Yang Bo quickly wrote out the appraisal results of the three paintings.
Wu Guoqiang was a little slower. When he wrote it down, he thought about it a lot.
Feng Yuliang took away the results of the two of them, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but take a deep look at Yang Bo.
"The results have come out, Lao Wu, how about letting Yang Bo tell him the results?" Feng Yuliang looked at Wu Guoqiang.
Wu Guoqiang frowned slightly. He was already over sixty years old and well-versed in human nature. Seeing that Feng Yuliang did not let him give the answer first, he began to think about it. He sighed lightly, but refused to give up easily, "Okay."
Yang Bo smiled, but didn¡¯t care at all. He said politely, ¡°Then I will show my shame. If there is anything inappropriate, please ask a few teachers to correct me in time.¡±
After that, Yang Bo pointed to the first painting and said: "The paper for this painting should be from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. The rice paper is old rice paper produced in Jingxian County, Hui Province. The paper is smooth and it is high-quality raw rice paper. Such good paper is not entrusted to anyone. The person who painted it should be from the Republic of China period, and his painting skills are very low. It looks like a practice painting!"
Wu Guoqiang couldn't help but look towards Yang Bo and nodded slightly. He could naturally tell the approximate age of the painting, but he could not identify the age of the work. He calmly asked Yang Bo: "How can you judge? What dynasty is the painter from?" "Look at the pen and ink!" Yang Bo said, "The ink in this painting is high-quality ink. Although it has been a hundred years, the ink has a clear and translucent luster. This is what happened after the Republic of China. The effect that can only be produced!¡±
Wu Guoqiang stared. He did not expect Yang Bo to say such a guess. He turned to look at Feng Yuliang.
Feng Yuliang was also full of surprise, nodded and said: "This painting is the work of Pu Yi."
Puyi¡¯s full name is Aixinjueluo Puyi. He was the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty. His painting skills were really average. It¡¯s no wonder that Yang Bo felt that his painting skills were an insult to the paper!
Wu Guoqiang still found it a bit unbelievable, but he was considered a free and easy person, so naturally he would not think that Feng Yuliang would favor Yang Bo, "Yang Bo, you are really disrespecting your talent by not joining the committee earlier!"
??Wu Guoqiang is admitting that his skills are inferior to others.
Yang Bo smiled and said, "You are overly complimentary."
Feng Yuliang looked at Yang Bo and appreciated it even more, "Let's comment on the next two items together!"
Yang Bo smiled and nodded, "The second painting is Zhou Xiang's freehand painting "Autumn Chrysanthemums". Mr. Zhou Xiang has learned both Chinese and Western knowledge. He initially studied ink painting, and later went to the West to study oil painting. Mr. Xu Beihong studied under Mr. Zhou Xiang. I learned oil painting. This painting is painted in a freehand style, which is very contagious!"
As he spoke, Yang Bo pointed to the upper left corner of "Autumn Chrysanthemums", "But there is a problem with this painting. It is signed by Zhou Xiang and the seal is also Zhou Xiang. If you look at the few landscape paintings by Mr. Zhou Xiang during his lifetime, you will find a characteristic. , when Mr. Zhou Xiang signed his signature, he always wrote the three dots of the character 'Xiang' vertically, but this signature, one stroke at a time, seemed a bit unusual!"
Wu Guoqiang had already identified the painting. He thought the painting was authentic. When he heard Yang Bo's words, he was stunned. Is there something wrong with the signature?
Unexpectedly, Feng Yuliang didn't wait for him to speak, and already nodded and smiled: "The appraisal is very good. We only discovered this problem recently after receiving correspondence from Mr. Zhou Xiang and Mr. Xu Beihong. This painting belongs to Mr. Xu Beihong." Ghostwriting.¡±
After saying that, Feng Yuliang looked at Wu Guoqiang with deep meaning in his eyes.
Wu Guoqiang was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but lower his head. He naturally knew what Feng Yuliang meant. He had another problem with this painting!
Wu Guoqiang couldn't help but sigh. He answered wrongly. Can you really blame him? This is simply not playing according to common sense!
What is Puyi? Is he a painter? Even the painting level of a scholar in the late Qing Dynasty must be a step higher than his! At such a level, do you dare to embarrass yourself?
There is also Mr. Zhou Xiang¡¯s work. He asked his students to write for him, but he didn¡¯t even sign it himself. How lazy is this? There was such a rule in ancient times. The teacher was famous and many people asked for paintings. It was impossible for the teacher to draw them all. , at this time, a student who has the same writing skills as him will have to ghostwrite it. In this case, it has to be signed in person!
How negligent Mr. Zhou Xiang is to do such a thing!
Wu Guoqiang couldn't help complaining for a while, then looked at Feng Yuliang, shook his head, and said nothing more.
Feng Yuliang didn't persuade him too much, and Yang Bo was here. He couldn't console him, so he could only continue to ask Yang Bo: "How about the third painting?" Yang Bo hesitated slightly and said: "The third painting is the work of Mr. Huang Binhong. I Didn¡¯t see the problem.¡±
Feng Yuliang smiled, "Take a closer look!"
Yang Bo smiled and nodded, "I didn't find it."
Feng Yuliang glanced at Wu Guoqiang, and when he saw that he had no intention of speaking, he started to laugh.
Feng Yuliang explained: "This last painting "Poetry of Songxue" was indeed done by Huang Hongbin, but the original painting was his work when he was thirty years old, and this painting was his re-creation when he was more than sixty years old. You guys I don¡¯t know, it¡¯s normal.¡±
Wu Guoqiang sighed softly and sat down, "That's it. This time I am convinced that I lost. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old. From now on, it will be the world of young people after all!"
Feng Yuliang laughed and said, "You won't be discouraged. I'm currently applying to increase the quota of a committee. It should be approved in a month or two. It's not too late to come in!"
"However, now we still welcome our new member, Yang Bo, to the meeting!"
There was warm applause at the scene, and many people looked at Yang Bo. When they saw Yang Bo for the first time, everyone thought he was too young, but after the test of the three paintings just now, Yang Bo's level has completely convinced them!
Yang Bo already has all the skills for appreciating calligraphy and painting, and is even better than many people!
"Thank you! Thank you!" Yang Bo quickly put his hands together and thanked everyone.
At noon, Yang Bo had dinner with Director Feng. Throughout the afternoon, the congratulatory calls did not stop. Even Cui Shiyuan called Yang Bo. In their minds, the identity of a member of the appraisal committee is more important than his status as a member of the appraisal committee. The current status of the Cultural Relics Bureau is much stronger!
Yang Bo quickly recovered from his joy. He was thinking about what convenience this new identity would bring to him!
Luo Yaohua had already called Yang Bo, "I just want to confirm, have you joined the committee now?"
Yang Bo responded, "Yes."
"Well, I will change the introduction on the auction house's official website right away." Luo Yaohua said.
Yang Bo was shocked, "So anxious?"
"Don't you know? This identity is really awesome!" Luo Yaohua said.
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