Very good, very good, worthy of Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai's paintings are very inspiring and aura whenever we look at them, this time we must buy one or two to go home"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Bai is over 60 years old, I heard that the development of this event is still strongly requested by his granddaughter, otherwise, Mr. Bai may not hold an art exhibition, I don't know what kind of time it will be after this time?

"That being said, but this painting is not cheap, let's just take a look here, if we do, we can't afford it."

"Yes, yes, yes, let's take a photo, take a photo, take a photo, let's take a good look, if you want to see it, go to the print shop and print out the photo, isn't it the same?"

"Stupid, how can this be the same, there is still a difference between the real product and the photo, the painting style and brushwork are all different. ”

Many students from art universities came to watch Mr. Bai's art exhibition and chatted with each other.

There is a way for laymen to see the excitement, and insiders to see the doorway, and they really explain it to the head.

Cheng Yiping stayed aside and listened to them analyze where the words were good, what kind of artistic conception they had, and what brushstrokes they used.

Turning his head to look at the painting in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see what the kung fu and brushwork of these art students and enthusiasts were talking about.

I can only say that I don't know anything

"It seems that I really don't have artistic cells"

Cheng Yiping sighed faintly, turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaona and shrugged his shoulders.

Zhang Xiaona chuckled, raised her head, and looked at the two-week painting

"Mr. Bai deserves to be called Mr. Bai, and his paintings are indeed very good. ”

Soon the exhibition will come to an end.

I saw a girl dressed in a decent costume come to the front of the exhibition, clapped her hands gently, and many people gathered.

"You are very welcome to participate in my grandmother's art exhibition, this is my grandmother's first art exhibition after the pen, I hope you can like it, of course, if you want, this work can also be sold, and according to grandma's request, grandma has decided that all the money sold today will be donated to charities in remote mountainous areas"

"Okay, good, Teacher Bai is really a high style, Teacher Bai is really an artist's style"

"That's right, that's right, Mr. Bai opened a rare art exhibition, of course we like this painting quite much, of course we want to buy it, of course we want to buy it. ”

Bai Xiao chuckled and stretched out his hand, calming out the many shouting crowds below, and then began to auction one by one.

It is said to be an auction, but it is actually very simple, if someone likes it, you can directly negotiate the price, and the price is appropriate.

Of course, if there is a dispute between people, it is necessary to conduct an auction, and the paintings are auctioned one by one.

The cheap ones are all in 10,000 units, and Cheng Yiping's eyes widened when he saw it

"I really didn't expect this painting to be so valuable, a painting can be sold for tens of thousands of dollars at the cheapest, no wonder people want to be artists and painters now."

That being said, Cheng Yiping knows that being a painter is not an easy thing, it requires inspiration and talent.

If she is as famous as Teacher Bai, her works can naturally be bought at a price, but there are many painters who paint a lot of paintings, but they are depressed for life.

On the contrary, when he dies, his paintings will be valuable, perhaps this is the so-called rare things are expensive.

Zhang Xiaona showed an exclamating look, and her face full of intellectual charm showed a look of not knowing whether to cry or laugh

"Indeed, there is really such a saying in the art world, people are worthless when they are alive, and once they die, their works will increase by leaps and bounds, which is really quite strange!"

Shaking his head amusedly, Cheng Yiping's gaze continued to fall on the auction.

Thinking that I am not a painter, otherwise I will have to die as a painter to make my work popular, and I really can't do it

He really hasn't lived enough?

"Look, look, the painting, the girl under the waterfall has arrived, and you say we can buy it?"

Zhao Xiaohui's face was excited, and her fists were clenched tightly.

When the auction began, she had been nervously watching, waiting for the auction of the painting of the girl under the waterfall.

Hopefully no one else would compete with him, even though he didn't know how much the painting was worth.

But for Zhang Xiaona, as long as she can fulfill her grandmother's last wish, she is willing to do whatever she wants.

"It should be easier, I just took a look at the painting of the girl under the waterfall in this exhibition, the painting skills and dates are relatively early, it should belong to Mr. Bai's early works, it is really not too good according to the painting work and artistic conception, and there are many flaws, there should not be too many competitors"

Zhang Xiaona's analysis from the painting consoled Zhao Xiaohui.

"The following painting is the girl under the waterfall in our No. 3 exhibition area today, this painting was painted by my grandmother in her early years, from the writing and exercises, it does seem that there is a considerable gap with the later works, but after all, this is my grandmother's own hand-made autograph in the early stage, and it also has the value of commemoration and research, I don't know who wants to buy"

Miss Bai stood on the podium, said with a chuckle, and stretched out her hand.

At this moment, two white-gloved staff members had lifted the girl from under the waterfall and placed it on the display case in front.

Immediately someone below began to bid, and the competition was quite fierce

When the price of this girl under the waterfall reached 8,000 yuan, the art student businessman spoke

"I'll give 100,000. ”

In a split second.

Everyone present gasped and looked surprised.

100,000 yuan is really nothing for some people, but you have 100,000 yuan to buy a painting that is obviously not worth it, which is really a bit surprising.

Miss Bai's eyes lit up, and he knew very well that Mr. Zhao, the art merchant in front of him, was bound to get this painting.

But I didn't expect it to come out with 100,000 yuan.

That's quite a lot indeed.

"100,000 yuan, Mr. Zhao paid 100,000 yuan, is there a higher price than him?"

Many of the students present, as well as friends from the art world and painting enthusiasts, shook their heads with chatter

Although some people do like this painting, it is really not worth 100,000 yuan in terms of commercial value and craftsmanship.

After asking a few times, no one raised the price, and Mr. Zhao, an art dealer, showed a look of ambition.

Miss Bai nodded slightly, and was just about to speak, but when she saw it, she raised her hand, stood up and said softly

"Wait, I'm going to make a bid, I'm going to give a dollar. ”

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