Li Feng was a little surprised when he was told: "No, I don't think it is very possible. Is it possible that such a great painter could be domestically abused?"
The woman waved her hand: "It's the same sentence, you didn't even ask, how do you know."
Li Feng looked at the woman in front of him and said funnyly: "What are you talking about? What have you been saying for a long time?"
But when Li Feng looked at the woman, he was surprised to find that one of her eyes was purple. Although he knew that little girls now like to wear colored contact lenses, it was obvious that this eye was natural.
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Li Feng just wanted to say something, but the little girl turned around and left.
Seeing that she had left, Li Feng didn't think anything more. He turned back and continued to look at the painting, thinking about what the little girl just said. If it was really domestic violence, how could he still be in the mood to hold this art exhibition?
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But Li Feng turned around and saw the woman again. She was standing in front of another painting and started to look at it. Li Feng walked over.
I saw that the painting the woman was looking at was completely different from the painting just now. The painting I was looking at now was bright and full of sunshine.
"Hey, what can you tell by comparing these two paintings?" The woman noticed that Li Feng was behind her.
Li Feng thought for a moment: "If that painting is about domestic violence, then this one is about the understanding after that. Maybe it was cured by something? Maybe it's the psychology after leaving that cheerful life."
When Li Feng finished these words, it could be seen that the woman lowered her eyes slightly: "If the author could hear what you said, she would definitely think that she had touched her."
Li Feng waved his hand: "I have never met the author. Who knows what the author thinks."
But the woman turned around and said to Li Feng: "Today the author will sell a few paintings, and she will announce a book signing there later. You should go early."
Li Feng raised his eyebrows and suddenly had a bold guess in his heart. Could it be that she is?
But Li Feng didn't say anything, he just nodded to the woman.
After Li Feng agreed, the woman turned around and ran away.
Soon the news came over the loudspeaker that Dong Xiaoxiao was selling paintings.
When people around them heard the news that Dong Xiaoxiao was going to sell paintings, they were all surprised: "What? Why didn't I hear this news before I came here again?"
"Then I have to seize the opportunity this time. I will finally have a painting by a famous artist at home, hahaha."
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Everyone said everything, and these also confirmed what Li Feng had just thought.
Could it be that the writer has really been subjected to domestic violence? But what I saw about her mental state just now is pretty good, so it seems that the painting just now...
However, Li Feng didn't think much about it and just went directly to the author's book signing.
When Li Feng arrived, he found that although he thought he had arrived quite early, there was already a long queue.
Li Feng couldn't help but shake his head, not knowing whether it would be his turn again.
However, when Li Feng took his seat, he realized that the sale was in the form of an auction, and he thought it was first come, first served.
Since it was in the form of an auction, he didn't have to worry about not being able to buy it.
Soon, a little girl sat on the stage in front. It turned out to be the little girl who had just talked to Li Feng. She was still wearing the same smart sportswear. She was already short, and she was wearing a sportswear outfit.
He looked like a student.
But there was a man in a suit beside her, "Good afternoon everyone, I am the host of this auction, and the person next to me is the painter Dong Xiaoxiao." When she finished saying this, the audience was in an uproar.
"What? I thought Dong Xiaoxiao was at least a middle-aged man, but didn't expect him to be so young?"
"I thought she was an old man at first, but I didn't expect that not only was she not an old man, but she was also a little girl."
"It can't be a lie. Could it be that she is Dong Xiaoxiao's daughter?"
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Everyone was talking to each other, while Dong Xiaoxiao on the stage was still looking for Li Feng.
Li Feng, who was in the last row, seemed to have noticed that Dong Xiaoxiao was looking for him, and then raised his arms from behind and waved twice to Dong Xiaoxiao on the stage.
Dong Xiaoxiao, who was on the stage, saw Li Feng's actions, and his face that was full of gloom just now was suddenly filled with a smile.
But after Li Feng's move, the people around Li Feng asked: "Hey, brother, do you know that Xiaoni on the stage?"
Li Feng was silent. Should he say that he knew him or should he say a few words. But he said, "Well... we can consider him acquainted."
People around Li Feng immediately became interested when they heard Li Feng say they knew her: "Really, is she the real Dong Xiaoxiao? What paintings is she going to sell today? Is it expensive? I didn't bring much money today.
, I don’t know if I have enough to buy it.”
Li Feng was almost dumbfounded by his series of questions. Apart from knowing that she was the real Dong Xiaoxiao, how could he know anything else: "Well...she is the real Dong Xiaoxiao, and I don't know anything else."
But the man seemed to have a lot more to say: "Such a little kid is actually a famous painter. It's really hard to tell what a person looks like."
Li Feng did not continue to listen to the man's words, but looked intently at Dong Xiaoxiao in front of him: "The first auction today is the two paintings "Dark" and "Ming", with a starting price of one million."
"It's actually these two paintings. These are the two most famous paintings."
"It's impossible to sell just two pictures today."
"But if you sell this kind of painting right from the beginning, will the subsequent paintings still be sold?"
"Who knows..."
Everyone was still discussing, but the host on the stage had already knocked the auction hammer. The moment the hammer was struck, someone in the audience started shouting the price.
"One hundred and fifty thousand."
"Two million."
"Two and a half million!"
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Until the price reached six million, no one continued to raise the price, and that person thought the painting was already his.
But Li Feng, who had been silent at this time, spoke: "Ten million."
Li Feng leisurely shouted out the price from behind.
As soon as Li Feng said this, everyone present fell silent. They originally thought that six million was very high, but they didn't expect that Li Feng raised it even higher.
Now no one was bidding with Li Feng, but Li Feng didn't expect the starting price to be so low. If he had known it from the beginning, there would be no need to open it. He just transferred the money and bought it.
Dong Xiaoxiao, who was on the stage, was still worried about whether someone would buy it. When she heard that Li Feng directly offered such a high price, she felt happy.
I thought that no one else would be able to buy it, so now I had another chance to get in touch with Li Feng.
When the auctioneer on the stage saw that no one continued to raise the price, he banged the auction gaver: "Congratulations to the gentleman for taking the auction. Please come here to pick up the painting later."
Li Feng raised his hand to signal, and then left his seat directly.
Those who were around Li Feng just now also cast envious glances at Li Feng: "I didn't expect that..."
When Dong Xiaoxiao saw Li Feng leaving, he also got up and left.
Then Li Feng came to the place where he had just looked at the two paintings.
Then Dong Xiaoxiao followed closely behind.
Li Feng stopped and looked at the person behind him: "Then you were really..."
Dong Xiaoxiao also stopped and looked at Li Feng: "Don't talk here, go over there..."
