When Chen Manqing stopped writing, both those who knew how to draw and those who didn't, still had some unfinished ideas.
Those who know how to paint are looking at paintings, and those who don’t know how to paint are looking at people.
"Good! What a picture of immortals outside the mountains!"
After Chen Manqing stopped writing, an old man in ordinary clothes stood up and walked to the desk. He only glanced at it and nodded with admiration.
After the old man, several middle-aged men came over to admire it, and then they also expressed admiration and praise just like the old man.
These people are all dignitaries who came in person after being invited. After all, not everyone can be like the Lin family and the Zhao family, who are free to not take this kind of thing seriously. For these people, being able to get an invitation from Chen Manqing is absolutely a big deal.
It's not child's play.
"Manqing's painting skills have improved a lot! This picture is already popular among everyone!" After admiring it, the old man looked at Chen Manqing with a smile and said.
Chen Manqing bowed slightly and said modestly: "Grandpa Zhang, thank you very much. Compared with Grandpa Zhang, Manqing still has a lot to learn."
The old man smiled more and more happily, nodded and said: "Not arrogant, not impetuous, very good. It seems that it is not unreasonable for your grandfather to ask you to come to the Maple Forest Club once a year to practice painting."
Chen Manqing smiled and said nothing. She didn't understand her grandfather's thoughts at first, because she was not a person who valued fame. For her, she would rather study painting by herself than practice painting in front of everyone.
Then accept the comments from these people.
However, after years of experience, she finally understood her grandfather's hard conscience.
People have always been social animals. If she devotes herself to the study of Hua Dao, she will be calm, but if she is not in contact with the outside world for a long time, she will be out of touch with this era. And practicing Hua Dao once a year at Maple Grove Club can not only hone her mind
, and can also maintain certain contact with the outside world.
Moreover, the paintings she made are subject to various evaluations from the outside world, which is also very beneficial to tempering her character.
While the two were talking, Zhao Fuchen, Li Shiqing and others also came over. After all, in their eyes, although Chen Manqing was not from their circle, she was always sought after by their circle.
"What a painting! Miss Chen is not only beautiful, but she also has such outstanding painting skills!" Zhao Fuchen glanced at it for a few times, then looked at Chen Manqing with admiration and said.
The latter nodded slightly to express his gratitude, but had no intention of talking to him.
Zhao Fuchen didn't mind either, but after hesitating for a moment he said: "Miss Chen, next month is our old man's eightieth birthday. It just so happens that our old man likes paintings. I am willing to pay 10 million for this painting of immortals outside the mountains."
I bought it at a good price so that I can celebrate his birthday next month. I wonder if Miss Chen can part with her?"
After every art exhibition, Chen Manqing's paintings will be auctioned on-site. Zhao Fuchen knows this rule, so he will directly bid directly.
If he can take this painting, it means that his relationship with Chen Manqing can take a further step, even if they are just ordinary friends, it will be worthwhile.
Of course, Young Master Zhao doesn't just want to be friends with Chen Manqing.
After Zhao Fushen made the bid, another middle-aged man immediately bid as well and said: "Master Zhao is quite generous! However, I also like this painting very much, so I will pay 15 million!"
Seeing that the two people had already started bidding, the man whom Chen Manqing called Grandpa Zhang also picked up the brush on the table and wrote a name in the lower right corner of the scroll: Zhang Yuanfeng.
"Manqing, I am relying on my old age to show off my old skills. I will also put my name on this painting." The old man said with a smile.
Chen Manqing leaned forward again and said, "Grandpa Zhang, please stop teasing Manqing. Your old name is much more valuable than this painting."
And those who were still hesitating whether to bid or not, saw this scene and exclaimed: "Mr. Zhang signed the signature personally. I'm afraid the value of this painting will increase several times!"
"That's true. Fifteen million would be a shame for this painting. Let's do this, Mr. Zhao. I'll pay you 50 million for a fixed price. If you can pay more than this, it will only mean that I have nothing to do with this painting."
No chance." The middle-aged man who made the bid before thought for a moment, turned his head to look at Zhao Fuchen, and said with a little thought.
He indeed liked this painting very much, but Zhao Fuchen had already said that he would buy it and give it to his grandfather. Thinking of the old man of the Zhao family, he couldn't go too far.
Zhao Fuchen smiled and said: "Then I'd like to thank Uncle Han for enduring the pain, and I'll pay 80 million!"
At such a price, let alone a painting, even an antique from two thousand years ago can probably be bought!
After Zhao Fuchen made his bid, no one competed with him anymore. It was not because they could not afford a higher price, but because they did not want to have a grudge against Zhao Fuchen. In that case, the gain would outweigh the loss.
Zhang Yuanfeng also spoke at the right time and said: "Man Qing, since no one bids again, let's sell this painting to Fushen. You never like to compare. Fushen bought this painting to celebrate his grandfather's birthday, so it doesn't count.
It goes against your original intention.”
Chen Manqing raised her head and glanced at Lin Tian, who was sitting on the chair. Then she nodded slightly and was about to agree.
