Chapter 1059 One Hundred Million Paintings

Ren Kun did not refute his words, Sheng's paintings are indeed worthy of such evaluation.

When other painters heard the words, they all surrounded the past.

They looked at Qin Sheng's painting and couldn't help nodding, their expressions were amazed.

The staff of the art exhibition introduced: "This is Miss Qin Sheng's painting. She was also the top student in the national college entrance examination last time, and she is the same age as Qin Churou. In addition, her teacher is Mr. Lu Zhongguo, and now Miss Qin Sheng's painting, It can already be sold for millions of dollars.”

There were many foreigners who came to see the painting, and they didn't know Qin Sheng before.

Hearing the staff's introduction, they couldn't help but sigh, "An 18-year-old girl can actually compare to us old painters in their 50s and 60s. She is really amazing, genius!"

"Before, I thought that Qin Churou could draw such a painting at this age, and it would be considered very good. I didn't expect that compared with Qin Sheng, it would be compared to the dust."

"It seems that Qin Churou still needs to work hard, but in a short period of time, she will not be able to catch up with Qin Sheng. As expected of Mr. Lu's student!"

If there is no comparison of Qin Sheng's paintings, they will feel that Qin Churou is very good.

But this time, they were touting Qin Sheng's paintings, and the two were the same age, so they couldn't help but comment on Qin Churou's paintings by the way.

Of course, Qin Churou's paintings are always picky.

The smile on Qin Churou's face froze, the fists hanging by her side were clenched tightly, and her nails were almost embedded in the flesh.

Heart filled with hatred.

It's Qin Sheng again!

Without Qin Sheng, she would enjoy compliments, not these devaluations.

Qin Sheng stood beside Qin Churou and said with a chuckle, "I'm sorry, my paintings are better than yours, and they are not as bad as you said."

Qin Churou turned her head and stared at Qin Sheng, "Qin Sheng, don't be complacent, one day I will step on your head!"

Qin Sheng smiled, "I hope you can have this day."

Here, five minutes have passed, and there are still many people standing in front of Qin Sheng's painting.

Compared to Qin Churou's side, it seems very deserted.

A collector couldn't help but ask, "I wonder what the price of Miss Qin Sheng's painting is?"

Qin Sheng is so young, he can draw such excellent paintings, not to mention the future.

This collector can already imagine the price of the paintings in the future. I am afraid that they will not buy them if they are not in the hundreds of millions.

It would be better to buy the painting as soon as possible while Qin Sheng's reputation is not very high, keep it, and wait for it to appreciate in value.

There are quite a few people who have such thoughts on the scene.

The staff replied: "The starting price is 10 million, and the one with the highest price will get it."

The collector immediately said, "I will pay 30 million."

Soon, someone followed, "Forty million."

"Fifty million."

"Seventy million."

Another shouted, "Eighty million."

Many people are bidding. They think that Qin Sheng's painting is indeed worth so much. If this painting is collected, it will only make a profit.

Eighty million is a high price.

The last bidder originally thought that no one would argue with him again, but the original collector gritted his teeth and said, "I will pay 100 million to buy this painting."

The voice fell, and the surroundings became quiet.

Qin Sheng's paintings are indeed perfect, but there are very few paintings of hundreds of millions, and they are all made by famous painters with a lot of effort.

This 100 million, given Qin Sheng's current reputation, is much more true.