Chapter 514
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The young man’s tone was not good, and he told Ye Qiu to get lost as soon as he opened his mouth.
Ye Qiu raised his eyebrows and immediately wanted to slap this guy in the face.
The young man added, “This seat is mine. Get out of here right now.”
”Your seat？” Ye Qiu sneered. “There’s no name written on the seat. Why do you say it’s yours？”
Obviously not expecting that Ye Qiu would still dare to talk back to him, the young man laughed out of extreme anger. “Oh, you’re still talking back to me. Are you tired of living！ Brothers, what do you say we do？”
”Beat him up！”
Immediately, the few lackeys behind the young man rubbed their fists and palms, ready to take action.
”This young master, we’re really sorry. We didn’t know this seat was yours. We’ll leave right away, right away.”
The Long-browed True Man pulled Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu remained unmoved. He could tell at a glance that these lackeys didn’t know any kung fu and were just a bunch of rich second-generation brats.
As for the young man in front of him, he didn’t take him seriously at all.
He even dared to hit Bai Yujing and Xiao Qingdi. Would he be afraid of these small fries？
”You little bastard, get up！” The Long-browed True Man glared at Ye Qiu.
Only then did Ye Qiu stand up reluctantly.
The Long-browed True Man pulled Ye Qiu and came to sit in the last row, whispering, “Don’t cause trouble. The Celestial Master Token is the most important.”
Ye Qiu said dissatisfiedly, “It’s not me who’s causing trouble. It’s clearly that kid who’s stir up trouble.”
”Just a small shrimp. Why bother arguing with him.”
As the young man called “Young Master Zhang” sat down in the first row, the auction began.
A beautiful female host in a cheongsam appeared on the stage, holding a microphone and saying,
“Distinguished guests, ladies, gentlemen, and friends！ Hello everyone！”
“Standing out tall and magnificent like clouds, holding a pen proudly against the frost and wind.”
“The falling pen brings out the fragrance of ink, attracting butterflies to dance; the paper rises with colorful splendor, accompanied by the song of flowers.”
“Welcome everyone to gather here. The annual summer and autumn auction special session of our auction house will be held here today…”
“I am the host today and also the auctioneer of this auction. Without further ado, the bidding officially begins.”
“Please look at the big screen.”
The big screen lights up, and an ink wash painting appears on it.”
“This painting is called ‘Autumn Thoughts Picture’. The painter, inspired by the poem of Ma Zhiyuan in the Yuan Dynasty, depicts the artistic conception of ‘withered vines, old trees, crows at dusk, a small bridge over flowing water, a family by the ancient road, a thin horse in the west wind, the setting sun in the west, and a heartbroken person at the end of the world’.”
“The most interesting thing about this painting is that the painter did not sign it. Everyone might as well guess who painted it？”
The host deliberately played a trick.
Youdaoplaceholder0, there was a hubbub.
“The paper of this painting is yellowed. It is clearly an ancient object and must have been painted by some ancient painter.”
“The conception of this painting is lofty, the composition is perfect, the lines are smooth, and the artistic conception of autumn thoughts is vividly displayed. It is definitely a masterpiece of a master.”
Ma Zhiyuan was a figure in the Yuan Dynasty. I speculated that the person who painted this picture must be a painter after the Yuan Dynasty. Judging from the painting style, it is very likely to be a painter in the Ming Dynasty.”
At this time, Young Master Zhang, who was sitting in the first row, stood up and said loudly, “Why guess? This is clearly a genuine work of Tang Bohu.”
As soon as he opened his mouth, flattering voices immediately rang out around him.
“Young Master Zhang really has good eyesight. He can tell at a glance that this is a painting by Tang Bohu. I can’t wait either！”
“I was still wondering who painted it so well before. Thanks to Young Master Zhang’s reminder, I suddenly realized. Thank you, Young Master Zhang, for solving my doubts.”
“Young Master Zhang has sharp eyes. I can’t catch up even if I ride a horse. Admire, admire！”
“……”
Young Master Zhang had a smile all over his eyes and was even complacent.
However, just at this time, Ye Qiu suddenly spoke up.
“This is not a painting by Tang Bohu！”
In an instant, the whole audience was silent.
Everyone looked at Ye Qiu.
When Young Master Zhang turned around and saw that the person who spoke was Ye Qiu, his face suddenly turned cold.
Ye Qiu stared at the painting on the big screen and continued, “Although the paper of this painting is full of ancient charm, the person who painted it must be a modern person.”
If I’m not mistaken, this painter should be very young, probably between twenty and thirty years old.
“As we all know, “Autumn Thoughts” is about loneliness, but this painting doesn’t show the slightest sense of loneliness.”
“As for the composition and lines, they can only be described in two words – childish！”
……
Backstage.
A girl in a white dress wearing a peaked cap and a mask, looking at the surveillance screen, clearly heard Ye Qiu’s words and snorted coldly.
A female bodyguard behind said, “Miss, this brat actually said you’re childish. Later, I’ll go and deal with him.”
“Don’t go.”
The female bodyguard added, “Don’t worry, miss. I’ll be careful when I make a move and won’t kill him.”
“I’m worried that you’ll be beaten.”
Female bodyguard： “…”
The girl looked at Ye Qiu’s delicate and handsome face on the surveillance screen and muttered in her heart：
“Previously, when I asked if you understood paintings, you said you didn’t.”
“But now why are you talking non-stop？”
“Liar！”
……
In the exhibition hall.
The whole audience was silent.
Especially those participating in the auction, each of them looked at Ye Qiu with pitying eyes.
Young Master Zhang already said it was a painting by Tang Bohu, and you’re still singing a different tune. Isn’t this courting death？
Sure enough, Young Master Zhang’s expression was not good.
“Kid, let me tell you, when it comes to art, if you don’t understand, don’t pretend to understand, so as not to make a fool of yourself.”
Ye Qiu ignored Young Master Zhang and instead looked at the host and asked, “Am I right？”
The host smiled slightly and said, “This gentleman is quite right. This painting is indeed not a work by Tang Bohu.”
In an instant, Young Master Zhang felt his face burning hot, as if someone had slapped him.
The host then said, “This gentleman is also right. The author of this painting is very young and still a student.”
Student？
Young Master Zhang became even more angry and shouted at the host, “Aren’t you auctioning famous artists’ works?” Why are you auctioning a student’s trash here?”
The host smiled and explained, “What Young Master Zhang said is correct. Since the establishment of our auction house, we have always auctioned famous artists’ works.”
”As for why this painting appears here, there is a reason.”
”The author of this painting said that the proceeds from the auction will be donated to the public welfare fund. For a person full of love, we really can’t refuse.”
”All right, all right, hurry up and start. Such a crappy painting, I don’t think anyone will want it.” Young Master Zhang urged impatiently.
”Okay, now the official auction begins. The starting price of this painting is 10,000, and each increase should not be less than 5,000. Everyone, please bid.”
As soon as the host’s voice fell, the audience was silent.
Time passed second by second, ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds…
No one bid.
Young Master Zhang laughed loudly and said, “I said so. How could anyone want such trash? Hurry up and move on to the next one…”
“Ten million!”
Suddenly, a voice resounded throughout the audience.
