For the layman, nothing can reflect the value of a painting more intuitively than the price. Ten million yuan is enough to explain everything.
Many people look at this painting, not with an attitude of appreciation, but as if they were looking at a large pile of banknotes, their breathing is rapid and they are ready to move.
Wang Yan opened his mouth wide and forgot to close it for a long time.
He was shocked, not only because of the value of this painting, but also because this painting is Sue's.
It's hard to believe that Sue could give such a valuable gift.
How could he give out such an expensive gift? Where did he get it from?
Even their entire Tang Family would find it difficult to have such a big gift.
"Mr. Su, this painting is too valuable, I can't accept it." Murong Qin said cautiously.
"I think Mr. Murong matches this painting very well. It has the same artistic conception. This painting is perfect for you." Sue said.
Although he was surprised that this painting turned out to be so expensive, he did not intend to change his mind about it as a gift.
This painting is one of the few paintings picked up from the garbage of the Desolate Era Universe. Compared with the Beautiful Woman Visualization Picture, this painting is many grades worse. This painting is not qualified to be called Visualization Method.
However, it is estimated that it is also from the hands of a cultivator, and the artistic conception is still very profound, which is not comparable to ordinary painters.
Listen to Sue
In this way, the people around him sighed, at least tens of millions of gifts with an unknown upper limit were given so casually, this is called rich and overbearing, this is called big spending.
"Mr. Su is overpraising me. I don't deserve the artistic conception of this painting. I really can't accept it. You'd better take it back.
When these three little mice have offspring, remember to send me a few. "Murong Qin smiled and refused, his attitude was firm and he refused to accept anything. Sue couldn't force it anymore.
He was very helpless in his heart. Why is it so difficult to give a gift these days?
"Mr. Su, I have a question, the two lines in the lower right corner were added later, right?"
The tall and thin old man, Xie Lao, suddenly pointed to the two lines in the lower right corner of the landscape painting and asked, which read: Praise for the Southern Mountain, Pour the Northern Sea as a bottle.
"Why?
Did it affect this painting? "Sue
Xie Lao didn't answer.
"Generally speaking, the later inscription will more or less affect the value of the painting, unless the inscriber's identity or calligraphy is extraordinary.
These words were really well written, and they were very suitable for the artistic conception.
Not only did he not deduct points from this painting, he even added points to it.
I'm just a little confused. Did you have it before you bought it, or did someone add it later … "Old Xie suddenly paused.
He stared fixedly at Sue.
After a while, he said, "My friend's surname is Sue.
Pardon me for asking, but is your name Sue? "
"That's right." Sue
He was surprised that Elder Xie knew his name.
"So it's really you. No wonder. These two sentences were written by you, right?
He Ruixiang laoshi has mentioned you to me many times, and I have also seen the couplets you wrote. I have admired you for a long time, and today, I have finally met you.
Your calligraphy has obviously improved again.
He can be called a master of calligraphy. Teacher He Ruixiang will definitely be happy to see it. "Elder Xie laughed.
"Elder Xie, you flatter me." Sue said.
It suddenly dawned on him that Elder Xie had heard of him from Teacher He.
Murong Qin, Liu Hong, and others, according to Elder Xie and Sue,
They finally understood what was going on, and they were inevitably surprised. They didn't expect Sue to be so young.
At such a young age, he actually had such attainments in calligraphy. With their eyesight, they simply couldn't tell that the two lines of words were added later.
They thought that the original author's inscription was on the same level as the landscape painting.
"Have you brought any other calligraphy creations for me to see, or show them on the spot?" Elder Xie asked.
Murong Qin and Liu Hong also looked forward to it.
"I just brought them." Sue said.
Said.
He practices the words on the waste paper from Immortal World every day, and his calligraphy has basically reached that artistic conception. These days, he practices the sword intent text from the Desolate Era Era, and the artistic conception of calligraphy is more profound.
The inscription on the landscape painting is naturally intentionally controlled and does not contain sword intent.
However.
This makes the artistic conception discounted, and compared with the words containing sword intent, it is worthless at all.
Sue
Thinking about it, the words on the calligraphy from the Desolate Era Universe can't be shown to people, it may scare people to death.
Even if it's the words that contain sword intent written by himself, not everyone can read it. For example, the bald middle-aged man at the door last time was scared to death after reading it. But if it's someone with a stronger spirit and a higher understanding, they may be able to bear it. Once they can bear it, then looking at it will bring many benefits.
In that case, the words that contain sword intent written by himself will become infinitely useful.
"Show it to me," Elder Xie said.
Sue
He took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket, but when he held it in his hand, he hesitated again. Elder Xie is well versed in the artistic conception of calligraphy. He should belong to the type of person with a strong spiritual force and a higher understanding, but if he can't bear it, wouldn't he lose face in front of everyone? Even if he shows it to him in private and makes him lose his composure, I'm afraid he won't spare him.
"What, you can't bear to show it to me?" Elder Xie laughed.
"It's okay if you don't want to show it to Old Xie, at least show it to me as the birthday boy." Murong Qin laughed.
"It's my honor to let you appreciate the words I wrote casually, but the words I wrote recently are too sharp, and your mind may be affected after reading them, and you may not even be able to bear it." Sue
Said it in a more euphemistic way.
"Hehe, your mind is affected?
You must be joking with me, right? "
Elder Xie laughed. He has appreciated many paintings and calligraphy, and his knowledge is not inferior to anyone. He has never heard of calligraphy that is so sharp that it can affect people's mind.
This is reality, not a fantasy world.
"I'm not lying to you." Sue
He didn't hand out the paper in his hand.
"Pa" At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out and snatched Sue's paper.
The paper in his hand was Zhu Yizhi who squeezed over.
In fact, Sue
If he wants to hide, of course, he can hide. I'm afraid there is no one on earth who can snatch things from him.
However, seeing this Zhu Yizhi, he deliberately didn't hide.
Zhu Yizhi shook the paper in his hand and said, "Pretending to be a ghost, being coy, are you still a man?
It's just a few words, can't you let me see it? "He was still waiting to present a gift to Mr. Murong. Seeing Sue.
He dragged on for so long as if he was the protagonist, he was really impatient.
Especially, Sue
He kept showing off in front of Murong Xian 'er, which made him, who wanted to find an opportunity to please Murong Xian' er, even more unbearable.