readx;??? Galerie Brera is a famous gallery in the city of Milan. Originally a Christian church www.biquge.info it was designed and expanded by the architect Ricchini in 1651 and finally built by his son. The building is divided into 40 rooms and contains a variety of famous paintings.

Wu Di took a look at it and felt that there were still a lot of Jing products, but they were either not for sale, or they were outrageously expensive. In Europe, the status of oil painting is not the same as that of domestic antiques, which actually shows a truth that has been deliberately forgotten by many people, and that things are still good for themselves.

The Grand Gallery is only suitable for visiting, not for Taobao. Song Ying led Wu Di to turn east and west and came to a small gallery, with only three exhibition rooms, the layout was also very simple, but the flow of people was not small.

Wu Di looked at the studio on the left for a while, and then laughed, although the sparrow is small and has all kinds of organs, here, you can actually see the works of some domestic modern and modern painters on display, which is interesting.

The domestic ink paintings that can be exhibited are not masterpieces, but some are still commendable, there is a landscape painting signed by the West Wind Thin, which is very similar to the place where Wu Di lived when he was a child, the price is only 500 euros, and he is too lazy to bargain, so he directly asked the clerk to wrap it up.

The studio in the middle is full of oil paintings, and Wu Di started from the price and saw a price tag of 20 million before he stopped and looked at it carefully.

Because Wu Di bought a work very casually, there were always clerks who paid attention to his expression. Seeing Wu Di paying attention to the oil painting with a price tag of 20 million, he walked over and introduced:

"This is the treasure of the store, it is the original work of Van Gogh, and experts agree that it is a draft of Xiang Ri Aoi, and "Xiang Ri Aoi" painted only with a combination of gorgeous yellow sèsè is called the incarnation of Van Gogh, and it can also be said to be his masterpiece. His Aoi has an extraordinary power to break through the frame, and an uncontrollable desire for self-expression, which is shocking. Van Gogh's sunflower is not just a plant, but a living entity with a primitive impulse and passion......"

The clerk excitedly began a long speech, at first in English, and later changed back to Italian, but fortunately Song Ying coped with it.

Wu Di shook his hand, interrupted the clerk's introduction, and said with a smile:

"Your introduction is the same as the information I memorized! However, from this painting, I only saw decadence, chaos and struggle, which is completely opposite to the artistic conception of Van Gogh's famous painting Xiang Aoi, if it is genuine, it is just a casual graffiti by Mr. Van Gogh. ”

"Wow! Sir, there are really not many Orientals like you who can appreciate oil paintings, this painting is indeed full of contradictions and struggles on the surface, but this struggle just represents Mr. Van Gogh's state of Jing at that time, and it is precisely because he overcame this state of Jing God that he created the famous Xiang Ri Aoi that has been passed down through the ages. ”

"Hehe, it makes sense! Life is as brilliant as summer flowers, in fact, it also represents a kind of withering, can I check this painting? ”

The clerk glanced at the two of them with some embarrassment and said:

"Please wait a minute."

In a moment, a thin middle-aged man who was 1.9 meters tall followed the clerk and came to Wu Di, who was the owner of the gallery and had the same surname as the famous Italian football striker Zola. After politely greeting Wu Di, the middle-aged man asked:

"Young man, this painting is indeed the original work of Mr. Van Gogh, we have the appraisal certificates of many masters in our store, are you sure you want to buy it?"

"If it's genuine, I think I will. However, it can't be the price, because if this painting is like the one you just introduced, I don't think it will wait for me to come and see it. ”

Zora smiled, arranged for the clerk to carefully take down the painting, and beckoned Wu Di to walk towards the VIP room in the store.

The painting is 99 centimeters long and 76 centimeters wide, one size of Van Gogh's most famous sunflower painting. Wu Di didn't appreciate the way oil paintings were painted, but he felt that this painting was different, and when he saw this painting for the first time, he felt that the dying Xiang Aoi on the picture seemed to be telling him something. But when you look closely, you don't see any difference. It can be seen that this painting is definitely the painter's casual work, and the psychology of painting at that time was full of anxiety and urgency, so that some places were even scribbled, but why did it give him such a feeling at first sight?

Wu Di put on the white gloves given to him by the clerk, gently lifted the frame, and observed the layout of the picture along the horizontal plane. After looking at the flat surface, he flattened the frame, stretched out his left index finger, and gently pressed it to the bottom left of the picture.

In an instant, a cold and piercing breath was like a flood that burst the embankment, and along his index finger pressed on the screen, it frantically poured into his body!

Wu Di had just felt a cold and piercing aura that almost froze his left hand, and an even greater cool aura in his body launched a powerful counterattack. The two breaths collided silently and invisibly violently in Wu Di's palm, causing his hand to lose control, and he was thrown into the air in one fell swoop, almost hitting Song Ying who was standing beside him.

