254: C254 Luoluo's Eyes

C254 Luoluo's Eyes

In the past two years, an artist named "Autumn Water of Luoyang" had suddenly appeared internationally. It was said that this artist was very mysterious and could not find any background information. The reason why he became popular was because of a painting called Black Forest.

When Black Forest 'first appeared, it was on the Internet. At first, it did not create any waves. However, a wealthy person suddenly appeared and offered ten million dollars to buy this painting.

Such a sky-high painting naturally attracted people's attention. What was even more surprising was that in the face of the sky high price of ten million dollars, this painter called "Luoyang Qiushui" actually rejected it.

One had to know that before this, "Luoyang Autumn Water" was only a person who had not been investigated in the international painting circles. The Black Forest painting also did not have any reputation. There was no reason for anyone to be willing to pay such a high price to buy a painting.

With this, Black Forest attracted a lot of people's attention. Gradually, people realized that the rich man who had paid such a high price to buy a painting had sharp eyes.

Black Forest was indeed an outstanding piece of work. It had a very high level of art. In the next three months, it had won several heavyweight awards in the international painting industry, and its reputation had risen to fame in a short period of time.

However, the artist behind him, "Autumn Water of Luoyang," had never appeared. Even on the podium, he had only asked someone to send a simple letter of thanks.

The mysteriousness of "Luoyang Qiushui" made people even more suspicious and fantasize about his identity.

"Luoyang Autumn Water" released a few more paintings behind it. Almost every one of them could be said to be the best of art. What was surprising was that "Luoyang Autumn Water" had actually put all four paintings up for auction on the Internet.

The money obtained from the auction was directly donated to the United Nations Children's Fund.

People could not understand this method at all, but they also admired this method.

Out of the four paintings, only one painting had a different style. Only this painting didn't have the signature of "Luoyang Qiushui. " This meant that this painting wasn't necessarily made by "Luoyang Qiushui. "

The painting was called Stone. People who didn't know anything might think that it was a ghost painting. The color of the entire painting was chaotic and oppressive. It seemed like it wanted to say something, but it couldn't say anything.

As expected, the four paintings had been posted online for half a month. The price of the first three paintings had skyrocketed, and there was only the fourth one. No one cared about it.

However, only the fourth painting was what Bai Nianxi truly wanted to convey to this world.

She deliberately did not sign her name on Stone. She was only thinking about whether there would be someone who understood her heart as well.

For half a month, Bai Nianxi frequently refreshed the website from time to time. The joy of the other three paintings had completely exceeded expectations. Similarly, the coldness of the fourth painting had also completely exceeded expectations.

Bai Nianxi habitually opened the webpage and randomly refreshed it. Suddenly, the hand that clicked on the mouse stopped and looked at the computer screen.

Someone made a bid.

It was still a sky high price that she did not dare to imagine.

One hundred million.

The unit was in USD.

Bai Nianxi blinked and refreshed again to confirm. After counting a few times, she confirmed that it was 100 million USD.

In these two years following Shen Heedan, Bai Nianxi lived a life that did not lack money. Shen Heedan was very generous to her younger sister, and his way of expressing his love was similar to Kang Mobei's method in the past - throwing money.

If it was what she wanted, she would give it to him.

She even directly transferred a few companies to operate and practice for Bai Nianxi. Bai Nianxi was also considered talented, and did not let down the money that Shen Heedan gave her. She just used the Internet to expand her company bit by bit.

To her, money had long become a small matter.

One hundred million USD was not a large sum, but if it was used to buy a painting that seemed like a ghost drawing, it was very hard to understand.

Bai Nianxi stared at the computer screen for a while and seemed to be thinking of something as she fell into deep thought.

Shen Heedan walked over from behind and bent down to look at the computer screen. He had just casually said, "Someone bid?"

After seeing the bid on the computer screen, Shen Heedan's voice suddenly rose, "One hundred million dollars?!"

His voice was also filled with obvious disbelief.

It was already rare enough for someone to take a fancy to this painting. What was even more rare was that he actually gave such a sky-high price.

"Is this person's brain not good, or is his eyes not good, or is he simply burning money?" Shen Heedan shook his head repeatedly. It was obvious that he did not approve of other people spending money to buy a painting.

Unlike the previous seriousness and fierceness, the current Shen Heedan was in a carefree and hedonistic manner.

Bai Nianxi slashed with her eye blade, making Shen Heedan shiver.

Shen Heedan stroked his chin and explained in a serious manner, "What I mean is, I thought that in this world, only I thought that whatever you draw will look good. I didn't expect that there would be someone else who would think the same. "

Even someone like him, who was a sis-con, could not tell what was so wonderful about this painting.

"But I still have to congratulate you. " Shen Heedan patted Bai Nianxi's shoulder with some emotion. "You finally met your soulmate. "

Ignoring Shen Heedan's words, Bai Nianxi put her emotions back on the string of numbers on the computer in front of her.

A price of one hundred million US dollars, there was a condition.

The condition was that the person wanted to have a meal with Bai Nianxi.

The time and location could be decided by Bai Nianxi. That person could also guarantee that at the dining table. . . There was only him and Bai Nianxi.

Even if they met, no one else would know Bai Nianxi's true identity.

It sounded like there was no reason to refuse.

Bai Nianxi turned off the computer and it was already six o'clock in the evening. It was time for dinner.

Bai Nianxi and Shen Heedan went to the dining room together. "Where's Luoluo?"

"He's probably still swimming. " Shen Heedan looked at Jin Ting, who was waiting by the side, and signaled him to bring Luoluo over.

In this endless desert, Shen Heedan even specially built a swimming pool for Luoluo to play and exercise with.

Before Luoluo came, the two of them chatted for a bit.

"When can I perform Luoluo's surgery?" When Bai Nianxi asked Shen Heedan, her eyes revealed faint worry.

Shen Heedan's expression also turned gloomy for a moment. "It should not be long. After all, Wai Xia's side has already come to an agreement. "

"Will she really agree to treat Luoluo?" Bai Nianxi still had some doubts.

"We can't let her not agree. " Shen Heedan's voice became cold, "It was her who set up the trap that led to Luoluo's current consequences. Treating Luoluo was her responsibility and duty. "

Two years ago, Luoluo fell from the roof.

Although he was held in Bai Nianxi's arms when he fell down, the impact was not small. Plus, he had endured the cold wind and rain for so long, and his body could not take it anymore. There was a problem.

Luoluo's eyes were currently half blind.

Shen Heedan had invited many doctors to diagnose the situation. All the top ophthalmologists in the world were invited by Shen Heedan one by one. However, they could not find any problems, or they did not have a specific treatment plan.

It was only when Dr. Kahan appeared that Luoluo's treatment of the eyes changed.

Dr. Kahan pointed out the problem with Luoluo's eyes and gave a specific treatment plan.

However, Doctor Khagan was someone from Wai Xia's side.0

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