
The person in charge looked at Serra and Farrel and saw that they had an extraordinary temperament, unlike ordinary people.
He asked politely: “Master, Miss, have you brought an invitation letter?”
Sitta stood to the side, and when she heard this, she sneered, "What invitation letter can she have?"
The person in charge frowned, he always felt that Sitta was very rude.
Serra smiled, she did not explain, she would hit Sitta's face later.
He took out an invitation letter from his bag and handed it to the person in charge.
The person in charge opens the invitation letter.
Sitta was startled for a moment, and did not believe that Serra actually had an invitation letter?
Serra said, "Sitta, can I come in without an invitation letter?"
Sitta bit her lip, trying to defend herself, "It's not because someone came in. You are not qualified to enter. I have the right to ask."
Unexpectedly, when the voice fell, he heard a surprised voice from the person in charge, "So, you are Shera."
Shera is very famous in the world of painting. Although his reputation was not as good as that of many painters, he was still young and had great developmental potential. At a young age, his paintings could reach tens of millions.
So everyone dared not underestimate Shera.
There were many people who wanted to get acquainted with Shera, but Shera, the H City Painting Association kept a secret, and Shera had never appeared before, so mysterious.
Today, some people speculate that Serra is Shera.
The patterns of the two paintings are very similar, and both are of the same character.
But anyway, it was just a guess, they couldn't be certain, and Serra didn't respond positively either. They slowly forget.
Serra's not hiding, "Yes, I'm Shera."
Upon hearing this, Sitta's eyes widened in disbelief.
How did Serra become Shera?
Shera was now a famous painter, and the price of paintings sold could reach tens of millions. There was no way Serra could become so powerful!
Serra also comes from the countryside. Does he usually have the opportunity to learn to paint?
The person in charge also knew that the national college entrance exam champion was the girl in front of him, and she knew Serra's name.
Attitude towards Serra is more respectful, "Serra, welcome to our exhibition, if you have any questions, just come to me and I'll help you finish it."
Serra nodded lightly.
Before the person in charge left, he deliberately glanced at Sitta, frowned and said: "This woman, please also ask you to find out the truth before you make a conclusion."
Sitta's face was green and white, and she didn't know if it was shy or angry.
Many people were watching, they were cultivating on their own, which did not deter them from witnessing the excitement here.
Right now, they were looking at Sitta with strange eyes.
As soon as the person in charge left, these painters walked over and talked to Serra.
“True, my guess is correct. Serra is Shera. It is fitting that your two painting styles are so similar. Achievements like this you can achieve at the age of 18 years. It is young and promising, but it makes us the elderly ashamed. It's better."
"Miss Adelion is amazing. He also won the top prize in the National College Entrance Examination. He also helped Nottingham University win championships in computer competitions. He's really amazing. Unexpectedly, he was still the painter of Shera! If my daughter can be like Miss Adelion, I can dream of waking up laughing."
“This old Master Scott deserves to be the number one painter, even the disciples can become very strong.”
Sitta looked at Serra who was surrounded by the crowd, and the jealousy in her heart almost overwhelmed her.
Serra deliberately fought him.
If not for Serra stealing his place in the Painting King Competition, he would be the one to look for now, not Serra!
Here, Serra was dizzy as she looked at the people around her.
Farrel hugged Serra in his arms and protected Serra from the siege. When the men saw him, they did not go up again.
They felt there was nothing wrong with Serra's behavior. It was probably because Serra had always hidden her identity, and they had gotten used to her high coldness.
Genius, cocky, allowed.
At the exhibition, there are thousands of paintings, and Serra sees them one by one, and only stops when she finds a painting she is interested in.
Farrell was not interested in painting.
He was with Serra the entire time, but he did not feel impatient at all.
His eyes were always on Serra. For Farrel, just looking at Serra was enough.
Immediately, Serra came to his painting, and Sitta also stood nearby.
Serra frowned and glanced at the painting next to her. As expected, the name on the corner was Sitta.
Sitta also noticed Serra.
He sneered, "Serra, I don't think we're really destined, paintings can be put together, but you, the famous painter, are no more transparent than me."
Sitta's paintings have been painted for several months. He thought that he painted better, whereas Serra's painting was a scene of ordinary rural life in ancient times.
Sitta felt Serra's painting couldn't match her.
Serra glanced at Sitta's painting, and said nothing.
Sitta's painting consists mostly of two old men walking down the street with their hands together. The images were harmonious, but Sitta's painting paid too much attention to technique and ignored emotions.
