I became a school beauty and top student by relying on the system

Sure enough, after Su Yinyin's works were put on the viewing platform, someone soon raised a sign and bid for them.

"Number 3, bid 50"

"No. 6, 70 million"

"No. 14, 100 million"

"No. 15, 150 million"

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Seeing her work being called out more and more, Su Yinyin couldn't help but speculate in her heart.

Mr. Qi bought her four works for 1100 million yuan. What price will they get at the auction now?

As time passed, the bidding price for Su Yinyin's four works had reached 1200 million.

There was a silence in the venue.

Sister Qiu said, "1200 million, once."

"Okay, number 15, 1400 million"

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The price continued to rise, and Su Yinyin continued to listen with concern.

Ten minutes later, Sister Qiu brought down the hammer and sold four works by Su Yinyin for 10 million yuan. The buyer was number 2000.

Su Yinyin thought to herself that she was indeed too inexperienced. Mr. Qi bought her work for 1100 million, and she made 900 million by reselling it.

If the 20% given to her is deducted, Mr. Qi still makes a net profit of more than 700 million.

How many people can’t earn 700 million in their entire life!

The morning session ended quickly, and Su Yinyin received 180 million transferred from Mr. Qi as a premium for the successful auction.

Wang Feng held Su Yinyin's hand and said happily:

"From now on, you can write with confidence. Your works will have international value from now on."

Su Yinyin nodded, her heart trembling.

Who would have thought that I, who once had a headache over tens of thousands of dollars, could now create works worth millions of dollars each?

It seems that I still need to continue working hard.

The harder you work, the more opportunities you will get, and only with more opportunities can you achieve more success.

The morning session ended and everyone dispersed to eat and rest.

After leaving the auction house, Su Yinyin received a call from Mr. Qi:

"Girl, are you free to have dinner together? Sister Qiu wants to see you too."

Su Yinyin took the phone and looked at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng nodded, and Su Yinyin immediately agreed.

General Qi sent over the address of the dinner. Fortunately, it was not far from the auction house and the two could walk there.

Mr. Qi booked a four-star hotel with luxurious decoration. As soon as Su Yinyin and Wang Feng entered, a waiter in tuxedo came to greet them.

After explaining that the person who made the reservation was Mr. Qi, the waiter politely took them to the reserved private room.

Although there were only four people, Mr. Qi still booked a large table, which was filled with exquisite food.

Su Yinyin took a closer look and laughed.

Like them, Mr. Qi ordered Chinese dishes.

Unexpectedly, in Paris, Mr. Qi still likes to eat Chinese food.

Su Yinyin and Wang Feng arrived first. They didn’t dare to sit at the table, so they sat on a chair nearby to rest.

Wang Feng took off Su Yinyin's backpack, opened it, took out some of the works that Su Yinyin had packed, and looked at them carefully.

After a while, a woman's loud laughter was heard from the door of the private room:

"Great! I want to meet her right now to see what kind of girl is so impressive that an old man like you would bow down to her."

Hearing the voice, Su Yinyin and Wang Feng stood up immediately.

A woman in a white suit pushed the door open and walked in.

Following behind him was Mr. Qi, who was wearing a Tang suit.

The two of them were talking and laughing.

Su Yinyin thought, this must be Sister Qiu.

Looking at Sister Qiu from afar today, she is very elegant and a decisive woman.

Now that I'm closer, I realize that she is no more than 40 years old, with a round face and a very festive smile. There's an indescribable sense of familiarity about her.

She was completely different from the one who dropped the gavel on the stage.

"This is Su Yinyin, right?" Sister Qiu looked at the girl in front of her, sized her up and smiled.

“I can’t believe she’s such a pretty and lovely girl.

When I looked at her thin gold body script, I felt that she was full of spirit and I thought she was a stubborn and cold girl. "

After saying this, everyone laughed.

Su Yinyin pursed her lips embarrassedly. She looked like someone who represented a peaceful and prosperous country, which was not the same as being cold and aloof.

"Yes, yes, yes." Mr. Qi took over the conversation and said:

“This is the Su Yinyin I introduced to you, Sister Qiu.

Don't be fooled by her young age, she really has her own understanding of calligraphy.

If you compare her four works today, you can see that she has made great progress. Given time, her works will surely continue to improve.”

Mr. Qi smiled and touched the goatee on his chin, feeling very proud that he had discovered a young artist.

"Okay, okay, everyone knows that you, Old Qi, have sharp eyes and are very accurate in seeing things. I've helped you find treasure again."

After they chatted and laughed for a while, Sister Qiu noticed that Wang Feng was holding several calligraphy works in his hands.

"Hey, this is the boy from the Wang family, right? I held you in my arms when you were a child. What's that in your hand?"

Wang Feng greeted Sister Qiu politely and handed the work in his hands to Sister Qiu with both hands.

"This is Yanyan's latest work. I asked her to bring it here this time. Please give her some pointers, experts like you and Grandpa Qi."

Wang Feng spoke politely. Sister Qiu covered her mouth and smiled, then took Su Yinyin's calligraphy and looked at it one by one with Mr. Qi.

Both works are long ancient poems written by Su Yinyin recently.

One piece of "Shanglin Fu" and one piece of "Song of Everlasting Sorrow".

Mr. Qi put on his glasses again and took out a magnifying glass from his pocket.

This time, Su Yinyin wrote one painting in the Slender Gold style and the other in the Hairpin Flower Small Regular Script.

There are big changes in the fonts.

The works I sold to Mr. Qi before were basically written in the Slender Gold style.

Su Yinyin was nervous, not knowing whether this hairpin-flower calligraphy in small characters would satisfy the two experts.

Wang Feng and Su Yinyin looked at each other, both guessing in their hearts.

"Okay, okay, very good!"

After Sister Qiu finished reading "Shanglin Fu", she exchanged "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" with Mr. Qi.

After looking at both works, Sister Qiu looked at Su Yinyin with a little more satisfaction.

"At such a young age, he has a solid foundation in calligraphy and, more importantly, a peaceful state of mind. This is very rare.

The two words written by him can make people calm down when reading them.

These two pieces of calligraphy are both good and should be able to sell for a good price."

Sister Qiu looked at Su Yinyin with a smile and said:

"Little girl, what do you think the price is?"

Su Yinyin didn't expect Sister Qiu to ask the question. She used her clairvoyance to evaluate the buff and gave a conservative number:

“I am young and inexperienced, so I don’t dare to be overconfident about my work.

I estimate it to be around 80 to 100 million.”

Mr. Qi put away the magnifying glass and immediately said:

"Nonsense, how can it be that low? Your work only sold for 1200 million this morning. You should have confidence in yourself, little girl."

Su Yinyin lowered her head, pretending to be humbly seeking advice.

Mr. Qi looked at Sister Qiu and said:

"I estimate the value of the Song of Everlasting Sorrow in the Slender Gold Script style to be around 300 million yuan, and the Shanglin Fu in the Hairpin Flower Small Regular Script style.

Sister Qiu, how much do you think you can offer?"