This is the first time this has happened at an auction.
Fortunately, there have been precedents.
The store manager quickly contacted professional staff.
After they arrived, they began to pre-store the corresponding brain waves in the painting system.
Then, Lu Yanzhi and Gu Hanxing were tested.
The manager looked at the two of them and said awkwardly, "Third Young Master, President Lu, who...will go first?"
Gu Hanxing looked at the paintings on the stage: "Let me go first."
Song Qingyu glanced at him worriedly.
Although it was just a very subtle movement, Gu Hanxing seemed to have sensed it. He turned his head slightly and nodded at Song Qingyu. The determination in his eyes was like a reassurance, which finally calmed Song Qingyu's wildly beating heart back to normal.
Lu Yanzhi, who felt the two people's gazes meeting, frowned fiercely, moved his body calmly, and stood between the two people.
Song Qingyu disappeared from Gu Hanxing's sight in an instant.
He frowned unhappily, but only for a moment before he relaxed his brow and walked towards the stage.
The staff placed the two ends of the instrument on both sides of Gu Hanxing's temples.
"Third Young Master, please close your eyes now and think carefully about this painting."
Gu Hanxing closed his eyes as he was told.
Everyone in the audience stretched their necks curiously.
But, apart from the humming sound of the machine, there was nothing else to hear.
I can't see anything.
Everyone lowered their heads in disappointment.
Next second.
The rows of green lights in front of the machine actually lit up.
Everyone looked at each other, but no one knew what this meant.
I had no choice but to look at the staff.
The staff member looked excited, as if he was suppressing something.
After a few minutes, he removed the instrument and excitedly said to Gu Hanxing, "Mr. Gu, your brain waves are exactly the same as the model of this painting. Look at these green lights. Each time a light comes on, your brain waves overlap with the model of the painting. This fully demonstrates that you understand this painting very well. I've been doing brain wave experiments for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen someone have brain wave characteristics exactly like the model of the painting."
"That is to say..." Gu Hanxing curled his lips and looked at Lu Yanzhi who was not far away. "It's impossible for Mr. Lu to beat me. The best he can do is draw with me."
The staff was speechless for a moment.
Lu Yanzhi's face in the audience was so dark that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.
After a moment, a cold curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
"Who said I can't beat you?"
After saying that, he slowly walked onto the stage.
Just when everyone thought he was going to go on stage for the test, they saw Lu Yanzhi walking in front of the painting with slender and steady steps, "What if I grab it directly?"
His tone was so matter-of-fact that no one present even noticed anything was wrong.
Gu Hanxing raised his head slightly: "Then we can only confront it head-on."
A strong smell of gunpowder instantly spread across the scene.
No one dared to speak.
Song Qingyu also looked at the two men on the stage nervously.
The two of them, one standing and one sitting, one black and one white, are two contradictory individuals, just like the painting.
But at this moment, the auction brought the two of them together.
Entangling them into the most contradictory whole.
"Isn't it just a painting? Why ruin the harmony between the two families?" A majestic voice rang out, breaking the silence in the meeting room.
Everyone at the scene turned around and saw that it was Mrs. Lu, and they all showed a look of relief.
"I think you two should each take a step back and give me this painting." Supported by Aunt Chen, Mrs. Lu walked towards the stage step by step. Once on the stage, she was in a high position and her aura became even more powerful. The scene in the town was silent and only slight friction sounds could be heard.
But such a powerful aura did not intimidate Gu Hanxing.
"Hello, Madam," Gu Hanxing greeted Madam Lu politely, and then changed the subject, "Forgive my rudeness, but I must take this painting away today."
"Oh?" Madam Lu looked at her grandson, "Yanzhi, you won't even give grandma this face?"
Lu Yanzhi's face was gloomy, his deep eyes like a sharp blade: "I'm sorry, grandma, I must take this painting away."
Madam Lu was silent for a moment, then laughed. "Matlit did paint many copies of 'Empire of Light' back then, but there's only one copy of this painting in the world. There are quite a few imitations, though. If you really like it, you can buy a copy."
Gu Hanxing: "No matter how authentic the imitation is, it's still fake. Why would I look for a fake when I have the real thing right here?"
Lu Yanzhi didn't say anything, but his gloomy expression already showed his attitude.
"Okay, okay," Mrs. Lu sighed, "I can't convince you anymore. In that case, I won't argue with you anymore, Miss Song."
Song Qingyu, who was suddenly called, came back to her senses and stared at Madam Lu with a vigilant look.
"Let's go for a walk."
Song Qingyu refused without thinking: "My leg is injured and I can't take a walk."
"It's okay, I've prepared a wheelchair for you."
As he spoke, a bodyguard took out a wheelchair and placed it next to Song Qingyu.
This is well prepared.
Song Qingyu took a deep breath: "I..."
Before she finished speaking, she heard Gu Hanxing's gentle voice: "Qingyu, the old lady wants to take a walk with you, you can go, I'll let Song Feng follow you, your legs and feet are not convenient, he can take care of you."
When Song Qingyu heard this, she looked at Gu Hanxing with gratitude.
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