Chapter 15: Clearing the fog and revealing the truth

As Su Yuan slowly and carefully inserted the blade of the paper cutter into the ancient paintings, everyone was stunned by his actions.

"What is he doing?"

"Is he going to destroy the painting?"

"No, he just said he wanted to send this painting to the Chinese collection, how could he destroy it?"

"I can't understand, I really can't understand!"

"This anchor's behavior is really hard to guess!"

At this time, the two hosts hurried over:

"Appraiser Su Yuan, since you want to send this painting to the Chinese collection, why do you want to destroy it?"

"Brother Su Yuan, if you blur this painting, you will be responsible for the losses caused by it!"

Su Yuan raised his head and smiled at them:
"Don't worry, I know exactly what I'm doing and I won't destroy it!"

Hearing him say this, the two hosts felt helpless.

After all, Su Yuan has only decided to submit the painting to the Chinese collection, but has not yet handed it over to the national treasure-level appraisal master and the organizer.

Therefore, no matter what Su Yuan does at this moment, he cannot be stopped!
At most, he will have to bear the losses caused by this himself!
Beside him, Zixuan couldn't help but look puzzled:
"Brother, what exactly are you trying to do? I really don't understand!"

Su Yuan smiled faintly and said nothing more. Instead, he continued to use the paper cutter to gently cut the edge of the drawing paper in the middle.

His movements were slow and careful, and it took him more than ten minutes to cut a crack along the edge of the painting.

The host, Zixuan and the Tibetan friend next to him watched his actions but did not stop him.

The collector did so because he had already signed an agreement and promised Su Yuan, and the value of the painting was not high.

Zixuan and the host just couldn't understand it.

All the viewers in the live broadcast room were watching in confusion.

Soon, after Su Yuan cut a slit on the edge of the canvas, he put down the paper cutter, gently pinched the top layer of drawing paper with his right thumb and index finger, and then carefully peeled it off...

laugh……

A slight sound came from between the drawing paper!

Soon, a picture hidden in the fake painting appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone was stunned by this scene!

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at the painting in Su Yuan's hand.

This is an ancient painting that is less than two feet wide and only three feet long.

The painting shows a sturdy and twisted dead tree with a goshawk perched on a broken branch. Although the brushstrokes are sparse, an air of arrogance, pride and cynicism seems to come to the face.

"This is……"

Zixuan was stunned, his eyes widened, and his breathing seemed to stop:
“This is an authentic work of Bada Shanren!”

"Oh my god! There is another painting hidden in this painting!"

The Tibetan friend was also stunned.

He didn't expect that the only painting left in his home, which everyone thought was fake at first glance, was actually an authentic work secretly hidden by his ancestors!
The world is going through so many ups and downs so quickly that it’s almost hard for him to bear it!
The two hosts were also stunned by this scene:
"There is such an operation!"

"It's incredible that someone would hide an authentic painting inside a fake one, and that someone could actually tell the difference!"

"Oh my god, I've never seen this before!"

Many people around also opened their mouths and eyes wide:
"This is actually an authentic work by Bada Shanren Zhu Da!"

"Oh my god, how did Brother Su figure it out!" "It's amazing! Everyone can tell it's fake at first glance, but Brother Su can actually see the real thing hidden inside!"

In the live broadcast room, all the audience couldn't believe their eyes.

"The anchor was actually right..."

"Oh my god, I was just making fun of the anchor, but it turns out I was the one who was blinded!"

“No wonder the host insisted on sending this painting to the Chinese collection!”

"Let alone entering the Huaxia Collection, even if it enters the Sotheby's auction house, the value of this painting is enough!"

"It turns out that we are the joke..."

On this side, Su Yuan seemed to be deaf to everyone's exclamations and discussions, and his eyes fell on the painting with joy.

A text appeared before his eyes:
[Item name: Authentic work by Bada Shanren from the late Ming Dynasty: Eagle Standing on a Dead Tree! ]

【Quality: Ancient painting! 】

[Historical value: extremely high! ]

[Cultural relic assessment: rare! ]

[Source: Works by Zhu Da, a painter from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties! ]

[Item value: about 2500 million yuan! ]

As these lines of text appeared, a clear prompt sounded in Su Yuan's mind:

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have successfully identified a rare artifact!"

"Congratulations to the host for receiving the random appraisal reward: 500,000 yuan!"

As the notification sounded, a cell phone message ringtone also reached Su Yuan's ears.

I picked up my phone and saw a bank message:
"Dear VIP user, your XX Bank account with the last number XXXX has received a remittance of 50 yuan!"

Seeing this message, Su Yuan couldn't help but feel happy and a surprised smile appeared on his face.

The system's rewards come so quickly!
In just one minute, he earned another half a million!
At the same time, many viewers who heard the news also flocked into Su Yuan’s live broadcast room.

"I came here to see this authentic work of Bada Shanren!"

"Who is this person who could find an authentic work of Bada Shanren in a fake painting?"

"I've never seen anything like this before. This is the first time I've seen a real painting hidden inside a fake one!"

"The host is amazing. He can even see something like this!"

"Can the host's eyes see through things?"

"This is amazing. Just now she was able to tell that the porcelain was old and new, and now she can spot a real painting among the fake ones. Is the anchor really only in his early twenties?"

Seeing the comments in the live broadcast room, Su Yuan picked up the original painting by Bada Shanren and showed it to the camera:
"The reason why this painting is hidden inside the fake one is because of a special period in history. It may be that the collector's parents did this on purpose to prevent the real painting from being stolen!"

"From the appraisal, this painting is an authentic work of Bada Shanren Zhu Da!"

After saying this, he smiled at the Tibetan friend who was still in shock and said:
"Congratulations, fellow collector. Your ancestors' efforts to preserve it have not been in vain!"

Hearing his words, the Tibetan friend couldn't help crying with joy. He stretched out his two hands and held Su Ya's tightly together, shaking them vigorously to express his joy and excitement:
"Thank you, Brother Su!"

At this time, more and more people came to the live broadcast room, and soon the number of people in Su Yuan’s live broadcast room exceeded 500,000!
"Congratulations to the host for breaking through 500,000 popularity in the live broadcast room and gaining 200,000 points!"

"System Mall is now open!"

(End of this chapter)