As soon as his fingers left the picture, the two breaths dissipated immediately, and Wu Di also regained control of his left hand, and he was shocked to read the prompt of the Book of Heaven inexplicably, while thinking about how to explain the action just now.

"Holland, Vincent Willem van Gogh, withered, aka the Flower of Death. Curiosa. ”

Between the lightning and the fire, Wu Di had already thought of a way that was not a solution, he took advantage of the momentum raised by his arm, commanded his left hand to draw a semicircle in the air, landed on Song Ying's soft long hair, stroked it gently, and said with a smile:

"I felt the power of this painting! I'm sorry, I'm a little excited. Boss, how much does this painting cost? ”

Whether it is the cold breath contained in the painting or the treasures displayed in the Book of Heaven, it makes Wu Di have the idea of imperativeness. After acquiring Lembongan Jewelry, he did not return the money on his body to Zhong Qi, so now there are more than 160 million yuan, which should be enough to buy this painting.

Zora strangely touched the place where Wu Di had touched just now, and there didn't seem to be any special feeling, what the hell is this young man doing? Regardless of him, if you want to buy this painting, the painting has been hanging for more than a month, and everyone who is interested in hearing the offer is to turn around and leave, and now I finally met a foreign wronged leader, how much should I report?

"Sixteen million euros! Sir, Van Gogh's paintings are only quoted for 16 million, which is a huge bargain! ”

"If it was Van Gogh's graffiti when he was a child, tens of thousands of euros might not have gone unnoticed. Van Gogh's paintings are expensive, but the most expensive "Doctor Gachet" is only more than 80 million dollars, right? That one is a recognized Jing product! ”

"That's why this one is so cheap, sir, it's just over 10 million euros, less than 20 million dollars! You can't buy the real Van Gogh anywhere! ”

"I think one million euros is enough to represent the value of this painting, but it depends on such a large scale."

The boss swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, this price is not far from the expert's estimate, but he will never sell the painting at this price, if no one offers the right price, he would rather wait forever, anyway, he is not short of this million.

"No, no, sir, you are not sincere, my final price is fifteen million euros, if sir can't agree, please look at the other paintings."

"Eight million, I think I've expressed enough sincerity. And boss, I will only collect this painting, not sell it, so I will come up at this price. ”

After some bargaining, the two sides finally sold for 11.6 million yuan, and Zora also presented three masterpieces of emerging Chinese painters. Song Ying, as a translator, has changed from surprise to numbness, millions of euros, just added or subtracted at will in the mouths of these people, it seems that there is no difference between a few pieces of waste paper. At this moment, she deeply felt the sorrow of the poor, and the numbers in the mouths of these people, even if it was only a fraction, were enough to cure her father's illness and allow their family to live a worry-free and happy life.

Holding the large paper tube with the painting, Wu Di left the gallery, he was not in the mood to go any further, he wanted to go back to the hotel immediately and carefully study what was going on. To be able to be identified as a treasure by the Book of Heaven together with Tang Bohu's "Hanjiang Sending Friends", this painting must have its special place! Especially the cold and piercing aura was different from what Wu Di felt from other treasures. The flower of death seems to really have a taste of death!

In the room, Song Ying accompanied Wu Di to look at the paintings, and lost interest for a moment, in her eyes, these impressionist paintings really have nothing to appreciate, how could he be so focused and so serious?

Song Ying stood up and drank a sip of water, seeing that Wu Di still didn't move, she secretly encouraged herself, sat down next to Wu Di, and carefully leaned her body on Wu Di's body. Wu Di was thinking, such a painting could not be called a Jing product anyway, and it might not even be as good as a student of an oil painting college, but why did Tianshu have such a high evaluation? Could it be that there is something hidden in the painting that I don't see?

There was a faint fragrance from the end of his nose, and a soft and elastic body leaned over, and the bulge on his chest gently pressed against his upper arm, making his heart flutter. Turning his head to see Song Ying with confused eyes, Wu Di smiled, helped her straighten her body, and said:

"You don't have to accompany me, if you're sleepy, go sleep for a while, and go out for a walk after dinner!"

Song Ying stomped her feet in annoyance, and ran to the bed in the back room to lie down angrily.

"You wood! No wonder I don't have a girlfriend yet! ”

She stroked her hot cheeks and suddenly woke up,

"Song Ying, what's wrong with you? He's a guy who wants to take away your chastity from you with money, how can you ......"

Song Ying's heart was full of entanglement, and she struggled repeatedly on the bed.

Wu Di's heart was also full of entanglement, he remembered the feeling when he touched the picture in the gallery, and hesitated to use the book of heaven to test it again. After a simple struggle, he made up his mind, no matter what, he must see the true face of the flower of death today!