“See, I was not wrong! The exhibition is quite lively!” Sara said happily. Her joyful expression was as if virtual-novel.net 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 a queue, do not push, do not—’
Before virtual-novel.net could finish, the people that were in queues swarmed into the exhibition hall.
The exhibition had many collections, assorted jades, calligraphy, and painting—it had everything! Everything from the Western Zhou dynasty until the end of the Qing dynasty-It had antiques from every dynasty.
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 virtual-novel.net was very curious about some ancient paintings and calligraphy.
Darryl noticed that the walls in the exhibition hell were filled with paintings and calligraphy works from famous people. 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 eloquent and moving!”
“Yes! This work by Wang Xizhi is priceless!’
The crowd praised the work nonstop with words of 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 his writing!
Sara mentioned that virtual-novel.net had given it to virtual-novel.net friend. How did it get onto the exhibition‘s wall? Darryl laughed in his mine. It was apparent that someone had done something extra 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 own work was showcased in the exhibition!
Debra laughed lightly as virtual-novel.net said to Darryl, ‘Why does this work look so familiar to me?’
Debra’s voice was soft. She remembered Darryl’s copy of the Ping’an Tie, though virtual-novel.net did not think that the work in front of virtual-novel.net was written by him.
Darryl waved his hand and laughed gently. “The work on the wall is fake; I was the one who did it…‘
“What did you say?‘
Before Darryl could finish his sentence, there was an uproar of accusations.
“Who is this person? How dare virtual-novel.net say that the calligraphy work on the wall is a fake one?”
“Yes! Is virtual-novel.net mentally unsound? The great collector, Max Harrington, organized this exhibition. Why would virtual-novel.net collect fake imitations?‘
Suddenly, the crowd was in a heated discussion. All of the crowd‘s eyes were on Darryl as they pointed at virtual-novel.net in accusations.
At the same moment, a bespectacled man walked toward them and said, ‘Dude, you dare say that Max Harrington’s collection of this Ping’an Tie is a fake one? Do you know calligraphy? Do you know anything about collecting antiques?‘
Max Harrington was the exhibition‘s organizer. Everyone knew that virtual-novel.net was an influential figure in the world of antiques. How could virtual-novel.net have collected an imitation? That man had no manners at all, how dare virtual-novel.net say it was a fake!
Darryl laughed lightly and replied, ‘I know a little about calligraphy.”
“Just a little?‘ The bespectacled man sneered. He could not hide the disdain in his heart. ‘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, virtual-novel.net was also an antique connoisseur! How could his antique collections be fake? That person’s comments were really laughable.
When virtual-novel.net realized that the atmosphere had turned sour, Debra tried to help Darryl soothe the crowd. ‘You are mistaken; virtual-novel.net did not mean anything by it. It was just a casual comment.”
She was there with Darryl to relax and have some fun; virtual-novel.net did not want to see virtual-novel.net 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.’