As expected, in the end, Mr. Wei's painting was taken away at a high price of five million.

In the following time, one after another, calligraphy and paintings were auctioned publicly, ranging from hundreds of thousands to millions.

The highest auction price was a master named Jin Shunyi in Bangguo, which was as high as 8.5 million.

This is followed by a master of the island nation, with seven million in second place.

The third is Mr. Wei's handwriting, five million.

In this regard, the calligraphy circles of the Three Kingdoms made a judgment from above, with the stick country taking the lead, the island country second, and finally China.

For this result, some people on the sidelines cheered, and some people were saddened.

On the other hand, on the field, the masters were calm and not shocked.

Aunt Tian was a little unhappy, and sneered and said, "These people are shameless!"

"Why are you shameless?" Wu Dong laughed.

Aunt Tian said indignantly: "Can't you see this?

That's right.

The highest bidder was a Korean boss.

Secondly, it is an island country.

Therefore, the simple bid is not an indicator of the level of calligraphy.

Wu Dong didn't say anything, only smiled: "It's normal, I just wanted to give that old Mr. Wei a trust, but it's a pity that Aunt Sweet won't let me!"

"What to entrust?" Aunt Tian immediately smiled: "Whoever loves to entrust it, if all the money is used in the country, it will be fine, and it should be a good deed to give some money."

The problem is, it's the International Red Letter, who knows how much money will be used in our country in the end?"

Quite right.

Rather than cheapening outsiders, it is better to donate directly to your own country.

With that said, the tournament moved on.

After the famous teachers presented their works, the next time belonged to the delegations of the three countries.

The one who appeared in the stick country was the Seoul National University Calligraphy Club, led by that Lee Myung-ho.

Cui Jianren is also one of them!

The island country appeared in the calligraphy club of the University of Tokyo, and the host on the field also introduced it, but for Wu Dong, the name was too difficult to remember, and it was accidentally confused.

The last representative of China is the calligraphy club of the capital university, which is the head snake here.

But it seems that there is a lot of pressure on each one, especially the beautiful president, who is sweating on the wings of her nose.

The scene is still very lively!

The sound of cheering off the field continued, and the sound of commenting on the head and foot was not broken, on the field, the host was full of witty words, and the master judges had delicate comments from time to time, and everything seemed to be very good.

The final result was that the baseball delegation led by Lee Myung-ho won.

And Li Minghao himself has also been affirmed on and off the field because of his outstanding performance and handsome appearance.

Wu Dong didn't feel it at all.

For him, this is to watch a lively scene with Aunt Tian, he doesn't care about winning or losing on the stage or even some higher-level things.

Although Aunt Tian feels a little regretful, she is not a person who can't afford to lose.

"People are not very good, but the words are really well written, so it can be seen that it is not right to say that words are like people.

Forget it, don't talk about this, your skills are not as good as people, there is nothing to say, let's go, accompany my aunt to visit Tsinghua Garden......"

Holding his arms, talking and laughing, that silly look, what a nymphomaniac.

Wu Dong grinned and turned around.

At this time, a voice came from behind itself, turning into elbows and armpits......

"Wait!"

"Miss is naturally beautiful, and she is ashamed of the moon and the appearance of sinking fish and geese, which is only seen in Ming Hao's life. ”

"Ming Hao also knows that Miss is not a shallow person, and Ming Hao does not dare to despise gold and silver vulgar things. ”

"I happen to have a word in my hand, it is the just-completed "Luo Shen Fu", Ming Hao thinks that he is still visible, and it just fits the temperament and appearance of Miss, if Miss does not dislike it, I hope to accept it!"

“……”

The ghost lingers.

Holding the microphone in one hand and hanging a word in the other, Li Minghao's opening instantly attracted the attention of the audience.

"Click-"

"It's so romantic!"

"If this painting is given to me, I will do anything!"

"Not only is the handwriting good, but the people are also very handsome, the key is that they are the heads of the next generation of Samsung!"

"It doesn't seem like a big deal, except for being good-looking, what's the big deal?"

"Is that pretty?"

"That's it, look at the people, and then look at you, the difference between heaven and earth is completely complete!"

"Even if the heavens are better than the earth, it's not people's, what are you proud of?"

"That's it, what are you proud of, can you compare with Li Minghao?"

“……”

It was lively in an instant.

There were a lot of reporters and media, cameras and cameras, clicking non-stop.

As the largest group of onlookers, as soon as Li Minghao's voice fell, it triggered a continuous confrontation between boys and girls.

At the same time, as the host and the master judge, everyone in the audience praised it.

"My Fair Lady, Gentleman!"

"Good story, if this thing can be done, and add a good story to today's event, do you think so?"

"It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, fluttering like the snow of the wind, "Luo Shen Fu" with Luo Shen, wonderful, wonderful!"

"This young lady, why don't you take it quickly?"

"That's right, this young lady, Li Gongzi's works are not easy to give away, just this character, take out 10 million I'm afraid that there are people who want it, Miss don't miss the opportunity!"

“……”

It looks like he's happy to see it happen.

It was these words that the surrounding emotions were once again stirred, "take it", "accept it", "accept it", and the cries continued to rise.

Wu Dong looked at Li Minghao quietly and didn't say anything, but his eyes were particularly cold.

Aunt Tian's face also became very ugly.

"Do you want to force the palace with the will of the people?"

"It's ridiculous, the deception won't let you get what you want!"

With a sneer in her heart, she didn't even look at the so-called words worth tens of millions, she squinted and said, "What if I say no?"

In a word, the temperature of the audience plummeted in an instant.

Obviously didn't expect this possibility, Li Minghao was stunned and forgot to speak for a while.

On the contrary, Cui Jianren next to him couldn't help it, and sneered: "Our president sent you words, that is to give you face, don't give face and shame!"

"Really?" Aunt Tian dismissed: "That's really embarrassing, I don't have such a big face, and you don't have to give me face."

Let's go, these people are so boring......"

After speaking, he pulled Wu Dong and prepared to leave.

Li Minghao's face turned pale, and he stopped forward, "I, Li Minghao, I hope Miss accepts this letter——"

The gaze is sharp and imposing.

Whatever the initial idea, at this moment, he was already riding a tiger.

Aunt Tian was not afraid at all, and said coldly: "What if I say no?"

The same words were said again, and suddenly the atmosphere on the field was even colder.

didn't allow others to intervene, Li Minghao said indifferently: "Miss, you will accept it."

I came to China this time to participate in the calligraphy competition just by the way, and the real task is to negotiate a billion-dollar investment project in advance......"

Very confident and not worried about rejection at all.

As soon as the words fell, someone who looked like a steward walked over.

"Take it, no matter what, please focus on the overall situation!"

Immediately afterwards, someone came to speak, and the school leader/director and many famous calligraphers also spoke, which seemed to mean that if you don't accept it, you don't care about the overall situation, and if you don't accept it, you are the sinners of the people.

There are so many people, they are sanctimonious, and Aunt Sweet is so angry that she can't speak at all.

Wu Dong didn't say anything, he raised his hand and slapped it, simple and rude, directly on the face of the manager.

I heard a crisp sound of "pop", and the audience was as cold as ice.

(End of chapter)