Chapter 457: auction
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But now as soon as Wang Yang said it, he felt a little clear in an instant.
Indeed, as Wang Yang said, his peony picture is graceful and luxurious, but it lacks a hint of vulgarity.
"Blue is better than blue."
Liu Chuanshu raised his head and couldn't help but compliment Wang Yang.
"You haven't asked the little brother about your last name?"
Liu Chuanshu suddenly spoke, and seeing what he meant, not only was he not angry, but he still agreed with Wang Yang's statement?
"Wang Yang."
Looking at Liu Chuanshu, Wang Yang said something neither humble nor arrogant.
"Little brother Wang Yang has such a unique vision, he must have his own opinion on painting peony!"
At the moment, Liu Chuanshu smiled slightly.
"Why not draw a picture of a peony on the spot to open our eyes to all of us?"
Although Liu Chuanshu was not angry, Wang Yang said in front of so many people that his work was shit, and he really couldn't be friendly to Wang Yang.
Literati are lighter than others, which has been the case since ancient times.
Although Wang Yang pointed out the shortcomings of his peony picture in one mouthful, it was a slight flaw after all. The whole peony picture would not become a **** in Wang Yang's mouth, right?
After all, Liu Chuanshu is a master of traditional Chinese painting, especially his peony painting, which is praised by everyone.
Wang Yang actually said that the **** of his peony painting was unreasonable, and it was indeed a bit slapped in the face.
Therefore, he also wanted Wang Yang to paint on the spot. If Wang Yang could not paint, or refused to paint, then today this incident will be promoted as a calligraphy and painting exhibition. Huangkou Xiaoer even accused the master of traditional Chinese painting that the **** was unreasonable. Arrogant!
As for whether Wang Yang can draw a peony?
Liu Chuanshu also didn't believe in what kind of works Wang Yang could paint at his age.
How old is he? I'm probably only 20 years old, right?
Even if he started learning painting from his mother's womb, it would only be 20 years!
Liu Chuanshu started learning to paint peonies when he was eight years old. He is already sixty-eight years old this year!
The sixty years of immersive practice are not as good as Wang Yang's paintings, right?
"Are you asking me to paint?"
Wang Yang frowned slightly and asked Liu Chuanshu softly.
"Yeah, since the little brother Wang Yang has unique insights, I think the paintings of peony must be very good, right?"
When Liu Chuanshu said so, it was a bit of a slap in the face.
If Wang Yang can't paint, or the painting is mediocre, it is estimated that the people at the scene can drown him with saliva.
"Okay, I'll paint."
With the corners of his mouth raised, Wang Yang smiled slightly and directly responded.
How could he fail to understand Liu Chuanshu's intentions?
This old fox... is obviously trying to kill him!
In this case, if you don't want a face, let you see what it means to be a master of calligraphy and painting.
Wang Yang responded, but all the people around were unhappy.
"It's really arrogant, everyone Liu is humble with you, you really take yourself seriously."
"I want to see what kind of big works you can draw? I'm afraid it's not a ghost symbol, right?"
"What kind of good work can a twenty-year-old boy paint? It's nothing more than grandstanding."
...
Standing beside Wang Yang, Li Sisi was also sad.
She regretted it a little, she had known that she would not bring Wang Yang here.
As a master of Chinese painting in China, her teacher Liu Chuanshu still knows how powerful she is.
Although she didn't know Wang Yang's family background, she thought that if Wang Yang offended everyone, it would definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Guo Ming also saw his teacher's intentions, and now he was even more embarrassed.
"It's really sensational, pretend, I see how you pretend to be in a while!"
Guo Ming couldn't help thinking like this in his heart.
It was Wang Yang who walked to the desk next to him unhurriedly.
He picked out a brush at random, dipped it directly on the plum material, and with a wave of his hand, the nib flipped on the paper.
When everyone around saw Wang Yang's wanton swaying, they couldn't help being stunned.
That's it? There is also a face that the **** of Liu's peony paintings is unclear.
On Wang Yang's side, he swayed very casually. The peony on the paper, how do you say it, how does it look like a peony?
