Hidden layman?

This introduction shocked everyone present. Everyone looked at him incredulously. Is it the painter they heard of?

Old Mrs. Xue didn’t understand this, and she still screamed: “I care if you are a two-bedroom or a few-bedroom. Xu Fang is the president. She said this painting is worthless. You, a layman, are talking about here. What?"

Xu Fang, who was mentioned, can't wait to find a hole to get in!

But the more she wanted to escape the sight of everyone, the more Mrs. Xue looked for her, "Where is Xu Fang?"

She pointed at Xu Fang and said, "Mrs. Xu, what are you talking about?"

Xu Fang trembled her lips, couldn't say a word, and looked at Madam Xia for help.

Mrs. Xia had a feeling of raising her eyebrows. She originally felt that Xu Fang was doing nothing to publicize Mrs. Xue's things. The words of Xu Fang at the auction just now completely pushed people into an embarrassing situation and made her very unhappy.

This is her auction. Who is here to give her face? How could you make trouble on her territory? Not to mention the bullying is one of the favorite sister family members!

Therefore, Mrs. Xia, who has always been smooth and capable of doing things, never makes people feel uncomfortable in her place. At this moment, not only did she not make ends meet for Xu Fang, but she said slowly: "Mrs Xue, Xu Fang is Bin The president of the City Art Association, but the hidden layman is the president of the China Art Association!"

These words are a popular science for everyone present.

The scene was quiet instantly.

Xue Sheng didn't expect the situation to reverse. He was a bit dazed at the moment and didn't know what to say.

On the contrary, Xiang Huai suddenly turned his head, a pair of cool eyes swept over the person who had just mocked them in the Sun family, and said lightly, "Yes, this is our arrangement."

Fu Chun was called by a child. He is a tool man, isn't he just a childcare?

But these words fell in the ears of the grandson family, but they were extremely ashamed!

Who can find a hermit layman to do childcare? The words of the son-in-law of the Xue family are mocking them!

Xue Sheng laughed when he heard this, but he was more satisfied with Xiang Huai in his heart.

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At this moment, Mrs. Xue continued to pierce Xu Fang with a knife: "Yes, why did Xu Fang say that? The two people said it was too different!"

Mrs. Xia looked at Xu Fang: "Yes, I am also very curious, why is Xu Fang so judged that there is such a big gap with the hidden layman?"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Xi, who had arranged this round but had been silent, said slowly: "Aunt Xu, I want to ask why the layman in the hermit has been looking for the painter Ye Li, but you told him that Ye Li has passed away?"

Fu Chun, who was immersed in the "Lonely Mountain Picture", finally reacted. He frowned: "Xu Fang, you said that you and Ye Li are roommates. Ye Li has passed away, but she is clearly alive. What is going on here?"

Ye Li was stunned. She suddenly understood what was going on and stood up abruptly: "Xu Fang, when you were in school, you targeted me in every way. It's been 18 years, why are you still like this?"

The rest of the people connected these words one by one, plus the various plots of the brain supplement, and they instantly understood what was going on.

Everyone started talking:

"It turns out that Mrs. Xue is really good at painting!"

"So why did you spend money to buy someone to send the painting to the exhibition, and it was revoked? This is also from Xu Fang, right?"

"She said just now that the painter was too strong, but even the lay layman could see that this painting is a masterpiece. Is this deliberately suppressing people?"

"Suddenly I feel that Mrs. Xue is so pitiful."

"Mrs. Xue didn't paint in 18 years, so she was suppressed by Xu Fang, right?"

"..."

How much harm can be heard from speech can only be understood when you get stuck in it.

Xu Fang clenched her fist tightly, and she straightened her neck and said forcefully: "When you look at paintings, you have their own opinions. Some people like Qi Baishi, but some people think his is not good. In my opinion, this painting is indeed Poor, not my type, is there a problem?"

Mrs. Xue resented Ye Li for more than ten years. She would be happy until Ye Li was suppressed, so she hurriedly said: "I also think that if this painting is really good, why can't it be shot? No matter how good the painting is. What's the use, it's just a pile of rotten paper, so you can realize it? What is said to be incalculable, nice to say, but no one buys it at all, what's the point of that?"

As soon as these words fell, a cold and deep voice slowly spoke: "One million."

Xue Xi was stunned when he heard the familiar voice. She swept her head along with everyone, and saw Xiang Huai holding up a sign.

One million...Who would spend one million to buy a painting by an unknown artist?

Mrs. Xue was also dumbfounded. She looked at Xiang Huai like a fool. Liu Yiqiu reminded: "That's Xixi's boyfriend."

Mrs. Xue coldly snorted: "He is not a grocery store owner, where did he get the money? Xue Sheng must have let him shoot! After all, he still spends money to save Ye Li's face, when we are all fools?"

At this time--

"1.2 million!"

Someone shouted the price again.

Xue Xi listened to this familiar voice, turned her head blankly again, and saw Ji Silin holding up a sign in the crowd.

Mrs. Xue:?

"One and a half million!" Fu Chun, who hadn't gotten off the stage, suddenly said, "In fact, the price is not high, because the artistic conception of this painting is too rare, and it will definitely become the most classic painting of Ye Li's life. ."

The staff was dumbfounded for a long time. No one wanted and almost failed to make a painting for just 50,000 yuan. Why did it suddenly cost 1.5 million after such a short time?

You know, all the lots sold today have the highest price at auction, which is one million!

The staff thought of this and raised the props in their hands: "Is there anyone else to increase the price? If not, it would be 1.5 million."

"One and a half million times..."

Someone in the crowd shouted: "One and six hundred thousand!"

The hidden laymen say that everyone’s work is done, so the absolute value is several million, or even higher!

The atmosphere of everyone was awakened.

Ji Silin once again raised his placard: "Two million!"

Another said: "Two and two million!"

Mrs. Xue was stunned by the price, she swallowed, and still said forcefully: "It's over three million, right? Can you still shoot ten million?"

Ji Silin held another placard: "2.5 million!"

He seemed to have to buy this painting, and when he shouted 2.5 million, he looked at the girl sitting in the front row.

Xue Xi also turned his head, the two looked at each other, and she curled her lips and smiled at him.

This scene fell into the eyes of Xiang Huai who was always paying attention to her. The kid's smile was particularly dazzling. He who successfully drove the atmosphere of the auction, lazily raised his hand: "Ten million."