super god sculptor

Chapter 77
As soon as Lanyun received Bingdundun, he met those bright eyes.

What's more, the eyes that can turn, can speak, and come alive.

So, as soon as she took over, she was so scared that she almost lost it.

It's not that the eyes are scary, on the contrary, the eyes are extremely cute.

Rather, she never expected that the Bingdundun seemed to come alive after Xu Xiu's manipulation.

But that naive image suddenly melted her heart.

So, she quickly held it in her arms.

But I couldn't help showing it to everyone, so I couldn't wait to hold it up:

"This is, turning stone into gold!"

Through the display on the big screen, the audience also stared at Bingdundun in disbelief, and then looked at Xu Xiu.

The five masters also sighed secretly, Xu Xiu's carving skills, I am afraid that there are few people who can surpass him, right?

"Hahaha, as long as you like it."

Xu Xiu waved his hand and returned to the private room with a smile.

He is now a master-level engraver, and he is still one level behind the master-level masters such as Shu Mobai.

But he has unique skills, the four talents of one mind and two purposes, confusing the fake with the real, being able to carve rotten wood, and being powerful like a thunder.

Even if he uses one of them, Xu Xiu is confident that he will not lose to the five masters.

Liu Can hastily zoomed in on the camera, causing the live broadcast room to gasp in surprise.

"Heaven wants to marry the rain: it's too powerful, it's really the finishing touch, in a naive manner, it still retains the original skinny."

"The appearance is dark: Hehe, this one, although the color is not as good as Miss Can's, I'm afraid it's about the same."

"Graduation from Xiaoxue: Oh my god, it's so realistic. In my opinion, it's similar to that of Sister Can!"

Liu Can was so angry that she gritted her teeth loudly:
"I spent 180 million on this one, and only 20 on hers!"

"How can there be such a huge difference in the price gap?"

"Hmph, Xu Xiu, I'm not finished with you!"

"Gentlemen, ladies, dear guests and friends," the host's sweet voice sounded again:
"According to the auction practice of works in previous competitions, the remaining works of the same kind will be auctioned in groups."

Immediately, under the signal of the host, the staff adjusted the lights and clearly projected the remaining 48 ice piers on the big screen.

Because of the same sculpture, often only the best one can fetch a high price, and the rest will basically pale in comparison. Therefore, there is no need to auction the rest one by one.

"Next, let's bid on Bingdundun's works No. 3-50. When you see which one you like, you can raise your placard and report the number and price of the work."

"The base price is fixed at 5 yuan, and each price increase must not be less than 1 yuan."

After the host finished speaking, his eyes like autumn water looked around the customers in the hall as if he could speak.

However, most of the people were still reminiscing about Xu Xiu's wonderful carving performance, and no one had ever looked at those already perfect Bingdun.

"No one bids the first time."

The host's face was full of bitterness, and she continued to encourage her three-footed tongue:
"Among the authors of these 48 works, there are not only rising rookies, but also young masters who have been famous for a long time!"

"For example, work No. 3 is the masterpiece of Mr. Lin Zhuang, a 30-year-old sculptor. Mr. Lin once won the third place in the international competition, and his works are of great collection value."

"For example, our No. 6 work is a masterpiece of Liu Yidao, who is well-known in the sculpture industry. He is only 28 years old this year, and his works have great investment potential."

"No one bids a second time."

"For example, our No. 50 work is a masterpiece of the young sculptor Mr. Cui Lingnan..."

"No one bids a third time."

Let her boast all the hype, but still no one bids.

In the end, all auctions failed, and the organizing committee had to withdraw Bingdundun.

"Ladies and gentlemen,"

"Next, we will conduct an auction for stone lions."

"In the hall, there are 66 lifelike large lion statues in different shapes."

"Next, we will bid for the No. 1 stone lion. I would like to invite the famous author, Mr. Feng Tianhua, to give a brief introduction to the work!"

A tall young man in purple clothes excitedly stepped forward to work No. 1, glanced around proudly, and said:
"I, Feng Tianhua, 29 years old, was born in Yanjing Feng's sculptor family."

"At the end of last year, I accidentally won the championship honor in the World Cup Sculpture Contest!"

"Therefore, in this year's competition, this Grandmaster will go straight to the finals!"

In the hall, many people whispered, and even booed occasionally.

"As for this stone lion, I, Feng Tianhua, named it "Suppression"!"

"He Ye, firstly, we must suppress all the finalists on the scene; secondly, we must suppress all the demons and ghosts in the world!"

"You can see from the big screen that the stone lion statue is mighty and domineering, and every detail has been polished extremely well."

