College Super God System

Chapter 289 332 Tulips in April
Qin Lili changed into a newly bought black dress in the hotel, and went to the auction site with Yang Ruolan and Lin Ming.

After Lin Ming received his number plate, he walked into the hall.

The bright hall was already full of people who came to participate in the auction. They were all in suits and leather shoes, and they were all over 40 years old.

After Lin Ming and his group walked into the hall, they caught their attention. After all, even if Lin Ming was wearing a suit at the moment, he couldn't hide his student temperament.

"We are number 66, so auspicious." Qin Lili looked at the number plate in Lin Ming's hand.

"Could it be that there are so many people coming to bid for the auction?" Yang Ruolan was a little uneasy. After all, they didn't come too late. If the number plates at this time are all numbered to 66, then I'm afraid it is not impossible for more than a hundred people to participate. .

After the three found seats and sat down, many people entered the door one after another.

Among a group of blond and blue-eyed foreigners, Yang Ruolan suddenly saw a familiar figure.

The boy who also looked like a college student walked into the venue wearing a custom-made suit, and behind him were two people wearing sunglasses who looked like bodyguards.

"Zheng Honghao?" Yang Ruolan cried out.

Lin Ming also looked over there when he heard Yang Ruolan's cry.

At this moment, the person named Zheng Honghao also spotted Yang Ruolan, so he turned around and walked over, "Hey, what a coincidence? Are you coming to bid too?"

"Why are you here?" Yang Ruolan asked back.

"I should ask you this. We have known each other for so long, don't you know my style? As long as it is a rare treasure, I will not hesitate to keep it in my pocket. This is a big hobby of mine." This is Zheng Honghao. said proudly.

"What are you going to photograph?"

"It depends on my mood. I will get whatever I like. I guess no one will be able to snatch it from me." Zheng Honghao laughed complacently after speaking, "Could this be your boyfriend next to you?" Zheng Honghao looked at Lin Ming .

"Friend." Yang Ruolan said.

"Did he come with you?" Zheng Honghao sized Lin Ming up and down.

"I accompanied him here, and he wanted to take a picture of something." Yang Ruolan said.

"Give up, I'll take care of everything here." Zheng Honghao said to Lin Ming.

"Who are you?" Lin Ming asked suddenly.

"Me? Haha, there are people who don't know me in London. I'm a famous figure in Imperial College. You don't know me?"

"He doesn't study in England, why should he know you?"

"Oh, it turns out that you are all from Jinghua University. Alas, those from third-rate schools dare to come here to participate in the auction. Some people really don't know the power of heaven and earth, and the money in their hands can smash people to death." Zheng Honghao looked at Lin Ming contemptuously, then turned and left.

Before leaving, he left another sentence, "I advise some people to be more sensible, don't afford nothing, and finally return empty-handed."

"You!" Yang Ruolan was very dissatisfied seeing his arrogant appearance, but Lin Ming held her down when she was about to say something.

"We are here to deal with business, so we don't need to argue with him." Lin Ming said calmly.

"But, but he is really hated too much. If my father and his father hadn't known each other, I would have..." Yang Ruolan clenched her fists.

"Just ignore him." Lin Ming patted Yang Ruolan's shoulder.

"But I'm worried that he's going against us on purpose. After all, he's also the young master of the Zhenghong Consortium. He keeps rare antiques in his private museum. It feels like he has endless money to spend."

"As long as he doesn't come to shoot the secret code with us, we don't need to mind other things."

At this time, an auctioneer in a tuxedo stepped onto the podium directly in front of the venue.

"Welcome everyone to the Sotheby's auction." The auctioneer said into the microphone on the podium.

He spoke English with a London accent, but the earphones that Lin Ming was wearing were fluent Chinese.

The venue here supports simultaneous interpretation in 8 languages. As long as you choose the translation service you need, someone will translate into the corresponding language immediately.

Qin Lili and Yang Ruolan are also wearing headphones, so what they hear is also in Chinese.

"There are a total of ten items in this auction, so let's show the first item first." After the auctioneer finished speaking, two girls in white uniforms walked to the venue holding an oil painting together.

The oil painting is only the size of a piece of A4 paper, with a sea of ​​bright yellow tulips painted on it.

"Why is this picture crooked, like it was drawn by a kindergartener?" Qin Lili looked at the picture and laughed.

"This should be a painting by Van Gogh, the painting style is very similar." Yang Ruolan said from the side.

"Really? When you say that, it seems to be a bit like it. Although the painting is distorted, the colors match very well." Qin Lili looked at the painting—the green background is dotted with golden colors, with the A pure blue sky does look pleasing to the eye.

At this time the auctioneer picked up the microphone on the table, "Vincent William van Gogh, Dutch post-impressionist painter. Born in a Protestant pastor family, he is the pioneer of post-impressionism. His style deeply influenced the two Art of the [-]th century, especially Fauvism and Expressionism. Van Gogh created in gray and dark colors in the early days, until he met Impressionism and Neo-Impressionism in Paris, and incorporated their bright colors and painting styles to create his unique personal style."

While the auctioneer was talking, the two girls were also holding the painting and turning it in all directions, ensuring that everyone could see the painting clearly.

"This painting is an early creation of Mr. Van Gogh. It has been in the hands of a private collector in France before. This is the first time it has been put up for auction. Then the starting price of this oil painting called Tulip in April It's £50 and the auction is now open."

After the auctioneer finished speaking, one person raised his number plate—"60!"

"Okay! Buyer No. 14 bid 60!" The auctioneer immediately shouted to the people in the hall.

"70!" Someone raised a sign again.

"Good! No. 91 bids 70!"

"100 million!" A young man's voice sounded.

Lin Ming and Yang Ruolan looked over and found that the man was Zheng Honghao.

"Okay! Buyer No. 71 bid 100 million!" the auctioneer said immediately.

"120 million!" Another person was not to be outdone.

"Good number 53 bid 120 million!"

"180 million!" Zheng Honghao directly added another 60.

Seeing Zheng Honghao's aura, the other party realized that he was determined to win, so he stopped raising the price.

"180 million! Buyer No. 71 bid 180 million! Does anyone else offer a higher price?" The auctioneer felt that this price greatly exceeded expectations.

The venue was silent.

The auctioneer raised the hammer in his hand, "180 million for the first time!"

"180 million second time!"

"180 million for the third time! Sold!" The auctioneer slammed the hammer heavily, "Congratulations to buyer No. 71 for winning the oil painting of Van Gogh's Tulips in April for 180 million pounds!"

(End of this chapter)