pappabearbooks Chapter 1368: Weird Gallery
Chapter 1368: Weird Gallery
As Lin Ran thought, Chen Songyang was indeed very concerned about the painting, but it was not because he was worried that the painting was a fake.
There are not many people who know that their collections are fakes and still show indifference. In Lin Ran's impression, only some wealthy businessmen who don't care about the value of antiques do this. In two lifetimes, there are only a dozen people.
Don't look at it. Most people will pretend to be nonchalant when they know that their collection is fake.
In fact, they felt uncomfortable.
This is the negative psychology that fakes bring to people.
Lin Ran said: "But Mr. Chen, don't be too sad. This painting looks good. At least it is a high imitation. It can still be sold for about one-tenth of the price."
The only pity is that this is not Wen Zhengming's original work.
Chen Songyang laughed: "It doesn't matter, even if I made a mistake, Mr. Lin, please come to me, I have another painting I want you to see."
He had previously said that there were three paintings that he wanted Lin Ran to appreciate, and the second one was next.
Ordinary collectors usually put their collections in the same room, but Chen Songyang didn't know why, the two paintings were so far apart, with some of his own paintings inserted in the middle.
But following his lead, Lin Ran found that these paintings were indeed somewhat different.
"Mr. Chen, are these all your works?" Lin Ran asked. He had never seen a painter who could control so many painting styles at the same time.
From classicism to elegance, almost everything is possible.
A master of this level shouldn't open a shop here at all. He should at least be treated as a national treasure, because his painting style is so flexible and changeable. If he masters any of them, he can dominate the painting world.
With so many skills to control, it's hard to imagine that he isn't a master.
At least, outside of Nanling, Lin Ran had never heard of Chen Songyang. Could it be that he was really a person who didn't care about honor and profit?
"Haha, thank you." Chen Songyang seemed to appreciate Lin Ran's praise, but he still pretended to be humble and said: "You don't understand this, right? In fact, painting is about a comprehensive understanding, as long as you understand it thoroughly A famous artist’s work can also be imitated by other people’s paintings.”
If Lin Ran hadn't known Li Yuanhao, he would have believed him.
Li Yuanhao once told Lin Ran that even painters of the same school would have some different habits, resulting in each painter's works being different.
Not to mention cross-genre learning techniques.
If Chen Songyang opened a painting studio with some other students, Lin Ran would think that he had stolen the students' works.
But since entering the backyard of his shop, he has not seen anyone else.
Only some store staff will be cleaning around.
But when he saw them, it was like seeing a ghost. He immediately walked away, appearing to be very afraid of Chen Songyang.
Considering Chen Songyang's arrogant and domineering attitude, it's not that he doesn't understand how he would be particularly arrogant towards his own clerks, but their fearful looks are too direct.
She almost told Lin Ran that Chen Songyang was a devil.
Lin Ran just nodded, and then praised his painting.
"Each of Mr. Chen's paintings is a masterpiece. If sold in the capital, it will definitely fetch a good price. Not to mention people from the museum, I think the Ministry of Chinese Culture and Culture will also be interested." Lin Ran deliberately took pictures. Flattery.
He could see that Chen Songyang was very fond of this and was a very reputation-hungry person.
Chen Songyang smiled proudly: "Haha, I do plan to hold an art exhibition in Beijing in two years, and I will invite Mr. Lin to support me then."
It turned out that he really had plans for this.
"Why don't you go now?" Lin Ran asked, "With your current level and so many works, it is more than enough to hold an exhibition."
Now in the early 80s, people did not have much spiritual life. Reading novels was their greatest pleasure. If there was an art exhibition, it would also attract some people's attention.
Not every painter who holds an art exhibition is very rich, and Chen Songyang's family can definitely support it. Why not go to the capital to hold an art exhibition?
Chen Songyang was silent for a moment, then put away his smiling expression and said seriously: "Mr. Lin, you don't understand what I mean. I am not a professional painter, or in other words, I have another identity besides being a painter. That’s the gallery owner.”
"You may not understand, but Boss Tong Yang, you and I are both businessmen eating dinner. You should understand what I mean, right?"
The business of the store cannot be handed over to others unless it is completely on the right track and can make money while lying down.
Otherwise, you have to take care of the store by yourself every day.
"Mr. Chen, you should be about 40 years old. Why haven't you seen your children and wife?" Lin Ran further probed.
Chen Songyang's face dropped again, not wanting to answer his question anymore.
However, as if to reassure Lin Ran, he emphasized: "What a wonderful person to have, Xian Yun Ye He, very comfortable."
Good guy, in this era, people who have the idea of DINK are really rare.
Worthy of being an artist.
If it weren't for his evil intentions, Lin Ran would even feel that this person was a good person and his thoughts were advanced.
Next, Chen Songyang emphasized his tone and said: "Mr. Lin, you are here to help me appreciate calligraphy and painting. Don't ask any more meaningless questions."
He didn't intend to answer any questions.
Lin Ran just looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall. There were indeed various styles, but with so many calligraphy and paintings hanging here, he either didn't sell them or was reluctant to sell them.
Just think about it, if he made so many works, he would definitely want to exhibit them in an outside gallery, and it would be best to make a lot of money.
Moreover, if these calligraphy and paintings are hung up, many wealthy customers will definitely like them. The paintings above have various elements, from landscape paintings to character descriptions, and even Qi Dashi's shrimp can be imitated.
No wonder some people at the door scolded him for selling fakes. He had no skills and really couldn't tell the authenticity.
But all this is different from what Tong Yang told him.
What Tong Yang told him was that Chen Songyang would go to Gu'an Market to deliberately buy some calligraphy and paintings, and then hang them with the authentic ones for sale.
But the paintings seen in the house were clearly Chen Songyang's own works.
There is a huge discrepancy between what he said and his actual performance, which is definitely not a normal thing.
After many twists and turns, we finally came to the second calligraphy and painting.
His home was like a maze, going around and around, and the corridors were extremely long.