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Chapter 1117 Counterfeit (Part 2)

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    Meng Zitao found it strange, but since he had not seen the work, he was not sure of its authenticity, so he asked Guo Kaijie to take out the work.

    After a while, Guo Kaijie brought the work over. Seeing the quality of the paper used in the work, Meng Zitao was able to determine that it was a fake.

    This made Meng Zitao feel very strange. In the past, he had only seen the works of famous artists being copied, but he never thought that his own works would one day be copied.

    Therefore, he was even more curious about this calligraphy work and looked forward to its quality.

    Guo Kaijie unfolded his calligraphy, and the seven-character quatrains written in cursive were indeed written by him. The year was last June, and he had not yet appeared on the TV show at this time.

    As for the level of this calligraphy, it not only meets Meng Zitao¡¯s expectations, but is even a bit surprising.  His brushstrokes are vigorous, his lines are gentle and elegant, and his stipples are ups and downs, giving him the aura of a famous artist.

    But if you look closely, it gives Meng Zitao an awkward feeling, but you can't see anything wrong. However, in any case, this calligraphy work is remarkable. At the same time, it also makes him feel strange and even a little confused. In comparison, it is  In other words, this person¡¯s cursive calligraphy is not as good as his, but it is one of the best in the domestic cursive calligraphy circle, so why take his name?

    "Mr. Guo, how did you get this calligraphy work?"

    Guo Kaijie told Meng Zitao that he got it from an old man. The old man said that this calligraphy was given to him by his relatives in Beijing for his eightieth birthday. His only son had passed away because of inconvenience in his legs and feet. He wanted to  I went to a nursing home, but I had no money and didn't want to trouble my family, so I wanted to sell my calligraphy.

    Vendors in the antique market can recite stories like this, but they have no reference value at all.

    Meng Zitao said: "Mr. Guo, unfortunately, this calligraphy is not my work. And one thing I want to say is that under normal circumstances, my works are not sold. They are all given to relatives and friends or communicated with friends.  , there are only a handful of works that have been widely circulated. In the future, when you encounter works bearing my name, you must be more cautious."

    When it comes to his own reputation, Meng Zitao can no longer be as vague as before and state the result straightforwardly.

    Guo Kaijie was stunned. After a while, he scolded with a red face: "You are famous now, can you deny your previous works?!"

    Meng Zitao couldn't laugh or cry, and at the same time he felt that Guo Kaijie was unreasonable: "Mr. Guo, I just want to ask, why do you think so? Is there any benefit to me from doing this?"

    Guo Kaijie was stunned again. Yes, if Meng Zitao doesn't acknowledge his previous works, what good will it do to him?

    Meng Zitao continued: "This work is actually very well written. Even if I admit that it was written by me, there will be no loss for me. After all, everyone's calligraphy level has a process of improvement. It was definitely not as good as it is now.  If you write it well, you can get everyone's understanding if you tell it. But if it's not written by me, I can't just say it's me, right?"

    What Meng Zitao said is easy to understand, and Guo Kaijie couldn't refute it, but he didn't give up and said bravely: "Teacher Meng, if you say it's not your work, you have to have some proof, right?"

    Meng Zitao was a little unhappy. He didn¡¯t believe what he said. What¡¯s the point of saying more?  But when he thought about Guo Kaijie's experience, he couldn't understand it. In addition, he was very curious about the author of this calligraphy and wanted to know more about it through Guo Kaijie, so he said: "I don't write calligraphy easily. Let me ask a question.  The seal is wrong."

    With that said, Meng Zitao took out his seal from his bag and compared it with the calligraphy seal: "I have always used this seal. If you still don't believe it, then there is nothing I can do."

    Guo Kaijie sat down on the chair, his face turned a little pale. Considering that he had a heart disease, everyone was a little nervous. Fortunately, after a while, he returned to normal.

    Guo Kaijie was very angry and threatened to go to the old man to settle the score.

    Meng Zitao was afraid that something would happen to him, so he said: "Mr. Guo, you are not in good health and you should stay calm. As for the old man, tell me the information and let me find it. I also want to see who is using me  name."

    Guo Kaijie hesitated for a while and realized that it was really appropriate for Meng Zitao to find him, so he told him all the information he knew about the old man.  But it's nothing more than talking about the old man's appearance, where he met him, and so on.

    After leaving Guo Kaijie¡¯s house, the group went directly to the place where Guo Kaijie met the old man to inquire. They were lucky and soon found out about the old man from the owner of a small shop.

    The owner of the small shop knew the old man¡¯s situation very well. When Meng Zitao and the others asked about the old man¡¯s situation,?Said directly: "Have you been deceived by Old Man Hao?"

    "Are there many people who were deceived by him?" Meng Zitao was very curious.

    ¡°It¡¯s not that many, but five or six people have come to look for him in the past six months.¡± The store owner said.

    "Then how was it resolved in the end?" Xing Zhilin asked curiously.

    The store owner smiled and said, "What else can we do? Let's leave it at that. An old man in his 70s or 80s has a wife who is bedridden for a long time, and there is a little one who is studying at home. What can we do to him?"

    The three people looked at each other. They didn't expect this to be the case in the old man's house.

    Meng Zitao was curious about the origin of calligraphy, so he asked: "Then the things he used to deceive people were all bought from the antique market?"

    "How is that possible?"

    The shopkeeper waved his hand and explained: "He wants to spend every penny as two cents, so how can he go to the antique market to buy things? Those things were actually written by his son. Speaking of which, Old Man Hao's son is also a poor man, because  He was a son of old age, he was very favored when he was a child, and he didn't beat or scold him when he got into trouble, but something happened. He threw firecrackers into the methane pit, causing an explosion, causing him to lose both arms"

    Old Man Hao's son is also a very capable man. He is physically disabled but strong in spirit, but he actually practices writing with a pen in his mouth. Later, for some unknown reason, he learns calligraphy with a brush and develops good calligraphy. He usually makes a living by writing calligraphy with a brush.  .  Later he married a wife and gave birth to a son.

    Originally, Old Man Hao¡¯s son might have lived a happy life like this, but he didn¡¯t expect that his wife had a car accident the year before last. The accident was caused by a motorcycle, and the driver was also a pauper and had no money to pay compensation.

    There is no other way, the medical expenses can only be paid by the Hao family. Unfortunately, the person still cannot be saved.

    Since then, Old Man Hao¡¯s son seemed to have changed. He could not leave the house and did not know what to do at home all day long. He also fell ill and passed away more than half a year ago.

    After that, Old Man Hao would sell some calligraphy works from time to time. Not surprisingly, these were probably forgeries made before his son passed away.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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