The people on the left and right of Wen Yu were all well-dressed. It was hard for her to ask people to give up their seats, and she was very picky, so she caught her eye at a glance. Behind her was Xu Tingzhi, who was wearing old clothes.
Xu Tingzhi glanced at Wen Yu, didn't care about her words, and walked directly to the back.
Wen Yu raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: This poor guy is quite sensible.
She turned around and waved to Zhu Zhenxuan: "Brother Zhenxuan, come here and sit behind me."
"Okay." Zhu Zhenxuan came over and sat down behind her.
There was hardly anyone sitting in the seat in front of Nuan Nuan. As a result, one row away, Zhu Zhenxuan sat right in front of Nuan Nuan.
Xu Tingzhi walked to the back and sat down right behind Wen Nuan.
Nuan Nuan smelled the fragrance of Zimo, and she looked back.
Seeing her turn around, Xu Tingzhi glanced at her subconsciously, and their eyes met.
Xu Tingzhi was startled for a moment when he saw Wen Nuan's serious face.
Wen Wen smiled at him politely, then turned around and sat upright.
Xu Tingzhi's eyes couldn't help but fall on the back of Wen Nuan's head. This girl was disguised as a man.
Xu Tingzhi's thought flashed through his mind and he didn't care anymore.
The auction started, and the first items to be auctioned were paintings and calligraphy. Everyone's attention was focused on the paintings and calligraphy auctioned.
The paintings that were first auctioned were well done, with skillful techniques, which made people look good, but that was all.
The price isn't high, but it's not cheap either.
The fairy-like old man in front of Wen Yu took the most photos, and he took almost every painting.
Soon it was Zhu Zhenxuan's turn to paint, which was a bamboo message for peace. There were bamboos and roosters on it. He was skilled in painting. The bamboos were painted well. At least part of the charm of the bamboos was painted, but the roosters were tangible but not spiritual.
The final price was one hundred taels, which was already the highest price so far.
"Brother Zhenxuan, your painting is so good! It actually sold for a high price of one hundred taels. Master Xu will definitely like you." Wen Yu turned around and said with admiration.
Seeing the admiration in Wen Yu's eyes and being praised by the woman he liked, Zhu Zhenxuan felt as if he had eaten honey, and his mood was soaring: "It's just average. This is a painting I made half a year ago."
I practiced painting this painting half a year ago, one hundred taels, it’s not bad! It’s not in vain that he spent several months looking at bamboos in order to paint this painting.
"Brother Zhenxuan, you were able to draw such good paintings half a year ago, and you must be even better now!"
Wen Yu spoke loudly, and the old man in front looked back at the two of them.
This time Zhu Zhenxuan smiled and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Seeing the old man with the bone fairy wind turning back, the two of them felt as if a group of sparrows had settled in, and they started to jump for joy!
At this time, Wen Yu's paintings were also put up for auction, and she quickly sat down.
The old man also sat down.
When Wen Yu's painting was revealed, everyone's eyes lit up, and they kept praising: "What a painting!"
"The eyebrows appear on the paper, lifelike and superb. Not bad!"
"Those flowers and birds are like paintings come alive!"
"It's very similar to Master Xu's painting style..."
... ..
Praises came one after another.
"Fifty taels!" Someone shouted a high price as soon as he made a move.
"Fifty one tael!"
... ...
"One hundred and fifty taels!" The bidding kept coming, and soon the second high price of the day was shouted out.
And it was exactly what the old man in the middle shouted.
The smile on Wen Yu's face grew bigger and bigger, and in the end, the proud expression could not be suppressed.
In the end, this painting was bought by the Taoist and Immortal old man for a high price of one hundred and fifty taels.
When this opportunity came, Zhu Zhenxuan naturally did not forget to show his courtesy. He moved his butt forward, put his hand on the back of the chair where Wen Yu was sitting, and leaned forward: "Yu'er, you are so amazing, one hundred and fifty taels." The painting is simply the level of a master!"
Wen Yu was also extremely satisfied. Generally, only paintings by famous painters could be auctioned for a high price of more than a hundred taels.
She is not famous yet. Of course, this will be a matter of time. In the past, she just hid her stupidity. She had never auctioned or participated in calligraphy and painting exhibitions. .
"I just don't know if I can catch Master Xu's eyes." She raised the corners of her mouth and said slightly modestly.
"I will definitely do it. I made some money today. Brother Zhenxuan will take you to pick out a piece of jewelry for you later to celebrate your becoming Master Xu's disciple."
The two of them were talking in low voices, and others were also talking about it.
After all, this price is enough to prove that her painting skills are very good! It’s already the entry level of a master!
"This painting is written by Wen Yu. Who is Wen Yu? Is she a newly emerging painter? I bet this girl will be very famous in the future!"
"Wen Yu? What a good name. He is as gentle as jade, and his painting is like his person. He is a talent that can be made from a piece of raw jade!!"
"I heard from people at the auction house that I am only thirteen years old. To be able to draw such a superb and lifelike painting at the age of thirteen is simply a genius."
"The next generation is awesome! Another generation of masters is about to be born!..."
Wen Yu couldn't help feeling proud as she listened to everyone's praise.
She glanced at the old man in front of her and saw him nodding, feeling reassured.
Zhu Zhenxuan also looked at her with pride, the admiration in his eyes getting stronger and stronger. Yu'er lives up to her name, just like a piece of jade. With a little sculpture, it can shine with dazzling light.
Not like someone, warm? Their names are casual and their words are vulgar, just like a piece of vile black coal. Instead of warming people, they suffocate them to death!
I heard from Wen Yu that the God of Plague has recovered in recent days, which has caused all kinds of troubles for Wen Yu's family, and the business of the restaurant has declined.
It’s really a tiring plague god!
I don’t understand why my grandma arranged such a marriage for me in the first place, but luckily she backed out!
No, if the plague god recovers, will he find himself again? When I get back, I have to ask my mother to find a matchmaker to propose marriage to the Wen family. Otherwise, what will happen if grandma messes up again
Nuan and Wen Jiarui kept looking at the painting above without bidding. When they saw Wen Yu's painting, Wen Jiarui whispered: "Sister Nuan, what do you think of this painting?"
Wen Jiarui thinks it's pretty good, but not as good as his daughter's picture.
Nuan Nuan was closing her eyes to rest. She painted a little late last night. She got up early today and she felt a little sleepy. After hearing this, she opened her eyes and glanced at the painting above casually. She said in a calm tone: "It's not that good, it's just superficial." , soulless.”
Zhu Zhenxuan in front heard this and couldn't help but turn around and glare at Wen Nuan: "If you don't understand painting, don't talk nonsense! Can you draw such a good painting?"
Nuan Nuan raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "I really can't draw it, even with my eyes closed."
After saying that, I ignored him, closed my eyes and continued to meditate.
Zhu Zhenxuan: "......"
Why is this so offensive? He didn't think much about it. Looking at Wen Nuan's lazy look, he said fiercely: "Bah, everyone said yes, but you can't. How can you pretend to be a master at such a young age?"
What an empty show, no soul! Does she understand
Pretending to understand when you don't understand, talking like the god of plague is annoying! !
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