However, at this moment, she saw Lin Tian stand up.
This made her subconsciously swallow the words on her lips. In her eyes, Lin Tian's whole person was shrouded in a mysterious aura. He defeated Shen Long with one move on Qiuxia Mountain. After knowing Lin Tian's identity before, he
I found that his behavior was very different from the rumored dandy. When I saw him standing up, I also wanted to see what Lin Tian wanted to do.
"Eighty million yuan to buy a half-finished painting. The Zhao family is really wealthy! Nowadays, clean government is prevalent in China. I wonder if Mr. Zhao will be so angry that he is leaning on crutches if he knows that his grandson spends 80 million yuan to buy a painting.
Beat you?"
Lin Tian clasped his hands behind his back, glanced at Zhao Fuchen with a joking look on his face, and said calmly.
This guy had a stern look on his face, as if he could step on his head if he could buy this painting. Lin Tian felt childish in his heart. At the same time, he thought about the grudge between the original person and this guy, and after thinking about it, he finally decided
Stand up and destroy his prestige.
However, as soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the box suddenly became subtle.
Zhao Fuchen was startled at first, then raised his brows, stared at Lin Tian and sneered: "You are so bold that you are not afraid of flashing your tongue! You, Mr. Lin, are famous for being a playboy in the entire Sijiu City. How come I don't know about Lin Tian?"
Does the young master still know the art of painting? He actually brazenly said that Miss Chen’s painting is a semi-finished product? Lin Tian, if you want to use this to win Miss Chen’s attention, this method is too despicable!”
Not only Zhao Fuchen was like this, but also Zhang Yuanfeng frowned.
Including Li Shiqing, Xia Xin and others, even when they heard Lin Tian's words, they felt that Lin Tian was overdoing it?
Xia Xin whispered beside Lin Tian: "Brother Tian, calm down!"
Only Li Shiqing glanced at Lin Tian thoughtfully, and then stood beside him with a firm look on her face without speaking.
After Zhao Fuchen finished speaking, Xu Ziqi, who was brought in by him, said displeasedly: "Mr. Lin, Miss Chen's painting skills are obvious to all. Even Mr. Zhang praised them, but you said this painting is a semi-finished product. This kind of behavior
, it’s really disgusting!”
Li Shiqing frowned, but Xu Ziqi did not look at Li Shiqing's reaction and seemed to have firmly decided to side with Zhao Fushen.
Qin Ruofei on the side was also watching with cold eyes, her disdain for Lin Tian even stronger in her heart.
Is this a reformation?
"Young man, you said this painting is a semi-finished product, then tell me, what should the finished product look like?" Zhang Yuanfeng said, although his tone was calm, his slightly cold expression was enough to show that he was extremely dissatisfied with Lin Tian at this moment!
You know, just now he put his name on this painting, which suddenly increased its value several times, but now Lin Tian said it was a semi-finished product. This not only questioned Chen Manqing's painting skills, but also questioned him.
Questioning of vision!
And as the president of the Chinese Painting Association, each painting and calligraphy can be auctioned for a sky-high price. Just a name is worth immeasurable. How could his vision be wrong?!
Who is qualified to question his vision?
Facing the accusations from these people, Lin Tian turned a deaf ear and looked at Chen Manqing with a smile on his face.
Being stared at by Lin Tian, Chen Manqing was slightly startled, and then her heart was slightly shaken. Could it be that he really knew the complete appearance of this painting?
But the problem is, I don’t even know what the complete picture looks like!
"Have you ever seen an immortal? Just say this is a picture of an immortal outside the mountain?" Lin Tian shook his head, seeming to be mocking himself and feeling nostalgic.
In the world of cultivation, those who reach the Nascent Soul stage can be called fairies.
But in his mind, there is only one person who can become his fairy.
That is his master, Fairy Liuli!
This painting depicts a fairy in neon clothes on the top of a mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, about to ascend to the sky. Around the fairy, there are cranes fluttering their wings. Just based on the painting skills and artistic conception, in the secular world,
, it is indeed a rare masterpiece of painting!
But in Lin Tian's eyes, he is far from being called an immortal.
Moreover, Chen Manqing did not draw the appearance of this fairy, but only drew a silhouette. The true appearance was obscured by clouds and mist. Flowers can be seen through the mist. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, this will be closer to a fairy!
"Haha, you are just nitpicking! Where can an immortal come from in this world? Even if there is one, have you ever seen one? Since you have never seen an immortal, what qualifications do you have to say that this is not an immortal? And what qualifications do you have to say this?
Can’t the painting be called a painting of immortals outside the mountains?”
Zhao Fuchen was the first to stand up and refute, asking a series of questions that were well-founded.
This time, even Chen Manqing frowned, because Zhao Fuchen did not ask wrongly, where did the immortal come from in this world?
Since no one has ever seen an immortal, then if I say this is an immortal, why do you say it’s not?
However, she had always been curious about Lin Tian, so she did not immediately question Lin Tian. Zhao Fuchen's questioning just happened to help her do this.