"What did he draw in this painting?"
"I don't understand. I probably drew it blindly."
"Looking closely, it feels pretty good.”
"How is it good? The color is so dark! It's not even as good as the one Yang Mi painted!"
"Is the person above jealous of Shen Zhi's talent because you can see what Yang Mi is drawing?”
" What's there to be jealous of?!"
"Is there anyone who wants to bid? I'll pay 300 for this painting!"
"Yang Mi's painting was auctioned for 1,000 yuan. This is definitely more expensive than Yang Mi's painting!”
"Yang Mi is a celebrity, he's nothing!”
"I bid five hundred!"
"I'll pay 1,000!"
"Wow! Shen Zhi's brainless fans were so rich that they actually paid 1,000 yuan for a painting!”
"There are still people who are willing to pay 30,000 yuan for Yang Mi's painting!”
"That was signed by Yang Mi!”
"This also has Shen Zhi's signature! Even the name of the painting!"
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At this moment, a man who was watching the live broadcast was instantly interested when he saw the painting.
He did not bid.
No matter how high the price was, Shen Zhi would not be able to see it in such an auction.
He shouted excitedly into the house with his phone.
"Dad, come over and take a look. There's a very good painting here!”
Upon hearing the man's shout, a seventy-year-old man in the room quickly walked over.
She saw him holding a phone.
He knocked his head and said in a disappointed tone," I told you to learn how to appreciate poetry and paintings. What are you looking at here?!" You even lied to me that it was a good painting?"
The man pursed his lips and said aggrievedly," There really is! I saw it on the live broadcast."
"What good paintings can there be in a live broadcast! Isn't it the show that you've been watching these past few days?!”
"If you don't believe me, look." As she spoke, she handed the phone to him.
In order to collect the best paintings in the world, he had traveled to many places in the first half of his life.
There were countless collections at home.
Each of them was regarded as a treasure.
For a collector who was obsessed with painting and calligraphy.
Having a good painting in his pocket was simply happier than earning money!
Although he said that he didn't believe it, he still picked up his phone.
The man took a screenshot of the painting and saved it on his phone.
Fortunately, the image quality was clear, and many details could be seen clearly.
The old man narrowed his eyes, pushed up his presbyopic glasses, and looked carefully.
What kind of painting was this?
It didn't look like a Chinese painting!
Western paintings?
Although he could only see half of it from this angle, based on his many years of experience in collecting paintings, he could tell that the painting was very beautiful.
This use of color! This painting skill!
He was simply at the level of a master!
This painting! It was even better than the paintings he had collected so far and the paintings he had seen from all over the world!
"This!" The old man suddenly became excited.
Her face was slightly red, and her breathing was a little hurried.
He said intermittently," This! This painting! It was true! Not bad!"
" Who drew it?!" he asked excitedly.
The man pursed his lips." Dad, you just said that the programs I watch are all celebrities putting on a show!”
The old man was so angry that he slapped the back of his head.
"Why are you arguing with your father at this time?”
"Let me ask you now. Could this painting be painted by a celebrity?”
The man covered the back of his head in grievance.
However, she was so happy to see her father.
He was satisfied.
For decades, he had never seen his father so happy when he saw a painting.
" He's not a celebrity. He's just an ordinary person who was chosen to live with a female celebrity on this show."
Before he could finish, the old man slapped him on the head again.
"Just tell me who it is! There's no need for such a detailed introduction!"
"His name is Shen Zhi."
The old man was stunned when he heard the name.
He had never heard of this name among contemporary artists.
Could he be a new artist?
But that shouldn't be the case.
He knew everyone in the China Painter Association, unless this person was really an ordinary person like his son had said.
but
How could an ordinary person draw such a good painting?
"You saw him draw it?" The old man asked in disbelief.
The man nodded heavily." I saw it with my own eyes! This program was a live broadcast. There was no post-production editing, so it could not be faked!”
Hearing this, the old man was even more surprised.
He opened his mouth slightly and did not speak for a long time.
"What's wrong, Father?" The man looked at him curiously.
"I have a feeling! This painting would be passed down for decades, centuries, or even millennia!”The old man became more and more excited as he spoke.
The man chuckled disapprovingly." Is it that powerful? The auction started from 500!”
" Five hundred?!"
Hearing this price, the old man was so shocked that his beard trembled.
"What's the price now?”he asked.
"This is something that the netizens bid for when they were bored. Shen Zhi can't see it.”the man explained patiently.
"Five hundred?" The old man was still stuck at this price and fell into deep thought.
He stroked his white beard.
Then, he analyzed," It looks like the netizens haven't realized its value yet. This is even better. Let's buy it first!”
"Then we'll need to contact the director. The last time Shen Zhi played 'High Mountains and Flowing Water' with the guzheng, someone from the Musicians 'Association came to invite him to join.”
"He can play the guzheng? The Musicians 'Association even personally came to invite him?!”
The old man looked at him with his mouth wide open and asked," How old is he?”
"He's in his twenties. He's quite handsome, knows how to cook, swim, and has an outstanding memory!”
The more he heard, the more shocked the old man became.
He was only in his twenties!
Who exactly was this Shen Zhi?
He could play the guzheng and draw?
He even knew so many skills?
Was this even human?
What a genius!
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