One by one black ink group, what kind of peony is this?
"Haha, it is really intolerable!"
"Vulgar is vulgar, but is this painting really a peony?"
"That's it? I don't want to post me a hundred thousand."
...
Looking at the painting Wang Yang drew, Li Sisi next to him didn't even look at it.
At least the teacher's peony looks like a peony, graceful and magnificent.
What is this painting by Wang Yang? One by one black ink group?
Wang Yang doesn't care what the people say at all. His pen tip hasn't stopped, one minute, two minutes, three minutes...
It took Wang Yang less than ten minutes from when he picked up the paintbrush and stopped to stretch himself.
"Give me mineral water."
Looking at Li Sisi, Wang Yang said with a soft smile.
Li Sisi was taken aback for a moment, and passed the mineral water in his hand to Wang Yang.
Here, Wang Yang directly drank a large sip of mineral water, and then, under everyone's attention, he directly sprayed out the whole picture of peony that had just been drawn.
"Hi, you..."
Guo Ming also couldn't wait to jump out to blame Wang Yang.
It's just that he hadn't spoken yet, and everyone beside him was in a commotion.
Li Sisi also stared at the peony picture painted by Wang Yang. The next second, the whole person was stupid.
"How can it be?!"
Guo Ming was also stupid.
Everyone present, including Liu Chuanshu, who was called a master of Chinese painting by everyone, looked silly.
What was just a bunch of black ink balls, now they all turned into budding flower bones, and then under everyone's attention, the colorful, graceful and luxurious peonies bloomed one after another.
Elegant and magnificent, it is better than Liu Chuanshu's works.
But it's tacky.
What's even more amazing is that this painting technique is simply amazing.
"Grandmaster!"
Liu Chuanshu's gaze was condensed, and he never expected that Wang Yang, who was a weak crown, would have achieved the realm of master in traditional Chinese painting.
"Some people say what I said, but he doesn't want him for 100,000. Sisi, then I will give it to you."
Wang Yang looked at Li Sisi with a smile, and said softly.
"Huh? Give it to me?"
An excited smile appeared on Li Sisi's face for an instant.
If this peony picture is put up for auction, the starting price will be at least tens of millions!
It's even more than that.
"Well, I gave it to you, after all, it's worthless."
When Wang Yang said this, all the people around him couldn't help but redden their ears.
If your masterpiece of Chinese painting is not valuable, what painting is valuable?
In the next moment, Wang Yang was very free and easy, and he walked out directly to the door.
Nothing good.
What good works can a group of arty people have?
Even Liu Chuanshu's works are nothing but **** in Wang Yang's eyes. As for other people's works, they are worthless.
Guo Ming is stupid.
He pinched his thigh with his hand in disbelief, and frowned instantly.
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But now as soon as Wang Yang said it, he felt a little clear in an instant.
Indeed, as Wang Yang said, his peony picture is graceful and luxurious, but it lacks a hint of vulgarity.
"Blue is better than blue."
Liu Chuanshu raised his head and couldn't help but compliment Wang Yang.
"You haven't asked the little brother about your last name?"
Liu Chuanshu suddenly spoke, and seeing what he meant, not only was he not angry, but he still agreed with Wang Yang's statement?
"Wang Yang."
Looking at Liu Chuanshu, Wang Yang said something neither humble nor arrogant.
"Little brother Wang Yang has such a unique vision, he must have his own opinion on painting peony!"
At the moment, Liu Chuanshu smiled slightly.
"Why not draw a picture of a peony on the spot to open our eyes to all of us?"
Although Liu Chuanshu was not angry, Wang Yang said in front of so many people that his work was shit, and he really couldn't be friendly to Wang Yang.
Literati are lighter than others, which has been the case since ancient times.
Although Wang Yang pointed out the shortcomings of his peony picture in one mouthful, it was a slight flaw after all. The whole peony picture would not become a **** in Wang Yang's mouth, right?
After all, Liu Chuanshu is a master of traditional Chinese painting, especially his peony painting, which is praised by everyone.
