After the universally disliked young master is reborn, the older sisters panic.

"I remember now, there was that painting, the signature was the character '王' (Wang)."

"Yes, I remember that too."

The guests were talking a lot.

That incident caused quite a stir in the collecting world at the time; anyone who knows even a little about antiques knows about it.

Hearing this, Gu Xingchi looked at Chen Hao with a smug expression, "How do you explain this?"

Knowing only a little bit, yet daring to question him, how arrogant and ignorant!

Fortunately, he had some knowledge of Master Wang's paintings beforehand, otherwise this kid would have really succeeded today.

Faced with the disdain and ridicule of the crowd, Chen Hao calmly continued, "Master Wang was a person from the Jin Dynasty. At that time, most paper and silk were made of hemp. In the north, hemp was used, and in the south, ramie was used."

Master Wang is from the South, so the ingredient he used was ramie.

But the paper used for this painting is hemp.

"Ridiculous! How can you determine it's marijuana without using any instruments to test it?" Gu Xingchi retorted, feigning composure.

To determine that the material is cannabis based on the naked eye is too simplistic!

Chen Hao shrugged and said indifferently, "Rambar paper is rough and has a rough surface, but the paper for this painting is smooth."

If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself.

Seeing Gu Xingchi's angry expression, Chen Hao continued, "You certainly won't be convinced based on this alone."

Chen Hao said everything he wanted to say. Since he had already lost face today, he decided to throw all shame at it.

So Gu Xingchi responded without hesitation, "Yes, I'm not convinced."

Based on this alone, I disagree with the conclusion that it's a fake!

Chen Hao nodded slightly. "You're right, this painting of yours is not a fake."

Upon hearing this, Gu Xingchi shouted excitedly, "Then why did you say it was a fake? You should admit you were wrong."

I thought that judging from his confident demeanor, I was absolutely certain that his painting was a fake.

Unexpectedly, Chen Hao contradicted himself, saying one moment that his painting was a fake, and the next moment that it wasn't.

It seems he overestimated him!

Hearing this, Chen Qian perked up again and chimed in, "Brother, you've blown your own horn too far. Now you want to back it up? Too late."

It was truly a twist of fate.

He wouldn't let go of any opportunity to step on Chen Hao!

Chen Hao looked at the two of them with a mocking expression, "You two are so good at stealing the spotlight, it's a waste that you're not actors."

"Could you wait until I've finished speaking before you interrupt?"

Seeing Chen Hao's composed demeanor, Gu Xingzhou felt relieved and loudly echoed, "You guys shut up! You can't even let a person finish speaking!"

Gu Xingchi shouted angrily, "Then hurry up and say it, stop dawdling."

Keep him hanging on, making him look foolish!

“If I don’t speak slowly, I’m afraid you won’t understand! It’s because you’re too impatient.” Chen Hao said with a faint sarcasm, then continued, “This painting of yours isn’t a fake, but it’s not an original either; it’s a copy.”

The paper and ink used in this painting are of superior quality, but the painting has brushwork but lacks structure, which is one of its shortcomings.

Another point is that the poem on the painting is not from the Jin Dynasty. How could you not notice such an obvious error?

Chen Hao looked Gu Xingchi up and down, and sneered, "Tsk tsk, I heard you're a top student?"

There's probably some exaggeration involved.

Gu Xingzhou happily chimed in, "Brother Hao, you're right, he paid for his university education."

With Gu Xingzhou as an inside man, Gu Xingchi's true colors will be exposed today.

Gu Xingchi ignored the two men's mockery. His face was pale as he walked blankly to the picture and carefully studied the poem.

The more he read, the paler his face became, and his eyes stared blankly at the painting.

How can a poem from hundreds of years later appear on a painting?

Could it really be a copy?

No! Impossible! Absolutely not!

Gu Xingchi suddenly raised his head and looked at Chen Hao, saying fiercely, "It can't be a copy!"

Perhaps it was later generations who acquired the painting and added it.

Even if there is no original, this painting is the original, it is the real thing!

They probably can't do anything about him.

"So your painting isn't a fake. Even a Tang Dynasty copy is considered an antique," Chen Hao replied casually.

"It is the original!" Gu Xingchi insisted.

Even without seeing the real person, this painting must be authentic!

Seeing that he was stubborn, Gu Xingzhou kindly advised, "Cousin, just admit it. No matter how stubborn you are, a copy can't become the original."

In the end, everyone will just laugh at you for being illiterate.

It's embarrassing for a top student to not even be able to distinguish which dynasty's poems they're from.

Despite Gu Xingzhou's repeated pleas, Gu Xingchi remained unmoved, only repeating the same phrase: "My painting is genuine."

They simply refuse to admit that their paintings are copies.

"Cousin, you're a scoundrel!" Gu Xingzhou shouted angrily.

They're just taking advantage of the fact that they don't have the original and trying to cheat us out of it!

If only I had the real thing, I could smash his face in!

Gu Xingchi's face darkened as he looked at Gu Xingzhou, who was pressing closer. He said angrily, "Gu Xingzhou! You're a member of the Gu family. What good will it do you if I embarrass myself?"

I never expected my cousin to act so impulsively. Doesn't he know that we all share the same fate, whether it's prosperity or adversity?

"Of course it's good for me. You're so useless. If Grandpa knew that choosing your father as his successor was a mistake!" Gu Xingzhou said resentfully.

Upon hearing this, Gu Xingchi was no longer angry. He said with a smug look, "Oh, so you're still thinking about the position of family head."

There's nothing we can do about that unless you can wake your father up.

Otherwise, it will all be in vain.

If Gu Xingzhou's father hadn't suddenly fallen into a coma, the position of family head wouldn't have been his.

"You bastard..."

"Xingzhou, don't be impulsive." Gu Xinglan stopped the agitated Gu Xingzhou.

She looked coldly at Gu Xingchi and warned, "Xingchi, that's enough."

If you don't have proof that this is an authentic piece, don't make a fool of yourself here.

Gu Xingchi was completely unconcerned and said shamelessly, "You don't have the original either, so you can't assume this is a copy!"

For a time, the two sides were deadlocked, neither willing to give in.

Chen Hao calmly watched the arrogant and smug Gu Xingchi, and when he was feeling smug, he suddenly spoke up: "We have the original."

"What did you say? You have an original?" Gu Xingchi repeated himself, then suddenly burst into laughter. "How could a poor kid like you have an original?!"

Gu Xingzhou looked at Chen Hao with determination and urged softly, "Brother Hao, where's the original? Bring it out quickly and slap him in the face!"

Seeing Gu Xingchi's smug look, he really couldn't stand it!

Chen Hao replied with a smile, "The original is with you."

"Huh?" Gu Xingzhou exclaimed in surprise, "When did I get an original?"

How could he not remember such a valuable antique?

At first, Gu Xingchi was a little flustered, but now, seeing the bewildered Gu Xingzhou, he became smug again. "Chen Hao, just admit you don't have the real thing, stop acting!"

What a joke! How could such a rare genuine work happen to be in their hands by sheer coincidence?