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60. There is a rule when buying paintings.

 Yang Zhengyu logged in to the account.

After the broadcast.

I found that at some point, the number of fans increased to 930,000, just shy of breaking through 1 million fans.

Boss Shen asked him: "How many fans do you have? The one who came a few days ago is a big Internet celebrity with 100,000 fans."

Ren Le couldn't hold back and laughed, "My brother has 100,000 fans. Let me see how many there are. I'll go! 900,000 fans!"

He came to look at Yang Zhengyu and was stunned for a moment.

"Brother Yu, you are so awesome." Wang Bobo laughed and said.

Boss Shen moved closer to see Yang Zhengyu’s screen.

Yang looked around with his mobile phone and greeted his friends in the live broadcast room.

"Brothers are online, let's continue the live broadcast today."

Soon more than 5,000 people were watching in the live broadcast room.

"The time when Brother Yu appears is not fixed every time."

"Where are you going to pick up the leaks today?"

"Calligraphy and painting shop?"

"The water on calligraphy and painting is very deep, and there are many fakes in it."

Yang Zhengyu smiled and pointed the live broadcast camera at the store owner.

He said: "Everyone, if I buy something good here today, you should also remember to come to Boss Shen."

This was considered an advertisement for Boss Shen, and Boss Shen couldn't help but smile.

Boss Shen raised his hands towards the screen, "Thank you everyone, thank you everyone."

Yang Zhengyu turned the camera on the three brothers again.

He said: "These are my brothers. Today I mainly take them to pick up leaks."

"The anchor is atmospheric."

"Anchor, why don't you lead us to pick up the leaks too."

"Is it Xijing Cultural Street?"

"I'll go find Brother Yu tomorrow."

Hua Kaifugui said: "You all look quite young, you must be less than twenty years old."

Yang Zhengyu took the camera of his mobile phone and started walking around the store.

The store is surrounded by glass counters.

Behind the glass counter are some mahogany shelves with paintings on them.

As the store owner said, I first looked at the paintings of Ming Dynasty writers.

Yang Zhengyu swept his eyes wide.

In fact, there is nothing serious.

The three brothers followed his eyes.

Wherever he looked, the brothers looked.

After a while, Ren Le asked: "How is Brother Yu?"

In the live broadcast room, someone also shouted:

"Is the anchor going to take action?"

“You can’t even see it even if it’s rolled up.”

"Isn't that a painting on the wall?"

"Can you afford those on the wall?"

"My grandma knows that is true."

Yang Zhengyu looked at it and said nothing.

He walked along the shelves and actually reached the shelves of modern painters.

At this time, he moved his eyebrows slightly.

A very inconspicuous painting on the edge of the shelf attracted his attention.

The painting is rolled up and placed on the side of the upper shelf.

Maybe it’s because of the dust.

There was a layer of newspaper covering the outside.

What Yang Zhengyu was looking at was not the paintings, but the newspapers.

Yang Zhengyu said to several brothers: "Do you know there are rules for buying paintings?"

As he spoke, he asked the audience on the screen.

The viewers in the live broadcast room said they didn’t know.

The three brothers are also confused.

The shop owner followed and listened.

Yang Zhengyu said: "That means buying new instead of old."

He went on to explain: "What does this mean? It means that the value of the works of famous painters has increased. If you buy them now, you will stand guard on the top of the mountain."

"What we have to do is buy low and sell high. Those paintings by writers who are not yet famous are worthless. But when they become famous, the appreciation may be tens of thousands of times."

The three brothers were stunned after hearing this.

They had never heard of this kind of knowledge, and they all felt a little dizzy.

In the live broadcast room, the audience also expressed their lack of understanding of this knowledge.

"Never heard of it."

"You are making all these lies during the live broadcast."

"It feels quite reasonable."

"Nonsense, look at those paintings by Van Gogh and Picasso, their value increases every year."

Boss Shen followed Yang Zhengyu’s words.

He said: "My brother is right. Picking things up means buying low-value things and selling them at high values."

He patted the shelves and said, "The things I have here are all good. They are all contemporary painters who graduated from the Eighth Academy of Fine Arts. They have great potential for appreciation."

Yang Zhengyu said: "That's right, the works we bought have potential."

Yang Zhengyu pointed to the shelf.

"Show me these."

Boss Nong smiled and said, "Take them all? Okay."

After getting Yang Zhengyu's affirmative reply, he placed a grid of about ten paintings on the glass cabinet.

When Yang Zhengyu was live broadcast.

College classmates are also paying attention to his live broadcast room.

After all, he was taking his roommates to pick up leaks.

After all, the roommates announced it yesterday.

Others who can't go to the scene have to watch the live broadcast.

Of course, people watching the live broadcast also have various thoughts in their minds.

The little lolita Wu Siying looked very envious, "I obviously had dinner with Brother Yu that day, why did they miss me and not take me with them?"

She and Wang Yuanqiu were the only ones left in the dormitory.

Li Yan went to work, and Fan Binbin had an unknown date.

Wang Yuanqiu watched the live broadcast twice and said that he was lying if he said he was not envious.

But she still said: "Let's take a look. It would be fine if we could help them pick up the missing items. Don't wait for a long time without buying anything."

Wu Siying said: "Yuanyuan, I think you have changed recently?"

"What?" Wang Yuanqiu asked strangely.

Wu Siying said: "I think you were quite gentle before, and you didn't always make fun of others."

Wang Yuanqiu knew that he had made a mistake and quietly closed his mouth.

She smiled and said, "That's nonsense."

After saying that, I went back to the computer desk.

Li Xuehua is watching the live broadcast in the dormitory.

He just woke up not long ago and hasn't had time to eat breakfast yet.

When you open the live broadcast, you will see Yang Zhengyu’s live broadcast room, which is also on the homepage of the app.

Li Xuehua was so angry.

"I don't believe it, you are so lucky."

He said looking at Yang Zhengyu's voice in the live broadcast room.

While watching, learn how Yang Zhengyu interacts with veterans.

Li Xuehua thought very clearly and wanted to buy some goods from Yang Zhengyu in the past few days.

In a few days, I will also live broadcast the entire treasure appraisal.

He, Yang Zhengyu, can do it by picking up leaks.

Of course Li Xuehua can do it too.

Li Xuehua thought, remembering that the bread she bought yesterday was still on the desk.

So I turned over and climbed down the ladder, ready to get the bread.

He looked at his phone while crawling.

I am pondering every word of Yang Zhengyu’s words.

Suddenly, I missed the mark.

Before he could recover, he fell down two levels. Fortunately, the bed was not high.

One hand is also holding the ladder.

There were no major injuries, but the foot was twisted.

He sat down on the ground and his feet were so painful that he couldn't lift them up.

I tried twice to stand up.

When my feet hit the ground, it felt like they were broken.

Now Yang Zhengyu’s live broadcast on the screen is no longer good.

His movements were seen by his roommates lying on the bed.

Everyone came down to watch him.

Li Xuehua was a little speechless, "Damn, I have to go for an interview this afternoon."

The roommates stood aside and looked at each other, shaking their heads, "It's swollen!"

"It looks pretty serious."

"You can't do this, you have to go to the hospital."


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