The oil painting "Light" is the auction with the largest number of participants tonight, and those reporters with interview tasks even want to buy paintings.
People always like to follow the crowd, and no one cares about the broken computer in front, and now the oil paintings can take off.
Whether you understand art and whether there is a place to hang out at home is the next thing. Everyone says yes, it must be really good!
The hands holding the cards one after another, the auctioneer's eyes were lost, and he couldn't see it at all. He could only rely on the camera record to judge who was bidding first and who was behind.
The bids rose steadily, from the reserve price of 400,000 to 6.4 million, which took only ten minutes.
At this price, the bidders have decreased a bit.
"6.6 million, Mr. 1101 bid 6.6 million!"
Minglei just raised the placard, and he and his wife are very thankful that they didn't buy the brooch at the beginning. Compared with this oil painting, the brooch looks a bit tacky.
The guests at the 21 table also followed the bidding. Only the three of Su Xiaodong’s family remained silent. Su Xiaodong’s heart was bleeding. He did not know the tradition of the Luo family charity auction. If he knew in advance that Luo Xingchuan’s paintings were also auctions, he would never Will buy brooches.
Thinking of this, he gave his wife a fierce look, and blamed her, he insisted on buying a brooch!
It was not her decision to buy a brooch, he wanted to buy it himself! But Xu Zhihui dared not say anything. In public, they had to pretend to be loving and harmonious.
Su Zimu sat like an invisible person with a pale face and delicious food in front of her, but she had no appetite.
In just a few minutes, the price of oil painting has reached 10.2 million, which discourages those who follow suit.
Director Shangguanjian next to Ye Tang raised the sign at this time.
"Mr. 0508 bid 10.4 million."
"Mr. 1101 bid 10.6 million."
"Mr. 0508 bid 18.8 million."
The price was so high that everyone else gave up. No matter how well Luo Xingchuan painted, he was only a high school student after all. He had never attended an art academy and had no solid position in the oil painting industry. Everyone pursues his paintings because of his family background, which means to flatter Luo Rongcheng.
Ming Lei likes this painting very much. In his early years, he mixed the rivers and lakes, went through the wind and rain, and experienced many dark things. He resonated with this painting. He felt that the painting reflected his heart-living in the dark, but He always yearned for the light in his heart, and in the end he did go ashore in vain.
He insisted on increasing the price with Shangguanjian, and the price was about 20 million yuan.
Minglei chose to give up. It was not because he had no money. It was just that he suddenly thought that they had a good relationship with Duan's family, they were tacit relatives. Now Duan Hong and Luo Rongcheng are at odds. If he buys Luo Xingchuan's paintings at a high price, how would Duan Hong think of him? Wouldn't he not be human inside and out
No matter how much he likes it, he should quit just to be safe.
"Mr. 0508 bid 19.98 million. Is there any higher price than 19.98 million? 19.98 million!" The auctioneer's voice was trembling with excitement. Thank you all the rich, his commission tonight can be paid for a house in City A. Down payment!
Wherever the auctioneer’s eyes are, no one raises his hand.
He thought, 19.98 million should be the highest price tonight, "19.8 million for the first time..."
A slender arm was suddenly raised,
The auctioneer showed surprise on his face and immediately turned into consternation. He said in a suspicious tone of life, "No. 0403, bid 20 million??"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone looked at table 4.
Huh... No. 0403... Isn't it Luo Xingchuan himself? !
Luo Xingchuan was sitting on the chair, holding the number plate, and ignoring the surprises of his parents and everyone, he raised the plate to bid.
"Master Luo, do you want to bid for your own painting?" the auctioneer asked him.
He nodded, "Should I be able to do this?"
"Yes... Yes," the good-speaking auctioneer doesn't know what to say. He has been in the business for more than a decade and has never encountered such a situation. However, if Luo Xingchuan paid for the paintings, the money would also be a charity fund, but it would be the same by different routes.
Everyone can't help thinking, could it be that Luo Xingchuan thinks his painting is too good and he is reluctant to sell it to others
In all kinds of puzzled eyes and discussions,
Luo Xingchuan stepped onto the stage. He borrowed the auctioneer’s microphone. The microphone holder was adjusted up. He had a faint smile on his face. “Thank you very much, uncles and aunts, for your love for this painting. I didn’t expect the price to be raised so high. , I was fidgeting and frightened. In fact, my original intention of painting it was just to cope with today’s auction. There was no special inspiration and no distinctive meaning. I started to paint yesterday morning and I didn’t finish painting until just now. For the last stroke, the paint was not completely dried, and I took it directly to the auction stage. Everything was in a hurry. I admit that this is a completely commercial work, or a social work, and there is no sincerity."
The boy said something shocking without reservation. Is this he belittle himself and expose his shortcomings
Ye Tang now understands why he has been absent tonight. It turns out that he was rushing to paint in a certain room of the hotel!
She looked up at Luo Xingchuan, he faced everyone, and Wen Chun smiled, which can even be said to be a bit silly.
Commercial painting, social painting... Nowadays, even for some professional painters, isn't painting for making money? Why should he take this kind of secret stuff to the table and say.
Isn't this stupid? !
The guests suddenly realized that Luo Xingchuan was rumored to have become an IQ, no wonder that he had the worst score in history in the September exam! Everyone looked at Luo Rongcheng and Gu Youlan with sympathy.
Luo Xingchuan faced Shangguanjian, "Director Shangguan, sorry, that's why I can't let you buy this painting."
Shangguanjian nodded in understanding, and after listening to Luo Xingchuan's words, he was glad he didn't buy it! ! Charity is only one aspect, he doesn't want to throw his 20 million in the water!
Luo Xingchuan continued, “I know myself. If my father is not Luo Rongcheng, I think I might just be an obscure painter who is not qualified to participate in such a good auction.”
There was good-faith laughter at the scene, and everyone thought he was joking and deliberately belittled himself.
"Thinking about it, I'd better buy my own paintings by myself, so as not to lose the distinguished guests," he looked at the auctioneer, "you continue to lead the work."
"Okay," the auctioneer hurriedly did. "Then the price of "Light" is now 20 million, and Master Luo bid 20 million. Is there anything higher than him?"
In response to his silence, Luo Xingchuan said that for this reason, a fool would buy it!
"20 million once, 20 million twice..."
The hammer was hammered out, "Congratulations, Master Luo for the auction of this work at a price of 20 million yuan, and your auction money will be donated as charity money to..."
The auctioneer repeated his lines. At this time, Luo Xingchuan was still standing next to the oil painting and did not end. The handsome boy made the paintings even more otherworldly. How could he say it so unbearable