This kind of dinner, that is, poor mouths, singing, and back-and-forth communication, charity auctions can be regarded as the most serious part.

There are a lot of things to be sent for auction this time.

Bian Wanrou is very supportive of Dunhuang Night, in a sense, Bian Wanrou may be a little more concerned than Lin Haven. With the current contract between her and Dunhuang, it is basically run by the service level of a large company and the share of her personal studio, and the treatment given to her by Dunhuang is very good, and it is impossible to change a person or a company.

This kind of cooperation actually goes beyond the scope of customers, so it is normal for Bian Wanrou to feel more deeply about the Dunhuang miracle she participated in than Lin Haiwen.

This time, Dunhuang Entertainment held the Dunhuang Night, in fact, in a sense, it can be regarded as a kind of declaration, a kind of summary, with such a magnificent and powerful scene, to clearly express a voice: Dunhuang has a lofty status and influence in the Chinese entertainment industry.

Of course, she has to do her best to participate in the grand event.

"The first lot is a very heavy and heavyweight thing, it is provided by Miss Bian Wanrou, and it is the lyrics of the score of "When Will the Bright Moon Be" - "The guest hosts are Jia Shikai and Yu Yangxi, Jia Shikai paused at this point, and then smiled again: "This score is a handwritten version of Mr. Lin Haven, and there is probably only this one in the world." ”

An exclamation.

Lin Haven was stunned, and he turned his head to look at Bian Wanrou: "It's so big?

“...... What. ”

This manuscript is not the earliest, the earliest are all printouts, but later, three or four years ago, at the request of Bian Wanrou, Lin Haven wrote her the lyrics of three ancient poems and songs, "When Will the Bright Moon Be", "Alone in the West Building" and "On the Water Side", which she prepared to treasure by herself. I didn't expect to take out the most heavyweight "When Will the Bright Moon Exist" at this time.

Generous.

"We don't say much, the starting price is 10~~ 10,000, which is very discounted, and it is about 0% off, so everyone is actively participating. ”

"5 million!"

"Oh, Mr. Huang of Tianyun, bid 5 million. Jia Shikai was shocked.

Lin Haven looked over, Huang Zuowen also raised a glass to him, the two sat not far away, Lin Haven nodded, Huang Zuowen is much more well-behaved.

"10 million!"

"Mr. Lu of Yiwen Film and Television, 10 million!!"

it!

I don't know how many people scold my mother in my heart.

These two are not the sons of people, Wang Jiudan and his brother, they have only asked for the price twice, and the price has flown to 10 million yuan. According to the current price of Lin Hai's calligraphy, this manuscript of more than 100 characters and music scores, although the size is small, 10 million is not high - the key is that it is rare.

But Rao is like this, Huang Zuowen and Lu Dong, the two local tyrants, are playing like this, basically most of them are out, spending more than 10,000 yuan a year to buy a manuscript of Lin Haiwen, even if there is no shortage of money among these people present, they will not spend it like this.

"15 million! Mr. Huang Zuowen!" Jia Shikai became excited again.

Lu Dong smiled, raised his glass with Huang Zuowen, and congratulated, this thing belongs to him!

It's a bit of a gentleman's dispute, Lin Haven pouted, and the two old hats are still pretending to be very sassy. Jia Shikai is not a professional auctioneer, and there is no professional today, he looked at it and saw that no one seemed to be bidding, so he pretended to pat it on the display table: "A hammer went down." ”

"The two hammers go down, and the last hammer goes down, but it's decided. ”

"20 million!"

The last hammer didn't go down.

The audience was amazed.

Lin Haiwen was even more surprised, he knew this voice, he was supposed to sit with them, but this is the darling of the camera, so she didn't want to-Bai Bingyu, Ling Ming's former sister-in-law.

"Sister Bai said that she liked this song. Bian Wanrou was also quite surprised, she glanced over there, the two of them also had a relationship, they both belonged to single women in high places, and they made an appointment to do beauty shopping or something: "She wants it, why don't you write a copy?"

"Why else is that?"

"Why?"

"She's got a lot of money. ”

“......”

Bai Bingyu does have a lot of money, she is now ready to take over Huafeng's family business, and it will be Cui Cheng's hanging in the future.

Competing with Bai Bingyu, who has a lot of money, Huang Zuowen's net worth can't be competed.

The first lot, the 20 million manuscript of the lyrics and music scores of "When Will the Bright Moon Be", many stars present, usually look very good, and they are very stylish, but the auction has just begun, and the first one makes them a little hot, and they feel that this world is not the same.

Anyway, the auction hall was pushed by a few local tyrants and became hot.

There is also a minority musical instrument of Tianma Legend in the back, a luxury suit by Jia Shikai and Li Luran, a limited edition Beatles vinyl record from Wan Zhenzhen's collection, Qi Hui's most local tyrant, and a diamond jewelry, which was won by a fashion brand executive, which was very cheap, and no one fought for 400,000 yuan.

One by one, the finale came out, and everyone couldn't help but sit up straight.

Lin Haven's paintings!

"Finally, it is the oil painting donated by Mr. Lin Haiwen, the host of the Dibo Dunhuang Night, the triptych "Bird, Bird, Bird". ”

The ceremonial carefully lifted the painting up.

The three paintings, as if taken by a camera, are three little yellows with different expressions in the same background.

The format is not big, and a piece is not as good as the ordinary size of a work, which is also painted by Lin Haven when he changed his mind, among all his works, the theme of Xiao Huang is probably the most, in addition to the well-known "Emperor Lin" and "Birdsong", there are a large number of gouache, sketches, oil paintings, and even Gongbi Chinese paintings, which have been accumulated for several years, dozens of them, after all, they don't need to spend a lot of extra time, and they come out in the gap between large paintings.

But this is the first time that Lin Haven took it out and sold it.

He glanced at Bian Wanrou and Qi Hui: "Today, let the two of you see with your little noses and eyes, those inconspicuous papers and cloths in my studio, what do they all mean, what they mean, hum." ”

Qi Hui and Bian Wanrou looked at each other, helpless.

Lin Haven didn't frame these works, they were dealt with very simply, all kinds of themes, dozens and hundreds of pieces, were placed in the Valley of the Wicked Studio, they often go, and sometimes they really ignore it.

"10 million!"

It's not Huang Zuowen, it's not Lu Dong, it's not Bai Bingyu, it's a man who everyone doesn't know very well, obviously he came in with an invitation, and the target is probably Lin Haiwen's painting.

Lin Haven underestimated the domestic thirst for his work.

When a few people on the table who wanted to make a move, before they could make a sound, the price flew away.

"15 million!"

"20 million!"

"22 million!"

"30 million!"

It was as if I had arrived at a tense auction venue.

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