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Oil painting is not as casual and natural as ink painting. Of course, after reaching a certain level, you also want to be chic.
Lamy didn¡¯t have the arrogance of a ghost-level painter at all, so he started to prepare.
A master from Spain couldn't help but came over and said: "Senior Lamy, why don't you leave it to the juniors? You, a ghost-level Chinese, act as an assistant. Isn't this lowering your status?"
Ghostly ghosts and gods, go to your opponent as an assistant, and live broadcast!
Lamy represents the Spanish painting world and is the pride of the Spanish painting world!
Now¡¡
"That's right, Senior Lamy, can I do it?" A Spanish master immediately came out and wanted to take over. He was a ghost-level painter, so there is no shame in it!
Lamy gave this Spanish painting master a faint look and said, "Are you worthy?"
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??This guy¡¯s face suddenly turned red. You know, he is also a famous person, and he is respected by all people on weekdays. Wherever he goes, he is not above him?
The Spanish master gritted his teeth and said: "I'll do it! I don't want this face anymore, Master Lamy, just watch it!"
"You? You don't deserve it either, get out of the way." After finishing speaking, Lamy turned around and went to work.
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"Forehead¡¡"
The group of people around them were all silent. It didn¡¯t matter what level they were, but there were only a few masters in Spain. They were just starting out. This is something only a novice intern would do!
"Stop making trouble, back off, do you have the key?" Zhao Wuliu came over to chase people away, don't block his live broadcast!
The Spanish master¡¯s expression was even uglier, but it was impossible for him to refute what Lamy said. When Zhao Wuliu asked him, he glanced at Zhao Wuliu and said, ¡°Not worthy.¡±
"If you don't deserve it, back off. Hurry up!" Zhao Wuliu has a gangster vibe and is not afraid of offending anyone at all.
"Ahem."
Chairman Qian couldn¡¯t stand it anymore and immediately came over to communicate with this Spanish master in a low voice. You know, this is a master level!
"Dean Jiang's paintings have reached a level far beyond your imagination. Ghosts and gods? It's just a realm you call it. If you call it a god, he deserves it. I'm far from it."
After Lamy saw Jiang Xiaoye's creation and built the Giant City out of thin air, he realized that he was not on the same level as Jiang Xiaoye. This time he could see the paintings up close, and these people came to snatch his opportunity. It was like pulling out a tooth from a tiger's mouth. It was already a long time without taking action. Conscience.
"What?"
"Mr. Lamy, you are a ghost!"
"Isn't it?"
"Has Dean Jiang reached this point? Isn't it terrible? Could it be said that Dean Jiang has surpassed a ghost-level painter? So what is above?"
The ghost level is called the devil level in China. Later, as time went by, it became the ghost level. It can be said that no one has ever reached it, and many people have only touched the edge.
Now, Lamy, as a ghost-level senior, stepped into the ghost-god level earlier than Jiang Xiaoye. Heike's redemption shocked the world. Now, he said such words. As a ghost-god level, since he said this, it must be There is a reason.
Bai Xingchen pulled Ye Feng to signal.
"I don't know, don't ask me, I don't know anything." Ye Feng shook his head. He didn't know what the situation was.
"Aren't you and Lao Qian the ones responsible for this painting?"
"It is true, but I don't know what the situation is. We don't even know what to draw at the beginning. And if you ask Lao Qian, what the hell does he know?"
Everyone is confused, what is going on?
Jiang Xiaoye is preparing.
"Let me ask a question, how much does a painting of Xiao Ye cost?" Zhao Wuliu suddenly said, Jiang Xiaoye promised to give him a painting!
"Priceless treasure!"
President Qian looked at Jiang Xiaoye with burning eyes. Even Mr. Lamy was impressed!
"Bullshit, is a priceless treasure worthless or is it worth hundreds of billions or trillions? It has a price after all, right? Let's put it this way, how much is the Dragon Soaring Ten Thousand Miles Mountains and Rivers worth!"
Zhao Wuliu rolled his eyes. What he hates most is that he keeps priceless treasures at his fingertips without even knowing how much they should cost!
"Rude, you are also a celebrity, pay attention to your image, this is still live broadcast, Dragon Soaring Ten Thousand MilesA collector has bid 110 million for this pair of mountains and rivers. This is still an industry bid. If it is really auctioned, who knows how much it will be? Is it wrong to say it¡¯s a priceless treasure? "
Chairman Qian was quite helpless towards the gangster Zhao Wuliu.
It¡¯s still live broadcast, can¡¯t you give me some face?
"Fuck!"
So valuable!
Zhao Wuliu thought of the painting of a little brown bear that Jiang Xiaoye painted before. Where is this painting?
"What if I painted casually before? Even if it's just an average painting!" Zhao Wuliu's eyes lit up when he heard this. If you can make money by selling paintings, they should be very valuable!
"Don't say it's just a random drawing, if it's a drawing made when I was a kid, if someone can find it out and confirm that it was painted by Dean Jiang, even if it's just random graffiti, it can easily be sold for hundreds of thousands. I heard that Dean Jiang used to When I was in college, I took amateur art class paintings. I even went to his school to look for them. I couldn't find a single painting. Don't think that selling hundreds of paintings for money will automatically devalue your paintings if you paint too many. The price, the rarer the painting, the more advanced it is, and for someone of Dean Jiang¡¯s level, one painting a year is enough!¡±
Bai Xingchen¡¯s voice was loud. This also reminded Jiang Xiaoye not to lower his own worth by helping anyone who asks for a painting in the future!
They found that Jiang Xiaoye was very talkative, so they came to ask if he could draw one. Not only did he agree, but he also created such a large formation. The most important thing was that he was not just fooling around, but the scroll was ten meters long and two meters high. , for them, this painting, half a year of painting is not an exaggeration!
"Lao Jiang, are there any paintings that Xiaoye has done before? Those from his childhood are also fine!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuliu quickly called Jiang Yunshan.
¡°No¡when we built the villa last year, there were seven or eight paintings, but we didn¡¯t understand them, so we cooked the stew for Xiao Hei to eat. Zhao Wuliu seems to have been the one who cooked the fire.¡±
Jiang Yunshan was also a little embarrassed. When he demolished the house, he packed up a lot of Jiang Xiaoye's books. Jiang Xiaoye gave all the books to Yang Siqi's house. The paintings and other things were all treated as waste paper. He couldn't wait to collect the rags. It happened to be that paragraph I gave the black, gray, and brown bears stew every day, but they were all burned.
"Damn it, I burned millions of things to stew meat for Xiao Hei to eat?" Zhao Wuliu's eyes were a little big.
"Woof?"
Xiao Hei shouted, when did you find out what happened? By the way, what does this have to do with Mr. Xiaohei? It¡¯s not like Master Xiaohei burned it!
Xiao Hei struggled a bit, trying to slip away, but was slapped on the head by Li Lan, who instantly became honest. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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