The Divine Doctor and Stay-at-home Dad

Chapter 162 This Is My Painting

Now the whole auditorium blew up, and nobody knew what the young man was going to do. "Just now he smashed a jade Buddha statue, and now he tore Wu Daozi's authentic work in half. What does he want to do?"

"Qin, I will beat you!"

At this time, Lin Pingchao's heart was broken. Just now the 12 million Jade Buddha statue was smashed, while it was a blood mutton-fat jade. But now this 20 million yuan's Wu Daozi authentic work had been torn, which made him distressed.

The fierce anger made him lose his reason for a short time. He was about to rush towards Qin Haodong. Fortunately, he was stopped by two people, Lin Zhigao and Lin Zhiyuan.

Lin Xiaotian's face was gloomy again. He felt that Qin Haodong had gone too far. Most important was that this was Wu Daozi's authentic work. He had been searching for it for many years and had not found it. Now as his grandson sent it to him, but he could only see it being tore in two half.

Guo Feng looked at Qin Haodong in surprise and asked, "Doctor Qin, what does this mean? Is there a problem with this painting?"

Qin Haodong calmly said, "There is no big problem, just a fake painting. It is disrespectful to present it to the grandfather today as a birthday gift, so I tore it up."

"A Fake painting? No way! I've identified it. It's really the Scene of Lotus left by Wu Daozi himself," Guo Feng said incredibly.

Lin Pingchao's mood calmed down a little, but he still shouted angrily, "Qin Haodong, don't talk nonsense. This is absolutely the authentic work of Wu Daozi. You have to compensate me for my painting today."

Qin Haodong disapprovingly said, "I said it is a fake."

Lin Pingchao cried, "Why? Are you more accurate than Director Guo?"

Guo Feng also said, "Mr. Qin, you are indeed a little too reckless. I have identified, this is absolutely an authentic work. And even it is a fake painting, it is a high level fake with a value of more than ten million yuan."

After listening to Guo Feng, Lin Pingchao became more confident and said, "That's right, I spent 20 million yuan on this painting. You must compensate me for it."

Seeing Qin Haodong was troubled, Qian Duoduo said, "Mr. Qin, do you have any basis for saying that this painting is a fake?"

"No."

As soon as he spoke, the auditorium blew up again. Without any basis, he just tore a 20 million yuan's ancient painting in half. "Is this man insane?"

Lin Pingchao's lungs were going to explode. Qin Haodong was making fun of him. But before he could speak, Qin Haodong said gently, "Because this is my painting."

Although Qin Haodong's tone was calm and his voice was not very loud, almost every sentence he uttered today was a bomb, which once again caused a great disturbance in the auditorium.

"Who is this young man? There should be a limit to boasting. He said that the Wu Daozi's authentic work is painted by him."

"Director Guo said that the painting is an authentic work. He even said that he painted it. Does he think he is painting-sage Wu Daozi?"

"Arrogant, he is so arrogant. I heard that he is the new boyfriend of Momo. She is too hasty, she just finds boyfriends by looking at their faces…"

Not only did other people not believe it, but Guo Feng also said with a surprised face, "What? Mr. Qin, you said you painted it? No way! This is not only Wu Daozi's style, but also an ancient painting. How could it possibly painted by you since you are only in your twenties?"

Qin Haodong, don't boast. If this painting is painted by you, I do not need you to compensate for me, and I will give an additional 20 million yuan to you."

The reason why Lin Pingchao uttered such words was that he was mad by Qin Haodong. Second, he wanted to make Qin Haodong lose his face and humiliate him severely. Now, to suppress Qin Haodong also meant to suppress Lin Momo.

Qin Haodong said, "If you don't believe it, I'll prove it to you now."

He turned to Lin Xiaotian and said, "Sir, can I draw a painting on the spot? It's a birthday wish for you."

Lin Pingchao said, "Are you kidding? It will take a day or two for a master to paint such a painting. Can grandpa's birthday be delayed?"

Qin Haodong said, "It's not that troublesome. I only need five to eight minutes to draw such a painting."

"What? How, how could this be possible?"

Although Guo Feng and Qian Duoduo knew that Qin Haodong was a master, they were surprised to open their mouths. They couldn't believe what he said was true. It should take two or three hours to draw s painting even for a master in calligraphy and painting.

Lin Xiaotian glanced at Qin Haodong with interest and waved his hand to the family member next to him and said, "Bring the pen and ink from my study."

He liked painting and calligraphy. He often drew painting in his daily life. So he had all kinds of tools for painting at home. Soon, that family member took the paper, pen, ink and other tools for painting and set them on the table.

Under all the people's eyes, Qin Haodong came to the table. First, he took a writing brush from the penholder and looked at it. He nodded satisfactorily. Then he took out a pen and pinched it in the palm of his left hand. Both brushes were covered with ink at the same time.

"What is he going to do? Does he want to draw with two brushes at the same time?"

Lin Pingchao said disdainfully, "It is obvious that he is a mallet. He can't draw a painting even by using a brush, let alone two. Is it not disgraceful enough?"

Qin Haodong did not answer him at all. After taking a deep breath, his hands began to draw together. The two brushes seemed to live. They were kept flying on the drawing paper in front of him, and the blank paper began to appear ink slowly.

"This, this is the Left-Right Drawing Skill?"

