengguo asked, still unwilling to give up.

"Obviously not." Duanmu Baolian said, "Don't look at me like that, please. I was shocked when I saw this painting."

She could understand why Zhou Zhengguo was staring at that painting in a daze. Anyone, even someone who didn't know anything about antiques, could tell at a glance that the paper and age of that painting were not existing things, but The fairy painted on that ancient painting is obviously her own.

"Because of this, I made a wrong eye at the time, and people were fooled. I even forgot to bargain." Duanmu Baolian said.

"So, is it a coincidence?" Zhou Zhengguo asked curiously after he had come to his senses at this time.

"It should be." Duanmu Baolian said, "This may be an authentic work, so, apart from a coincidence, there is no other explanation."

"My God." Zhou Zhengguo patted himself on the head and said, "Patriarch Sanqing is here, this is too miraculous—I don't know if it's a sketch of a real person or the imagination of the painter, but it looks so similar to you. "

"The uncle who sold the paintings was shocked when he saw me." Duanmu Baolian smiled and spread his hands, "He said that I fit the image of a fairy in the minds of ancient painters."

Zhou Zhengguo looked at her, looking at the ancient painting on the wall, and said with a smile: "You look like a real one, really, I also feel that you are a bit like a little fairy."

"Master Zhou, don't keep staring at me, okay?" Duanmu Baolian said, "I'm not the monster that came out of this painting."

"Hahaha..." Zhou Zhengguo couldn't help laughing again, and he said after a while, "Of course you are not a monster, but if this painting is seen by someone with a heart and hype it up, I'm afraid that from now on, even you will be killed." Worth a hundred times."

"Don't go out and talk nonsense, no one will know." Duanmu Baolian said.

"Baolian, whose masterpiece is this painting?" Zhou Zhengguo finally asked the doubt in his heart. Judging from the style of painting, it doesn't seem like an ordinary person. Could it be the person he suspected in his heart?If it is true, this painting is accompanied by Duanmu Baolian standing together, which makes people wonder if she is a fairy who walked out of the painting.

"Maybe Wu Daozi." Duanmu Baolian said, "Specifically, if you have a chance in the future, you can ask Mr. Wu to have a look."

"Sure enough, it's Wu Daozi, the sage of painting." Zhou Zhengguo thought to himself, "The works of the sage of painting have already become famous, and one of them appeared by chance. Is there such a weird coincidence?"