After caressing for a moment, Qin Luo picked up the paper knife and carefully cut a small cut at the end of the painting.

Serious, careful, cautious

Lin Tian has only seen this kind of appearance in the bodies of some cultural relic repairers who are over 50 years old.

However, at this moment, he actually saw the shadow of the master from Qin Luo

Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could Qin Luo be a master of cultural relic restoration? He didn't believe it even if he was killed.

Lin Tian quickly shook his head and threw the absurd idea out of his head.

"Playing tricks..." Lin Tian muttered with disdain.

Ignoring Lin Tian's taunt, Qin Luo put down his paper knife, picked up tweezers from the toolbox, gently picked up the edge of the picture, and carefully lifted it up.

Qin Luo's action is very slow, every second is like a century long.

As the painting was slowly lifted, the hearts of all the people were seized.

They know that it is now at the most critical moment, and whether there are hidden authentic works in the painting will be revealed immediately.

"Put on airs." Seeing this scene, Lin Tian spat coldly.

However, Lin Tian's eyes and people's eyes stare at Qin Luo, and his heart goes up to his throat.

The painting was pulled up a little bit, and all of a sudden, everyone's eyes suddenly widened.

In front of them, two pairs of white silk appeared. Qin Luo put down his tweezers, picked up the paper knife again, and gently scratched at the junction of Ling Zi. A pair of yellow ancient paintings lay quietly among them.

Needless to say, facts speak louder than words

At this moment, all the doubts disappeared, and everyone was stupefied.

"Help me, teacher." Li Shaolin clenched his fist heavily and quickly stepped forward to put on the handle and pulled the scroll out of the interlayer.

Yellowing paper, slightly faded paint, a heavy sense of history.

All eyes are fixed on

Peony, fan shaking maid

The real flower pinching lady!

"It turns out that this is the real picture of a lady with flowers in it..."

"There is truth in the painting. I didn't expect it was true..."

"I'm curious. How does Professor Qin know that there are authentic works hidden in it?"

“……”

After a brief silence, there was a surge of screams in the banquet hall.

To be honest, from the beginning, they questioned Qin Luo. They thought that Qin Luo could not know about painting in picture.

But now Qin Luo hit them in the face with iron facts

Angry, very angry.

Lin Tian is going crazy.

You know, this painting was brought back from abroad with a total of 8 million yuan, but Qin Luo denied it as a fake.

OK, he will accept the fake. Anyway, the 8 million yuan is nothing to him.

However, in Qin Luo's hands, the fake became real again, and what kind of picture in picture was made.

Thinking of this, Lin Tian's heart lit up a nameless fire!

He would like to tear Qin Luo apart! But he couldn't do it!

Biting his teeth, Lin Tian's attention fell on the painting again.

Beautiful peonies, beautiful ladies

Suddenly, the corner of his eye saw the inscription on the upper right corner.

Where there is a dark red seal: Ziwei.

Ziwei?

Who is this?

Never heard of it?

Seeing this, Lin Tian's heart was fixed.

This is what a little-known painter did.

Even his monuments are not worth much.