Chapter 8: The Master Loses

This middle-aged couple only stayed in front of Xu Hong's booth for a while, and then went to Master Yao's booth again, and quickly purchased a masterpiece.

Xu Hong looked at the backs of the middle-aged couple, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Damn! Could it be that I, Xu Hong, am really going to lose to Yao Hong this time? Could it be that Master Xu Beihong's masterpiece is no one to appreciate in this parallel world!"

Xu Hong was a little angry, but there was nothing he could do. In that world, Xu Beihong was a well-known painter. And in this world, Old Man Xu is just a retired professor and a physicist who doesn't know how to paint at all. Maybe I don't even have the interest to buy paintings.

"Hey, what should I do, how can I sell my paintings!" Xu Hong stood in front of his booth, his heart was like ten buckets of water, seven up and eight down!

But the reality is so cruel, Yao Hong is a well-known painter, and everyone rushes to buy their paintings. Xu Hong is an unknown person, so his paintings are not cared for.

And just now, the two finally waited for a middle-aged couple to go to Yao Hong's booth again, which really made Xu Hong very discouraged.

After Yao Hong made another profit, he came to Xu Hong and said, "Little brother, do you want to gamble! The exchange meeting is about to end!"

"Of course you have to bet! Is there still an hour left? I'm sure someone who knows the goods will come and buy my paintings. Although Xu Hong was a little drumming in his heart, he didn't admit defeat.

"Haha, okay, then you just wait to make a fool!" Master Yao finished speaking, and then shook the folding fan back to his booth.

It was also at this time that an old man came to Master Yao's booth, and he took a look at Master Yao's works, with some disdain in his eyes.

"Yo, it's Professor Xu! Why do you come to collect art? Come, you can choose my paintings here, and I'll give you a half-price discount." Yao Hong looked at the old man in front of him and said some polite words.

Xu Hong raised his eyes and looked at this old man, and he was shocked. Because this old man is none other than Xu Beihong in this parallel world, who is also a physicist.

"Master Yao, I'm sorry, I'm not a collector, I'm just looking at it casually, and Master Yao's paintings are really too expensive! Half price, I, a poor teacher, can't afford it!" Xu Beihong said, and walked to Xu Hong's booth.

When Xu Beihong saw Xu Hong, he was also a little surprised, and just looked at him in a daze.

"Hello, Professor Xu, do you still know me!" Xu Hong hurriedly greeted Professor Xu.

"Yo, young man, aren't you a courier, why do you have an art exhibition here!" Xu Beihong looked at Xu Hong, and he was also very surprised.

"I used to work as a courier, but I've quit my job and I'm determined to become a painter!" Xu Hong said generously as he looked at Professor Xu.

"Haha, well, young people should have ambitions! Is it what our country needs young people like you?" Professor Xu said, admiring Xu Hong's masterpiece.

"Professor Xu, how about it, I'm okay with my painting!" Xu Hong looked at Xu Beihong modestly. "I'm not a painter, and I don't know how to appraise paintings, but from the point of view of physics, your painting is very powerful, and every horse is full of strength and beauty, which makes people feel a hundred times more energetic when they see it!"

Although Xu Beihong is not a painter, he is a physicist, and he can give Xu Hong's paintings a good evaluation from the perspective of physics.

"Professor Xu, what you said is so good, when I was in school, I liked physics. Therefore, when painting these horses, I used some knowledge of physics to deal with the position and shape of each horse, so that the whole painting is full of power and beauty!" Xu Hong listened to Professor Xu's paintings, and he also talked about some of his skills and methods for creating these paintings.

"Young man, what's your name! What you said is so good, your paintings are also very good, I just bought a house, and I haven't painted them in the living room yet! I want to buy these paintings of yours, I don't know how much it costs!" Xu Beihong looked at Xu Hong and said an ordinary sentence, but in Xu Hong's ears, it was a thunderclap.

"Professor Xu, my name is Xu Hong, and my name is similar to yours. Do you really want to buy these paintings from me!" Xu Hong looked at Xu Beihong in surprise.

"Yes, Master Yao's paintings are too expensive, I can't afford them, so let's buy a few paintings of a rookie like you!" Xu Beihong looked at Xu Hong and smiled.

"Then, thank you so much Professor Xu, you can bid as much as you want!" Xu Hong looked at Professor Xu politely. Because for Xu Hong, no matter how much money he has, as long as he sells the painting, then he wins.

"Okay, then 10,000 pieces! You have a total of 80,000 paintings, how about I give you 80,000 pieces, you are a novice, it won't be too cheap!" Professor Xu looked at Xu Hong with a smile.

"This --- this --- Professor Xu, you are too polite, how can my paintings be worth so much money!

Xu Hong copied Xu Beihong's masterpiece before his death, and it was only a few hundred yuan a piece. Now Professor Xu gave him 10,000 sheets, which was really unexpected.

"Xu Hong, this is not expensive, if Master Yao is a master, the cheapest one will be 100,000 pieces! I will buy you eight paintings for 80,000 yuan, which is already worth it." Professor Xu looked at Xu Hong meaningfully and said.

"Then, thank you so much Professor Xu, you are really my great benefactor!" Xu Hong said something inexplicable in excitement for a while, but the words were a little vague, and Professor Xu didn't seem to hear it.

"Okay, then I'll put these paintings away for you. Xu Hong said as he gave his masterpiece to Professor Xu.

Professor Xu exchanged a few more words with Xu Hong, and then left happily.

"Master Yao, what's the matter, I just sold all my paintings, a total of 80,000 yuan, look, it's time to fulfill your promise!" Xu Hong sent Professor Xu away, and then came to Master Yao with a smile.

Just now, Yao Hong had already seen that Professor Xu had bought Xu Hong's paintings, and he scolded Professor Xu in his heart for not giving him face, and embarrassing him in person.

But in fact he had already lost, and in front of a young lad.

"Okay! I am willing to gamble and lose, and give you 80,000!" Yao Hong didn't care about the money at all, and still gave it to Xu Hong.

"Thank you, Master Yao, you are so generous. Xu Hong took the 80,000 yuan given to him by Yao Hong, and happily left the exhibition hall and returned home.