Chapter 116: Nanzhu Presents Paintings
Chapter 116 Nanzhu Presents Paintings
The girl was wearing a black delicate dress, small black leather boots, and a black hair flower on her head, and she stepped onto the stage.
When she came to the stage, Nanhuang heard a surprised voice nearby.
"Why isn't Mu Yun from Xicheng University the first to play?"
"Haven't you heard? Mu Yun from the Department of Fine Arts of Xicheng University, the default organizer, was the first to play. But suddenly it was said that there was an accident, and that Mu Yun did not participate."
"Not going to participate? Isn't Mu Yun a golden sign of Xicheng University? I heard that she was specially allowed to transfer to another school because of her outstanding drawing ability."
"I don't know. I heard that she was sick and had a high fever, so she asked for leave. She said that she didn't have time to paint, so she just didn't participate."
"Isn't that a pity?"
"What about Xicheng University? Nancheng University has such a powerful dark painter as Nanzhu. If these three schools do not perform well in the competition, it will be embarrassing and embarrassing to Z country."
"Didn't you hear that Xicheng University has Ye Nanhuang?"
"That's right, I heard that Ye Nanhuang is stronger than Mu Yun, and she is the ex-wife of President Bo Shenbo or something."
"I'm afraid I didn't blow it up. If the cowhide is blown out, I will lose my life."
"That is to say, if she is really so good at painting, how can she remain unknown for so many years?"
Nanhuang smiled lightly, and understood why Mu Yun didn't come to the competition.
Mu Yun has been frightened by her, and now she doesn’t dare to go against her at all, probably remembering that in order to plot her against her, she deliberately spread the fact that she draws better than her in school, for fear of being retaliated by herself, so now she simply acts like a turtle.
However, why is Mu Yun so confident.
She draws better than Mu Yun. Tell the truth, what does she care about?
She looked at Nanzhu on the stage. Nanzhu lowered her eyes and smiled at Nanhuang, then took the microphone handed over by the host.
"This painting of mine is about the person I love the most." Nan Zhu said.
The host smiled and asked, "The person you love the most? Could it be Mr. Nantuo?"
Nan Tuo immediately sat up straight, the media patted Nan Zhu, and then patted Nan Tuo.
Nanzhu shook her head: "No."
The host guessed again. "Is that Mrs. Nan?"
Nan Zhu shook his head again.
The host smiled and said, "Then... is it Miss Nanzhu's lover?"
Nan Zhu nodded slightly, "It's sort of."
These words caused an uproar in the audience.
The host joked: "That's terrible, even I'm going to be excited. Maybe the search keywords on the Internet will soon become 'Miss Nanzhu's public relationship'."
Nanzhu laughed and hissed: "Keep your voice down, don't scare her."
Then, Nanzhu stepped forward and lifted off the silk cloth, behind the silk cloth, a dark painting appeared!
At the moment when the screen appeared, Fifth Master Rong's face in the audience turned dark. His eyes darkened for a moment. An aura of killing people could hardly be concealed.
Nan Tuo froze, and almost fell off his seat.
As for Mo Shatian and others, when they looked at this painting, they felt somewhat familiar.
In the painting presented by Nanzhu, in a quaint castle-like room, a girl wearing a black lace princess dress, black leather boots, and a black head flower looks melancholy out of the window.
And this girl is the former eldest lady of the Nan family, Miss Nanhuang's original appearance!
The host was also taken aback for a moment, and then hesitantly said haha: "It seems that there is a misunderstanding, it is actually a girl."
"There is no misunderstanding." Nanzhu held the microphone, curled the corners of her lips, her eyes were dark, "This is my sister, Nanhuang. She is the person I love the most."
The field was stunned for a moment.
After all, everyone knows. Nan Zhixian's lineage, including Miss Nanhuang, have all died!
While he was in a daze, the host suddenly received the news, and immediately said: "This painting is very beautiful, with a very good artistic conception. It expresses Miss Nanhuang's melancholy and beauty profoundly. I'm afraid she saw it in person. I'll say yes too."
Nanhuang curled her lips contemptuously.
The host said again: "I'm a little anxious off the stage. The fifth master of the Rong Group has already started the auction. Oh my god, ten million! What a compliment to this painting!"
Fifth Master Rong's eyes that looked like he was about to kill someone swept over him lightly.
He didn't think the painting was beautiful, he didn't allow the painting to flow into anyone's hands!
He must get this painting, because he wants to completely destroy this painting!
After hearing 10 million, Nan Tuo's discomfort about Nan Zhu's previous announcement of "Favorite Nanhuang" also subsided.
His daughter is really outstanding, and the painting was bid for 10 million when it was born.
He glanced gratefully at Fifth Master Rong. But he saw Rong Wuye's eyes were very cold.
But this man has always had a stinky face, so he is not surprised.
"Thank you, Fifth Lord, for your kindness."
Master Rong gave him a cold look, and then looked at the front of the stage.
Ten million, the price is already high. Originally, many entrepreneurs were eager to make a move, but now they dare not move.
Only Bo Shen, after looking at Fifth Master Rong and the painting, felt sensitively in his heart that he should take a photo of this painting.
So he also raised his clap.
"Mr. Bo, 20 million!" The host explained excitedly, "As for the painting competition of the three schools, all the paintings will be sold for charity. Half of the proceeds from the on-site auction will be donated directly to social welfare organizations on the spot That is to say, now at least 10 million yuan of this painting will be donated to social welfare organizations! Here, we would like to thank Ms. Nan!"
"Fifty million!!" The host just changed his mood and was shocked immediately, "Master Rong Wu is fifty million, fifty million!"
"Mr. Bo, 60 million!!"
"Master Rong Wu, 80 million!!"
Nanhuang twitched at the corner of her mouth. She understood why Rong Feng had to take this painting.
Not only was he sick, but she was also sick.
She must destroy this painting. Let Rong Feng do the filming. She will pay him back the money used for the auction in the future.
"President Bo, 90 million!"
"Master Rong Wu, 100 million!!"
Master Rong looked at Bo Shen coldly with murderous eyes.
Bo Shen stared at him bitterly.
Since he wants it, he must too!
"President Bo, 110 million!"
"Master Rong Wu, 200 million!!" The host was shocked.
Nanhuang's eyelids twitched violently.
Although her ability to make money is not weak, 200 million is too much...
Thinking of this, she gave Boshen a hard look. It's all his fault, it's okay, what is he doing admiring Nanzhu's paintings, and raising the price!
The host was very excited.
"200 million, 200 million! What does this mean? It means that at least 100 million has been donated to social welfare organizations!!"
Bo Shen clenched his fists, and he stared at the painting of the dark wind.
He felt that this painting was inexplicably familiar, and he really wanted it a little bit.
However, two hundred million. buy a painting...
Bo took a deep breath. He gave up.
The host was overjoyed. "Good start, good start! The painting of Miss Nanzhu of Nancheng University is really eye-catching! Congratulations for the high price of 200 million yuan! According to the agreement, half of the 200 million yuan will be attributed to Miss Nanzhu, and the other half will be donated to social welfare organizations !"
Nan Zhu picked up the microphone and said, "No, just donate everything."
The host was very excited when he heard it. "Did you hear that?! This is Nan Zhu, the eldest lady of the Nan family in Nancheng! All the proceeds from the 200 million oil paintings will be donated to social welfare organizations!"
(end of this chapter)