A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Isn't this the font of Huo Yan's signature?

Zhuang Zhoucheng subconsciously observed carefully. The same word "smoke" was written in the same way...

Zhuang Zhoucheng had a very strong feeling in his heart. Since it was a fake, was it possible that this painting was from Huo Yan?

Zhuang Zhoucheng immediately stood up and said, "Dad, I'm going out for a while."

The old man raised his eyes and said, "Hey! You little brat, you're leaving right after you got back?"

"Dad, since you don't want to tell me the secret of this painting, I won't ask any more questions. But if you want to find this person, I will do my best to find him."

Zhuang Zhoucheng left the tea room immediately after he finished speaking.

The old man sat in the tea room for a long time, then sighed. After so many years, can he still find it?

In just twenty minutes, Zhuang Zhoucheng drove his car and parked at the back gate of Kyoto University.

Zhuang Zhoucheng knew that today's college students are very savvy, so he specially drove the car that the housekeeper used to go out for shopping. It was a Mercedes-Benz, worth about one million yuan, which was relatively inconspicuous.

Soon, Huo Yan appeared reluctantly.

"Mr. Zhou."

She had just returned to school from the police station, looking pale.

I tossed and turned all night last night. Although I am still in good health, I was frozen for a long time and have a cold.

She looked unhappy not because of her cold, but because she went to the police station, but it seemed that the matter was left unresolved.

But she did not dare to question the law enforcement officers. After her statement was recorded, she was allowed to go and had no choice but to return to school.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at Huo Yan. She was still wearing the clothes he had prepared for her.

Fits well and looks good.

I don’t know if it’s because of her body, but I always feel that no matter how formal the clothes are, they don’t look formal on her.

That tiny waist, so thin that it can be held in one hand, probably can't withstand a man's strong force.

"Tell me in the car."

Zhuang Zhoucheng has already gotten in the car.

Huo Yan stood outside the car without moving. Her face was pale as she asked:

"Mr. Zhou, can we talk outside?"

"If you don't mind being watched, I have nothing to hide."

Zhuang Zhoucheng was about to get out of the car when Huo Yan immediately climbed in.

Bang!

The car door was closed, and she smiled, "Mr. Zhou is very thoughtful. I should have listened to you."

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her and asked directly:

"Why did you find that the landscape painting was fake?"

"A landscape painting? The one by Ji Shao's grandfather?"

Huo Yan had no idea about the relationship between Zhuang Zhoucheng and Ji Wuwei, so the landscape painting of Ji Wuwei's grandfather was fake. Mr. Zhou also knew this, and Huo Yan was shocked.

Later I thought, Ji Wuwei is the prince of Tang Palace, and Mr. Zhou is also the person those people in Ye Palace want to please.

Even if her family hadn't gone bankrupt, she would have to jump up several levels before she could even meet these bigwigs in Kyoto.

They are all big shots in the Beijing circle, so probably, they don’t have any secrets.

"Because, I..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng took over her words, "Did you draw that painting?"

Huo Yan suddenly raised his eyes and looked straight at Zhuang Zhoucheng, speechless for a long time.

"Mr. Zhou? Why would you say that?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng asked in return, "Then how can you be so sure that the old man's painting is fake?"

Huo Yan hesitated to speak, then said:

"Because I've seen the original. Five years ago, I copied it. When copying a painting, I analyze the original's brushstrokes and details, imitating the lines and strokes. So, I can be sure that it's fake."

"Really?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked thoughtfully.

Huo Yan nodded and said sincerely, "Yes, it's actually very easy for people like you to identify. Just find an institution to authenticate it. That painting can't be from decades ago, it can only be from a few years. If you didn't discover it before, it must be because you never doubted the authenticity of the painting."

Zhuang Zhoucheng grasped the key point, "How many years ago did you copy it?"