Wang Yang actually said that the **** of his peony painting was unreasonable, and it was indeed a bit slapped in the face.
Therefore, he also wanted Wang Yang to paint on the spot. If Wang Yang could not paint, or refused to paint, then today this incident will be promoted as a calligraphy and painting exhibition. Huangkou Xiaoer even accused the master of traditional Chinese painting that the **** was unreasonable. Arrogant!
As for whether Wang Yang can draw a peony?
Liu Chuanshu also didn't believe in what kind of works Wang Yang could paint at his age.
How old is he? I'm probably only 20 years old, right?
Even if he started learning painting from his mother's womb, it would only be 20 years!
Liu Chuanshu started learning to paint peonies when he was eight years old. He is already sixty-eight years old this year!
The sixty years of immersive practice are not as good as Wang Yang's paintings, right?
"Are you asking me to paint?"
Wang Yang frowned slightly and asked Liu Chuanshu softly.
"Yeah, since the little brother Wang Yang has unique insights, I think the paintings of peony must be very good, right?"
When Liu Chuanshu said so, it was a bit of a slap in the face.
If Wang Yang can't paint, or the painting is mediocre, it is estimated that the people at the scene can drown him with saliva.
"Okay, I'll paint."
With the corners of his mouth raised, Wang Yang smiled slightly and directly responded.
How could he fail to understand Liu Chuanshu's intentions?
This old fox... is obviously trying to kill him!
In this case, if you don't want a face, let you see what it means to be a master of calligraphy and painting.
Wang Yang responded, but all the people around were unhappy.
"It's really arrogant, everyone Liu is humble with you, you really take yourself seriously."
"I want to see what kind of big works you can draw? I'm afraid it's not a ghost symbol, right?"
"What kind of good work can a twenty-year-old boy paint? It's nothing more than grandstanding."
...
Standing beside Wang Yang, Li Sisi was also sad.
She regretted it a little, she had known that she would not bring Wang Yang here.
As a master of Chinese painting in China, her teacher Liu Chuanshu still knows how powerful she is.
Although she didn't know Wang Yang's family background, she thought that if Wang Yang offended everyone, it would definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Guo Ming also saw his teacher's intentions, and now he was even more embarrassed.
"It's really sensational, pretend, I see how you pretend to be in a while!"
Guo Ming couldn't help thinking like this in his heart.
It was Wang Yang who walked to the desk next to him unhurriedly.
He picked out a brush at random, dipped it directly on the plum material, and with a wave of his hand, the nib flipped on the paper.
When everyone around saw Wang Yang's wanton swaying, they couldn't help being stunned.
That's it? There is also a face that the **** of Liu's peony paintings is unclear.
On Wang Yang's side, he swayed very casually. The peony on the paper, how do you say it, how does it look like a peony?
One by one black ink group, what kind of peony is this?
"Haha, it is really intolerable!"
"Vulgar is vulgar, but is this painting really a peony?"
"That's it? I don't want to post me a hundred thousand."
...
Looking at the painting Wang Yang drew, Li Sisi next to him didn't even look at it.
At least the teacher's peony looks like a peony, graceful and magnificent.
What is this painting by Wang Yang? One by one black ink group?
Wang Yang doesn't care what the people say at all. His pen tip hasn't stopped, one minute, two minutes, three minutes...
It took Wang Yang less than ten minutes from when he picked up the paintbrush and stopped to stretch himself.
"Give me mineral water."
Looking at Li Sisi, Wang Yang said with a soft smile.
Li Sisi was taken aback for a moment, and passed the mineral water in his hand to Wang Yang.
Here, Wang Yang directly drank a large sip of mineral water, and then, under everyone's attention, he directly sprayed out the whole picture of peony that had just been drawn.
"Hi, you..."
Guo Ming also couldn't wait to jump out to blame Wang Yang.
It's just that he hadn't spoken yet, and everyone beside him was in a commotion.
Li Sisi also stared at the peony picture painted by Wang Yang. The next second, the whole person was stupid.
"How can it be?!"
Guo Ming was also stupid.
