Chapter 1700

Oil painting is not as casual and natural as ink painting. Of course, when it reaches a certain level, it also wants to be natural and unrestrained.

Lamy did not have the arrogance of ghost level painters at all, and began to prepare.

A great craftsman in Spain couldn't help coming up and said, "master Lamy, if you don't give it to the younger generation, you're a ghost level Chinese, and act as an assistant. Isn't that self degradation?"

God level, to their opponents when an assistant, but also the world live!

Lamy represents the Spanish painting world, but the pride of the Spanish painting industry!

Now

"Yes, master Lamy, can I come?" A Spanish everyone immediately came out to take over. He gave the ghost level painter a hand. It was not a shame!

Lamy looked at the Spanish painting circle and said, "do you deserve it?"

“……”

Everyone's face turned red. You know, he is also a famous Hostel, and he is respected by the people all over the world?

The Spanish master gritted his teeth and said, "I will! I don't want this face, master Lamy. Just watch it! "

"You? You don't deserve it. Get out of the way. " With that, Lamy turned to be busy.

“……”

“……”

"Er..."

Around a group of people are all silent, everyone's level is even, but the master ah, the whole Spain is also so few ah, just a start, this is the novice intern will do!

"Don't make trouble. Back up. Do you have a key?" Zhao Wuliu comes to drive people, don't block your own live broadcast!

The Spanish master's face was even worse, but what Lamy said, he couldn't refute it. Hearing Zhao 566 asking him, he looked at Zhao 561 and said, "not worthy."

"If you don't deserve it, step back, hurry up!" Zhao Wuliu was full of hooligans and was not afraid to offend people.

"Cough."

President Qian couldn't see it anymore, so he came to communicate with the Spanish master in a low voice. You know, this is a master class!

"President Jiang's paintings are far beyond your imagination, ghosts and gods? It's just a realm that you call it. If it's God, he deserves it. I'm far from it. "

When Lamy saw the creation of Jiang Xiaoye and built the giant city out of thin air, he realized that he was not at the same level as Jiang Xiaoye. This time, when he was able to look at the painting from a close distance, these people still came to grab his chance. It was just like pulling his teeth out of a tiger's mouth. He had a good conscience not to start.

"What?"

"Mr. Lamy, you are a ghost!"

"Isn't it?"

"Has President Jiang come to this point? Isn't it terrible? Can we say that President Jiang has surpassed the level of ghosts and gods painters? So what's on it

Ghost level, called Devil level in China, later became ghost level as time went on. It can be said that no one has ever reached it. Many people just touch the edge.

Now, Lamy, as an elder of ghosts and gods, stepped into the level of ghosts and gods earlier than Jiang Xiaoye, and the salvation of black shocked the world. Now, however, he said such words. Since he said so, there must be a reason.

White Star Star pulled the maple leaf, a sign.

"I don't know. Don't ask me. I don't know anything." Ye Feng shakes his head. He doesn't know what the situation is.

"You and Lao Qian have been in charge of painting this time?"

"Yes, but I don't know what the situation is. We don't even know what to draw at the beginning. Besides, you ask old Qian, he knows nothing about it?"

Everyone is confused. What is this?

Jiang Xiaoye is preparing.

"Ask a question, how much is a pair of paintings by Lin?" Zhao Wuliu suddenly opens his mouth, but Jiang Xiaoye has promised to give him a painting!

"Priceless!"

President Qian looks at Jiang Xiaoye with burning eyes. Has even Mr. Lamy been convinced!

"Bullshit, is the priceless treasure worthless or hundreds of billions? There's a price, right? Let's say, how much can the pair of Long Teng mountains and rivers cost? "

Zhao Wuliu rolled his eyes. What he hated most was that he could not move the priceless treasure. He didn't know how much it should be!

"Rude, you are also a celebrity. Pay attention to your image. It's still live. There is a collector's bid of 110 million yuan for Longteng Wanli mountain and river. It's still the industry's bid. If it's really auctioned, who knows how much? Is it wrong to say that it's priceless? "

To Zhao Wuliu, the hooligan, chairman Qian is also quite helpless.

Still live, can't you give me some face?

"Lying trough!"

So valuable!

Zhao Wuliu remembers the painting of little brown bear painted by Jiang Xiaoye before. What about this painting?

"What if you used to paint casually? Even if it's a painting like that! " Zhao Wuliu's eyes brightened when he heard this. If he sold his paintings to make money, he should be very valuable!"Don't talk about painting casually. If someone can find out and confirm that it was painted by President Jiang, it's easy to sell hundreds of thousands of graffiti. It's said that President Jiang had studied amateur art painting in university before, and I went to his school to look for it, but none of them was found. Don't think that there are hundreds of paintings that sell for money That is to say, it will automatically devalue the price of his own paintings. The more rare the paintings are, the more they are before. Moreover, it is enough for President Jiang to paint once a year at this level! "

Bai Xingchen's voice is not small. This is also a reminder to Jiang Xiaoye that he should not help anyone who asks for painting in the future, so as to lower his own value!

They find that Jiang Xiaoye is very talkative. They just come to ask if he can draw a pair. This not only agrees, but also creates such a big situation. The most important thing is not to fool around, but to come up with a picture of ten meters long and two meters high. Put it on them. This painting can't be too much for the first half of the year!

"Lao Jiang, have you ever painted before? It's OK when I was a kid! " Zhao 561 listened and quickly called Jiang Yunshan.

"No more When we built the villa last year, there were seven or eight pictures, but we didn't understand it. We just gave Xiao Hei a stew. Zhao Wuliu seems to be your fire. "

Jiang Yunshan is also a little embarrassed. When he demolished the house, he collected a lot of Jiang Xiaoye's books. All the books were sent to Yang Siqi's house by Jiang Xiaoye. All the books were used as waste paper. He could not wait for the rags to be collected. At that time, he stewed meat for little black and gray brown bear every day, and all of them were burned.

"Crouch, I burned millions of things for Xiaohei to eat?" Zhao's eyes are a little big.

"Wang?"

Xiao Hei called, when did you pick up the matter? What's the matter with Xiao Hei? It's not made by Xiaohei!

Xiao Hei struggled for a while and wanted to slip away. Li Lan slapped him in the head and became honest in an instant.

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