"Haha, nice to meet you, the young man looks so energetic!"
Fang Cunyi smiled and took the initiative to extend her slender hand. Niu Xiaotian didn't support her, stood up and shook her hand.
The hand feels like holding a ball of cotton, it's so soft that it's incredible.
"I'm honored to meet him. The great artist has an outstanding temperament that makes people unforgettable after just one glance." Niu Xiaotian hissed.
"You're quite good at complimenting people, I like it!"
Fang Cunyi chuckled, like a silver bell, echoing in the sky, and the men all looked at her, looking really hopeless.
"Who is this……"
Fang Cunyi looked at Qingyi and frowned slightly. She had probably never seen such a perfect girl. Although she was not big, everything was impeccable.
"Qingyi, my friend!" Niu Xiaotian introduced.
"Haha, it's really a fate, the name is very similar to mine." Fang Cunyi smiled brightly.
However, Qingyi was so arrogant that she just snorted without giving him a chance to look at her.
What does it look like?
This is not the other, the difference is cloud and mud!
Fang Cunyi's smile froze a bit, asking for trouble. She chatted casually with the others, then twisted her waist and went to the back of the stage.
"Qingyi, have you found out what kind of superpower she has?" Niu Xiaotian asked through a message.
"Hypnosis!"
Qing Yi was very convinced, but said disdainfully: "If you understand Fang's surname as a square shape, split the characters and combine them, you will know who she is!"
Niu Xiaotian is not very good at word splitting games.
"How can the character Fang be divided into two parts?"
Qingyi raised her eyebrows, rolled up her eyes and sighed slightly, but patiently broke up the three words "Fang Cunyi" and then reassembled them.
Soon, a name appeared in Niu Xiaotian's mind.
Fu Jun......
Damn it!
This is the woman who gave orders on Bai Han's behalf, the leader of the Dharma Protector Hall and the top hypnosis master!
She had known Brother Oda for a long time, but she pretended to be meeting him for the first time.
The name Fu Jun is relatively common.
On the contrary, it is not as good as Fang Cun Yi, which has profound connotations and is thought-provoking.
Thinking of the many must-kill missions all arranged by this woman, Niu Xiaotian was so angry that he wanted to fuck her directly, and then forced her to find out where Bai Han was hiding, and then click!
Of course not!
Fu Jun has no aggressive behavior. If he really wants to deal with her, Bo Han will immediately break the agreement and expand the scope of the war infinitely.
It’s not easy to go out on a trip. Having fun while traveling is the most important thing, so be patient first!
The stage lights came on, Fu Jun changed into a blue porcelain cheongsam, tied his hair in a bun on the back of his head, walked lightly to the stage, and walked to the front of the speaking stage with his long and sexy legs.
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Knocking on the microphone, Fu Jun smiled and said: "This is a wonderful night, and it is also a happy night. Welcome all entrepreneurs to this auction. To thank you, I will present the best auction in recent years.
I appreciate my work with you all, and please give me your feedback.”
Everyone immediately clapped politely and did as the Romans do, and Niu Xiaotian also clapped a few times.
"Without wasting everyone's time, this is my first work, a hymn to life!" Fu Jun faced back and made a waving gesture.
I saw two young handsome guys carrying a painting to the stage. They held their chests and heads up, and stood as straight as possible. This shows that the painting is not light.
Fu Jun's work is an oil painting with a golden frame. Judging from the color, it is either pure gold or plated with real gold. It is quite luxurious.
Looking at the content of the painting, the black, green, and green colors are piled up together without any order, which is very disturbing to look at.
Could it be that this is also called painting?
Brother Oda can draw at this level with his feet and eyes closed.
However, there was a chorus of praise below.
“What a great painting!”
“So creative!”
“It’s unexpected every time, it’s a real surprise!”
The praises came one after another, and Yan Lai also praised it. He stared at the painting and couldn't even move his neck!
Niu Xiaotian was confused and couldn't help asking: "Dong Yan, what is this painting?"
"The seeds are sprouting, penetrating the soil with tenacious vitality. Even if there are rocks above, they cannot stop them. Even cracks appear in the rocks. This is an unyielding spirit." Yan Lai commented.
It’s so evil!
I’ve heard the analysis but I still don’t understand which one is the seed and which one is the stone. How can I tell the vitality? That thing is colorless and odorless!
Brother Oda can't see it anyway. Could it be that the artistic purpose is not enough?
At this time,
But I heard Qingyi's message: "Xiaotian, this is a painting with hypnotic elements, which will induce the viewer to think about the germination of seeds."
Damn it!
Awesome!
Being able to incorporate hypnotic elements into his paintings makes Fu Jun a top art master.
Niu Xiaotian is a cultivated person, so of course he will not be hypnotized by colors and lines. All he can see is a messy painting.
"Qingyi, is this form harmful to the human body?" Niu Xiaotian asked.
"It's just a short-term hypnosis, it won't cause any harm."
Oh, then just mind your own business.
There is a saying that blocking someone's way of making money is like killing one's parents.
As long as these people like it, then buy it and hang it at home, waiting for the seeds to germinate!
"The reserve price for this painting starts at 100,000 yuan." Fu Jun acted as the auctioneer himself.
"One hundred thousand!"
Niu Xiaotian raised his hand cheerfully, knowing that the lowest price was useless and deliberately joining in the fun.
Sure enough,
An entrepreneur can directly earn up to 300,000 yuan.
Subsequently, the value skyrocketed, and it was finally sold for 1.5 million.
Yan Lai didn't raise his hand. He praised it, but he still didn't want to buy it.
It's so easy to make money. If you buy one for 1.5 million and go home, Niu Xiaotian would be envious!
Fu Jun was quite satisfied with the price. He kept a smile on his face and held a microphone to express his gratitude to the entrepreneur who took the picture.
Two handsome young men carried the painting down and placed it in front of the entrepreneur.
The entrepreneur didn't hesitate and immediately wrote a check. A handsome young man bowed and took it in his hand, then came to the stage and handed it to Fu Jun.
The second painting was brought up again.
Fu Jun introduced the name, and the river was flowing!
It's still a mess of colors, as if they were smeared with a paintbrush, but Yan Lai patted his thigh and praised it, the waves crashing on the shore, majestic and majestic, the painting style is heroic and bold, he can be called a hero among women!
Seeing Niu Xiaotian's confused look, Yan Lai turned around and asked, "Xiaotian, do you think Fang Cunyi's paintings are bad?"
"Hey, we can't understand either. My eyes seem to be color blind all of a sudden." Niu Xiaotian also smiled and rubbed his eyes.
Yan Lai was so smart that he immediately realized that there was something in Niu Xiaotian's words. He wanted to raise his hand to buy, but immediately put it down.
The base price is still 100,000!
"One hundred thousand!" Niu Xiaotian bid again with a smile, and Fu Jun nodded at him and smiled.
Soon, it soared to 1.8 million, and eventually sold for 2 million!
The next few paintings were all priced at more than one million. Niu Xiaotian roughly estimated that Fu Jun had already made more than 10 million in his account that night, which can be said to be a good way to make money.
Yan Lai didn't even raise his hand once, and he didn't even comment on the subsequent paintings, which made Fu Jun frown slightly.
"The last painting took me three years to complete. I haven't given it a name yet. Please enjoy it."
The same two handsome boys came up carrying an oil painting measuring one and a half meters in length and width.
Completely different from the previous style, this is a real landscape painting.
Facing a high mountain, hundreds of small houses of different shapes stand among the green trees. Below is the rushing river with layers of waves.