The Black Card - Chapter 808

[Chapter 806 One world, one dream]

The exhibition hall was very quiet.

All the people participating in this exhibition, whether taking photos or talking, communicated in whispers, and even their steps were extremely gentle, for fear of affecting the atmosphere of the entire exhibition hall.

However, the little girl didn’t have so many worries, and her voice was the same as usual.

In fact, it is not too big, but because the exhibition hall is too quiet, you can even hear the squeaking sound of electricity behind the large screen. The little girl’s words are like a thunder, making everyone in the exhibition hall turn their heads to look. she.

The middle-aged woman felt that she and her daughter had become the focus of everyone’s attention, and she seemed a little flustered. She hurriedly said in a very low voice: “Baby, don’t talk. I taught you this at home, that is the signature and lyrics… The

little

girl frowned and shook her head vigorously and said, “I’m not talking about those things. I know all those things. What I mean is that under the ears of the portrait, there are two lines of very small words. Moreover, they are Chinese characters. It’s just Chinese characters.”

The voice was still loud.

The middle-aged woman was even more panicked. She said urgently: “Baby, don’t talk nonsense. I told you at home. This is a painting by Master Yan Liben. How could there be any writing on the ear root?” “

But there really is. , Mom, can’t you see it? There are so many people here, can’t you see it?” The girl’s voice became clearer and clearer, and was unusually sure, with deep doubts at the same time.

This doubt is for the adults participating in the exhibition.

A staff member had already walked over quickly. He whispered to the middle-aged woman: “Madam, if you still can’t take care of your child, unfortunately, I can only ask you to leave.” The

middle-aged woman glared at her daughter .

He glanced at it and said in a low voice: “No matter what, stop talking, otherwise you won’t be able to see this painting, you know? Do you know what a rare learning opportunity this is?” The little

girl pursed her lips, seemingly unhappy. , but slowly lowered his head.

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 let’s not look at it. There are really two lines of Chinese characters near the ears of that portrait. It’s just that it’s too small, so I can’t see clearly what’s written. There are absolutely no such Chinese characters in Master Yan Liben’s paintings. We must be looking at a fake. Mom, let’s go back… “

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the little girl’s words completely caused chaos in the exhibition hall.

Genichi Miyamoto was not in the exhibition hall at the moment. He was in the security room, paying close attention to the silent sirens, and monitoring all movements on site with the security director to prevent any accidents.

However, the old men who helped Miyamoto Kenichi appraise the painting, including Tanaka and Watanabe, were there. Before the exhibition, they had already announced to the media that they had participated in the appraisal of the painting and confirmed that it was There is no doubt that Yan Liben is authentic.

The little girl’s words were simply a humiliation to them.

Could it be that so many master-level experts cannot match the eyesight of a child?

Watanabe couldn’t hold himself back. He walked up directly and said to the security guard: “Please ask this lady and her daughter to leave. This is nonsense.”

Tanaka also echoed: “Today’s exhibition is for our country. How can such a grand event in the cultural world allow such wanton and troublesome people to stay here?”

Several other old men also spoke one after another, and for a while, the crowd was excited.

Seeing this, the security personnel could only whisper to the middle-aged woman: “Sorry, ma’am…” and made a gesture asking her to leave.

The middle-aged woman was so anxious that she glared at her daughter again. The little girl burst into tears. She waved her hands and said, “What I said is true. Those words are very small. Mom, you know, my eyesight is It’s very good, you can see the fine dust that you usually can’t see.”

Another security guard came forward, and the two of them clamped the middle-aged woman and tried to ask her out of the exhibition hall directly.

The middle-aged woman was a little unhappy. She looked at her daughter distressedly and said coldly to the two security personnel: “We will leave on our own without your invitation. However, my daughter’s eyesight is indeed much better than ordinary people. Maybe what she said is true. I suggest you use a high-power magnifying glass to carefully examine the ears of the portrait.” After that, she hugged the little girl and quickly left the exhibition hall.

After the mother and son left, the exhibition hall was no longer as peaceful as before. Many people began to discuss in low voices. Miyamoto Genichi naturally knew about this and immediately left the security room and hurried back to the exhibition hall.

In any case, even if it is just a child’s nonsense, it has already left a question in the minds of people participating in the exhibition. In order to prove that this painting is absolutely authentic, and to prove that the little girl is just talking nonsense, the palace Ben Xuanyi asked someone to fetch a high-power magnifying glass and walked to the booth in person, ready to take a closer look.

At this time, a reporter in the crowd said: “Mr. Miyamoto, I have no intention of questioning you. However, since some people have raised questions, I think it is better to use a high-power camera to shoot the ears of this portrait and put it on the big screen. Everyone, let’s check together.”

Miyamoto Genichi just bent down and before he could verify it, after hearing these words, 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 happens to have a high-magnification camera function. It can magnify up to sixty-four times for shooting.”

Miyamoto Kenichi saw the guests in the exhibition hall Everyone was talking about it, and he didn’t believe that a fake could hide it from himself and so many experts, so he nodded arrogantly and said, “That’s fine. That lady just now, she only has an invitation card. , I felt that I shouldn’t disappoint a child, so I let them, mother and son, come in together. Unexpectedly, this was a person who came to deliberately cause trouble. Please, lend me your camera.” After that, Miyamoto

Kenichi Get out of the way and whisper a few words to the security director who hurried over. The security director immediately ordered to go down and all the security personnel surrounded the entire booth and controlled everyone outside the encirclement.

Then, the security director personally opened the cover of the bulletproof glass, and someone had already connected the reporter’s camera to the big screen in the exhibition hall. The reporter walked forward alone, adjusted the camera, aimed it at the ears of Wang Youjun’s statue, and conducted High magnification shooting.

On the large screen in the exhibition hall, real-time images captured using 64x magnification photography technology also appeared.

For a moment, the entire exhibition hall was completely quiet, so quiet that even the rustling sound of the camera’s internal operation could be clearly heard.

Because, on the big screen, the portrait of Wang Youjun appeared a little below the ear. There were really two lines of words hidden in the brush strokes that seemed to be the outline of the face.

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

Even though it is written in simplified Chinese characters, which are quite different from the ancient Chinese characters in Japanese, these two lines of characters can be easily recognized even by Japanese people.

One world, one dream, this was the slogan of the 2008 Olympic Games in the Imperial Capital of China. During the period when the Olympic Games were held that year, the Japanese often saw these two lines of slogans.

If it were other words, it might have been left by Yan Liben himself, but with these two lines…

Miyamoto’s brain suddenly became filled with blood and he fell backwards…

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(End of chapter)