Chapter: 785
Now that old Li's collection has won an award, everyone is naturally envious and congratulated.
And on the high platform, that old Li was also showing off, laughing, mouth shut, and kept saying thank you everyone.
Among the people in this circle, one is for profit, and the other is for name.
If, like old Li Tou, he has a collection that can be sold in his hand, it will undoubtedly be a very honorable thing.
Almost all the people in the circle will flatter you. If you have a good relationship, you can look up to them in the future. Everyone thinks highly of you.
That's why Wang Xingduo would rather borrow Qiu Muying's calligraphy and paintings than participate in this art exhibition.
However, just as the staff of this art exhibition were about to present the award to the old man, there was a cold laughter from below.
"Little Liang Shizheng's calligraphy and painting are still treasures?"
"When did the painting and calligraphy circles in Yunzhou become so unbearable?"
"Things worth more than ten million yuan will be able to win the gold medal of the annual collection?"
That laughter, with undisguised contempt and disdain, sounded quietly here.
Afterwards, everyone saw that Wang Xingduo was standing under the stage with his arms folded, smiling coldly.
"Um?"
"Wang Xingduo, is that you?"
"Haha~"
"I said, Lao Wang. It's fine if others look down on the tens of millions of calligraphy and paintings. What right do you have to look down on others?"
"For so many years, you have come to the art exhibition every year. What's the result? Do you have a good collection?"
"Don't talk about ten million, do you have calligraphy and paintings worth one million at home?"
"I'm afraid there are no ones worth a hundred thousand?"
At first, everyone was shocked when they heard this, but when they saw that it was Wang Xingduo, everyone laughed as if it was a joke.
Most of the calligraphy and painting circles in Yunzhou know Wang Xingduo.
This guy is just a weird guy, he has no money in his hand, and there is nothing at home to sell, not to mention calligraphy and paintings, but he is still poor everywhere. Say this painting is not good, that painting is not good, look down on this, look down on that.
Even more so now, even tens of millions of magical works are ignored.
This kind of weirdness, everyone is not surprised, it's all a joke.
On the high platform, seeing that it was Wang Xingduo, Old Li smiled sarcastically: "Old Wang, don't talk big here. If you look down on my calligraphy, you have the ability to come up with a more precious calligraphy and painting."
"If you can't get it out, then shut up!"
"I'm a poor civil servant, I don't have any precious paintings, and I have the face to laugh at me here?"
Old Li snorted coldly, but he was not polite, and directly angrily said to Wang Xingduo.
Wang Xingduo smiled at that time: "It seems that you are very confident."
"In that case, old Litou, do you think Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting are comparable to the Qing Dynasty calligraphy in your hand?" JrNovels.com
And on the high platform, that old Li was also showing off, laughing, mouth shut, and kept saying thank you everyone.
Among the people in this circle, one is for profit, and the other is for name.
If, like old Li Tou, he has a collection that can be sold in his hand, it will undoubtedly be a very honorable thing.
Almost all the people in the circle will flatter you. If you have a good relationship, you can look up to them in the future. Everyone thinks highly of you.
That's why Wang Xingduo would rather borrow Qiu Muying's calligraphy and paintings than participate in this art exhibition.
However, just as the staff of this art exhibition were about to present the award to the old man, there was a cold laughter from below.
"Little Liang Shizheng's calligraphy and painting are still treasures?"
"When did the painting and calligraphy circles in Yunzhou become so unbearable?"
"Things worth more than ten million yuan will be able to win the gold medal of the annual collection?"
That laughter, with undisguised contempt and disdain, sounded quietly here.
Afterwards, everyone saw that Wang Xingduo was standing under the stage with his arms folded, smiling coldly.
"Um?"
"Wang Xingduo, is that you?"
"Haha~"
"I said, Lao Wang. It's fine if others look down on the tens of millions of calligraphy and paintings. What right do you have to look down on others?"
"For so many years, you have come to the art exhibition every year. What's the result? Do you have a good collection?"
"Don't talk about ten million, do you have calligraphy and paintings worth one million at home?"
"I'm afraid there are no ones worth a hundred thousand?"
At first, everyone was shocked when they heard this, but when they saw that it was Wang Xingduo, everyone laughed as if it was a joke.
Most of the calligraphy and painting circles in Yunzhou know Wang Xingduo.
This guy is just a weird guy, he has no money in his hand, and there is nothing at home to sell, not to mention calligraphy and paintings, but he is still poor everywhere. Say this painting is not good, that painting is not good, look down on this, look down on that.
Even more so now, even tens of millions of magical works are ignored.
This kind of weirdness, everyone is not surprised, it's all a joke.
On the high platform, seeing that it was Wang Xingduo, Old Li smiled sarcastically: "Old Wang, don't talk big here. If you look down on my calligraphy, you have the ability to come up with a more precious calligraphy and painting."
"If you can't get it out, then shut up!"
"I'm a poor civil servant, I don't have any precious paintings, and I have the face to laugh at me here?"
Old Li snorted coldly, but he was not polite, and directly angrily said to Wang Xingduo.
Wang Xingduo smiled at that time: "It seems that you are very confident."
"In that case, old Litou, do you think Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting are comparable to the Qing Dynasty calligraphy in your hand?" JrNovels.com
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