"Eye, posture, fur, bone shape, there is no flaw..."

Seeing that many people in the audience were getting impatient, the host hurried to the microphone:
"Now, interested parties are invited to bid on the No. 1 work."

"The starting price is 100 million, and each increase must not be less than 10."

What, the starting price is 100 million?
The guests at the scene were so startled that they almost jumped up, stealing money?
Xu Xiu was also taken aback: "The starting price is so high, who would be so stupid as to spend millions to buy such a big pile of rocks?"

Shu Jingjing was also taken aback, and then became a little excited: "Maybe, brother Xu Xiu's can be worth a million, or even 500 million! Sister Xiaoxiao, don't you think so?"

Lan Xiaoxiao nodded expressionlessly.

She has been standing beside Xu Xiu, listening to all directions, and faithfully performing her duties as a bodyguard.

"Wow, 500 million, we can get at least 200 million in net income, I, I'm going to be a rich woman!"

Shu Jingjing hugged Xu Xiu's arm tightly, suddenly feeling a little hopeful.

"The starting price is 100 million, and each increase must not be less than 10."

The host seemed to have expected that everyone would have doubts, so he had no choice but to reiterate.

The guests at the scene gasped and looked at the big screen, unable to arouse the slightest interest.

The entire hall fell into an eerie silence.

Zhong Tianhua, who was originally extremely excited, stood awkwardly beside the stone lion, with one hand still stroking the lion's back.

I really regret not returning the seat before the host announced the bid.

"No bid, first time."

The host smiled wryly and had to report on time.

Feng Xun on the stage frowned, and said angrily:

"God, it's not shameful."

"Because, this kind of ending has long been expected by the old man!"

"Such a heavy stone lion, who would be willing to pay a high price of seven figures to buy it back?"

"As for the competition rankings, if none of them can be photographed, the judges will have to judge the quality of the competition."

"It's gold, it will always shine, Tian'er, take it back."

Zhong Tianhua hurriedly nodded, and hurriedly returned to his seat pretending to be calm.

The content of the final sculpture was forcibly decided by the intervention of privileges on the third floor, and the starting price of the auction was also forcibly set by them, which really made the organizing committee very dissatisfied.

The reason given by the third floor is that now that the demons are gradually recovering, stone lions can ward off disasters and drive away evil spirits, and every household needs them.

At that time, Feng Xun and others strongly opposed it, and even wanted to scold her, but they dared not.

It is precisely because the demons are gradually rampant that the world scoffs at these formalisms.

What they want are stone lions that have actually been consecrated, not these works of art.

Moreover, even if you want to get a stone lion to show off, you still have to ask a sculptor to carve it at home, or buy it directly from a mechanical carving manufacturer.

So the finalists have to carve such a big lion here, and the starting price has to be set at more than 100 million. They really don't understand the market.

But just now Xu Xiu's Bingdundun was auctioned for a high price of 180 million, which made them faintly hopeful again.

But Bingdundun is the favorite of girls, and there is a market for it.

Stone lions can't really suppress evil, who would spend 100 million to buy them?
"No bid, second time."

"No bid, third time."

Finally, the host helplessly spread his hand:
"It's a pity to announce that the No. 1 stone lion is unsold."

"Okay, gentlemen and ladies, now, we are bidding on the No. 2 stone lion work!"

Hush

Below, someone became impatient again.

"Let's start the group shooting!" Feng Xun, who was sitting in the instructor's seat, suddenly stood up, "Everyone's goal is on Xu Xiu's finale work."

The host looked awkwardly at the members of the organizing committee, and they had no choice but to nod their faces full of helplessness.

"Gentlemen and ladies, next, we will take a group photo of the stone carved lions No. 2-65."

"When you fancy one, you can raise a placard and report the number and price of the work."

"The base price is fixed at 100 yuan, and each price increase must not be less than 10 yuan."

After the host finished speaking, he looked around with a smile on his face, expecting a miracle to happen.

However, how can a miracle appear so easily?
"No one bids the first time."

"No one bids a second time."

"No one bids a third time."

In the end, the host once again helplessly spread his hands:
"It's a pity to announce that the stone carving of lion No. 2-65 is unsuccessful."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and then looked at the No. 3 private room in disbelief.

The three consecutive failed auctions had nothing to do with Xu Xiu.

In other words, it was all related to Xu Xiu.

However, his works, or the works he handled, all fetched sky-high prices, while all others failed to be sold.

Perhaps, a miracle will really happen on Xu Xiu's stone lion statue?

(End of this chapter)