As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Youran stood up without hesitation, walked through the crowd and went to the stage.
Standing in front of the painting, his eyes fixed on the ancient painting, the strange feeling that had surged in his heart when he looked at it from afar just now became even stronger when he looked at it closely.
She concentrated all her energy and turned on her X-ray vision.
At first glance, I felt that there was another world in the painting.
The painting before me is completely different from what it appears on the surface.
It seems to hide multiple exquisite brushstrokes and secret layouts inside.
With his profound knowledge of painting, Gu Youran instantly understood that this painting was cast with an extremely secret "hidden truth technique".
This "art of concealing the truth" is the unrevealed secret of ancient painting masters. Through ingenious composition and special pigment blending, they can conceal the original appearance of the painting and create a confusing appearance.
Gu Youran understood and eagerly searched for a solution.
When I looked up, I saw a basin of clean water not far away. It was used by the staff to wipe the booth.
At this moment, the venue was silent and everyone was looking at her.
Gu Youran picked up the basin of water and splashed it at the painting amid the exclamations of the crowd.
"She's crazy! This is an ancient painting passed down through the Qin family, and it's been destroyed just like that!"
"That's great, let's see how she ends up!"
Everyone was whispering to each other, full of accusations and questions.
However, just after the water soaked the painting, a magical scene appeared.
Some fine handwriting gradually appeared between the seemingly ordinary mountains and rivers.
Everyone looked closely.
A small portrait quietly appeared around the writing. An elderly man with an otherworldly demeanor was painting with a brush. His posture was graceful, like an immortal descending from the heavens.
Elder Zhang in the front row couldn't help but widen his eyes, his lips trembling slightly as he blurted out, "This... could this be Qin Moyan's masterpiece, 'Immortal Paintings', which has been extinct for hundreds of years?"
"It is very likely. Legend has it that he was a master of calligraphy and painting among the ancestors of the Qin family. He was obsessed with studying secret painting techniques. He often used this method to hide the true meaning of the paintings, waiting for the right person to trigger it." A senior calligraphy and painting collector echoed.
Gu Youran was delighted, knowing that he had made the right bet.
At this moment, Mu Xuewei became anxious. She stepped forward quickly and screamed, "You are like a blind cat catching a dead mouse. Not only did you destroy the cultural relics, but you also want to use this as an excuse to take the painting away?"
Before Gu Youran could respond, an elegant gentleman next to her stood up. It was Mr. Xinglan who had praised her.
He said slowly, "Miss Mu, please be patient and observe what is revealed in the painting. Miss Gu's move may seem reckless, but it is actually a precise judgment."
He looked at the ancient painting. "From what I understand, this 'Hidden Truth Technique' requires clear water at a specific time and in a specific environment to reveal its true form. Miss Gu was able to immediately take a liking to this basin of clear water in this venue and decisively act. She must have had a plan in mind."
Mu Xuewei blushed, but she refused to give in. "Even so, who knows if she knew the secret of the painting in advance and did this on purpose to attract attention!"
Gu Youran then spoke calmly, "Ms. Mu, I'm simply knowledgeable and have some understanding of ancient paintings. Just now, when I sat down below, I noticed that this painting exuded an unusual aura, and when I got closer, I could even smell a special scent of ink."
"Based on what I've learned, I suspect this painting is most likely a trick, so I took a chance. But you, you've been deliberately trying to embarrass me, and now you're eager to smear me. Isn't that too bad?"
When the people in the audience heard this, they couldn't help but talk about it, and the public opinion gradually turned in favor of Gu Youran.
At this time, Old Master Qin walked out from the backstage, looked at Gu Youran with a sharp gaze, and asked, "Young lady, now that you have seen through the mystery of the painting, do you know what the writing on it means? If you can figure it out, the painting will be yours as promised."
Gu Youran nodded and carefully looked at the paintings and words that appeared.
After a moment, she said, "In my opinion, what is recorded in this painting is the state of mind and feelings that Senior Qin had when he painted it."
"Senior Qin mentioned that this painting condensed his thoughts on life and art in his later years. He compared himself to a small portrait and used words to express his persistent pursuit of the art of painting. It is both his last work and his pinnacle, containing the essence of his lifelong art."
Gu Youran interpreted it word by word, and the old man nodded frequently with every sentence he said.
After she finished speaking, the old man laughed heartily, "Wonderful! The girl is indeed the destined one for this painting. I am so lucky to have met a girl like you who is smart, kind, and generous. Today, the painting has found a good owner, and I can say that I have fulfilled one of my wishes."
After saying this, the old man, ignoring everyone's astonished gazes, solemnly handed the painting to Gu Youran.
There was thunderous applause from the audience, while Mu Xuewei stood aside dejectedly, with nothing to say.
However, Gu Youran did not keep the painting for himself.
Holding the painting in her hands, she faced Old Man Qin and said, "Old Man, this painting carries your family's heritage and the hard work of your ancestors. Although I am honored to uncover the secret, I really cannot bear to take your heirloom away."
"Today, being able to feast my eyes and solve this mystery is already the greatest reward for me. This painting should be yours."
Old Master Qin tried to persuade her to stay, but seeing her firm attitude, he had no choice but to take the painting with both hands.
His eyes were red and his voice was trembling with excitement. "Miss, you are so kind and righteous. I am so grateful to you! Today, thanks to you, this family treasure has been able to shine again and this legacy has been preserved."
Gu Youran smiled and nodded. After saying goodbye to the old man, she walked out of the auction site hand in hand with Shi Heng and came to the deck of the cruise ship.
The sea breeze blew gently, ruffling their hair.
Gu Youran let out a breath, still not recovering from the tension just now.
Shi Heng held her hand tightly, and gently stroked the back of her hand with his thumb. "Youbao, you really scared me just now. However, I really admire your vision and courage."
Gu Youran turned to look at him, her eyes sparkling. "I didn't think much of it at the time. I just felt something was wrong with the painting, so I made up my mind and took action. Luckily I didn't mess it up, otherwise I would have been in big trouble."
Shi Heng held her in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head. "With me here, it doesn't matter if you mess up. However, after this incident, I'm afraid no one in the capital will dare to look down on you in the future."
After a moment, Shi Heng sighed, "Youbao, your performance today was truly amazing. Being able to marry a woman as intelligent, kind, and generous as you is the blessing I've cultivated over several lifetimes. This is the honor of my life."
Gu Youran's eyes were slightly moist, and she gently rubbed her cheek against his chest, saying softly, "Without your support, I wouldn't have the courage to move forward. Fortunately, you're always here."
Shi Heng felt that the softest corner of his heart was burned by her words and instantly turned into a pool of warm water.
He turned Gu Youran's face, his eyes were so tender that they seemed to drown her. He held her cheeks with both hands and kissed her bit by bit.
Lips and teeth touch each other, and their breaths blend together.
The two kissed passionately, as if pouring all their deep affection for each other into this kiss.
Not far away, Mu Xuewei stood there motionless, like a statue frozen in frost.
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