Chapter 8688 Value Other than Paintings

Feng Tianxing was almost laughed out of anger.

What is this?

Even if you want to compete with someone when you come up, you have to find out the level of the other party first.

Although Feng Tianxing did not specialize in the study of paintings, after all, given his age, even if he studies for a day or two every thousand years, it is not comparable to Mr. Jing.

What's more, the paintings that Feng Tianxing can touch are by no means such street stalls.

And where he couldn't understand, it only needed one sentence, and someone was willing to explain the mystery.

This is from the perspective of calligraphers and painters.

The starting line of the two sides is no longer in the same place at all.

"Okay, how long is the time limit?"

Mr. Jing sneered.

"After an hour, after an hour, show the painting to the people outside. Whoever bids the most, whoever bids the most, wins. Everyone present is a witness."

Feng Tian couldn't be fooled, saw a servant passing by outside, called him loudly, told the whole story, and then added.

"Please also send a highly respected person to preside over the rules. I can also pass the time."

The servant is happy.

The business of this gallery is small, but every time there is such a competition, the business will improve a bit, although it is still not comparable to the business in other places.

But precisely because the business is good, they can get more rewards, and their faces are full of positivity.

"Okay! Guest officer, please wait later, I will go and call the host to host."

Not long after, a middle-aged man came, he confirmed the matter with Feng Tianxing and Mr. Jing, and then he spoke.

"Now that the rules have been determined, I will preside over it myself. Do you need a deputy this time?"

Mr. Jing said directly.

"I am a master of painting, but not a master of color correction. The existence of assistants is necessary."

The gallery owner looked at Feng Tianxing again, but Feng Tianxing didn't care.

"This time it's to see who sells the painting with the highest price. The number of bids will determine the winner, right?"

The gallery owner nodded.

Feng Tianxing had an idea in his mind, so he stopped talking.

Seeing the situation, the gallery owner was also disappointed for a while.

This kid is somewhat shrewd, once the rules are established, there will be more loopholes he can exploit.

But unfortunately, he didn't continue to delve into it, for example, which one should be compared first, or how to count them at the same time, for example, the number of bids and the price of bids.

These are all places that can be operated, but he just didn't ask.

It's a pity that Linmen is only one foot away.

An hour came to an end in the blink of an eye, Mr. Jing skillfully swayed on the drawing paper, and beside him, there was a strange creature with a round head, which kept spitting various colors of paint on the table.

Mr. Jing smears the paint casually, and it is an excellent color.

Obviously, Mr. Jing specifically stated that what he wanted to keep was his greatest reliance.

With the last stroke down and mentioning it, Mr. Jing let out a sigh of relief and asked the two sycophants to frame the painting.

A picture of a beauty coming out of the bath, beautiful and delicious, but it makes people not feel greedy.

What remains is only the appreciation of beauty, whether it is lines, structures, or colors, they have all reached the top level.

The gallery owner nodded.

"It's a good painting. If possible, my gallery would also like to participate in the bidding."

Mr. Jing laughed.

"Of course I will give you your face. You can bid as you please, and the final price will be 30% cheaper."

The gallery owner nodded thoughtfully.

As a collectibles merchant, the gallery owner naturally understands that price is only one of the means.

What's more, Mr. Jing is also quite well-known. With him joining, the gallery's business should be better.

"Huh? You don't have a single penny. Could it be that you are here to amuse me?"

After an hour of busy work, Mr. Jing finally found the painting in Feng Tianxing's hand, it was blank, he didn't even apply any paint.

Just silently holding the book, leaning on the chair, looking leisurely and leisurely.

Seeing that Feng Tianxing ignored him, he said again.

"What do you mean! If you want to fight with me, just say so!"

Feng Tianxing glanced at him and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Did you finish the painting? All right, it's time for me to do it too."

After finishing speaking, Feng Tianxing yawned quite comfortably, then got up, took the pen out of the ink, and waved it casually.

In the center of this painting, Mr. Jing frowned. He couldn't understand the development of Feng Tianxing's next painting, but he could guess something. The person in front of him was not a pure novice.

First determine the center of the canvas, and then paint, so that you can better control the proportion of the painting and the overall effect.

Looking back at his painting, Mr. Jing felt complacent again.

Apparently, his drawing was pretty good, at least good enough for most of the challengers.

Just when Mr. Jing was complacent, Feng Tianxing picked up the brush again and sprinkled the ink in his hand on the canvas.

After such ten strokes, Feng Tianxing put down the pen, yawned deeply, and then spoke.

"Okay, let's take it to the auction."

Mr. Jing laughed so hard that even Xue Lian'er burst into tears.

Because there is no point of "beauty" on Feng Tianxing's canvas, it can even be said that the graffiti of a three-year-old child is nothing more than that.

"That's it? Do you rely on this to compare with me?"

Feng Tianxing ignored him, and went straight to the auction site under the leadership of his servant.

The competition between the two sides has been publicized for a long time, and there are quite a few people waiting here at the moment.

With the appearance of Mr. Jing's painting, many cheered and clamored for a while, but the appearance of Feng Tianxing's painting attracted a wave of merciless ridicule.

Regarding this, Feng Tianxing was not in a hurry, but took a sip of tea slowly in the separate VIP room, and said to the demon woman in front of him.

"Why did you come here? According to common sense, you should be entangled in family matters now."

Lisedor laughed.

"There are so many things you said. I can't get involved in the things like dividing up the benefits, and I don't need to get involved in the rest of the things. Come and see how you are doing."

Feng Tianxing laughed.

"It's nothing, it's trivial every day, but it's also...interesting."

Liuseduo suddenly became curious, and asked Feng Tianxing coquettishly.

"Quick, quick, tell me."

Feng Tianxing pointed out with his fingers.

"That one was drawn by me. I will bid for it later. The situation is probably..."

After some explanations, Lisedor laughed loudly and patted Feng Tianxing on the shoulder vigorously.

"Tell me, how much do you want me to pay to buy it for you?"

Feng Tianxing shook his head directly.

"That's not necessary. I believe there will be people who know the goods in the human race. Although it is not a painting, its value definitely exceeds the value that any painting can provide."

"Especially in today's human race environment, this value can surpass everything else."

Just as he was talking, there were three crisp knocking sounds from outside.

"Everyone, be quiet, the paintings are almost finished, and the auction begins now."