He Lao's words fell, but there was a moment of coldness in the audience, and many people began to exchange ears.

This painting itself is a strange wonder, the painting method of Chinese painting, the current realistic painting style, the first-class peak level, but the painting is a ball, a ball, which is really speechless.

Moreover, many people have already found some clues.

As a rule, the more detailed the information is usually the better, and there will even be some interesting story background to fetch a higher price.

But this painting is good, there is no information behind the work, and the creator also requires that the name be announced after the auction is successful.

What does this mean? Is this a situation where the creator and the money can't get by? I don't want my work to be auctioned for a higher price?

If there was only one such work, but there were two more at this auction, and none of the people present were stupid, so they naturally saw the clues.

Seeing that the auction was cold for a moment, Zhao Mu couldn't help but get nervous.

This painting was painted by himself and Kong Ming in the competition, and now he chooses to prove the quality of their works through auctions.

At the beginning, in order to avoid the added value brought by their names affecting the auction price of the work, the two chose not to announce their names at the auction, so as to get closer to the value of the work itself.

Although there was no abnormality on his face, Zhao Mu's hand had already touched the water cup on the table again.

The works of himself and Kong Ming were put at auction to verify the skill level of the two at the auction price, Kong Ming's works have been auctioned at a high price, if his works are unsold, then he will be embarrassed.

"The starting price is 100,000 yuan, and no one bids? If there is no bid, the painting will be treated as an unsuccessful auction. ”

He Lao's tone was slightly heavier, although there was no abnormality on his face, but if someone who was familiar with his personality would definitely know that this old man was in a bit unhappy now.

He Lao's mood is indeed not happy, he has presided over the auction for nearly ten years, and it is in the past ten years that he has never failed to auction a single thing in his hands, which has created his reputation as the first auctioneer in China.

"Could it be that if I took over today's auction on a whim, I will break my unbroken gold body for nearly ten years and add a stain to my perfect auctioneer career. ”

"One hundred thousand for the second time, has anyone made a bid?"

He Lao's tone was slightly aggravated, although he had already seen through a lot of things at the age of sixty, but the old man didn't want to have an extra stain on his life in his later years, which would affect his perfect auctioneer career.

Zhao Mu in the audience was also nervous at the moment, although he couldn't see anything unusual on his face, but the crystal water cup in his hand had been quietly tightened, if it wasn't for Zhao Mu to restrain his strength, maybe the water cup would have been broken.

Even if he has always been calm, but this is related to his competition with Kong Ming, Zhao Mu doesn't want to lose face at this time.

What's more, Kong Ming is still his rival in love after all, even if he doesn't express any hostility.

"The starting price is 100,000 yuan, and for the third time, is there anyone bidding? If there is no bid, the painting will be treated as an unsuccessful auction. ”

He Lao's brows had already wrinkled silently, but fortunately, there were a lot of wrinkles on his forehead, and he couldn't see them if there were more.

"Two hundred thousand, I will give two hundred thousand. ”

The owner of this voice was a middle-aged man in his thirties, which was considered very young in a group of people in their forties, with an average age of attendees.

"Hehe, although this painting is a little weird, but it can't hide the creator's first-class peak level, and the general traditional things are not interesting, but the style of this painting is very novel, quite collectible. ”

The reason why the middle-aged man chose this painting as a collector's item is because of the novelty of the painting, and the reason why many people did not bid is precisely because of this novel style.

Most of the attendees were over 50 years old, and they admired the excellent paintings, but the novelty of the painting was somewhat beyond their appreciation.

Zhao Mu and He Lao quietly breathed a sigh of relief, Zhao Mu picked up the crystal cup and poured a sip of boiled water, and He Lao's voice immediately sounded.

"200,000, now someone has bid 200,000, does anyone bid higher?"

"Haha, I'll pay 300,000, Lao Ma is right, although this painting style is a bit novel, but it is because of the novelty that it has a collection value. ”

The same person who raised the price was a middle-aged man in his thirties, and the other groups of old men in their fifties did not speak, and it seemed that they could not appreciate the style of this painting.

"Hey, Lao Chen, you guy did it on purpose, I don't bid, you don't bid, 400,000. ”

"Hey, you're not allowed to bid? 500,000. ”

Although this old Chen did not say it explicitly, his face was full of provocation.

"I'll give 600,000. ”

"Hehe, I'll give 700,000. ”

"Eight hundred thousand. ”

Zhao Mu looked at Kong Ming next to him, "Brother Kong, what's going on with these two, why don't they look right?"

Kong Ming sighed a little on his face, "These two people are the CEOs of two network companies in the south, and they both say that their peers are enemies, as long as these two people get together, they are generally indispensable." ”

"Oh, no wonder!"

Despite this, Zhao Mu is still a lot more relaxed, no matter what contradictions these two people have, as long as their works are not unsold, and now the price is likely to exceed the price of Kong Ming's works, which is even better.

"One million, I'll give one million, Lao Chen, do you still want to follow?"

Lao Chen squinted at Lao Chen slightly, smiling but not smiling.

"Haha, you still have the courage to be an old horse, and you can say it for a million, since you really like it, then I'll give it to you. ”

Lao Chen looked a little proud, it was very likely that 200,000 old horses would have been won, and if he could pit this guy, Lao Chen's heart was like eating a piece of chilled watermelon on dog days.

"One million once, one million twice, one million three times, well, this painting now belongs to this Mr. Ma. ”

"Brother Zhao Mu, congratulations, the millionth painting, you can be regarded as famous in one fell swoop, and since then you have entered the million-dollar painters club. ”

"Everywhere, it's just luck, but where does the million-dollar painters club start?"

"It seems that brother, you still don't know, in the circle of calligraphers and painters, there is such a default rule, as long as someone's work can be worth more than one million, then this is a million-dollar calligrapher and painter. ”

"Hehe, it's all luck, if it weren't for the two of them fighting just now, my works would almost be sold off, where can I be a million-dollar painter. ”

(End of chapter)