The Yundong City Charity Art Auction did not enter the ** period until the afternoon.￠￡￠￠￡,

The first batch of works donated by collectors or artists were taken out for auction.

It should be said that most people are still very caring. The first batch of works sold for auction were not sold for first-class sales and all were sold.

And in another corner of the auction, Zhu Jinyan was a little absent-minded.

"Jin Yan, don't worry too much." As a leader among young painters, Cao Niangong, who has been rising in value in the past two years, seems very calm: "We are all ready, and you have put a lot of effort into this."

Zhu Jinyan smiled.

Yes, I have put in a lot of effort for this time.

He must once again bring the fame of Xia Muxuan, Tan Ruisun and Cao Niangong to a very high level, and to some extent, it can even compare with the original "Northern Mountains and South Peak"!

Because he needs them!

And this charity art auction gave him such an excellent opportunity.

What else is a more ideal situation than defeating the descendants of "Northern Mountains and South Peak"?

"Jin Yan." It seemed to be to encourage Zhu Jinyan. Cao Niangong continued: "Chen Feng and Chen Lan, the child of the Chen family, I have read their works, I have worked hard but lacked spiritual energy, but Tan Ruisun's works have reached a new level, so there is nothing to worry about this time. However, we have never heard of this person before, Fan Yifeng's son?"

Indeed, although Fan Yifeng is famous all over the country, no matter his children or students, he has never been a top student.

Even Fan Baolu is unheard of in the domestic painting world.

"Our family has known Fan Baolu for a long time." When talking about this name, Zhu Jinyan was a little disdainful: "He is just a gambler, obsessed with mahjong, and has won the national mahjong championship."

"If you want to play mahjong, we are no match for him." Cao Niangong laughed: "If a person puts too much energy elsewhere, then this person is not worth worrying. Jin Yan, do you know how much time Cao Muxuan spends every day to practice his calligraphy? For most of the time of the day, he is immersed in the pursuit of art."

Zhu Jinyan understood what he meant.

Mahjong is especially a very time-consuming hobby. People who like mahjong too often cannot make much breakthroughs in other aspects.

But Fan Baolu's preference for mahjong is almost obsessed with it.

The only thing that is worried is only one person:

Lei Huanxi!

"I have carefully studied Lei Huanxi's works." When talking about Lei Huanxi, Cao Niangong couldn't help but frown:

"The eight dragons he drew were elegant and lively, and completely painted the essence of the dragon's expression. Just from the perspective of painting dragons, I can responsibly admit that he is simply an outstanding genius."

"What about comparing with you, a genius?" Zhu Jinyan seemed to hear something: "Did the showdown between two geniuses?"

"It can be said that." Cao Niangong did not hide anything at all: "But I found a very strange place in his Eight Dragon Picture."

He took out his cell phone, and there was a photo of the eight dragons painted by Lei Huanxi. He took the photo method:

"Look, the eight dragons are vivid and lifelike. If we only talk about the dragon painting, I can say that no one can beat him. But you have noticed nothing? There are almost only dragons in this picture, and there are almost no other scenery. There are only these clouds."

Zhu Jinyan came over and looked carefully for a while but couldn't find anything.

"These clouds are pretty good, but." Cao Niangong smiled: "But from the perspective of an expert, compared with these eight dragons, the techniques and painting skills can only be described as clumsy!"

Zhu Jinyan's eyes lit up: "What do you mean is that Lei Huanxi can only draw dragons?"

"To be precise, his ability to draw dragons is unparalleled in the world, but his painting skills are only third-rate except for dragons!" Cao Nian Gong replied very surely.

Actually, he was still thinking too much.

Lei Huanxi is more than just drawing other things?

Our joy is actually not good at painting.

The Eight Dragon Picture relies entirely on the remaining memory fragments after Xiaopang communicated with him in a spiritual communication. Then Brother Huanxi took a look without even explaining it!

Moreover, Cao Niangong's vision is very sharp.

The few clouds painted by Brother Huanxi are so terrible compared to his dragon. However, the people who saw this Eight Dragon Picture were attracted by the spirit of the dragons. They suddenly suddenly saw other scenery around them.

"I understand." Zhu Jinyan nodded with satisfaction: "Unless there is a miracle, we can completely defeat him at this point."

"There is no miracle, there is no miracle in such a short time." Cao Niangong said confidently: "The so-called miracle is nothing more than hard work. The so-called genius is nothing more than hard work that ordinary people can't imagine."

Zhu Jinyan was completely relieved.

I found the best chance to defeat Lei Huanxi for the first time.

Although such a defeat would not have any substantial impact on Lei Huanxi's life.

But Zhu Jinyan just likes to defeat him...

...

"The so-called genius, genius is genius."

"You are really fake. Old Fan?" Brother Huanxi widened his eyes:

"Really." Fan Baolu was confident: "You know football superstar Messi? How do others evaluate him? 99% of inspiration plus 1% of effort."

The few people next to him looked at each other.

Brother Huanxi grabbed his head: "What about you? Are you a genius?"

"Of course." Fan Baolu said proudly: "Of course I am a genius, but I am a genius in playing mahjong."

Brother Huanxi suddenly hooked Fan Baolu's shoulder with his eyes: "Old Fan, when it comes to playing mahjong, you seem to owe me some money, right?"

"Brother Huanxi." Fan Baolu's expression changed and he immediately looked flattering: "You said that we are in this relationship. Why are you talking about such a naive way? Speaking of playing mahjong, you are the first genius, and I am the second genius."

Chen Feng and Chen Lan were a little amused and crying.

Qiao Yuanfan, Fan Yifeng and Chen Zhishan are all famous masters in China. Once their descendants lose, it will be a shameful thing for their parents.

But look at Lei Huanxi and Fan Baolu. Although they are about twenty years apart, their personalities are exactly the same. It seems that they don’t take this competition seriously at all.

Do they really don’t know the consequences after losing? Lei Huanxi has forgotten it. After all, his father Qiao Yuanfan is just a master of orchids, but what about Fan Baolu?
Chapter completed!