Chapter 1345 Fakes

As a scholar with a system, Qin Luo's other disciplines will naturally not be too low.

Although Qin Luo is not considered a master of history, he can be regarded as a small achievement.

Qin Luo still had some knowledge of some superficial identification knowledge of calligraphy and painting in the Tang Dynasty.

"Uh……"

Li Shaolin opened his mouth, but in the end he was unable to speak.

For his "alien" teacher, he really had nothing to say.

My "alien" teacher...

Thinking about it, Li Shaolin couldn't help but tremble...

Out of trust in Qin Luo, Li Shaolin shook his head under everyone's gaze, and said coldly, "I quit the auction for this picture of a lady pinching flowers."

As he said that, his eyes turned to Lin Tian: "And Lin Tian, ​​you are getting worse and worse now, and you even used a fake to fool everyone."

Fake... Fake?

A thousand layers of waves were aroused for a while, and Li Shaolin's words swept the entire venue in an instant.

Everyone who heard the sound widened their eyes.

Fake?

The picture of the lady pinching flowers in front of you turned out to be a fake?

How is this possible!

"Li Shao, are you kidding me?"

"We still know Lin Tian's character, how could he fool us with fakes?"

"Shaolin, you're making a big joke here..."

"..."

In an instant, doubts arose...

In the voice of doubt, Lin Tian opened his mouth, his face was gloomy and watery, his eyes were ice-cold, and his eyes were staring at Li Shaolin: "Li Shaolin, I know that you usually have little pocket money, if you can't afford it, don't shoot, no one will say something to you."

"But now you actually say that this painting of mine that I bought at a huge price is a fake, what is your intention?" Lin Tian squinted and stared at Li Shaolin.

Careful?

You may not believe it if you say it, but I have no heart...

Of course, after thinking about it, Li Shaolin did not say that.

Because no one will believe it.

"Real can't be fake, fake can't be real..." After saying that, Li Shaolin's eyes turned to Qin Luo: "Mr. Qin, please explain to them."

Teacher Qin?

Lin Tian's eyes turned to Qin Luo.

"What? He's an appraiser?" Lin Tian said jokingly with a hook on his mouth.

Steadfast master?

Sorry, that's just one of my identities.

Qin Luo took a step forward, smiled slightly, and said loudly: "My name is Qin Luo, Qin of Emperor Qin Hanwu, Luo of Luoshui, I am a scholar."

Qin Luo? Qin Luo!

This sentence was like a thunderclap on the ground, causing Lin Tian's mind to buzz.

No wonder he felt familiar when he saw Qin Luo, so he was Qin Luo.

Forcefully suppressing the surprise in his heart, Lin Tian regained his composure.

Qin Luo, a candidate for the three top awards of the Fields, Nobel and Turing Awards, has indeed achieved outstanding academic achievements, but now it is Jianbao. Qin Luo's academic achievements have nothing to do with Jianbao.

To truly become a treasure appraiser, you need not only a wealth of knowledge accumulation, but also a wealth of professional experience.

It can be as short as ten years and as long as twenty years. Only by staying in the antiques for a long time can you develop a pair of piercing eyes.

But what about Qin Luo?

Even if he started learning from his mother's womb, it was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he had no chance to become a treasure appraiser.

Mostly nonsense...

Thinking of this, Lin Tian's face was filled with a bright smile.