At the beginning, he crossed over to become the cannon fodder villain's father

As time passed bit by bit, Zhao Chengfeng gradually lost confidence in the things brought up.

He just wants this show to end soon.

If it wasn't for being able to get those projects released by the state, he wouldn't have come to participate. It was simply making fun of himself.

It was afternoon in a blink of an eye, and Zhao Chengfeng didn't see an antique worthy of his appreciation. Fortunately, the show was coming to an end, and there were not many things left, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

And at this moment, a middle-aged man came up with a painting.

"Hello, two experts. What I brought today is a landscape painting. It is an authentic work by a famous painter 600 years ago. I bring it here today and ask the two experts to take a look!"

Then, the middle-aged man opened the painting.

Zhao Chengfeng couldn't help but casually glanced at the painting. It looked very simple and there were many traces of erosion on it. It was indeed an ancient painting.

But the next second, he was shocked.

Because this painting is not only as simple as it looks on the surface.

It seems that this is a landscape painting, but in fact this painting has two layers, and inside is a figure painting.

Because he has the eyes of truth, he can see clearly.

Moreover, perhaps because of the age, the first layer of this double-layer painting has already peeled off a little, and the real face of the second layer inside is about to be revealed.

This is really a good thing.

"Sir, can you bring it here for me to have a look?" Zhao Chengfeng became interested and said to the middle-aged man.

"of course can!"

The middle-aged man brought the painting over.

Zhao Chengfeng began to watch carefully, and found that the artist of this painting was very skilled in painting, and the landscape on it was very artistic.

And through the perspective eye, he can also see that the figure on the second floor is a woman holding a pipa, which is lifelike, pretty and moving.

"Not bad!"

"Sir, your painting is a genuine one, and it is the best treasure I have seen today. Congratulations, you can put this painting on the first throne!"

Zhao Chengfeng said with a smile.

The middle-aged man was very happy, and immediately thanked Zhao Chengfeng, and was about to take the painting and put it on the throne.

But at this time, Shen Sanjin next to him spoke.

"Young man, you probably missed it!"

"Shen feels that this painting is a fake, not an authentic one. How can you let it be on the throne!"

Shen Sanjin said lightly.

"Besides, you just took a look at this painting, and I didn't even look at it. Shouldn't I be drawing conclusions after I read it carefully?"

Zhao Chengfeng squinted his eyes and stared at Shen Sanjin.

The old man's words were obviously aimed at him.

But Zhao Chengfeng was very puzzled.

It stands to reason that this double-layer painting is so obvious, can't Shen Sanjin see it?What kind of famous connoisseur is that?In vain?

So Zhao Chengfeng felt that there was something strange about it.

"Haha, Mr. Shen, it was my negligence. I was a little shocked when I saw such an exquisite painting. Please forgive me, Mr. Shen!"

As Zhao Chengfeng said, he signaled the middle-aged man to pass the painting to Shen Sanjin for a look.

As for Shen Sanjin, he opened the painting unhurriedly, looked up and down, and squinted his eyes.

Zhao Chengfeng was not idle either, he suspected that Shen Sanjin had some conspiracy.

So, he found the system, and in the mysterious mall, he found the mind reading technique.

"Exchange for a mind-reading skill!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have successfully exchanged a mind-reading skill, consuming 100 points and leaving 800 points."

Afterwards, he directly used the mind reading technique on Shen Sanjin, and he also knew what Shen Sanjin was thinking now.

Now he also knew about Shen Sanjin's conspiracy.

It turned out that the reason why Shen Sanjin said that the painting was fake was that he didn't want the painting to be discovered, and then he bought it at a low price, so as to achieve the goal of making a profit.

Zhao Chengfeng couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

This Shen Sanjin did not expect to be such an insidious person, to actually do this kind of deed, really worthy of his title of connoisseur.

Moreover, since Zhao Chengfeng knew about Shen Sanjin's plot, he naturally wanted to stop him.

So, when Shen Sanjin said a lot to prove that the painting was fake, Zhao Chengfeng directly turned back.

"Old Shen, you said that this painting is fake, but the evidence you said is very far-fetched, there is no way to prove it!"

"On the contrary, I think this painting is real, and it is also a rare painting!"

Shen Sanjin squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Chengfeng with displeasure.

"Young man, are you questioning the old man's appreciation experience for so many years, or do you think your ability is better than the old man's?"

"Tell you, the old man has appraised countless antiques and has never missed one. How dare you doubt me?"

Shen Sanjin began to rely on the old to sell the old, talking about his experience.

Zhao Chengfeng found it ridiculous.

According to Shen Sanjin's appreciation method, as long as it is a good thing, it is said to be fake, and the ordinary ones should be told the truth, how could they miss it?

But it's all for his own benefit.

Not to be outdone, Zhao Chengfeng continued to argue with Shen Sanjin.

The two met and formed a good topic of public opinion in the live broadcast room.

Everyone started to discuss who was right.

But from the comments in the live broadcast room, it was obvious that Shen Sanjin had the upper hand.

After all, he is an old connoisseur, almost everyone in the industry knows him.

So they all felt that what Shen Sanjin said was reasonable, and they all began to suspect that the painting was fake.

Moreover, they felt that Zhao Chengfeng was too young and inexperienced to see the essence of this painting, and they all supported Shen Sanjin.

Shen Sanjin couldn't help but look proud, and looked at Zhao Chengfeng with disdain.

Public opinion began to turn towards Shen Sanjin.

That middle-aged man is also at a loss now, who is telling the truth?
So he couldn't help asking.

"Two experts, I want to know whether my painting is real or not!"

"real!"

"fake!"

The two spoke almost at the same time, but one was telling the truth and the other was lying.

"Young man, do you still want to argue with the old man? Didn't you see the audience's comments? Their eyes are sharp, and this painting is fake!"

"Hehe, Mr. Shen, I don't know whether you really didn't see it or pretended. This painting is a double-layer painting. The landscape painting on the surface is just a cover-up. There is another layer underneath, which is the real meaning of this painting The essence is, I don’t know if I’m right?”

Zhao Chengfeng said lightly.