A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 208 Addressing Him as Teacher

"Hmm?"

"What is he doing?”

"He must be crazy, right?"

"President Gu checked twice to confirm it's a worthless fake. Hasn't he given up yet?"

"He's simply an idiot!"

Ye Fan's actions attracted ridicule from everyone instead.

When Su Qian saw this, she went even crazier.

"Haven't you embarrassed us enough, you country bumpkin? How can you be so stubborn? You're

such a disgrace! Damn, how can there be pigs as stupid as you? You've completely embarrassed Mu-

Cheng!" yelled Su Qian as she scolded Ye Fan. She felt he was being ludicrous now.

The original already belonged to someone. It was a clear sign that this one here was an imitation.

Did Ye Fan foolishly think Su Dong-Po painted this work twice back in the day?

Qiu Mu-Cheng glanced at Ye Fan and was immediately even more disappointed now.

Even until now, he persisted with his ways and unrepentant.

Was he never ever going to give up?

Was he never going to relent?

Did he have to insist?

Never in her life had Qiu Mu-Cheng felt as disappointed in Ye Fan as she did now.

Perhaps Su Qian was right. She and Ye Fan never suited each other before.

There was a moment when Qiu Mu-Cheng felt the ever-burning light in her heart was going to dissipate

here.

Qiu Mu-Cheng was about to give up and leave on her own.

But the boisterous crowd behind her suddenly went quiet.

Very quickly, a shock swept through them. She heard the sound of them holding their breaths.

This peculiarity made Qiu Mu-Cheng halt in her steps.

"Perhaps there's really something going on? Perhaps Ye Fan truly had a good reason to insist?"

Qiu Mu-Cheng decided to turn around and walked back.

Ye Fan was still standing in front of the 'Withered Wood and Stone Painting' by Su Dong-Po. He

carefully laid it flat down on the mahogany table. Then he took the bottle of water from Su Yuan-Shan's

hand and took a sip.

He stepped back and sprayed the water on the brush painting.

PFFFT

Ye Fan sprayed water for a few times in a row. His actions surprised everyone.

Could there be some kind of secret hiding in the painting?

Maybe it was just like the legendary Wordless Heavenly Book from the gods, and words might appear

when it came into contact with water!

But no miracle occurred.

Even after Ye Fan sprayed out all the water in the bottle, the brush painting remained the same other

than being wet.

"Haha!"

"So you're just cooking up some mystery!"

"To think I thought that a brat like you might have some powerful ability."

"You even pretentiously sprayed water on the painting."

"From the looks of it now, you were just trying to bluff us."

"You were just hoping to impress us!"

Once again, piercing laughter filled the air.

Yang He said impatiently, "Stop wasting my time, you brat!” Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

"No matter how much water you spray on it or burn it even, it'll always be trash.

Rocks won't turn into diamonds, and toads won't turn into swans! Trash will always be trash and

destined to be trampled by others for life."

Yang He looked down at Ye Fan and chuckled. His tone made his contempt for Ye Fan particularly

clear.

But everyone could discern that although Yang He sounded like he was talking about the painting, he

was actually ridiculing Ye Fan.

"Just resign yourself to your destiny, you brat." Yang He laughed coldly.

Then a corner of the wet painting lifted in Ye Fan's hands.

"Hmm?" The people around Ye Fan were stunned.

Then under the crowd's shocked stares, Ye Fan used tweezers to hold the lifted corner before

cautiously pulling it. Its entire thin surface was peeled off the painting.

As he peeled off its outer layer, a new painting was revealed beneath it. It finally reemerged in the

world!

No, it wasn't considered a new painting.

Because this new painting had a similar makeup as the one Ye Fan peeled off. Other than its

brushwork, it was completely identical in terms of composition and elements.

It contained the same withered tree in the shape of a deer antler and a strange snailshaped rock while

dwarf bamboo extended from behind. It was a depiction of the wilderness with bamboo spread across

the painting behind the rocks.

Also other than the brush painting, there was calligraphy on the side by Mi Fu:

What is it like at forty? I haven't made new clothes in three years; we discover the perils of life when

we're poor. We learn the wisdom of Daoism in old age; it's too late to dive into officialdom. Also, very

few people truly understand me; I'm thrilled to come upon such refined company. I haven't spoken of

going home in my twilight years.

The moment the painting was revealed by Ye Fan, everyone in the showroom lit up.

It was like a pearl that was previously concealed by dust. Now that all its dust was removed, it could

see the light of day!

"This...this..."

"There...there's another paining beneath it!"

Everyone went into a daze.

They instantly stopped laughing and mocking Ye Fan.

Yang He was so jolted that he stood there dumbstruck like he was struck by lightning. He stared at the

painting in front of him with his eyes wide open.

Su Qian stood where she was in a daze.

Qiu Mu-Cheng covered her red lips with her fair hands in shock.

Han Shao-Jie and Shen Fei were stunned. Their eyes were filled with disbelief!

Who would have expected that crudely drawn painting to hide such a secret?

Was this really...Su Dong-Po's painting?

"But how is this possible?"

"Didn't the original get auctioned off already?"

"Could Su Dong-Po have drawn two of the same paintings back then? Or maybe the one that was

auctioned off was a...a fake?!"

The crowd blew up. Everyone was talking about the painting.

When Gu Long-En saw the painting appear, he could no longer remain calm.

His face trembled while his pupils constricted. He quickly brought his magnifying glass over for a look.

Li...Little Teacher, let me quickly take a look. If I could get to see Su Dong-Po's legendary work with my

own eyes in my life, I would die with no regret!"

Gu Long-En was going insane from excitement. He came running over before Ye Fan even invited him

to.

Gu Long-En's gleamed brightly, especially when he saw the painting before him. He looked like he had

just seen a ravishing beauty lying bare naked in his bed.

To an old artist like Gu Long-En, nothing was more blissful than admiring legendary work of art with his

own eyes.

If this 'Withered Wood and Stone Painting' was an original, it would undoubtedly cause a sweeping

sensation that would shake the entire curio community in the country!

The entire showroom was silent. Everyone stood there and watched in a daze.

Old Master Gu then admired it as though he were looking at a stunning beauty. When he looked at the

painting, he was so thrilled that his face turned red.

His hands shook as he looked at it. In the end, he was so moved that he sighed and almost broke into

tears, "This withered tree is shaped like a deer antler while the rock is shaped like a snail. Although the

brushwork looks careless and uneven, each stroke was well thought out and intricate. I, Gu Long-En,

have never seen such excellent brushwork in my life. Also, the calligraphy on the side is free and easy

and powerful. It must be by a calligraphy master. It is the good fortune of us Chinese for this

masterpiece to surface. I, Gu Long-En, have admired countless great works in my 50 years of dealing

with art. I'm confident that the value of this painting ranks in the top three!"

"Little Teacher, as you mentioned, just based on its artistic qualities alone, it's definitely an original! I,

Gu Long-En, was blind. I failed to recognize a treasure and made a fool of myself. My apologies, Little

Teacher. If Little Teacher doesn't mind, I would like to dismiss our age gap and be your apprentice from

now on!”

What?

Gu Long-En's words caused yet another explosion among them and caused a tidal wave to sweep

across everyone's hearts!