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Chapter 60 Will Master Ye Come?

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    ¡¾071¡¿Will Master Ye come?

    "Ah? Why!" Xiao Chuqing was surprised.

    Although Su Mobai has been in business since childhood, he loves art very much. He once studied Chinese painting at Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts for several years, and later became a teacher of painting master Wang Daqian. Whenever he has time, he will paint a few paintings.

    Although he is less than thirty years old, he is very skillful, and a pair of calligraphy and painting has sold for two to three hundred thousand.

    What's more, his family background is superior, and his parents' business in Nanyang is huge.

    ?As Wang Daqian's favorite student, Su Mobai certainly knew that Dong Li was definitely a master of traditional Chinese studies, and that he was a great figure in the cultural world, and he also made great achievements in calligraphy and painting.

    There are very few people who can fall into the eyes of the master, let alone an invitation?

    The master's friends are generally masters, Ye Xuan is a high school student, even if he practices in the womb, it is impossible for him to be very promising.

    Su Mobai wanted to show off, not to mention Xiao Chuqing was young and beautiful, and his sweetheart Tang Qingya was still watching, the humiliation he suffered on Ye Xuan before could finally be wiped away.

    He raised his eyebrows proudly, and said politely:

    "Beautiful girl, Dong Ligong can be said to be the best in the literary and art circles, and the people he can invite are all leaders in this industry."

    "The guests who can be specially invited are all honored guests. As I said before,

    Like Zhang Lanting, a master of calligraphy in China,

    The famous artist Mr. Huang Baishi,

    There is also my mentor, Mr. Wang Daqian, the president of the Nanjiang Art Association,

    It is said that Mr. Lin Tianshou will also come. Last year, Lin Tianshou's "Lin Haixueyuan" was sold for a sky-high price of 370 million.  It broke the auction record for the works of contemporary Chinese painters.  "

    When Su Mobai talked about these characters, he seemed to be at his fingertips. Finally, he cupped his hands and said proudly:

    "These art masters are all over sixty years old, and only these masters can condescend to invite Mr. Dong Li. He is a young boy, and he is worthy of Dong Gong's invitation?"

    At the end of Su Mobai's speech, his voice also cooled down.

    "I see."

    Hearing this, Xiao Chuqing was disappointed for a while, and secretly thought that she was too stupid, knowing that Ye Xuan likes to brag, but still foolishly believing it.  At that moment, with a soft smile, two shallow dimples appeared on her glamorous cheeks, and she said softly:

    "Thank you for Kepu, maybe Ye Xuan was just joking with me."

    Su Mobai shook his head, pretending to be righteous, and said persistently:

    "Although it's a joke, it's better not to make such a joke."

    "I'm not talented, it's Master Wang Daqian's apprentice. Dong Gong and my master are best friends. The joke made by this friend just now has insulted Dong Gong's reputation. I have to refute it."

    Speaking of this, the atmosphere among the few people is unavoidably a little awkward.

    Xiao Chuqing's face was dark, and she glared at Ye Xuan, telling you to brag, now let's blow it in front of the experts, let's see how you step down.

    ¡®Some people talk fast, but in front of truly cultured people, it¡¯s just a joke.  '

    Tang Qingya sneered in her heart, and Cheng Yue secretly gave Su Mobai a thumbs up.

    The smile on Su Mobai's face grew stronger:

    "This friend relies on the Yun family, so it doesn't matter if he acts arrogantly."

    "It's just that the world of calligraphy and painting has always been praised for its real talent and learning. I have studied painting hard for fifteen years, and only after my teacher recommended a piece of work that was barely able to be auctioned as a lot, and you are young, so bragging here  Aren't you ashamed?"

    Ye Xuan didn't mind Su Mobai's accusations, and didn't even take Su Mobai seriously.

    However, when many girls around heard Su Mobai's words, they immediately asked excitedly:

    "Brother Su, you also have a work at auction, which one is it?"

    "Yes, Brother Su, hurry up and talk about it, we will focus on it later."

