Chapter 808： One world, one dream

The exhibition hall is very quiet.

All the people who participated in this exhibition, whether taking pictures or talking, communicated in a whispered way, even the pace was particularly gentle, for fear of affecting the atmosphere in the entire exhibition hall.

However, the little girl didn't have that much anxiety, and she spoke in the same voice as usual.

In fact, it's not too big, but because the exhibition hall is too quiet, you can even hear the squeaking sound of the current behind the large screen. The word of the little girl is like a thunder, so that everyone in the exhibition hall turned their heads and looked she was.

The middle-aged woman felt that she and her daughter had become the focus of everyone's attention, and seemed a little flustered, and hurriedly said in a very low voice: "Don't talk, baby, this I taught you at home, that's the style and the phrase ... "

The little girl frowned and shook her head vigorously, and said, "I'm not the ones I said, those I know, I mean, there are two very small lines of words under the ears of that portrait. And, it's Chinese characters, that is, Chinese character."

The sound is still loud.

The middle-aged woman was even more flustered. She said eagerly: "Don't tell the truth, baby, I told you at home. This is a painting by Master Yan Liben. How can there be any writing on the ear?"

"But it does, mother, don't you see it? So many people here can't see it?" The girl's voice became clearer and more resolute, with deep doubts at the same time. This doubt is for these adults who participated in the exhibition.

Already a staff member came quickly, and he whispered to the middle-aged woman, "Ma'am, if you haven't managed your child yet, I'm sorry I can only ask you to leave."

The middle-aged woman glared at her daughter and whispered, "Don't talk anymore, otherwise you won't be able to see this picture, you know? What a rare learning opportunity you know?"

The little girl pursed her lips, seemed unhappy, but lowered her head slowly.

Everyone thought the little girl had given up, but unexpectedly, the next moment, the little girl raised her head again and said with bright eyes: "Then we don't look at it, there are really two lines of Chinese characters near the ear of that portrait. It ’s just too small, and I do n’t know exactly what was written. Master Yan Liben ’s paintings will never have such Chinese characters. We must be looking at a fake. Mom, let ’s go back ... "

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the words of the little girl completely messed up the exhibition hall.

At the moment, Miyamoto is not in the exhibition hall. In the security room, he is closely watching the silent alarms, and he is monitoring all the movements on the scene with the security director to prevent any accidents.

However, the old men who helped Hyunichi Miyamoto identify the painting, including Tanaka and Watanabe, were also there. Before the exhibition, they had announced to the media that they had participated in the identification of the painting and confirmed that it was Yan Liben's true story is undoubted. The words of the little girl are simply an insult to them.

Can so many experts at the master level be better than the eyesight of a child?

Watanabe couldn't hold his breath. He walked forward and said to the security officer, "Please ask this lady and her daughter to leave. It's just nonsense."

Tanaka also echoed: "Today's exhibition is a grand event in China's cultural world. How can such a troublemaker be allowed to stay here?"

Several other old men also spoke one after another.

When the security personnel saw this, they had to whisper to the middle-aged woman, "Sorry, madam ..." He made a gesture to ask him to leave.

The middle-aged woman was anxious, and glared at her daughter again. The little girl cried out wow. She waved her hands and said, "I'm telling the truth, those words are very small, mom you know, my vision It's very good, you can see the fine dust you usually can't see. "

Another security officer came forward, and the two caught the middle-aged woman and tried to invite her out of the exhibition hall directly.

The middle-aged woman was a little upset. She looked at her daughter with distress, and said coldly to the two security personnel, "We will leave ourselves without you. But my daughter's vision is much better than ordinary people. Maybe, what she said is true. I suggest that you better look at the ears of the portrait carefully with a high-power magnifying glass. "Then, she hugged the little girl and quickly left the exhibition hall.

The mother and son were gone, but the calmness in the exhibition hall was no longer there. Many people began to whisper. Miyamoto Genichi naturally knew this, and immediately left the security room and hurriedly returned to the exhibition hall.

Anyway, even if it is just a child's nonsense, it has left a doubt in the hearts of those who participated in the exhibition on the spot, in order to prove that the painting is absolutely true, and to prove that the little girl is just talking nonsense, palace Ben Xuanyi had a high magnifying glass and walked to the booth in person to get a glimpse.

At this time, a reporter in the crowd said, "Mr. Miyamoto, I have no intention to question any of you, but since some people have questioned, I think it is better to shoot the ears of this portrait with a high-power camera, put it on the big screen, Everyone check it together. "

Miyamoto Genichi has just bent down and hasn't had time to verify it. Hearing this sentence, he straightened up, slowly turned his head, and glanced at the reporter.

"I'm sorry, I just want to prove it for Mr. Miyamoto. The camera I brought just happens to have a high-power camera function, and it can be shot up to 64 times."

At the first sight of the guests in the exhibition hall, Miyamoto Xu didn't believe that a fake could hide the eyes of himself and so many experts, and nodded proudly, saying, "That's fine. Just now. Ladies, she only has an invitation card. I didn't think it should disappoint a child to let their mother and son come in together. Unexpectedly, this is a person who deliberately makes trouble. Please, use your camera. . "

Having said that, Miyamoto gave way, and whispered to the security director who hurried in, and the security director immediately ordered to go down. All security personnel surrounded the entire booth and controlled everyone outside the encirclement. .

Then, the security officer opened the cover of the bulletproof glass in person. Someone had already connected the reporter's camera to the large screen in the exhibition hall. The reporter went up alone, adjusted the camera, and aimed at the base of the image of Wang Youjun. Shot at high magnification.

On the big screen in the exhibition hall ~ www.novelhall.com ~, there was also a real-time picture shot with 64 times magnification photography technology.

For a moment, the entire exhibition hall was completely quiet, so quiet that the rustling sound of the camera's internal operation was clear and audible.

Because, on the big screen, Wang Youjun appears a little bit below the ear, and the strokes that seem to be the outline of the face really hide two lines of characters.

And, as the little girl said, it was two lines of Chinese characters.

Even if the simplified characters are written, they are quite different from the old-fashioned characters in Japanese Kanji, but these two lines can be easily recognized even by Japanese.

The same world, the same dream, this is the propaganda slogan of the 2008 Chinese Imperial City Olympic Games. During the period when the Olympic Games was held, the Japanese did not see these two slogans.

If it is another text, it may still be left by Yan Liben himself, but such two lines ...

Suddenly Miyamoto's brain was congested, and she fell backwards ...