My richest man's identity was exposed by my sister

Chapter 309 That's Me Too
The teacher was full of jealousy.

Going up, they saw something even more frightening.

"You also have works by the great painter Van Gogh? Isn't this also true?"

"I don't need to spend 500 million to maintain a bunch of fake paintings every week, right?" Ma Teng said with a smile: "Here are all genuine ones."

At this time, everyone was completely dumbfounded. Most of the people who study this major are from the rich second generation, or from a wealthy family, with dreams and pursuits.

But they never thought that in front of Ma Teng, they could at most be out of poverty, and Ma Teng was the real rich.

The teacher is in a very complicated mood.

On the one hand, he thinks that it is an insult to famous paintings to put these famous paintings in the place of Ma Teng, a local tycoon who knows nothing.

But on the other hand, these famous paintings that have been handed down for hundreds of years are really too fragile. Not everyone can afford the 500 million a week nursing fee.

But after seeing that Ma Teng actually collected many works of the young painter Shi Yu, the teacher couldn't bear it anymore.

Although those famous paintings are precious, they are not from the same era after all. The style of the famous paintings is very strong. If they are separated from that era, they will actually lose the value of learning, because no matter how much they imitate and pursue, they will never be able to succeed in art. More than Van Gogh, more than those masters.

Therefore, these paintings only have artistic value and do not have their learning value.

But Shi Yu is different. As a leading painter of his time, his paintings represent the highest realm of painters of this era, and may even be as famous as those great painters.

As a contemporary follower, I saw that Shiyu’s paintings were actually mounted on a 20-meter-long wall, with the number of paintings exceeding two hundred.

The teacher couldn't bear it anymore.

"If these paintings are spread out, they will definitely lead a wave of a new era. This painting technique, this way of conveying emotions..."

Ma Yue and other students were also dumbfounded. They were still too far away from the artist's paintings, but they were very close to Shi Yu's paintings.

Shi Yu's paintings represent the pinnacle of their faction.

The teacher was very distressed when he thought of these paintings being nailed to the concrete wall.

He sneered and said, "If such a good art meets someone who doesn't know how to do it, it will be ruined. Don't you think so, Mr. Ma?"

"That's right." Ma Teng nodded and said: "But these words are too rubbish. If I had time, I would have someone remove them and burn them. Unfortunately, I have never had time. If it weren't for you If so, I’ve forgotten about it.”

Hearing this, the teacher's eyes widened.

"Burn it? Are you crazy! Do you want to burn such a beautiful thing?"

Ma Teng nodded: "Is it beautiful? I don't think so. It may not be as good as one-third of my paintings. There is no way to see the early works."

There was a burst of sadness in the teacher's heart.

He had already guessed that this man must have asked Shi Yu to draw them. Shi Yu had worked hard and spent several years to complete these paintings.

But for this upstart, it is only used as a background board to cover the background painting on the bare wall.

It's just that he is lazy and bored now, otherwise when he buys famous books again, these poetic words will be thrown away to make room for famous paintings.

Such a person, anything in his hands is a waste.

"You don't deserve to talk about Shi Yu!" The teacher said angrily, "This is the strongest painter of our time, you are a nouveau riche, how can you see the beauty of his paintings, you don't understand anything at all, hehe, I I feel sad for these famous paintings in your hands."

Ma Teng was not angry, he said calmly: "You mean, these paintings by Shi Yu are very beautiful?"

"Correct!"

Ma Teng shook his head: "But I don't think he's pretty, he just isn't pretty."

The teacher sneered and said, "What qualifications do you have to say these things?"

"Qualifications?" Ma Teng said indifferently, "Because I am Shi Yu!"

The audience fell silent for an instant.

Ma Yue also looked at him in astonishment.

My brother never mentioned this matter to himself.

The teacher said in astonishment: "Are you Shiyu? Are you kidding?"

Ma Teng was very flat, "Of course I'm not joking. These paintings were all my pen practice works at that time, and they were never published. Otherwise, why do you think no one has seen my works?"

Ma Teng recalled that at that time, he had completed a task, which was to publish a batch of paintings.

Without thinking too much, Ma Teng copied the works of the famous painters at that time according to his own memory.

However, Ma Teng's painting skills are real. When he was seriously ill, he liked to write and draw to cultivate his sentiment.

Coupled with the blessing of the system, the things he drew were advanced works, so it was easy to complete the task.

At this moment, several people were very astonished.

And at this moment, a student said in astonishment: "This is Shi Yu's work Spring!"

Several people hurriedly gathered around, and the teacher waited with disbelief.

"This is Shi Yu's first work. At that time, he said that he would stay in his home forever. When he took the photo, he only took a third of it. I didn't expect the whole picture to have such an effect."

The teacher really believed it completely at this time, and he said respectfully: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ma, I bumped into you just now."

"It's okay." Ma Teng said with a smile: "You respect Shiyu and you respect me."

But at this moment, several people turned their heads and saw another cement wall, which was also covered with works. The teacher widened his eyes and said in disbelief.

"Mr. Ma didn't expect that you even collected the works of Chinese painting master Randy."

"Oh." Ma Teng said calmly, "That's me too."

The whole place was silent, and Ma Yue was completely dumbfounded.

"Brother, how much are you still hiding from me?"

Ma Teng smiled and said, "I'm still a high school teacher, and I'm on the street next to that auction house."

Ma Yue was stunned and speechless, she really didn't know what to say.

The teacher bowed in disbelief and said: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Ma has such an ambition. He is rich and powerful and passionate about education. This is a real artist and a real master."

Everyone applauded warmly, and the teacher couldn't help but said: "Ma Yue, you have such a good teacher, I really envy you."

(End of this chapter)