The Almighty Girl Is Spoiled by the Boss

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

When other painters heard the words, they surrounded them.

They looked at Qin Sheng's paintings and couldn't stop nodding their heads, their expressions were amazing.

The staff of the exhibition introduced: “This is Ms. 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 Mr. Lu Zhongguo. Now Ms. Qin Sheng’s painting. It can already be sold at a high price of tens of millions."

There are many foreigners who came to see the painting. They didn't know Qin Sheng before.

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

"I used to think that Qin Churou was able to paint such a painting at this age. It was considered very good. I didn't expect it to be compared with Qin Sheng, it was compared to the dust."

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

If there were no comparisons with Qin Sheng's paintings, they would think Qin Churou was excellent.

But at this meeting, they were touting Qin Sheng's paintings, and the two were of the same age, so they couldn't help commenting 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, her fists hanging on her side clenched, and almost all her nails were embedded in the flesh.

Hatred was in my heart.

It's Qin Sheng again!

Without Qin Sheng, she would enjoy compliments, not derogations.

Qin Sheng stood beside Qin Churou and chuckled softly: "I'm sorry, my painting is better than you, and it's not as unbearable as you said."

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

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

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

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

A collector couldn't help asking: "I don't know what the price of Ms. Qin Sheng's painting is?"

As young as Qin Sheng, he can paint such excellent paintings, let alone the future.

This collector can already imagine the price of his paintings in the future. I am afraid that he hasn't bought it even if he doesn't have hundreds of millions of dollars.

It's better to take advantage of Qin Sheng's reputation and buy the painting as early as possible, keep it, and wait for it to appreciate.

Many people have such thoughts on the scene.

The staff replied: "The price starts at 10 million yuan, and the higher the price is paid."

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

Soon, someone followed, "Forty million."

"Fifty million."

"Seventy million."

The other shouted again, "80 million."

Many people are shouting prices. They think that Qin Sheng's paintings are indeed worth so much. Collecting this painting can only make a profit.

80 million, the price is very high.

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

The voice fell, and the surrounding area became quiet.

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

This one billion is much more true based on Qin Sheng's current reputation.