    "The specifications of this auction are very high, and the artistic level of the auctioned works is also very high. I didn't expect Brother Su to also have works selected. It's really amazing, my brother."

    Hearing these praises, Su Mobai was even more proud. He glanced at Ye Xuan secretly, seeing that the other party didn't pay attention to him at all, he was secretly annoyed, and couldn't help raising his voice:

    "It's Lot No. 42. It's a calligraphy and painting "Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far Away" created by me. I guess it can fetch five or six hundred thousand."

    Su Mobai deliberately raised his voice, and everyone around could hear him clearly, and the little girl's eyes were even more wild.

      "Brother Su, you are amazing!"

    "Wow, Brother Su's writing of a single piece of calligraphy has caught up with the money I earned in half a year."

    "Yes, yes, if you marry Su Mobai in the future, you will be happy in this life, with culture and art."

    Looking at Su Mobai, Xiao Chuqing's eyes were like water, and there were waves. This brother Su is only in his early twenties, and a painting can fetch hundreds of thousands of dollars. He is really young and promising.

    Rao Tang Qingya, who was proud and arrogant, also praised him sincerely: "Brother Su, you are amazing."

    Hearing the praise from the little girls around him, Su Mobai couldn't help feeling complacent, and glanced at Ye Xuan again, seeing that the other party was still ignoring him, he felt slightly annoyed.

    'Hmph, when my master's painting is finished, I will blind your eyes.  '

    At this time, after 135 fierce auctions, Tang Yin's painting was finally bought by a mysterious rich man in Zhong Hai at a sky-high price of 5.8 billion.

    Ye Xuan was also relieved to see his old friend's paintings being sought after by so many people,

    'Brother Bohu, if you have knowledge in the spring, you should understand it.  '

    Backstage,

    "Brother Dong, is this Master Ye Jiuxuan coming or not?" Zhou Xianlin was really anxious, he grabbed Dong Li's hand and shouted:

    "Are you lying to us? Let me tell you, if I don't see Master Ye Jiuxuan today, I will reveal the fact that you peeked at the little girl next door taking a bath when you were young."

    Hearing this, Dong Li couldn't hold back his old face, but he didn't dare to call Ye Xuan to urge him.

    Leaning on crutches, Wang Daqian stomped the floor fiercely, and yelled at Dong Li: "Old Dong, if you dare to lie to us, Master Ye will have to lend us a few more days to observe this "Thousand Years of Sorrow"."

    Wang Daqian said unrelentingly that calligraphy and painting are of the same origin, and now seeing such heavenly scriptures, I feel itchy!

    "Yes, Brother Dong, if you don't have face, please don't invite Master Ye Jiuxuan, don't blame us old fellows for being rude."

    Huang Baishi showed a worried look on his face. He was really afraid that he would come here in high spirits and return disappointed.

    Seeing the indignation of his old friends, Dong Li couldn't help but feel worried. He knew Ye Xuan's character and temper, and he acted rashly.

    Some rare things may come across on the road, and it is possible to forget about him.

    On the other side, an old man with white beard and hair in a gown and a melon cap, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

    He shouted: "Good! Good! It's a "Thousand Years of Sorrows". I don't know who this master Ye Jiuxuan is. Is there a chance to see this old man?"

    As he spoke, the old gentleman leaned over the desks and burst into tears.

    This old man is a Chinese national treasure-level art master!

    This year, I am already ninety years old, and I have devoted my whole life to the art of calligraphy and painting.

    He is Lin Tianshou, the top art master in China, despite his advanced age, his body is still strong.

    Whether it is calligraphy or painting, Huaxia pays attention to one's breath when picking up a brush, training the muscles, bones and skin outside, and breathing inside, so most of the calligraphers and painters in Huaxia are extremely long-lived.

    Seeing Mr. Lin so excited, Dong Li, who is a junior, felt a little embarrassed. He gritted his teeth and said:

    "Everyone, everyone, don't worry, I'll call Mr. Ye and ask." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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