At this moment, the hall was crowded with many rich people, upper-class celebrities and nobles. The people who could be invited to the auction were all people with status and status in Country M.
Of course, there are also many people who come here because of their fame. Although their status is not prominent in the eyes of outsiders, their wealth is astonishing.
Count Mufeng and Count Monte Cristo were undoubtedly the highest-status people present. They sat in the front row of the auction and had the best position.
The auction has already progressed to two-thirds. The first auction is the works of contemporary painters, including oil paintings, landscape paintings, etc., which are the painting elites from all over the world.
Secondly, there are some carvings, wood carvings, stone carvings, ceramic carvings, etc. These works of art are highly representative and artistic.
Count Mufeng shook his head and said softly: "During the Renaissance, there were so many famous artists popping up all over the world. There were art exhibitions everywhere. Although their works are good, they are only acceptable and cannot be compared with the famous artists before."
The Count of Monte Cristo also nodded and said: "Indeed, how can a good work come out so easily? These works can only reach the beginning of art in front of you, but do not reveal the essence and cannot resonate with the human soul."
At the end of the day, the two of them saw that although there were a few good works, they were far from the calligraphy works they saw during the day and could not be compared with them.
"500,000, deal!"
A wealthy businessman bought a calligraphy work by a Chinese calligraphy master for an auction price of 500,000.
The wealthy businessman was full of joy.
A smile appeared on Count Mufeng's lips. He had carefully looked at the work. It was tangible but not spiritual. It was considered a good work for ordinary collectors.
He is now very much looking forward to seeing the calligrapher he saw during the day. Thinking about it now makes him have endless aftertaste.
The Count of Monte Cristo had the same idea. His main purpose tonight was Lu Feng's calligraphy.
Behind the seat, there was a man wearing sunglasses, hiding quietly. People around him did not dare to come close, because when they came close, they would feel a sense of oppression.
This person is none other than Di Chou Xing.
He is also looking forward to the calligraphy he saw during the day. Others may not know the value of this calligraphy, but he knows very well that it can be used to cultivate killing power!
Di Chou Xing has been trapped on the threshold of killing potential for a long time and has never been able to break through. It is not because he did not kill enough people, but because of his own factors.
If there are works that can influence his spirit, he will hopefully have a breakthrough.
That calligraphy is there!
Therefore, no matter what the price is, he will get this calligraphy tonight.
Soon the finale of the auction finally came, and the curator personally came on stage to explain.
"Dear distinguished guests, the last piece of art in this auction will be auctioned tonight. This is a calligraphy work with a very special artistic conception. Different people will have different feelings when viewing it."
The accompanying curator explained, and everyone couldn't help but become curious. Let alone what the works to be auctioned were like, just having the curator personally introduce them on stage was already a high level of approval.
You must know that the curator himself considers himself a master of art appreciation and has profound attainments in appreciation, so the works he recommends will definitely be right.
Everyone was immediately full of expectations.
"Okay, that's all I'll say, and you can appreciate the rest for yourself."
After the curator finished speaking, he left the rest of the matter to the host, got off the stage, and then Lu Feng's calligraphy works were pushed out.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on calligraphy.
When everyone focused their attention on the calligraphy, their hearts trembled, as if they were hallucinating in their minds.
"Here, why do I feel like I saw a wild wolf rushing towards me?" A wealthy businessman's face changed slightly and his breathing became rapid.
"Wild wolf? Why do I feel like a tiger descending from the mountain, its momentum is like a rainbow, and it makes people afraid."
"No way? Why do I feel like an honest old cow, silently devoting myself?"
Immediately, different people had different feelings. Some said they saw a wolf, some said they saw a python, and some even said they saw a bird.
In short, various opinions have different opinions.
What they said is correct. The main reason is that everyone has a different personality, so they see different pictures and feel different.
In the past, the fierce tigers painted by Tang Bohu could scare people when hung out at night, because the paintings had potential. Lu Feng had 9 different killing potentials, so they naturally saw different feelings.
Everyone kept exclamating. Although they didn't understand why they felt like this, there was no doubt that this was a very collectible work of art, much better than the previous 500,000 yuan calligraphy work.
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After everyone finished appreciating it, the auctioneer shouted: "The starting price for this calligraphy work of art is 100,000."
One hundred thousand?
If it is a historical painting, the starting price of 100,000 yuan is pitifully low, but for modern calligraphers, the starting price of 100,000 yuan is considered very high.
For the previous master, the starting price was only 50,000. Although the artistic conception of this painting is very high, the author is unknown and no one knows it at all. The starting price is very high for such a starting price.
"I will offer you 200,000 yuan," shouted a wealthy businessman who loved calligraphy.
"I'll pay 300,000."
Another wealthy businessman shouted.
Although they don't understand the special features of this painting, they are not short of money because they can come here to participate in the auction. If they like this work, they are naturally willing to spend money on it.
"500,000." Count Mufeng spoke.
Everyone immediately looked at Count Mufeng in surprise.
"700,000," shouted the Count of Monte Cristo.
"900,000."
"One million." Count Mufeng gritted his teeth and shouted.
Everyone looked at Count Mufeng in surprise.
Although this work is good, if they spend 1 million to buy it, it is indeed a bit much. After all, no one's money is picked up.
Of course, the main reason is that they all feel that this work is not worth the money.
No one continued to follow.
Suddenly, a man in the corner shouted: "2 million."
The one who shouted was none other than Di Chou Xing.
Count Mufeng was secretly surprised, but he really wanted this word. He could see the tiger from above, which could inspire his fighting spirit.
"2.1 million."
Di Chouxing shouted again: "3 million."
Count Mufeng's heart trembled. The price had exceeded his bottom line. He immediately looked at Count Monte Cristo and said, "I'll give it to you."
The corner of Monte Cristo's mouth twitched.
"3.1 million."
"5000000."
Di Chouxing reported it directly without any hesitation.
hiss!
hiss!
Countless people around him made surprised sounds.
This is already terrifying. You must know that such a price is already the price of a contemporary master's work.
Count Mufeng and Count Monte Cristo had helpless looks on their faces when they saw each other's high price.
The curator was also very surprised at the price of 5 million. He never expected that Lu Feng's calligraphy would be so popular.
At the end of the auction, Di Chouxing went straight to pay the bill, taking the installed calligraphy with him. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. However, when he just walked out of the exhibition hall, Luo Bing appeared at the door with more than a dozen law enforcement officers, pointing their guns at Di Chouxing.
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"Follow us to the police station. Someone is accusing you of murdering a West Point school student!" Luo Bing said coldly.