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Ten million is already very high. You must know that the sunflowers painted by Van Gogh could not be sold for a penny.

Isn’t it a sunflower? No, it's because the author is not famous yet.

Graciu thought Bai Qianqu was a hidden boss, but he was actually an unknown person, and no one in the painting world knew him.

Even if he produced "Along the River During Qingming Festival" at this time, it probably wouldn't sell for 10 million.

The painting world is all about seniority.

As a senior businessman, Ningguang also pays close attention to the art world. Naturally, he knows that there is no one named Bai Qianqu in the painting world, and judging from his age, he cannot be a well-known big shot.

The reason why Ningguang is willing to pay 10 million is actually an investment. Although Bai Qianqu is not well-known at this time, she believes that Bai Qianqu will definitely become famous all over the world in the future, and the price of his paintings will be different by then. .

Paying 10 million yuan to buy a painting for an unknown person shows that Ning Guang is still very courageous.

But Bai Qianqu shook his head.

He himself knows that the same painting cannot be exactly the same in different scenes and moods.

This is the non-replicability of paintings. Unlike writing novels, each painting is essentially unique. It is impossible to imitate an exact painting. Why are some paintings so expensive? Just because they are all unique, even if the original artist comes, it will be difficult to recreate them.

"I'm sorry, this painting was actually drawn by me with extraordinary exertion. I can't draw it normally."

Ningguang had no doubts about Bai Qianqu's explanation, and she nodded in deep agreement.

Some painters will draw works far beyond their normal level when they have a sudden inspiration. This is normal.

However, Ningguang did not look down on Bai Qianqu because of this, because one thing is certain: Bai Qianqu has a superb painting level that far exceeds his age.

After all, if the level is not reached, no matter how much inspiration one has, one cannot create an astonishing masterpiece like "Ink Bamboo Picture".

There is no doubt that Bai Qianqu is a true genius of Chinese painting!

Although he is not famous yet, Ningguang believes that he will definitely become a true master of traditional Chinese painting in the near future!

Ningguang is very confident in her own vision, and the conclusions she draws rarely deviate.

She is a businessman, and the most important thing is the rate of return. In her eyes, Bai Qianqu is a very high-quality investment object. As long as she gives a little support now, the rate of return she will get in the future will definitely be amazing.

A master of Chinese painting! That is an existence even rarer than the God of Music.

Although his popularity may not be as high as that of a music god, his status in the art world is no different than that of a music god.

Any painting by such a person can be sold for a sky-high price. Of course, by that time, people will be proud to own their works, which are truly collections that can be shown off.

Therefore, the smile on Ningguang's face did not change at all, and she said in a slow tone: "Mr. Bai, there is no need to be modest. I believe that with your skills, you will definitely make better works in the future. Can I take some photos?" "

"can."

With Bai Qianqu's consent, Ningguang took out her cell phone and carefully took a few photos of "Ink Bamboo Pictures", and then took out a golden card.

"This is my personal business card. If you are free, you are welcome to come to Qunyu Pavilion as a guest. I will sweep the bed to treat you."

Bai Qianqu took the business card: "Okay, I will definitely go when I have time."

Seeing that the other party accepted the business card, he focused his eyes and achieved his goal, and stopped staying: "In that case, I won't bother you anymore. I wish you all have a good time at this exhibition."

Looking at Ningguang Shi Shiran's leaving figure, Bai Qianqu also smiled helplessly.

Of course he knew what Ningguang was thinking. In fact, he didn't really want to accept the other party's support, because the most difficult thing in the world to repay is a favor.

If he sells a painting to Ningguang now and makes a profit of 10 million, Ningguang will definitely get 20 million in return from himself in the future.

His original intention of painting was to draw vertical paintings for games, and then draw comics when he had time. As for the so-called painting master, he has not yet included it in his plans.

Even if he wants to become a painting master in the future, he does not want to owe others favors.

After exchanging contact information with Graciu, Bai Qianqu casually walked around the exhibition. There were still many products, but Bai Qianqu couldn't really understand them at all.

He found that there seemed to be no so-called Impressionism in the world of painting. Anyway, he did not see similar paintings in the exhibition.

People's painting techniques are not as colorful as in the original world.

"It seems that the world has not experienced those vigorous art movements, and after all, something is missing."

Bai Qianqu murmured to himself quietly, and then left.

The purpose of his trip has been achieved.

At this time, Ningguang was getting ready to leave in a car. Standing next to the car was a woman in professional attire named Baiwen. She was Ningguang's personal secretary.

Baiwen asked with some confusion: "President Ningguang, there are several partners who want to meet with you. Are you leaving now?"

Ningguang was flipping through his mobile phone, and what was inside was Bai Qianqu's "Ink Bamboo Picture".

"Well, I've got something more interesting. It's such a good painting. It's a pity that I missed it. It's a pity, it's a pity, it's such a pity."

Ning Guang let out three sighs in succession, which showed that her heart was not as calm as her appearance.

Baiwen asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you? Did you miss some treasure? Do you need me to help you?"

"It's okay, I just had a few thoughts." Ningguang put away his phone, "The most important thing now is to finish the short film shot by our company. I spent a lot of effort to get a very good song. Don’t waste your piano music.”

"Ok!"

"Okay, I'll leave this to you. I'll leave first."

"You walk slowly."

Seeing Ningguang's car go away, Baiwen turned around, her eyes still full of doubts.

"What kind of painting is it that makes the president so worried?"

She was puzzled, and in the end she could only stop thinking about it.

......

The next day after returning home, Bai Qianqu got a reply from Graciu. She had already told her parents. Her parents did not object, but supported her daughter's choice.

Bai Qianqu was a little envious of Gratius for having such enlightened parents.

But he didn’t know that Grexiu had already shown his “Ink Bamboo Picture” to her parents via video. At that time, her parents were shocked and asked Grexiu repeatedly which master it was. s work.

When they learned that Gracie was going to work as an assistant to the author of this painting, the two of them agreed repeatedly and wished for it.