This time, Ye Chen received an invitation from the dean of the School of Fine Arts at Shanghai University to give a lecture.
Don't forget, Ye Chen is also a specially appointed professor at the School of Fine Arts of Shanghai University.
Last semester, Ye Chen only gave one or two lectures. This semester, he should at least give one or two lectures to fulfill his responsibilities as a professor.
This lecture by Ye Chen will focus on the history of foreign art.
After arriving at the Academy of Fine Arts, Ye Chen met with the dean and several other leaders. After exchanging a few words with them, Ye Chen went straight to the classroom.
When Ye Chen arrived at the classroom, the huge classroom was already full of people, and it was extremely popular.
Ye Chen stood on the podium and looked around. He first noticed Su Ningshuang and Zhao Shuxuan sitting in the first row.
The two women naturally knew that Ye Chen was giving a lecture at Shanghai University, so they came to support him immediately. They were also quite curious about art history, and this trip was a way for them to learn some new knowledge and enrich themselves.
Besides them, Ye Chen also noticed several young blonde foreigners on the right side of the classroom; they were probably international students from the art academy.
With everything prepared, Ye Chen began his lecture.
The first half went smoothly, but when Ye Chen talked about modern foreign art history and mentioned a very important figure—Picasso, a small accident occurred.
Ye Chen talked about Picasso's creative style and some of his representative works. Suddenly, a girl in the audience raised her hand. She was an international student.
"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"
Ye Chen looked at the blond exchange student.
The blonde girl stood up and said in fluent Chinese:
"Hello Professor, my name is Sophia."
Sofia first introduced herself, then changed the subject:
"You did a very good job with the first half, it was very interesting, but the second half, which was just now, had a huge mistake."
"mistake?"
Ye Chen frowned. He thought back for a moment. Although he hadn't prepared any lessons, he had acquired skills from the game, and all the knowledge was imprinted in his mind. How could he have made a mistake?
Where did I go wrong?
Ye Chen asked, but he couldn't remember.
"Professor Ye, what you just said about Picasso's 'Boy with a Pipe' is incorrect."
Sofia corrected Ye Chen;
"You said that Picasso's 'Boy with a Pipe' was signed, but as far as I know, this famous painting is not signed."
"I have copied it many times."
Sofia was incredibly confident.
"Oh, is this it?"
Ye Chen thought it was something else entirely.
"Since that's the case, then I'll explain in detail. The images of 'Boy with a Pipe' circulating online are all of very limited clarity. Even when zoomed in, they are still not clear."
"And in a small corner at the bottom right of the original 'Boy with a Pipe,' there is the initials of the master Picasso's name."
Ye Chen corrected.
Upon hearing Ye Chen's words, Sophia frowned; she didn't believe it.
She copied this painting, "Boy with a Pipe," many times, but found no signature.
Thinking about it, Sofia took out her phone and went online to find a picture of "Boy with a Pipe". She downloaded the picture, enlarged it, but still couldn't find Picasso's signature.
The image isn't very clear.
"Professor Ye, I still think you are wrong. I have never heard of Picasso's signature on 'Boy with a Pipe'."
"I don't understand why you're so certain that the master's initials are in the bottom right corner?"
Sofia replied with great reluctance, insisting on her own ideas.
Why is it that everything a professor says is necessarily a dialogue, and everything she says as a student is necessarily wrong?
Authority also needs to be questioned; the truth is the most important thing.
Why am I so confident?
"Because 'Boy with a Pipe' hangs in my living room, I've observed it before."
Ye Chen answered Sophia's question calmly.
As soon as Ye Chen said this, the scene fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at Ye Chen in disbelief.
Is that Picasso painting, "Boy with a Pipe," in Professor Ye's house?
Wow, that's amazing!
Although they did not know the exact price of the painting, given Picasso's reputation as a master and the fact that it was a masterpiece, the value of "Boy with a Pipe" was at least one hundred million, or even several hundred million.
This is a famous painting, hanging in Professor Ye's home?!
Professor Ye's family is truly destitute!
Sophia was equally stunned by Ye Chen's words; Professor Ye's answer left her speechless.
"Professor Ye, I still remain skeptical."
Sofia thought for a moment and replied:
"Could I please add your contact information? Could you take a picture of me when you get home?"
Sofia wouldn't give up until she saw the painting "Boy with a Pipe" with her own eyes.
However, she was too embarrassed to directly ask to visit Professor Ye's home, so she tactfully said that she hoped to see the photos.
"That's fine too."
Ye Chen nodded.
He did not take that picture of "Boy with a Pipe".
After all, that painting was just a decoration in his home. Who would take a picture of something unimportant and inconspicuous in their home for no reason?
"Oh, right, I have some photos here."
Suddenly, Zhao Shuxuan, who was sitting in the first row, spoke up.
Ye Chen hadn't taken any photos, but Zhao Shuxuan had. She had heard from her younger brother that the painting was by Picasso.
She was greatly shocked; Picasso's reputation was too great.
She would definitely take a picture if she had the chance to see an original Picasso painting.
After saying that, Zhao Shuxuan quickly opened her phone, searched through her photo album, and soon found the photo.
After receiving Ye Chen's permission, Zhao Shuxuan stood up, took the photo, and walked up to Sophia.
"Give."
“I’ve taken many different photos of that painting; just flip through them yourself.”
After saying that, Zhao Shuxuan handed the phone to Sophia.
Sofia took the phone with a puzzled look on her face; she still couldn't quite believe it.
Sofia took the phone, looked down, and her eyes widened in surprise!
Following Sophia's gaze, the photo on Zhao Shuxuan's phone wasn't Picasso's "Boy with a Pipe," but another very special photo!
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