This topic can't go on, Bai Bingyu cleared her throat and glared at Ling Ming, even if you have a girlfriend, you have to restrain yourself a little and bring bad children.

"In vain, let's look at Xiao Huang. ”

Ling Bai cheered: "Oh, Xiao Huang, Xiao Huang." ”

"Haiwen, are you in the Tibetan studio? Do you want to do a security check or something? Now they all say that your Tibetan studio is the same as a bank vault, and ordinary banks are not as valuable as yours, and robbing you is more direct than robbing a bank. ”

"......" Lin Haiwen rolled his eyes, his studio is still relatively reliable, it has a layer of security, and the Black Dragon Pond Wetland Park has a layer of security, plus the district has also arranged a lot of cameras around it.

In addition, a few other public security officers will leave an ear when they fall asleep for the key objects in the jurisdiction, and the Valley of the Wicked Painting Studio is of course the focus of it, if Lin Haiwen's studio is stolen, what is robbed, and if Lin Haiwen himself is injured in a serious way, his face can be lost to the whole country and the world.

This is certainly unacceptable to them.

"Wow. Lin Haven angrily pouted at the side: "In the painting jar of the Tai kiln, as well as the bottom three layers of the shelf, they are all small yellow themes, you can see for yourself, there are big and small." ”

Bai Bingyu blinked: "Huh?"

"What's the matter? There are at least twenty or thirty of them, and there are a few framed ones in the studio, if you can't look at the outside, you'll go in and look at them later." Lin Haven added.

"—you mean it's all your paintings?"

Bai Bingyu said it was a little difficult, but in fact, she couldn't blame her.

The big porcelain jar of the Thai kiln will not be mentioned, it looks still quite flavorful, but on a particularly large five-layer easel on the side, there are a lot of canvases on each layer, and the bottom is quite tidy, separated by layers, the top layer, all the linen is basically a mess, the rags are piled up, and it is a waste manuscript at a glance.

"That's how you keep it?"

"Ahh ”

Liu Duo was so angry. ”

He just spent more than 100 million to buy "Bird, Bird, Bird", and it turned out that Lin Haven was here, and there were piles of them.

"What's so angry," Lin Haven pouted: "Don't look too particular, but in fact, the isolation paper is very expensive, after wrapping it, the effect is very good, and the studio is full of constant temperature and humidity, and it is all salary paintings, it doesn't matter." ”

Bai Bingyu pointed to the top rag: "What about these?"

"I thought of painting some of them on the spot, some of them didn't finish, some of them gave up, and some of them were ready to shovel out some of them and redraw them, so I put them there first. ”

Bai Bingyu and Ling Ming both took a deep breath, and in the face of these rags, they both felt like they couldn't get their hands on them.

For ordinary people, they are the daughters of the rich, the sons of everyone, ordinary people for housing loans, car loans, and even the difficulties of life for the embarrassment, they basically have no empathy and can't feel it. But at this moment, they do feel that they feel the same way as those ordinary people.

Even if Bai Bingyu easily prepared 100 million today, for her, 100 million cash expenditure was not insignificant.

But Lin Haven just dealt with these masterpieces.

This money!

Shaking his head and exhaling, Bai Bingyu took a rag from the top and stretched it out—there was a window on it, and the window was full of red glow. Obviously, it is a work derived from the painting "Black Dragon Pond", and she can't see what it means to be unfinished, but the sunset outside the window is very rich in red and magical.

Take it out and sell it, 100 million!

Putting down this 100 million, Bai Bingyu picked up another one, this one is a semi-finished product, and on it is a half-painted image of Feitian - Feitian is probably the theme of Lin Haven second only to Xiao Huang, "Silent Guanyin" and "Flying Buddha Picture" are all world-renowned masterpieces with the theme of Feitian.

Another 100 million!

Putting down another rag, Bai Bingyu felt that she was a little squandering, just now for a while, she had already picked up and put down seven or eight hundred million.

"Mom, where's Xiao Huang?" Ling Bai was impatient, he hadn't seen Xiao Huang yet.

Only then did Bai Bingyu come to her senses and glance at Ling Ming, quite self-deprecating.

I haven't seen the earthly buns in the world.

Ling Ming squatted down and began to flip from the bottom three layers.

Speaking of which, the triptych that Liu Duo bought is indeed the only triptych Xiao Huang that Lin Haiwen bought, and from this point of view, he still earned it. However, these are relatively large in terms of format. There are little yellow perched on the easel, there are also in its natural corner, and there are flying, standing on the windowsill, some heavy structure, some heavy light and dark, some heavy color, some heavy light...... Ling Ming and Bai Bingyu watched it for a while, and it was like watching Lin Haiwen's painting exhibition once, and they were extremely full of energy.

Even Ling Bai's children watched together with great devotion.

Bai Bingyu was still very relieved to see her little son devote herself to it, and felt that it was a good decision to buy paintings: "Do you like to paint in vain?"

"Love the little yellow. ”

“......”

"Would you like to let you draw with Uncle Haiwen?" Ling Ming couldn't help but laugh, not feeling good: "Uncle Haiwen is very powerful, you can still play with Xiao Huang here." ”

"A little bigger. Bai Bingyu straightened up and looked at Lin Haiwen: "I'll ask him if he's older, if you want to learn, I'll let you see if he has talent, okay?"

"Okay. But isn't it good that the young master, who has a net worth of tens of billions, still comes to learn to paint hard?"

"Aren't you the same? Why can't he?"

"How can I be the same? I started from scratch, and I worked hard for a grain of rice and a thread? The hardships I have endured are something that you rich second and third generations dare not think of, and cannot imagine. The hardships I have experienced are beyond the reach of your imagination. Lin Haven sighed.

“...... Enough, what hardships have you suffered, you, you became famous at the age of nineteen, and you have been rampant and domineering until now. Ling Ming is not convinced, although he is a rich second generation, but because of his love for ceramics, in fact, he has really suffered a lot, otherwise no matter how good the talent is, it is not open, he is a master of arts and crafts in his early thirties, how can it be if he is not hard.

"Okay, you don't understand me, and I don't expect you to understand me, geniuses are all lonely. Lin Haiwen looked at Ling Ming and wanted to say, "Have you chosen?"

Ling Ming had no choice but to pout and stop talking.

"This one. Bai Bingyu held one in his hand, it was Xiao Huang parked on the windowsill, the sunlight from outside hit it, and the two black eyes were particularly clear and smart, which could almost make people addicted to it. So although there are many options, Bai Bingyu still fell in love with this one at first sight.

"Well, huh...... In that tank, there is a copy marked with the number 22, which is with this, Ling Ming, look for it, be careful, that tank is hundreds of millions. Lin Haven looked at it and remembered it.

Ling Ming was about to reach out to find it, but he was so frightened that he shrank back.

"What are you doing here, it's hundreds of millions of, right?"