The two arrived at the party hall at 8 p.m. Yizhen held the arm of the night ember, he walked very slowly, probably afraid that she would fall.

These shoes are tall enough. Yizhen walked slowly, the clatter of his heels on the marble floor, reflecting the crystal chandeliers of the ancient European palace hanging from the ceiling.

Yizhen looked around: "Celebrities are wearing dresses, isn't this too formal?" ”

When Lan Feng saw Yizhen, he greeted her, and showed a knowing smile from Night Ash: "Brother, it's all ready." ”

Yizhen saw Liang Xi from afar, wearing a one-shoulder retro-style dress, combing her fluffy princess hair, and her usual sharp color, delicate and cute.

"I've been waiting for you for a while. Liang Xi excitedly pulled Yizhen. Yizhen smiled: "It's quite immortal today, I can't even recognize the beauty." ”

Fu Yuanyuan came over with champagne: "You are also beautiful today, you can try this style more in the future." ”

Fu Yuanyuan wore a black suit in the style of a smoking suit. The whole person is getting thinner and sharper, with cold makeup, which has a strong sense of power.

Yizhen and Liang Xi were both a little crushed. Liang Xi couldn't help sighing: "Goddess!"

Just as he was laughing, Night Ember gently grabbed Yizhen's waist from the side and smiled: "I'm going to borrow your female companion for a while." ”

"Go ahead, go ahead, we all know that today is an important day. Liang Xi squeezed his eyebrows and laughed with Fu Yuanyuan.

"What's wrong, young master?" is used to looking up from the angle of weekdays, and is really a little embarrassed to look at the night embers. Although he still looked up, he was close to the distance when he kissed.

Probably because of this, he kissed her without warning: "In the future, you will wear more high heels, and it will not be troublesome to kiss her." Yizhen was a little nervous, and couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Hey, Meimei, look, is that person also true?" Xiang Yirou patted Qin Meimei. Qin Meimei probed and looked at Xiang Yirou's fingertips, only to see that the man's waist was shaved back, his cheeks were like red pink, and he drank: "Isn't that little goblin!"

The two of them searched for the past together, and saw that Night Ember was leading Yizhen to the same person Xukuo, both of whom were big names in the circle, and most of them were people in the art circle.

"What's going on?" Qin Meimei chirped, not knowing what to say. Xiang Yirou's heart seemed to have been soaked in a vat of lemon vinegar, and it was already full of water, so he turned around and went to find Ren Yuyu.

When Ren Yiyu heard this, the mother and daughter quietly followed behind and looked up. Although Xiang Yirou has been abroad, her English is limited to ordinary daily communication, and she can't understand business-style English conversation at all, not to mention that there are a few French people in it.

Yizhen's nervous palms were sweating, but fortunately, she had practiced with this young master for a while, and she had also made up for English and French for a while, so she could be regarded as foolish. What caught her most was Mr. Johnson, a well-known artist who was forty-five years old and looked thirty-five or sixteen.

"I've wanted to meet this Miss Yi for a long time. Johnson smiled and looked at the night embers, and then looked at Yizhen: "I have seen all your paintings, although the technique is not very outstanding, but the paintings are very imaginative and creative, and you are very talented." Yizhen just grinned, and she didn't listen to the rest of the words at all.

Nightshade took her hand: "Then it's up to Mr. Johnson to teach." ”

As soon as Johnson left, he really felt that his face was extremely unnatural. Nightash chuckled: "You still laugh at Brother Bai'er in this way, you are also like a little zombie, laughing at me to death." ”

Yizhen's eyes straightened, and he pinched his face: "I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy!"

Xiang Zhou and Ren Yuyu suddenly came up, and when they met, they shouted cordially: "Xiao Zhen."

Now it's really not sober anymore, he stared at the person who came coldly, and pulled the corners of his mouth: "It's a coincidence, Mr. Xiang, I can see you anywhere." ”

Xiang Zhou always wanted to take the opportunity to climb with the Ye family, but he was really afraid of this Mr. Ye's pomp. Night Ember didn't let him get off the stage, but just played Tai Chi quietly, and took Yizhen to sit down first.

Yizhen also knows that there is another part of this charity gala is bidding. Anyway, it has nothing to do with her, seeing that Liang Xi is in the middle seat, and really wants to go over to find Liang Xi, Ye Ember will never take her hand and walk to the second row: "Your position is here." ”

"Aren't you going to sit with me?" Yizhen was inexplicably nervous.

"Fu Yuanyuan is with you. Sit down. He smiled and patted her on the shoulder and left.

Seeing that Yizhen was still in the dark, Fu Yuanyuan sat on the side and laughed: "Silly girl, that's the bidder's seat, this is the auctioneer's seat." ”

Yizhen was stunned: "I know, so I-do you mean I'm an auctioneer?"

Fu Yuanyuan smiled. As early as a few days after Fu Yuanyuan returned to China, Ye Ember privately asked Fu Yuanyuan to sift Yizhen's painting and selected the one she liked the most, just to participate in tonight's auction.

When he heard it, he was stunned: "However, if no one bids, what a shame." ”

"With a reputation like COCULB, the results can't be dismal. Fu Yuanyuan chuckled: "Otherwise, you think he just took you to watch the flowers." Our circle, strictly speaking, is a commercial art circle, and the head of the pen is greater than the head of the pen. Today's handful is to build momentum for future fame. ”

I really couldn't laugh: "I'm just an unknown little sparrow, I really feel empty." ”

"You can afford it. Fu Yuanyuan smiled and patted Yizhen on the shoulder: "This is commercial art, money makes money." If this road wants to become famous single-handedly, it really has to be boiled to death. Fame is built by money, and when you get to that position, you will find that what you lack is opportunity. ”

Fu Yuanyuan auctioned a bracelet of her own design. Yizhen was nervous throughout the whole process, and I didn't know exactly what happened, but I knew that the results were good.

When I got to my own one, my really nervous throat and eyes were about to jump out. It was an oil painting from two years ago. A divided child's face, the whole territory is made up of exaggerated circles and irregular geometric shapes, and the use of colors is exaggerated. But what is more creative is the mirror image of the painting, if you put this child's face in the mirror and rotate it ninety degrees, the smiling child disappears. Through the mirror image, it is presented in front of people's eyes that it is a sad face.

When Fu Yuanyuan saw this painting, she was quite surprised, and she had to marvel at the insinuation of life on art. She would never have been able to paint such a deep and intimidating painting.

The auctioneer set the starting price at 300,000 yuan, and Yizhen was still thinking about whether the price was a bit high, and a voice shouted: "500,000!" Yizhen was stunned, and when he looked back, he was a person he didn't know.

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