"See, I was not wrong! The exhibition is quite lively!" Sara said happily. Her joyful expression was as if she was a little bird that had been let out of its cage.
Then, one of the exhibition staff walked forward and yelled through a megaphone." Alright, the exhibition is now open! Please enter the hall in queues, do not push, do not
Before he could finish, the people that were in queues swarmed into the exhibition hall.
There were many collections, including assorted jades, gold, stones, calligraphy, and paintings! Everything from the Western Zhou dynasty until the end of the Qing dynasty-all kinds of antiques from every dynasty could be found here.
The patrons entered the exhibition and started to take out their phones. They wanted to take photos of everything.
Darryl, Debra, and Sara admired the antique collections. Debra was not interested in antiques, but she was keen on some ancient paintings and calligraphy.
Darryl noticed that the walls in the exhibition hall were filled with paintings and calligraphy works from famous artists. However, there were also many fake copies.
"Look! Quick, look!"
Someone among the crowd yelled. They followed the voice and saw a work of calligraphy hung on a nearby wall.
Everyone there sounded excited!
"No wonder he's the Sage of Calligraphy! Look at his work, it's swift and unconstrained!"
"Yes! This work by Wang Xizhi is priceless!”
The crowd praised the work non-stop with admiration.
Debra pulled Darryl excitedly toward that direction to take a look.
When they were in front of the crowd, they could see that the calligraphy work was quite old; it was Wang Xizhi's Ping'an Tie!
Darryl almost laughed out loud. That was the one he had copied!
Sara mentioned that she had given it to her classmate. How did it get onto the exhibition's wall? Darryl laughed inwardly. It was apparent that someone had done something to make the work appear older, as if it was Wang Xizhi's real autograph. The people in that era could really fake anything and everything. Even his copy was showcased in the exhibition!
Max Harrington was the exhibition's organizer. Everyone knew that he was an influential figure in the world of antiques. How could he have collected an imitation?
That man had no manners at all, how dare he say it was a fake!
Darryl laughed lightly and replied, "I have a smattering of calligraphy."
"Just a smattering?" The bespectacled man sneered. He could not hide the disdain. " Then don't boast so unashamedly. People like you should not comment so casually on Max's collection."
Max Harrington was not only an antique collector; he was also an antique connoisseur! How could his antique collections be fake? That brat's comments were really laughable.
When she realized that the atmosphere had turned sour, Debra tried to help Darryl soothe the crowd. "You guys are mistaken; he did not mean anything by it. It was just a casual comment."
She was there with Darryl to relax and have some fun; she did not want to see him in an argument with other people.
However, Darryl only smiled. He looked at the bespectacled man and said, "Although I only know a little about calligraphy, I am not wrong. The Ping'an Tie in front of me is a fake."
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