Chapter 71: Remembering the Dead
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Although Su Mobai has been in business since childhood, he loves art, and has studied Chinese painting at the Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts for several years, and later worshiped the painting master Wang Daqian as his teacher.
Although he is less than 30 years old, he has worked hard in his hands, and a pair of calligraphy and paintings has been sold for two or three hundred thousand.
Moreover, his family is well-off, and his parents' business in Nanyang is very large.
As Wang Daqian's protΓ©gΓ©, Su Mobai certainly knows that Dong Li is definitely a master of Chinese culture, Taishan Beidou in the cultural world, and he has also made great achievements in calligraphy and painting.
There are very few people who can enter the eyes of the master, let alone invite?
The master's friends are generally masters, Ye Xuan is a high school student, even if he practices in his mother's womb, he can't have much success.
Su Mobai has the intention to show off, not to mention that Xiao Chuqing is young and beautiful, and his crush Tang Qingya is still watching from the side, the humiliation he received on Ye Xuan before can finally be swept away.
He raised his eyebrows triumphantly and said politely:
"Beautiful girl, Dong Ligong can be said to be Taishan Beidou in the literary and artistic world, and the people he can invite are all leaders in this industry. β
"Those who can be invited are all honorary guests, as I said before,
Like the domestic calligraphy master Zhang Lanting,
The famous art master Mr. Huang Baishi,
and my mentor, Mr. Wang Daqian, president of the Southern Xinjiang Art Association,
It is said that Mr. Lin Tianshou will also come, and Lin Lao's painting "Lin Hai Snow Plain" last year was auctioned at a sky-high price of 370 million. Broke the auction record for the works of contemporary Chinese painters. β
Su Mobai talked about these characters, as if he had it at his fingertips, and finally arched his hand and said proudly:
"These art masters are all over sixty years old, and only these masters can deign to be invited by Mr. Dong Li, he is a hairy boy who has not dried up, and he is also worthy of Dong Gong's invitation?"
Su Mobai said at the end, and his voice became cold.
"I see. β
Hearing this, Xiao Chuqing was disappointed for a while, and secretly said that he was too stupid, knowing that Ye Xuan loved to brag, and he still believed it stupidly. At that moment, with a soft smile, two shallow dimples appeared on her beautiful cheeks, and she said softly:
"Thank you for popular science, maybe Ye Xuan is just joking with me. β
Su Mobai shook his head, pretending to be righteous and awe-inspiring, and said persistently:
"It's a joke, but it's better to make less of it. β
"In Xia Bucai, it is the apprentice of Master Wang Daqian, Dong Gong and my master are close friends, this friend's joke just now is inevitably insulting to Dong Gong's reputation, I have to refute it. β
Speaking of which, the atmosphere between several people couldn't help but be a little awkward.
Xiao Chuqing darkened her face and glared at Ye Xuan, let you brag, now blow it in front of the experts, see how you step down.
Some people are quick talkers, but in front of the truly cultured, it's just a joke. β
Tang Qingya sneered in her heart, and Cheng Yue secretly gave Su Mobai a thumbs up.
The smile on Su Mobai's face became even thicker:
"This friend relies on the Yun family, and it doesn't hurt to act arrogantly. β
"It's just that the calligraphy and painting industry has always been known for its true talent and learning, I have studied painting for fifteen years, and only under the recommendation of my mentor can barely be put on the auction table to be regarded as a lot, and you are young, and you are not ashamed to brag here?"
Su Mobai's accusation, but Ye Xuan didn't mind, and he didn't even put Su Mobai in his eyes at all.
However, when many girls around heard Su Mobai's words, they immediately asked excitedly:
"Brother Su, you also have a work in the auction, which one is it?"
"Yes, Brother Su, hurry up and talk about it, we'll focus on it later. β
"This auction is of a very high standard, and the artistic standard of the auctioned works is also very high, I didn't expect Brother Su to also have works selected, it's amazing, my brother. β
Hearing these praises, Su Mobai was even more proud, his eyes secretly glanced at Ye Xuan, and seeing that the other party didn't pay attention to himself at all, he was secretly annoyed, and couldn't help but raise his voice and said:
"It's Lot 42, it's a calligraphy and painting I created "Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far", and I estimate that it can be auctioned for five or six hundred thousand. β
Su Mobai deliberately raised her voice, and the people around her could hear it clearly, and the little girl's eyes were even more wild.
"Brother Su, it's so amazing!"
"Wow, Brother Su writes a word, and he has caught up with the money I made in half a year. β
"Yes, yes, if I marry Su Mobai in the future, I will be happy in this life, educated, and understand art. β
Looking at Su Mobai, Xiao Chuqing's eyes were like water, with a touch of waves, this Brother Su is only in his early twenties, and a painting can be auctioned for hundreds of thousands of dollars, he is really young and promising.
Rao is arrogant Tang Qingya also praised from the bottom of his heart: "Brother Su, you are amazing." β
Hearing the admiration of the little girls around him, Su Mobai couldn't help but be proud in his heart, glanced at Ye Xuan again, and saw that the other party was still ignoring him, and his heart was slightly angry.
"Hmph, when Ben Gongzi's painting is made, I will blind your dog's eyes." β
At this time, Tang Yin's painting was finally bought by a mysterious rich man in China Overseas at a sky-high price of 5.8 billion yuan after 135 fierce auctions.
Seeing that his old friend's paintings were sought after by so many people, Ye Xuan was also pleased,
'Brother Bohu, if you have knowledge under the spring, you should float a lot. β
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"Brother Dong, did this Master Ye Jiuxuan come?" Zhou Xianlin was really anxious, and grabbed Dong Li's hand and shouted:
"Are you tricking us? Tell you, if you can't see Master Ye Jiuxuan today, I will break the news about you peeking at the neighbor's little girl taking a bath when you were a child. β
Hearing this, Dong Li's old face was a little unbearable, but he didn't dare to call to urge Ye Xuan.
Wang Daqian stomped on crutches, stomped on the floor fiercely, and yelled at Dong Li: "Old Dong, if you dare to lie to us, Master Ye's "Thousand Years of Sorrow" will have to borrow us to observe it for a few more days. β
Wang Daqian also said unrelentingly, calligraphy and painting have the same origin, and now when I see such heavenly books, my heart is itching!
"Yes, Brother Dong, if you don't have face, please don't come to Master Ye Jiuxuan, don't blame us old guys for being polite. β
Huang Baishi showed a worried look, he was really afraid that he would come in high spirits and return in disappointment.
Seeing the indignant looks of his old friends one by one, Dong Li couldn't help but worry, he knew Ye Xuan's character and temper, it was reckless.
You may encounter something rare on the way, and it is possible to forget about him.
On the other side, an old gentleman in a gown, a melon-skin hat, and a white beard, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
He shouted: "Good! good! What a painting of "Thousand Years of Sorrow", I don't know who this Master Ye Jiuxuan is, can he be fated to see him in this life?"
As he spoke, the old gentleman leaned over the case and cried bitterly.
This old man is a master of art at the level of a national treasure in China!
He is 90 years old this year, and has dedicated his life to the art of calligraphy and painting.
He is Lin Tianshou, the top art master in China, don't look at him at such an advanced age, but his body is still tough.
Whether it is calligraphy or painting, Huaxia pays attention to a breath of energy, practicing muscles and bones on the outside, and practicing a breath on the inside, so most of the calligraphers and painters in China are extremely long-lived.
Seeing that Old Man Lin was so excited, Dong Li, as a junior, was a little embarrassed, gritted his teeth, and said:
"Everyone, everyone, don't worry, I'll call Mr. Ye now and ask. β
(End of chapter)