Urban God-Level Tall, Rich And Handsome

Walking to the crowd, there was a middle-aged man shouting inside, and there were large and small papers on the ground.

In the west of Zhejiang, there are some paintings and pictures with chapters on them.

"No way? Is it really a master's work?" Lin Luo saw a painting, a painting of several horses galloping on the grassland.

There are only a few horses, but the perspective of the painting is that the horses are galloping from the front, creating a scene of ~ thousands of horses galloping.

Look at the above chapter again, this is the picture of galloping horses drawn by the famous Chinese painter Xu Feihong.

"Damn it, how could such a treasure be sold on a street stall." Lin Lu said in a low voice.

The selling method here is in the form of a small auction, that is, the hawker takes out a piece of calligraphy or painting, and the one with the highest price wins.

What is being auctioned now is a piece of calligraphy, on which is written a poem, but it is obviously a doggerel, and the name of a famous poet is also written on the chapter.

After the bidding started, several people in front of the crowd rushed to bid, as if they all wanted to win this work.

As a few people in front of the crowd were asking for the price, the people behind started asking for the price one after another. After a while, the price of this painting rose to 1,000 yuan.

"No way, there's nothing to argue about." Wang Sisi said what was in her heart.

It was indeed from the heart, Wang Sisi looked at this picture, no matter whether it was the literary talent of the poem or the handwriting, it was not so good. I really don't understand what these people are stealing.

"It's a means, it can be said to be a strategy." Yang Mi said.

It can be said that Yang Mi has been in the business field for many years. She has helped Lin Luo manage the company for so long, so she naturally knows some business methods.

"Actually, those few people who bid at the front were their own people, a group of people who wanted to bring in the onlookers." Yang Mi said.

"This is too despicable, this kind of thing can be sold for a thousand yuan? Wang Sisi said.

For a girl from a poor family like Wang Sisi, she is also very sensitive to one thousand yuan. In addition, in my opinion, these things are all random writing or some fakes, and they are not worth so much money at all.

"Hey, hey, you're looking for trouble!" The peddler seemed to hear Wang Sisi's words, and started to yell.

Take a closer look, isn't this Wang Sisi, a student of Huaxia Good Music? Look at the one next to him, it is Lin Luo, this terrifying man.

Knowing that he couldn't afford to mess with him, he hurriedly packed up his calligraphy and painting and prepared to leave.

"Don't go, what are you?" Lin Luo said mockingly.

"No, no, it's my fault, I..." I still want to say that I am a liar, but with so many onlookers around, they will not let the liar go.

"I suddenly remembered that there was an urgent matter at home, so I left first." The peddler said and left.

The remaining onlookers seemed to be very disappointed, and left with muttering in their mouths.

"Such cheap calligraphy and paintings are all works of masters. If he has money, he can look down on these things. Why doesn't he let us buy them?"

"That's right, we ordinary people can't compare with him."

The discussion crowd started to complain that Lin Luo, Wang Sisi and Yang Mi seemed to be caught in the fishing boat.

"Don't be angry, everyone. We are doing it for your own good. What he sells is not the work of a master at all. Think about it, how can a peddler sell the work of a master?

And the price is so low. "Wang Sisi stood up first and said.

"You are what you say. You are not calligraphers or painters. How do you know whether it is true or not? You are rich, so what you say is what you say." Some people dare not say it out loud, but the voice of Lin Luo can be clearly heard .

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"Everyone, don't get excited. Whoever says I'm not a painter or calligrapher, why don't I show you my skills." Lin Luo thought to himself, and thought of another fun thing.

Calligraphers and painters haven't tried it themselves, why don't they come and try the taste of literary masters.

Lin Luo said secretly in his heart: "System, help me find data about calligraphy and painting, I'm going to become a literary master hehe."

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"Thinking about pretending again, you think I don't know you." The system said with a smirk.

"Ha, I'm going to pretend to be high-end, I'm a literary master, not bad." Lin Luo thought to himself and was secretly happy.

"Host, the calligraphy art system is transmitting, and the transmission is complete." The system said.

Lin Luo took a few white papers that the peddler had just dropped and put them on the table.

Suddenly remembered that there is no pen, ink and inkstone yet.

"Oh, I forgot to prepare these things." Lin Luo slapped his head and thought.

"There is no pen and ink at the scene, I will show it to everyone next time." Lin Luo said and called Wang Sisi and Yang Ning to leave.

"Tch, true or false, I admit that he is very powerful, but I don't believe that he can do calligraphy and painting."

"I don't believe it either."

People were discussing one after another, some were complaining that Lin Luo drove away the hawkers, some were complaining that Lin Luo didn't know calligraphy at all.

"You...are you exaggerating?" Wang Sisi said.

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Husband.