Jiu Min, if you are asked to take care of the baby, will you show off in the entertainment industry?

Chapter 198 Stupid without knowing it
On the stage, a huge LED screen displayed the bidding items at 360 degrees.

In the audience, well-known artists gave appreciation and comments.

Those with more positive reviews will be fetched higher prices.

There are also those who have been demoted to the point of being worthless and no one cares about them.

Song Zhun yawned several times in succession, "When will Miss Sang's work arrive?"

During the short time after sitting down, he played with his mobile phone and yawned. It was obvious that he was quite bored.

Feng Shenglan: "We are No. 28."

Song Zhun's face collapsed when he heard this, "Is it so late? Then I'd better take a nap first."

It's not like he came here because he likes art, but more like he came here for Sang Chi.

Sang Chi asked: "How did Mr. Song know that I also submitted my work for auction?"

Her voice was gentle, but her eyes were extremely sharp.

"Ah this..."

Song Zhun rolled his eyes, "I guessed it."

This answer didn't sound true at first glance, but Sang Chi didn't continue to ask.

After all, no matter what the purpose of the other party's visit is, she can just show off her tactics.

As more and more works were displayed, the interest of several art world tycoons in the front row gradually dropped.

"Every year is worse than the last. Last year, there were two amazing works in the first 20 issues, but this year there are none."

"Isn't it? It's really disappointing to have spiritual energy but not aura, to have a painter but not a painter..."

Mrs. Fu also sighed, "Let's take another look and give the players behind us a chance."

"Oh, that's all it can do."

Although I agreed, I was more picky about the subsequent works because of my disappointment in the past.

Until a picture of a silver wolf under the moon appeared in front of everyone.

The snowfield under the moon spreads out a peaceful and mysterious picture. The silver wolf is like a ghost on a cold night, walking alone on the white snow. Its eyes are lazy and lonely, lifelike, as if it will jump out of the painting at the next moment.

The big guys in the front row who had been sighing just now suddenly brightened up.

"The aura that hits my face is really well drawn."

"The composition is clever, with silver moon, silver snow, and silver wolf. If the whole painting is not handled well, it will easily lack the sense of layering. However, the painter's light and shadow processing is very good, and instead creates a stable and unified picture effect. It is a good painting!"

"The brushstrokes are also very delicate, and I can see that my skills are very strong. I want to bid on this painting!"

Mrs. Fu was also very satisfied with the painting and said to Fu Mingting: "Help me take a picture of this painting later."

Jiang Siqing expected that she would be the most noticed artist in the audience. She specifically asked Fu Mingting to arrange her painting as the finale, but now the limelight has been robbed by others, especially Mrs. Fu who praised the painting very much. , how could she feel happy?
"Ming Ting, what do you think of this painting compared to mine?"

Fu Mingting said in all fairness, "The two paintings are comparable, but you are still so young, and the person who painted this painting may be very old, so there is no comparison."

Jiang Siqing heard the same thing.

The other party may be an old man. What can you compare with someone like that?
She instantly felt more balanced.

Of course, a talented young person like her attracts more attention than an older person.

Just as the bosses in the front row were praising the painting, a shocking "fuck" shocked the entire audience.

Who could make such an ungentlemanly sound in such an elegant place?

Some of the eyes were curious, some were condemning, and some were looking for fun. They all looked at Song Zhun who said "fuck".

Even Sang Chi and Feng Shenglan beside him also received attention. Jiang Siqing took the opportunity to say, "Sang Chi and Mr. Song have a really good relationship. I don't know what to say to make Mr. Song so excited."

Someone next to me asked, "Who is Sang Chi?"

Song Zhun is a well-known gangster, but many people are a question mark about Sang Chi.

Jiang Siqing "kindly" helped to clear up the confusion: "That's the lady next to Young Master Song, and she's also a popular female star right now."

When they heard it was a female celebrity, many people showed disdain on their faces.

"Another one who wants to take advantage of the opportunity to get gold, right?"

"It has been proposed a long time ago. Celebrities should not be allowed to participate in events like ours, which would create a mess."

"She's pretty, but she's not from the same group as us."

The chattering sounds in front were somewhat transmitted to the ears of the people behind.

Feng Shenglan looked at Sang Chi worriedly.

Sang Chi was not affected at all. He looked like he was watching a good show and his mentality was extremely stable.

Song Zhun: "That's what I said. If you have any opinions, just come to me. Why target a woman who has done nothing? And you, Jiang Siqing, are you messing around? Are you not a star? Do you think you are What qualifications do you have to sit in the front row? A pheasant has not yet married into a wealthy family, so he is so anxious to become a phoenix?"

Song Zhun's output was too lethal.

The noisy voices just now became quiet at this moment.

Although Song Zhun's words were unpleasant to hear, they made some sense after hearing them.

Sang Chi didn't say anything. It was really unfair for them to blame her.

There is also Jiang Siqing, who is a star herself and sits in the front row thanks to her connections with the Fu family. It is one thing for them to look down on celebrities aloofly, but it is another thing for Jiang Siqing to look down on the stars who are also Sang Chi.

These people didn't say anything clearly, and Jiang Siqing could sense that their attitudes towards her were different.

"Ming Ting..."

Fu Mingting patted her hand to comfort him, stood up, and turned to Song Zhun and said, "Song Zhun, if you don't abide by the rules here, please leave now."

Song Zhun ridiculed: "Fusi, you really have double standards and make me sick. I used the wrong words and shouldn't have spoken. I admit you scolded me, but you really didn't say a word about your girlfriend's disgusting things. You treat everyone equally, and I respect you as a man!”

Fu Mingting clenched his fists, his face turned ugly because of his words.

His eyes unconsciously glanced at Sang Chi.

Sang Chi rested his chin on one hand, looking bored, but he didn't even look at them.

For a moment, Fu Mingting didn't know what he was feeling.

He wanted to get her attention, but he was afraid that she would care about what Song Zhun said.

"Song Zhun..."

"Okay, everyone, sit down. If you still want to argue, go out and say it to me."

As soon as Mrs. Fu opened her mouth, Song Zhun and Fu Mingting fell silent.

The two sat down. Jiang Siqing was just about to say something to Fu Mingting when she noticed Mrs. Fu's sharp gaze.

Knowing that he must have made Mrs. Fu unhappy again.

In order to regain the goodwill of Mrs. Fu and the big guys around her, she took a deep breath and made a decision.

With a gentle smile on her face, she announced: "Actually, I am not participating as a celebrity today. I also submitted my work to the stage. I hope all seniors will give you some advice later."

She thought that if she said this, she would definitely attract others' attention.

Mrs. Fu shook her head, "It doesn't matter if you are stupid. It's ridiculous if you are stupid and don't realize it."