At this moment, a dedicated person came to introduce Sitta's painting, and many people gathered.
“This painting was made by Sitta. She is 18 years old this year and a student of Qi Wenshi. ”.
Some people nodded, “It's really nice to be able to draw such a painting at eighteen years old. He has talent. I want to come. If I continue to do so, I will not lose out on success in the future."
“Qi Wenshi, this is a good student.”
“The painting is very good, but I always felt the painting was too shallow. This painting, I think, is at most 500,000."
“Although his paintings are too many, but he is still young. It's okay to polish it well.”
Listening to their praise, Sitta could not help but smile at the corner of her lips, and glanced at Serra triumphantly.
Serra simply returned Sitta's smile.
Immediately, someone noticed Serra's painting, “This one is very good. It's an old man's painting. The cage is sturdy, the character inside has its own distinctive features, and the tranquility of rural life is excellent. It is easy to make people feel calm after showing and seeing it. Be it skill or emotion, this painting is perfect. Now I'm afraid only a few people can paint such a fine painting."
He lowered his head, frowning, "Shera?"
The name of this person was Reno, who always lived abroad and was also a famous painter. He had absolutely no idea about the domestic painting industry.
Another painter heard it and explained: “If it is a painting of Shera, it is not surprising. He is indeed amazing. He is perfect in his paintings. He also had one point that not everyone had. All the paintings he made, emotionally. They all play well and can convey emotions to the people watching the painting."
This evaluation is undoubtedly very high.
Reno did not dispute his remarks. Shera's paintings are worth such an evaluation.
When the other painters heard those words, they surrounded them.
They looked at Serra's painting and could not stop nodding their heads, their expressions were incredible.
Exhibition staff introduce: “This is Serra's painting. He was also the top scorer in the national college entrance exam last time out. He's the same age as Sitta. In addition, his teacher was Mr. Leo Scott. Now it's Serra's painting. It can already be sold at a high price of tens of millions.”
There were many foreigners who came to see the painting. They had not known Serra before.
Hearing the introduction of the staff, they couldn't hold their breath, “An eighteen-year-old girl can actually be compared to our old painter in her 50s and 60s. He's really amazing, genius! ”
“I used to think that Sitta was able to paint such paintings at this age. That's very good. I don't expect it compared to Serra, it's compared to dust."
“It looks like Sitta still has to work hard, but in no time, she can't catch up to Serra, she deserves to be Mr Scott's student!”
If there was no comparison with Serra's painting, they would consider Sitta very good.
But at this meeting, they were touting Serra's painting, and both were of the same age, so they were unwilling to comment on Sitta's painting.
Of course, Sitta's paintings are always picky.
The smile on Sitta's face froze, his fists clenched at his sides, and almost all of his nails were embedded in the flesh.
Hatred is in his heart.
It's Serra again!
Without Serra, he would enjoy praise, not humiliation.
Serra stood beside Sitta and chuckled softly: "Sorry, my painting is better than yours, and it's not as irresistible as you say."
Sitta turned her head and looked at Serra, "Serra, don't be proud, I'll step on your head someday!"
Serra smiled, "I hope you can have today."
Here, five minutes had passed, and many people were still standing in front of Serra's painting.
Compared to Sitta's side, it looked extremely quiet.
A collector asked: "I don't know how much a Serra painting costs?"
As young as Serra, he could paint a very good painting, let alone the future.
This collector could already imagine the price of his painting in the future. He was worried that he had not bought it even if he did not have hundreds of millions of dollars.
It is better to take advantage of Serra's reputation and buy the painting as early as possible, keep it, and wait for him to appreciate.
Many people had such thoughts on the scene.
The staff replied: "The price starts at 10 million, and the higher the price paid."
The collector immediately said: "I'll pay 30 million."
Soon, someone followed, "Fourty million."
Fifty million.
Seventy million.
Others shouted again, "80 million."
Many people shouted out the price. They thought Serra's painting was indeed very valuable. Collecting these paintings can only turn a profit.
80 Million, the price is very high.
The last bidder initially thought that no one would fight him anymore, but the original collector gritted his teeth and said, "I'll buy this painting for 100 million."
The sound fell, and the surrounding area became quiet.
Serra's painting was indeed perfect, but hundreds of millions of paintings were rare, and all of them were very famous paintings made with a lot of effort.
This one billion is much truer based on Serra's current reputation.