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Chapter 817: The emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry


In the blink of an eye, the auction has officially begun.

This auction is mainly for the auction of calligraphy and painting works from the past and present, so there are some differences from the auctions that Wu Liang has participated in in the past.

This time, the people who participated in the auction were mainly concentrated in the circle of calligraphy and Chinese painting lovers.

In addition to the calligraphy association and the art academy, there are also some such as art dealers, calligraphy dealers, and calligraphy and painting collectors.

Without the previous porcelain, bronze and other miscellaneous antiques, the auction participants are naturally concentrated in the group of people who like calligraphy and painting.

The procedure of the auction conference is still the same, the host first forced two sentences, but the important guests forced two more sentences, tightly and slowly, and after half an hour, the auction began.

Wu Liang noticed that the guests invited to this auction were mainly the top figures of the Calligraphy Association and the Academy of Fine Arts.

For example, Pei Nanming, the president of the Calligraphy Association, and Yan Hua, the president of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Coupled with several well-known old painters and calligraphers in Huadu's calligraphy and painting circles, the lineup of the calligraphy and painting auction will be almost the same.

Wu Liang said to Song Qingyun, who was sitting next to him: "Old Song, as a well-known figure in the calligraphy world, why didn't you go to sit on the guest seat, you are almost the same as Pei Nanming." ” Song Qingyun said with a smile: "Originally, there was a place for me in the guest seat, but I pushed it, it didn't mean anything, it was better to sit next to Master Wu, I can still get a touch of immortal energy." ” "Pushed?

Okay, Lao Song, are you showing loyalty?

Wu Liang said with a faint smile.

"Haha, it's not a sign of loyalty, I'm telling the truth, it's weird to sit in the guest seat, it's better to be comfortable in the auction seat, the key is to talk to Master Wu for a while."

Song Qingyun smiled slightly.

Although Song Qingyun is older, he is not confused at all.

He knows how to make trade-offs, instead of sitting on the guests, it is better to chat with Wu Liang more and learn from the scriptures.

Even if you can't get the scriptures, chatting and farting with Master Wu is better than sitting on the guests.

Moreover, Song Qingyun has experienced this kind of occasion many times, even if he sits in the guest seat this time, he does not have the sense of superiority at the beginning.

"Sitting in the guest seat, who is the old man in the middle seat?"

Wu Liang pointed at the old man.

Because, that old man always looked at Wu Liang and Song Qingyun from time to time.

When Wu Liang pointed at the old man, the other party immediately retracted his bald head, which had only a few hairs left, like a bald turtle.

Song Qingyun smiled and said, "That's Pei Nanming, the president of the Calligraphy Association." ” "It turns out that he is Pei Nanming, his teacher peeked at us, I pointed at him just now, and he quickly shrank back like a turtle with a shrunken head, which is a bit interesting."

Wu Liang smiled faintly.

"Really?

This old thing, secretly observing our actions, speaking of which, Pei Nanming is very angry, originally I recommended you to sit in the guest seat, but Pei Nanming was strongly opposed, so angry that I had to go to the guest seat to join in the fun, disdainful of being in the company of this kind of person. ” Speaking of this, Song Qingyun seemed to be angry in his heart.

Wu Liang said: "In addition to being the president of the Book Association, what else does Pei Nanming have?

” Song Qingyun said: "Actually, there are no other names, but at present, he is indeed the best cursive writer in the calligraphy world, and he has practiced all the way from regular script and line calligraphy, and finally studied cursive, so to speak, he is a very famous calligrapher in contemporary times." ” Wu Liang asked again: "How do I feel, he seems to have a grudge against me?"

His eyes just now were not very kind. ” Song Qingyun said: "That's right, Pei Nanming has always regarded you as an enemy, you think, you slapped his apprentice in the face at the beginning, subverting cognition, and he has a lot of doubts about you, so he has a lot of hostility towards you." ” "It seems that this person named Pei Nanming is not very broad-minded, is he still worried that I will not compete with him for fame?

I remember that his apprentices seemed to have admitted defeat, why couldn't he let go?

” The main reason is that Wu Liang feels that Pei Nanming, as the president of the Book Association, has no need to worry about these at all.

Wu Liang did not have the intention to develop in the Calligraphy Association, nor did he rarely have various positions in the Calligraphy Association, and he was completely invited by many calligraphers to join the Calligraphy Association, not his original intention.

And Pei Nanming has always been hostile to him, which is really unnecessary.

Song Qingyun said: "Pei Nanming's apprentice, now he regards you as an example and devotes himself to studying calligraphy, so he should come here today." ” Wu Liang smiled faintly: "Huh!

Let's be a life coach again, it's almost, the auction should start, it's hard to say that these guests are hard to say, they should have a cross talk show. ” Wu Liang and the others were a little impatient, there were indeed a lot of words from the guests and hosts, and they almost forgot who the protagonist was today.

Today's protagonists, of course, are the big hands who came to the auction.

At this time, Wu Liang didn't notice that Qian Shaoyu, who was sitting not far from him, was secretly observing.

Qian Shaoyu's eyes when he looked at Wu Liangshi were even more hostile than Pei Nanming.

Even, it can be said that Pei Nanming Jian is nothing compared to Qian Shaoyu.

Qian Shaoyu couldn't wait to kill Wu Liang immediately, so that he could relieve the hatred in his heart.

Next, the auction begins.

Due to the large number of paintings and calligraphy auctioned, the auction process has been accelerated a lot.

In addition, the number and variety of calligraphy and painting works are large, which also gives bidders a lot of choice.

Of course, the most precious and famous works will still be the target of fierce competition among many bidders.

For example, the starting price of Liang Kai's "Li Baixing's Yintu" was 500,000 yuan, and the first bidder immediately took a winter vacation of 1 million.

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From 500,000 to 1 million, it has directly doubled.

Although this little money, in Wu Liang's opinion, is just a drizzle, not everyone is as rich as Wu Liang.

From 500,000 to 1 million, it's already fierce.

Of course, Wu Liang's goal was not this "Li Baixing Yintu", so he had no intention of participating in the auction at all.

When Qian Shaoyu saw that Wu Liang was indifferent to "Li Baixing's Yintu", he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"This painting is a hot item in this auction!

Wu Liang hasn't even made a move yet, is he waiting for the last big move?

I must not be cowardly, I must take down this painting and let Wu Liang know how good I am!

But I can't make a move now, and I'm going to wait for the last big move!

” However, after rounds of bidding, Wu Liang was still indifferent, and he didn't even bother to raise the brand.

At this moment, Qian Shaoyu is in a hurry!

"Holy!

It's really enduring!

How long will this last?!

” Qian Shaoyu was so anxious that his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

"Don't make a move!

I'm afraid I'm going to be taken down by the people from the Art Academy!