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Chapter 1471 Selling Paintings
Wang Mo said with a smile: "How come, you must have thought too much, it's like you do something quietly, before you succeed, you definitely don't want others to know, right?"

After class the next morning, Bai Shuhua hurried over and dragged Wang Mo out, and said plausibly, "Hurry up, I must be the first person to see that oil painting."

Wang Mo said helplessly: "I was the first person to see it, it's no use if you go."

Bai Shuhua: "Then I'll be the second one, don't talk nonsense, just go."

When she actually saw the painting, Bai Shuhua was stunned. It was a still life painting. Although Bai Shuhua had seen many paintings by famous artists before, there were many masters who had passed away.

But the meaning of this work is extraordinary. It was painted by Wang Mo, and it was the first painting that Wang Mo sold to the outside world.

Bai Shuhua murmured and asked, "Do you really want to sell this painting?"

While tidying up the messy things, Wang Mo said, "Otherwise, isn't the drawn work just for people to see? If it is not seen by more people, then the meaning of creating it will be meaningless."

Hearing Wang Mo's words, Bai Shuhua didn't know how to refute.

Usually Wang Mo's place is very clean, but recently he is really busy and has no time to clean up the house, so things for painting and unwashed clothes can be seen everywhere.

Bai Shuhua also joined the ranks of helping him tidy up, and said while tidying up: "You put all these clothes together, and I will take them away when I leave later, and I will send them back to you after they are cleaned."

When Bai Shuhua said this, it was very natural, without any twitching, as if she was really someone like Wang Mo.

Wang Mo can accept that she treats him more than ordinary friends, but he absolutely cannot accept such kindness.

You are not interested in others, and you still have to accept that they go beyond the boundaries. Isn't this just using others as a spare tire to lick the dog?
Wang Mo took the clothes, put them in the closet, and said, "No need, I can do it myself. Shuhua, remember, don't wrong yourself to be nice to others in the future, any relationship must be based on equality , even if you are married, don't just treat men blindly, because people are animals that push their feet, do you understand?"

In Wang Mo's mind, he has always regarded Bai Shuhua as his younger sister, so he is telling her how to love someone without hurting herself.

But in Bai Shuhua's ears, these words turned into caring about her, especially when Wang Mo talked about getting married, Bai Shuhua could no longer listen to other words, these three words were all in his mind.

Seeing Bai Shuhua's stupid look, Wang Mo was about to wake her up when there was a knock on the door.

So Wang Mo could only go to open the door, and saw that it was Ma Youde who came.

Before anyone entered, the voice came in first.

"Brother, it's really hard to find you here. I turned around several times before I found it."

After Ma Youde came in, he saw that Bai Shuhua was blushing and lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking. Ma Youde looked back at Wang Mo with an expression that men could understand.

Ma Youde joked: "Brother, did I come at the wrong time, or should I go downstairs and walk around a few more times?"

Wang Mo knew that he had misunderstood, but he couldn't explain it to him, so he could only say: "Boss Ma is joking, let's take a look at the painting first?"

Ma Youde also restrained himself, he came here for business, so he followed Wang Mo to the oil painting.

Ma Youde looked at it carefully several times, and even took out a magnifying glass to observe, and finally sighed: "Brother, to be honest, I really like your oil painting, so why don't you open it?" Let's make a price, as long as it's not too outrageous, I will never bargain."

Looking at Ma Youde's appearance, he really likes this oil painting, and he asked himself to ask for the price, obviously because of Professor Sun's face, so this price is really hard to ask.

"Boss Ma, you are an expert in this field, so you should make a price!"

Ma Youde pointed at Wang Mo and shook his head with a smile, and said: "You have given me a big problem, well, we are all on our own, so I won't hide it.

According to the current market price of CAFA students, the price of this painting ranges from a few thousand to tens of thousands. Of course, if you find something you particularly like, the buyer may pay a higher price.

But this painting of yours is really good, and I like it very much, brother. Let’s sell it to me for 12 yuan. Of course, if my brother thinks the price is low, you can also choose to put the painting on Where am I, I can sell it for you. If you meet a buyer who is destined and you like it, maybe someone is willing to pay a high price. What do you think? "

Wang Mo knows that Ma Youde is already very face-saving. Oil paintings belong to works of art. It is said that works of art are priceless. In front of the creator and the people who really like them, it may indeed be priceless.

But in the market, you have to follow a rule, that is, the value of the work is determined by the artist's own reputation.

This is why the prices of living painters tend not to rise sharply, because he is still alive, and new works will come out every year, so it is impossible to give it an outrageous price.

But once the painter passes away, and his reputation is great, then the price of his existing works will be reduced every day, especially the works with representation and stories, because there will never be similar works in the future.

I am a doctoral student who has not yet graduated. Although the level is really good, the technique of this oil painting may be higher than those professors and painters with a little reputation. Taller.

"I will accept Boss Ma's kindness. From now on, this painting will be yours."

Seeing that Wang Mo understood his kindness, Ma Youde was also very happy. He accepted another very good work today, and made friends with a potential painter. Most importantly, he sold someone a face , Thinking about it is a happy thing.

"Okay, my brother is a happy person, let's get along slowly in the future, and you will know that my brother is a real person in the future."

Because this oil painting was only painted by Wang Mo for more than a month, the oil on it was not completely dry, so it could not be rolled up. Ma Youde could only call the staff to transport it.

While waiting for the staff to come, Ma Youde chatted with Wang Mo when he had nothing to do.

"Brother, from the looks of you, you will definitely keep going on the road of painting. Although you will not be short of money in a short time after selling this painting, you also know that the road of painting is very expensive. Sometimes there is often no income for a year. And you are a single person, and you must not be able to focus on promotion and publicity. Look at my brother’s gallery. How about holding a large-scale art exhibition for you in the shortest possible time?"

(End of this chapter)