Although Lin Xiaotian could not compare with a master in painting and calligraphy, he also had considerable attainments and recognized Qin Haodong's method immediately.

Qian Duoduo couldn't help asking, "Sir, what is Left-Right Drawing Skill?"

Lin Xiaotian said, "Ordinary people draw a painting with a brush. First they outline the general shape, and then they make detailed drawings. This is the same as building a house. First we make the frame, then we build it bit by bit. But there are also disadvantages. Although the foundation is solid, the speed is not enough. It is not fast enough in that way."

Guo Feng also knew a little about painting. He nodded and said, "That's true."

Lin Xiaotian continued, "In order to increase the speed of painting, some masters of painting and calligraphy have created this way of painting.

"As the name implies, a Left-Right Drawing Skill is a way by drawing with both hands at the same time, starting from the two ends of the paper respectively. Without the conceptual framework, nor any embellishment, the whole painting completely exists in the painter's heart. As the brushes are constantly pushing towards the middle, and when they meet, the painting will be done.

"In this way, the efficiency of painting can be more than doubled, but it is very difficult. First of all, the whole picture should be clearly painted in the painter's mind. Secondly, the mind should be divided into two parts, and no problems should occur. Finally, the color tone must be used very skillfully, so that no mistakes would be made when the two sides of the picture are linked up.

"It's a very clever way of painting. I've only heard of it before, and I've never seen such a master before."

At this point, Lin Xiaotian shook his head and looked incredible.

Guo Feng said, "I've heard about this, but when someone uses this painting method, he must have absolute confidence in the painting. It can't be done without decades' experience of painting and calligraphy."

Lin Pingchao listened with a blank face. He knew nothing about the way of painting. He didn't realize that Qin Haodong, who he had just ridiculed, used such an amazing way of painting. His face was a little feverish.

However, he still did not believe that Qin Haodong could draw Wu Daozi's painting. If anyone could imitate it, the sage of painting would not be the sage of painting.

Guo Feng also said, "The Left-Right Drawing Skill is really powerful, but no matter how beautiful the painting's two sides are, it will be useless if they can't be perfectly connected. It is in the same way as building a house. Even it used superb technology, no matter how solid it is built, it is also a waste if it can't be built as an entirety in the end."

After explaining by the two masters, all the people focused on Qin Haodong, looking forward to his last moment of connecting the two sides.

Qin Haodong's technique was very fast. His two hands were walking on the drawing paper as if he did not need to think. After three or four minutes, the paintings on both sides were almost finished. It could be seen the two brushers began to meet each other.

The eyes of all the people around him were staring at Qin Haodong's two hands, especially Lin Pingchao. His eyes almost fell on the painting paper, hoping that Qin Haodong would make mistakes.

But at last he was disappointed. Qin Haodong's two brushes merged ingeniously. A Scene of Lotus painting was presented perfectly in front of everyone. And it was just five minutes after he threw out his brushes.

"Great. It's really great. In such a short time, he drew the Scenen of Lotus."

"Who is this young man? He is a master of painting. Did he really draw that painting just now?"

"No way, it's absolutely impossible. No matter how good the painting is, it is a new one. How can it possibly become an ancient one?"

Among all the people's comments, Guo Feng and Qian Duoduo took the painting of Scene of Lotus which had just been torn up, and compared it with the new one.

After five minutes, the two men looked up again.

"Perfect, it's perfect," Qian Duoduo said to Qin Haodong, "Brother Qin, the most admired person in my life is you. I really don't know what you can't do. You just used such a short time to draw the Scenen of Lotus painting, and it's exactly the same as the original one. There's no difference between them."

Guo Feng also said, "Indeed, the painting is so perfect that there are no flaws in it."

Lin Pingchao cried, "Even if he draws well, it's not an ancient painting. The one I just brought is Wu Daozi's authentic work. The two paintings can't be compared at all."

Guo Feng sighed and said, "Yes, Mr. Qin, although your painting skills make me admired, it cannot prove that the painting before is your painting. Otherwise, years between the two pieces of paper are at least a thousand years. Besides, as for the color of the ink, the paintings just painted is totally different from the ancient paintings…"

Qin Haodong smiled and said, "Don't worry, there's still one last procedure to go."

In the Cultivation World, he had been a painter, a counselor and even a beggar in order to cultivate his mind and play his life. Therefore, he was very proficient in these tricks.

Moreover, his method of making the paintings old was more extraordinary than ordinary people's. Emperor Green Wood could control all the things with wood attribute.

Qin Haodong took the painting he had just drew in his hand. He stroked it from top to bottom with his right hand. Then he used his Green Wood Genuine Qi in his palm change the color of the paper and ink tone instantly.

Ten more seconds later, like a magic trick, he repainted the painting on the table and said to Guo Feng, "Director Guo, please see it again this time."

Guo Feng stood there foolishly. The Scene of Lotus painting in front of him was exactly the same as the one which just had been torn up. There was no difference between the old degree of the paper and the color of the tone of the ink. If the Scene of Lotus painting that had just been torn up was not here, he would have thought it was a dream.

After calming down, he took out the magnifying glass and observed it carefully. But with the passage of time, his hands began to shake slowly. In his observation, this painting was more than a thousand years old. He couldn't find any flaws and loopholes.