Chapter 1059
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Ren Kun did not refute his words. Sheng's painting was indeed worthy of such an evaluation.
When the other artists heard this, they gathered around.
They looked at Qin Sheng's painting and could not help but nod their heads. Their expressions were full of amazement.
The staff of the art exhibition introduced, "This is Miss Qin Sheng's painting. She was also the top scorer in the national college entrance examination last time. She is the same age as Qin Churou. In addition, her teacher is Old Master Lu Zhongguo. Now, Miss Qin Sheng's paintings can be sold at a high price of tens of millions."
There were many foreigners who came to see the painting. They did not know Qin Sheng before this.
When they heard the staff's introduction, they could not help but exclaim, "An eighteen -year-old girl can actually compare to us old artists in our fifties and sixties. She is indeed amazing. She is a genius!"
"Previously, I thought that Qin Churou was very outstanding for being able to paint such a painting at her age. I did not expect her to be compared to Qin Sheng."
"It seems that Qin Churou still needs to work harder. However, she will not be able to catch up to Qin Sheng in a short period of time. She is indeed Old Master Lu's student!"
If they did not compare Qin Sheng's painting, they would think that Qin Churou was very outstanding.
But now, they were flattering Qin Sheng's painting. Since they were of the same age, they could not help but comment on Qin Churou's painting.
Of course, they were picky about Qin Churou's painting.
The smile on Qin Churou's face froze. She clenched her fists tightly by her sides. Her nails were almost embedded in her palms.
Her heart was filled with hatred.
Qin Sheng again!
Without Qin Sheng, she would have enjoyed the praise, not these belittling.
Qin Sheng stood beside Qin Churou and chuckled. "I'm sorry. My painting is better than yours. It's not as bad as you said."
Qin Churou turned around and glared at Qin Sheng. "Qin Sheng, don't be so smug. One day, I'll step on your head!"
Qin Sheng smiled. "I hope that day will come for you."
Five minutes had passed, but there were still many people standing in front of Qin Sheng's painting.
Compared to Qin Churou's place, it was very quiet.
A collector couldn't help but ask, "How much is Miss Qin Sheng's painting?"
Qin Sheng was so young, but she could draw such an excellent painting, let alone in the future.
This collector could already imagine the price of the painting in the future. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to buy it without hundreds of millions.
He might as well take advantage of the fact that Qin Sheng wasn't very famous and buy the painting as soon as possible. He would keep it and wait for it to appreciate.
There were quite a few people who had the same thought.
The staff member replied, "The starting price is 10 million. The highest bidder wins."
That collector immediately said, "I'll pay 30 million."
Soon, someone else followed. "40 million."
"50 million."
"70 million."
Another person shouted, "80 million."
Many people were bidding. They felt that Qin Sheng's painting was indeed worth so much. They would only make a profit if they kept this painting.
80 million was a very high price.
The last bidder thought that no one would compete with him. Unexpectedly, the original collector gritted his teeth and said, "I'll pay 100 million for this painting."
After he said that, the crowd fell silent.
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