Everyone present, including Liu Chuanshu, who was called a master of Chinese painting by everyone, looked silly.
What was just a bunch of black ink balls, now they all turned into budding flower bones, and then under everyone's attention, the colorful, graceful and luxurious peonies bloomed one after another.
Elegant and magnificent, it is better than Liu Chuanshu's works.
But it's tacky.
What's even more amazing is that this painting technique is simply amazing.
"Grandmaster!"
Liu Chuanshu's gaze was condensed, and he never expected that Wang Yang, who was a weak crown, would have achieved the realm of master in traditional Chinese painting.
"Some people say what I said, but he doesn't want him for 100,000. Sisi, then I will give it to you."
Wang Yang looked at Li Sisi with a smile, and said softly.
"Huh? Give it to me?"
An excited smile appeared on Li Sisi's face for an instant.
If this peony picture is put up for auction, the starting price will be at least tens of millions!
It's even more than that.
"Well, I gave it to you, after all, it's worthless."
When Wang Yang said this, all the people around him couldn't help but redden their ears.
If your masterpiece of Chinese painting is not valuable, what painting is valuable?
In the next moment, Wang Yang was very free and easy, and he walked out directly to the door.
Nothing good.
What good works can a group of arty people have?
Even Liu Chuanshu's works are nothing but **** in Wang Yang's eyes. As for other people's works, they are worthless.
Guo Ming is stupid.
He pinched his thigh with his hand in disbelief, and frowned instantly.
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But now as soon as Wang Yang said it, he felt a little clear in an instant.Indeed, as Wang Yang said, his peony picture is graceful and luxurious, but it lacks a hint of vulgarity."Blue is better than blue."Liu Chuanshu raised his head and couldn't help but compliment Wang Yang."You haven't asked the little brother about your last name?"Liu Chuanshu suddenly spoke, and seeing what he meant, not only was he not angry, but he still agreed with Wang Yang's statement?"Wang Yang."Looking at Liu Chuanshu, Wang Yang said something neither humble nor arrogant."Little brother Wang Yang has such a unique vision, he must have his own opinion on painting peony!"At the moment, Liu Chuanshu smiled slightly."Why not draw a picture of a peony on the spot to open our eyes to all of us?"Although Liu Chuanshu was not angry, Wang Yang said in front of so many people that his work was shit, and he really couldn't be friendly to Wang Yang.Literati are lighter than others, which has been the case since ancient times.Although Wang Yang pointed out the shortcomings of his peony picture in one mouthful, it was a slight flaw after all. The whole peony picture would not become a **** in Wang Yang's mouth, right?After all, Liu Chuanshu is a master of traditional Chinese painting, especially his peony painting, which is praised by everyone.Wang Yang actually said that the **** of his peony painting was unreasonable, and it was indeed a bit slapped in the face.Therefore, he also wanted Wang Yang to paint on the spot. If Wang Yang could not paint, or refused to paint, then today this incident will be promoted as a calligraphy and painting exhibition. Huangkou Xiaoer even accused the master of traditional Chinese painting that the **** was unreasonable. Arrogant!As for whether Wang Yang can draw a peony?Liu Chuanshu also didn't believe in what kind of works Wang Yang could paint at his age.How old is he? I'm probably only 20 years old, right?Even if he started learning painting from his mother's womb, it would only be 20 years!Liu Chuanshu started learning to paint peonies when he was eight years old. He is already sixty-eight years old this year!The sixty years of immersive practice are not as good as Wang Yang's paintings, right?"Are you asking me to paint?"Wang Yang frowned slightly and asked Liu Chuanshu softly."Yeah, since the little brother Wang Yang has unique insights, I think the paintings of peony must be very good, right?"When Liu Chuanshu said so, it was a bit of a slap in the face.If Wang Yang can't paint, or the painting is mediocre, it is estimated that the people at the scene can drown him with saliva."Okay, I'll paint."With the corners of his mouth raised, Wang Yang smiled slightly and directly responded.How could he fail to understand Liu Chuanshu's intentions?This old fox... is obviously trying to kill him!In this case, if you don't want a face, let you see what it means to be a master of calligraphy and painting.Wang Yang responded, but all the people around were unhappy."It's really arrogant, everyone Liu is humble with you, you really take yourself seriously.""I want to see what kind of big works you can draw? I'm afraid it's not a ghost symbol, right?""What kind of good work can a twenty-year-old boy paint? It's nothing more than grandstanding."