Yan! We should be nice to her from now on!""Bai Muyao poured the soup and then instructed the servants, "Please bring the other things I prepared for Grandma onto the carriage first. Thank you."Bai Z..."So it's director Yao Li..."

"Your mom's friend is so amazing, she's a big director..."

"Yao Li would never sell a fake artwork to Jiaojiao's mom..." Please let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

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Tang Xueying glared at him, "Yan Ruchun's brushstrokes are bold and unrestrained, encompassing the vastness of heaven and earth. Like frost-covered forests without leaves, cascading water rushing into flight... Your painting is obviously unfinished, lacking in spirit."

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Jin Jiaojiao, hearing this, became a little angry. "You sound like you've seen the real thing! If you can't produce any evidence today, I'll sue you for defamation."

Although I haven't seen the real thing, I can confidently say that this isn't Yan Ruhua's handwriting. If you don't believe me, you can send it to an appraisal institution for authentication! Tang Xueying was still very familiar with Yan Ruhua's calligraphy. Such handwriting couldn't possibly be from Yan Ruhua.

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The brushwork is as fresh and clear as ever, powerful and majestic like a warrior drawing his sword, with dragons and snakes dancing...

"Jiaojiao, don't be angry with her, we actually think this calligraphy is very realistic and doesn't look fake!"

"Fake can do this"

Some people think that after seeing a few works by Yan Ru Chu, they can see through fakes with their fire eyes and golden vision. It's like a joke.

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This artwork was previously given to a highly respected elder by Yan Ru-Chu. That elder was not Yao Li.

Ouyan's words shocked everyone, how did she know

"Surely you're not pulling my leg" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

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Just then, a jovial old man walked over, “What are you all talking about”

Everyone turned their heads to the sound and quickly shouted, "Principal Cao."

Lao Cao is the principal of Peking University. When he learned that Ou Yan was leading her team to participate in a competition at his school today, he wanted to chat with the little girl and have a cup of tea. Unexpectedly, one of his professors said that Ou Yan was preparing to take the team back...

He hurried to the backstage and luckily saw the little girl was still there.

"Principal Cao, you're here just in time. You have a wide range of knowledge and must definitely know Yan Ruochu's works. These two students keep saying that the work I have in my collection is fake. Could you please give us your opinion" Jin Jiaojiao said this, her voice laced with a hint of grievance.

Both Ou Yan and Tang Xueying were speechless. Even though it was fake, she still treated it like a real treasure.ow could they not know"You said that Yan Yan is a painter" Li Yuanfu couldn't help but ask.Song Qiao Ying was also a little surprised, "A calligrapher"Let me know if you have other text you'd like tra...