110.Chapter 110: The Master's Hand!

And everyone was stunned, because the painting just now was positive, so what they saw was a mess of colors, but after being turned around by Hao Jian, it was immediately presented with a different scene. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A woman appeared on the white paper, and that woman was naturally Che Xiaoxiao!

Hao Jian painted this picture with the scene of seeing Che Xiaoxiao for the first time, Che Xiaoxiao sat on the car and drove, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, abstract at the same time, but also lifelike.

"Painting upside down, this is a master's handiwork! This painting must be worth more than 200,000 yuan!" Qiu Lao exclaimed, such smooth lines and tricky arcs are impossible for ordinary people to do.

What's more, Hao Jian made this painting without watercolor and brushes at all, which directly raised the level of this painting by several grades.

At this time, everyone had not yet recovered from the shock of the painting, and stared directly at the incredible painting.

Although most of them don't know how to paint, when they see Hao Jian's painting, they can't help but feel much better than Qian Shaohang.

Qian Shaohang's paintings only made their eyes shine, but Hao Jian's was different, his paintings directly attracted them, and they couldn't take their eyes off at all.

Che Xiaoxiao was also excited at this time, because she didn't expect Hao Jian to draw her.

"I bought this painting for 200,000 yuan!"

The bar owner said directly, no matter how stupid he is, he knows that this is a fine painting, and there may be room for appreciation in the future.

"I'll give two hundred and fifty thousand. Another man also spoke, not to rob at this time, but to wait.

"Me. I'll give 300,000. ”

Zhang Qiuya also muttered quietly, and at this time, even she couldn't help but want to buy this painting.

Hearing this, Qian Shaohang immediately glared at Zhang Qiuya fiercely, and Zhang Qiuya immediately lowered his head in fright, but he still didn't change his words.

She runs a gallery, which means that she is a businessman, and since Qiu Laodu said that this painting is expensive, she naturally wants to start it.

At this time, even if he offends Qian Shaohang, there is no way, who made this painting too good.

"I'll give 500,000!" Qiu Lao also came to join in the fun.

As soon as Qiu Lao offered such a price, everyone was dumbfounded, which directly raised the price by 300,000?

Zhang Qiuya said dissatisfiedly: "Old Qiu, didn't you say that this painting is only worth 200,000?"

"I'm talking about more than 200,000 yuan, who said it's only worth 200,000 yuan? After all, the painter who created this painting, but he didn't use watercolors and brushes, this alone can make the price of this painting several times higher, if you meet an artist who knows how to do it, let alone 200,000 yuan, two million people will buy it!"

Qiu Lao snorted, and then glanced at everyone: "Don't rob me, whoever robs me, I won't introduce you to any good things in the future." ”

In this way, Zhang Qiuya and the others could only cut their love with a wry smile.

"I'm sorry Mr. Qiu, I have promised to give this painting to Che Xiaoxiao as a birthday gift, so I won't sell it. Hao Jian shook his head and sincerely apologized to Qiu Lao.

"Give a birthday gift, there's no need to send such a valuable one, why don't you draw another picture for Che Xiaoxiao another day?"

Qiu Lao still doesn't give up, it's rare to meet the best product he likes, how can he give up?

"Yes, Hao Jian, you don't have to worry about me, this painting is really too expensive, I can't afford it. ”

Che Xiaoxiao also said thoughtfully, but even so, she actually wanted it in her heart, not because of how expensive the painting was, but because the painting was given to her by Hao Jian.

"How can this work, since I said it was a birthday present for you, then I must give it to you. As for whether you want to sell it or throw it away after giving it to you, that's up to you. ”

Hao Jian directly stuffed the painting into Che Xiaoxiao's arms, and his relaxed and casual appearance was like a piece of waste paper.

"Be careful, be careful. Qiu Lao hurriedly said, he was so angry in his heart, he couldn't wait to beat Hao Jian, such a treasure should be treated carefully.

"Are you really going to give it to me?"

A happy smile appeared on Che Xiaoxiao's face, holding the painting, but he couldn't put it down.

"Of course, when did I lie to you?" Hao Jian laughed.

Che Xiaoxiao stopped talking, the smile on his face was extraordinarily bright, and he directly threw Qian Shaohang's painting on the table, and then carefully rolled up Hao Jian's painting and put it into the painting tube.

Seeing this, the corners of Qian Shaohang's mouth twitched, one of his paintings used to be hard to find, but now it is good and is disliked.

At this time, Qian Shaohang could be said to hate Hao Jian very much, not only because Hao Jian stole his limelight, but also because Hao Jian bewitched his goddess.

"Xiaoxiao, shall I discuss something with you?"

The target that Qiu Lao transferred at this time came up like an old fox, with a malicious look.

Che Xiaoxiao didn't know what he wanted to do, so he shook his head directly: "Don't sell it!"

"Eight hundred thousand!"

"Not for sale!"

"A million!"

"Not for sale!"

"Then how much are you willing to sell?" Qiu Laodu was about to cry, his eyes staring at the small painting tube of the car.

"I don't sell it for any amount of money!"

This was given by Hao Jian, and with this one alone, she would never be able to sell it.

"Old Qiu, Xiaoxiao is much more shrewd than you, this painting will definitely be able to appreciate in value in the future, she may want to plan to find another seller by then." The bar owner also sighed, all kinds of envy and hatred.

"Alas, it seems that I can only endure the pain of love. Qiu Lao also had a very disappointed expression.

"Old Qiu doesn't need this, if you want it, I'll give you another one another day. Hao Jian said with a smile.

Qiu Lao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was a little trembling when he spoke:

"What you said is true?

"Don't worry, since I have promised to paint for you, I will definitely paint for you. ”

"And when are you going to give it to me?"

Qiu Lao looked impatient, as if he couldn't wait for Hao Jian to paint him a picture on the spot.

Hao Jian couldn't cry or laugh: "This, you have to give me some time, right?"

"Okay, okay, here's my number, you must contact me then. ”

Qiu Lao rubbed his hands embarrassedly, knowing that he was in a hurry, and then handed over his business card.

And after Hao Jian's hand, Che Xiaoxiao's friends didn't dare to underestimate him? Who said that he was not an artist? Is he a great painter at all? Not to mention that people are relatively low-key.

At this time, Qian Shaohang sat on the cold bench instead, he was embarrassed to talk to Hao Jian, and those people naturally didn't bother to deal with him.

Qian Shaohang drank there alone, feeling as if he was blocking a stone in his heart, and he felt indescribable resentment.

"Don't be discouraged, I'm sure you're much better than him. At this time, Zhang Qiuya was also beside Qian Shaohang, saying duplicity.

"Is that so, then why do you want to buy his paintings?" Qian Shaohang looked at Zhang Qiuya with a sneer.