...Standing beside Wang Yang, Li Sisi was also sad.She regretted it a little, she had known that she would not bring Wang Yang here.As a master of Chinese painting in China, her teacher Liu Chuanshu still knows how powerful she is.Although she didn't know Wang Yang's family background, she thought that if Wang Yang offended everyone, it would definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.Guo Ming also saw his teacher's intentions, and now he was even more embarrassed."It's really sensational, pretend, I see how you pretend to be in a while!"Guo Ming couldn't help thinking like this in his heart.It was Wang Yang who walked to the desk next to him unhurriedly.He picked out a brush at random, dipped it directly on the plum material, and with a wave of his hand, the nib flipped on the paper.When everyone around saw Wang Yang's wanton swaying, they couldn't help being stunned.That's it? There is also a face that the **** of Liu's peony paintings is unclear.On Wang Yang's side, he swayed very casually. The peony on the paper, how do you say it, how does it look like a peony?One by one black ink group, what kind of peony is this?"Haha, it is really intolerable!""Vulgar is vulgar, but is this painting really a peony?""That's it? I don't want to post me a hundred thousand."...Looking at the painting Wang Yang drew, Li Sisi next to him didn't even look at it.At least the teacher's peony looks like a peony, graceful and magnificent.What is this painting by Wang Yang? One by one black ink group?Wang Yang doesn't care what the people say at all. His pen tip hasn't stopped, one minute, two minutes, three minutes...It took Wang Yang less than ten minutes from when he picked up the paintbrush and stopped to stretch himself."Give me mineral water."Looking at Li Sisi, Wang Yang said with a soft smile.Li Sisi was taken aback for a moment, and passed the mineral water in his hand to Wang Yang.Here, Wang Yang directly drank a large sip of mineral water, and then, under everyone's attention, he directly sprayed out the whole picture of peony that had just been drawn."Hi, you..."Guo Ming also couldn't wait to jump out to blame Wang Yang.It's just that he hadn't spoken yet, and everyone beside him was in a commotion.Li Sisi also stared at the peony picture painted by Wang Yang. The next second, the whole person was stupid."How can it be?!"Guo Ming was also stupid.Everyone present, including Liu Chuanshu, who was called a master of Chinese painting by everyone, looked silly.What was just a bunch of black ink balls, now they all turned into budding flower bones, and then under everyone's attention, the colorful, graceful and luxurious peonies bloomed one after another.Elegant and magnificent, it is better than Liu Chuanshu's works.But it's tacky.What's even more amazing is that this painting technique is simply amazing."Grandmaster!"Liu Chuanshu's gaze was condensed, and he never expected that Wang Yang, who was a weak crown, would have achieved the realm of master in traditional Chinese painting."Some people say what I said, but he doesn't want him for 100,000. Sisi, then I will give it to you."Wang Yang looked at Li Sisi with a smile, and said softly."Huh? Give it to me?"An excited smile appeared on Li Sisi's face for an instant.If this peony picture is put up for auction, the starting price will be at least tens of millions!It's even more than that."Well, I gave it to you, after all, it's worthless."When Wang Yang said this, all the people around him couldn't help but redden their ears.If your masterpiece of Chinese painting is not valuable, what painting is valuable?In the next moment, Wang Yang was very free and easy, and he walked out directly to the door.Nothing good.What good works can a group of arty people have?Even Liu Chuanshu's works are nothing but **** in Wang Yang's eyes. As for other people's works, they are worthless.Guo Ming is stupid.He pinched his thigh with his hand in disbelief, and frowned instantly.I like God-level system: Invincible starts with a courtyard house. Please collect it: novelhall.com God-level system: Invincible starts from a courtyard house, and the literature updates are the fastest.
