The fans in the live broadcast room were stunned, such paintings, even people who don't know how to do it, can distinguish what is good and what is defective.

Anyway, there are still four or five hundred thousand fans in Yang Linglong's live broadcast room, and there are not a few people who know how to paint, so they have expressed their opinions.

"It's a miracle! Did you see it, the leaves on the trees, the textures are clearly visible, the mosquitoes on the grass are vivid, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that it was painted by a little girl. ”

"The so-called layman looks at the lively, and the insider looks at the doorway, the value of this painting is immeasurable."

"Upstairs, don't sell it, how much is it worth!"

"I'll answer this, I just happened to be working as an auctioneer in the auction house, and this painting is worth three million RMB, which is the low price."

"Damn, it's worth so much."

"The anchor is so awesome, why is he still broadcasting, wouldn't it be nice to specialize in painting."

"The low price of three million scared the baby to death. I only earn more than 100 dollars a day. ”

"Two hundred a day."

"Although I don't know how to draw, I just think it's good to draw, and I don't say anything, just say the fiery sun, I seem to be able to feel the temperature through the screen."

"Just now I seem to have heard the anchor say that he wanted to give it out and give it to the people of the Linglong family. Housing management, I want to join the group and join the Linglong family. ”

"I'm going to join too, just in case I'm lucky."

"Agree quickly, housing management, I've already added it."

The house management and deputy owners in the live broadcast room have received QQ group verification prompts.

The members of the Linglong family now have more than 10,000. There are six or seven QQ groups, and now they are in a state of saturation, but fortunately, there are thousands of house managers, and even if there are ten house managers in each QQ group, there are still more than 900 house managers who have nothing to do.

As a result, these housing managers have built nine new QQ groups, each of which can accommodate 2,000 people. But even so, it didn't take long for the new members to fill up the QQ group again.

This series of group building is saturated, all of which were completed by the deputy homeowner and the house manager, and now there are a total of fifty Linglong family groups, and the number of people has reached 100,000, and Yang Linglong didn't know that there was such a thing.

She was very engaged now, and she was so engrossed in her pen that she was so quick and easy that an hour and a half had passed. The picture of the rising sun was successfully completed under the outline of her last stroke.

Yang Linglong saw her painting and smiled, she was very satisfied, and the feeling was still unfamiliar.

In the sales department of Pearl Garden, Zhang Hao hurriedly ran out of the lounge to find his father.

"Dad, Dad, haven't you always wanted a landscape painting, come on, come and see, Sister Linglong's painting is so beautiful."

At this time, Zhang Dequan had already signed a contract with Mr. Tong, and when he heard his son say that Yang Linglong was painting, and it was very beautiful, let him go and see it.

To tell the truth, he really didn't pay attention to it, thinking that the paintings in his collection were not antiques, they were all priceless, how could his collection put a modern painting, didn't it seem that he didn't know how to paint.

But his son insisted on pulling him to see it, and he had to reluctantly go to see it. If his savior was auctioned online, he planned to pay a high price, which was a little bit of his own heart, and as for placing it in his own collection room, he never thought about it.

"Let's go, hurry up, it's too late, but there's nothing."

Zhang Hao kept urging, this dad was too procrastinating.

"Okay, okay, I'll say hello to your grandfather Tong first."

Thus, he turned his head to Mr. Tong and smiled:

"Tong Lao, what I promised you, don't worry, I, Zhang Dequan, will definitely tell you, but what I want to say is that the person you are looking for is my son's idol, and now she is broadcasting live, why don't you go and see it together, and then I will take you to her house and introduce you to it."

Mr. Tong was a little anxious, and he had the heart to accompany their father and son to watch a live broadcast, but as soon as he heard this live broadcast, the person he was looking for was the person he was looking for, and he was in a hurry to watch it, because he had bought a car before, so he had seen Yang Linglong, and he wanted to see if it was the same person.

In the lounge of the sales department, one old and one young are staring at the screen.

"This, this, this!"

Zhang Dequan was shocked, and from the first time he saw this painting, he was reluctant to look away.

Originally, he didn't take it to heart, and planned to be perfunctory and casually accompany his son to take a look, but now, he lifted Zhang Hao up, sat in front of the computer with his ass, and stared at the screen.

Regarding his father's reaction, Zhang Hao only pouted, and he also understood what kind of mood his father was in now, it was simply a pervert seeing a stripped beauty, one word, greedy.

And when Mr. Tong saw it, it was Yang Linglong he had seen in the 4S store, and he knew that he had found the right person, so he was not in such a hurry, but when he saw the painting under the lens, he was also staring at it.

Mr. Tong has two hobbies, one is his dedication to medical skills, and the other is the same pursuit of painting as Zhang Dequan.

But he is different from Zhang Dequan, Zhang Dequan's only hobby is collecting, collecting all kinds of antiques and paintings.

"Son, son, tell you Sister Linglong, I bought this painting, no matter how high the price is, I will buy it."

"Mr. Zhang, I'm also interested in this painting, why don't you let me know, it's easy to discuss."

Mr. Tong is kind and kind at this time, fairy wind bones, Zhang Dequan wants to buy, and he has more money than him, so it will definitely not work, the only way is to say something good, say something soft, then hope is a little bigger.

Zhang Hao rolled his eyes at the old man and said:

"Don't think about this painting, take a second look at it while you can now, because Sister Linglong said that she wanted to give this painting to the fans of the Linglong family, and you are not fans of the Linglong family, so don't think about it."

Zhang Dequan was quite happy when he heard that this painting was given away for nothing, but when he heard that it was given to fans of the Linglong family, he felt a little painful.

Moreover, he also knew that this life-saving benefactor was a man of his word, and what he said was water that would not be changed, and he was a little embarrassed at the moment.

Mr. Tong is old and refined, and when he saw that Zhang Dequan couldn't get this painting, he was even more hopeless, and he secretly felt sorry for himself.

He really likes this painting, and the whole painting gives him the feeling that it is vigorous, the painting is exquisite, and the scenery on it is even more lifelike, even some famous old painters do not have this ability.

Yang Linglong's painting, he really wants, and the heaven-sent nine needles even more.

Suddenly, Mr. Tong smiled kindly at Zhang Hao:

"Yes, wouldn't it be okay for me to join the Linglong family. Hao'er, I'm an old friend of your dad, tell me what I need to do to become a member of it. ”

Mr. Tong touched Zhang Hao's head, how kind it was.

Zhang Hao scolded secretly in his heart, this old immortal, he didn't save him when he died, and he asked for money when he died, telling you that I was raised by you.

Zhang De put all his heart on the painting, but as soon as he heard about the method of joining the Linglong family, he immediately slapped his thigh.

"yes, I didn't think of that, son, pull me into your fan team. It's been so long, I know you must be a big and small management, pull in quickly. ”

Zhang Hao was speechless, what is going on, there are as many as 100,000 fans, how can these two people who are usually like foxes be so stupid.

"Dad, Grandpa Tong, Sister Linglong has as many as 100,000 fans, and there is only one painting, you don't think you have such good luck."

Zhang Hao looked at the two of them like idiots. The contempt in those little eyes was not concealed at all.