Chapter 86: Can He Resolve It?

Gu Wenyan really didn't have the leisure or elegance to bother with what Gu Yeting was thinking.

Because at this moment, another batch of new visitors had already entered the exhibition area.

Moreover, they were all able to stand in the very front row to carefully observe this Kashmir Lover.

"This brushwork, this color..."

"And this atmosphere—it's somewhat like the painter's brush habits..."

"But the more I look, the more I feel something's off, I just can't say what it is..."

"We all know he paints with his left hand, so his way of painting is very different from ordinary people's, for example..."

These self-proclaimed critics stood at the very front, holding forth at length, and many people actually couldn't understand their discussion at all.

But they still felt that what they said seemed... very reasonable, very professional.

So someone asked: "So is this painting real or fake? Could it possibly be an authentic work?"

"Well, that still needs careful judgment—let me take another good look!"

Someone even took out a magnifying glass, using such a method to confirm whether it was real or fake.

"Judging by the bearing, it should be real, right?"

"I don't know, watching them examine it so carefully—if it were fake... they probably wouldn't look at it like this?"

"Who knows? Didn't I see online that this painting was lost long ago? Maybe there never was such a painting in the first place... it's all hype cooked up by those art dealers!"

"Exactly, I don't see anything special about this painting when I look at it—I just can't appreciate this art stuff!"

"Really not everyone can appreciate it... sure enough it's not for me, wish I'd known not to spend the money!"

The audience on-site kept chatting about this topic, when suddenly they heard someone at the very front declare loudly: "Oh my, there's a very obvious loophole in this!"

The crowd was shocked: "What?"

"What loophole? Where is the loophole?"

"Tell us in detail, quick..."

"Look! He paints with his left hand, but here the brushwork... seems to be in the manner of a right-handed person."

That person said categorically: "So this painting should be a forgery!"

"I've personally seen several of his other surviving masterpieces, I can confirm this painting doesn't look like an authentic work. Although the imitation is quite close, a fake can never pass for real!"

"This forger does have some skill, at least a few decades of painting experience, but art like painting ultimately requires talent... it's not that the longer you paint, the better the result..."

"Right, the more I look at it now, the more I feel this painting has many problems—not refined enough, not enough artistic flair. The gap with the original must be huge."

The crowd seemed to understand: "So this painting is fake??"

They were furious and dissatisfied: "Looks like the Art Museum's exhibition pieces aren't much good! A fake painting, can you believe it!"

"Got my hopes up for nothing—I came early in the morning to queue, and ended up looking at a fake painting, so pointless!"

"Refund! Refund! I even paid for a ticket!"

"Not only did I spend money, I even got a scalper, scalpers charge a fortune—refund!"

These shouts grew louder and louder, demanding a refund from the Art Museum. In the blink of an eye, the scene turned into a complete mess, utterly unbefitting the Art Museum's atmosphere.

Just like a vegetable market.

Gu Mianmian watched this scene from the side, worried: "Second Brother, what should we do? Maybe we should just quickly return the painting and stop exhibiting it, otherwise once everyone sees it's a fake, it'll be very bad for the Art Museum's reputation."

Gu Yefeng saw this scene with his own eyes, but at this moment, unlike last time when the art exhibition was nearly ruined, he didn't want to just end today's exhibition outright.

He said softly: "I believe this painting isn't fake."

"Second Brother, you... what do you mean?"

Gu Wenyan smiled: "Nothing much, Second Brother has made himself very clear—he believes in me. Besides, whether this painting is real or fake right now still isn't certain."

Gu Mianmian hesitated: "But all these people are saying it's fake—would they talk nonsense?"

"How do you know they wouldn't talk nonsense?"

"It's because..."

Gu Wenyan bluntly exposed her: "Gu Mianmian, you seem to do this every time—something happens and you believe outsiders instead of your own family. You think I don't have the ability to produce a real painting for Second Brother, do you? Looks like your so-called change wasn't really a change at all."

Gu Mianmian's eyes went wide, and she explained in a panic, pitifully: "No, I really didn't think that way, I was just worried about Second Brother, I was panicking, so..."

"I'm sorry, Sister. Since you insist so much, I won't say more. Anyway, if something goes wrong in the end, Second Brother will bear it anyway. You, Sister, don't really seem to have to pay any price..."

"I don't have to pay any price?" Gu Wenyan cut off her white lotus act directly. "Right now everyone online knows this painting was given by me to Second Brother, that I exhibited it here at the Art Museum. So if it ends up confirmed as fake, you think I have no responsibility?"

Sure enough, someone in the crowd shouted loudly: "Looks like that Eldest Miss of the Gu Family gave a fake painting—can't believe she'd even scam her own family!"

"Maybe the Gu Family people ganged up to swindle our ticket money—people like this should be struck by lightning!"

"So annoying, refund the tickets, refund them now!"

"I really don't have the mood to keep looking now, I'll never come here again..."

Gu Wenyan said mockingly: "See?"

She laughed coldly: "I'd have to be crazy to bring out a fake and let others come curse me for it."

Gu Mianmian bit her lip: "Alright, Sister, I believe you. But this painting is now being judged a fake by everyone—what do you say we can do? Besides replacing it, there doesn't seem to be any other way."

She said aggrievedly: "I think right now we should still care about Second Brother's art exhibition first, we can't let this go on... I feel sorry for him."

Gu Yefeng's voice was slightly low: "Mianmian, that's not necessary. They aren't real appraisers, and they can't judge whether this painting is real or fake."

Greatly disappointed, Gu Mianmian continued to stir things up: "So we're just going to let them make a scene like this? It's directly affecting the Art Museum's reputation, and it's affecting you too..."

Gu Yeting stood to the side with his hands in his pockets, his posture casual. Hearing this, he finally spoke unhurriedly: "I have a way."

Gu Mianmian pinched her palm: "Brother, you have a way?"

Her face changed rapidly: "Then why didn't you say so earlier? Actually, as long as it can be solved, I wasn't really insisting that Sister replace this painting..."

Gu Wenyan was also slightly surprised, raising an eyebrow to look at Gu Yeting: "A way? What way do you have?"

Gu Yeting stared at her intently, word by word: "If I resolve this matter, you call me 'brother' too—how about it?"