I'll try it when I get back to see if it was just his illusion or if it was really the case.
“Thank you everyone!”
After returning the zither to the musician beside him, Xia Yu stood up to express his gratitude.
Back downstairs, the couple looked at their son, who was both familiar and unfamiliar to them, and were speechless, not knowing where to start.
Xiaoyu has changed a lot in the past two years since he went out to study.
"Mom, does it sound good?"
Xia Yu took the initiative to ask, he was asking for a reward.
"It sounds great. You play the best. Your father and I really delayed you a few years ago. We should have let you learn music."
Lin Shuqin also expressed her true thoughts.
Their son had such a talent for music, but they really ignored it at first.
"It's okay. Learning music costs money. It's the same when you grow up."
Xia Yu comforted his mother, saying that their family was not one that could afford to learn music, and no one would dare to take such a gamble unless they were rich enough.
While the family was talking, fans came up to them and asked for autographs and photos.
It’s all because of the song he just sang that attracted fans at the scene. Xia Yu is usually quite fond of his fans. After all, all the fans who came were female, and they were all pretty!
After signing his name so clearly that it could be seen through the back of the paper, taking a handsome photo, and finally giving each other a hug, Xia Yu felt that he could make his debut.
No, it should be the kind that has already debuted and is super popular.
After finishing afternoon tea, the family of three took the elevator back to their room upstairs. Xia Yu also took advantage of the time before dinner to listen to the arrangements for the next few days.
"Mr. Xia, Christie's Autumn Auction will begin the day after tomorrow. We have a whole day tomorrow..."
Feng Manxue was talking about the itinerary while Xia Yu was sitting on the sofa flipping through the brochure of the auction.
Christie's auctions are all like this, the most valuable items will be printed into books, just like the discount flyers in supermarkets.
Both are promotions, one is a discount promotion and the other is an auction bidding. They can be said to be two sides of the same coin, but they are equally attractive.
The most anticipated item in the album is undoubtedly Su Shi's "Wood and Stone Picture". Mr. Dongpo's appeal is extraordinary. After all, everyone grew up with his poems.
Xia Yu was not interested in this "Wood and Stone Picture" because the style did not match his new home and he could not find a place to hang it.
Throw it directly into the safe?
Xia Yu felt that this was a waste of resources. Good things should be displayed. Otherwise, what was the point of buying them? It would be better to stock up on gold bricks of equal value.
As a typical pragmatist, his appreciation of art also takes practicality into consideration.
The calligraphy and paintings can be hung up for appreciation, the porcelain vases can be bought back to be used as flower arrangements, and the bronze vessels like the tripods, jugs, and vases... forget it, as he's afraid they won't grow in size if used too much.
Although I am almost 21 years old, maybe I can still grow up a little bit!
In view of this, Xia Yu took a fancy to a Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln celadon glaze tea cup, not a pair, but just one. He could use it to make tea, and we don't mind using second-hand things in this regard.
There is also a set of Qing Kangxi blue and white twelve flower god cups. It is rare to have such a collection that has survived for hundreds of years. Xia Yu plans to use it to entertain guests after buying it. Even if there are more than a dozen people, each person can get one.
It’s a pity that there are no pots, pans, and other things. It would be better to buy them all now so that he doesn’t have to buy them when he moves to a new house, right?
"Let's cross out the calligraphy and painting session. We won't be going."
Putting down the booklet in his hand, Xia Yu said to Feng Manxue.
At the age of twenty, he still doesn't appreciate Chinese calligraphy and painting. He still likes tacky Western oil paintings. Except for those that are too abstract, many Impressionist works are in line with his aesthetic taste.
Wait a minute, when he is in his thirties or forties, he will have developed the ability to appreciate and judge things, and it won’t be too late to collect them then.
That's what Xia Yu thought anyway. It wasn't about worshipping foreigners, but rather it was because he lacked the foundation, experience, and relevant knowledge.
This kind of problem can only be solved slowly over time without the help of two buffs. It cannot be solved in a hurry.
"Okay, Mr. Xia, do you have any other plans?"
"Yes, you can go to the red wine show for me. You can discuss with Lao Huang which wines to shoot."
Xia Yu decided to be lazy again and skip the famous wine auction. After all, it was not interesting to bid for wine worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of yuan, and it was a waste of time.
Lao Huang is his personal sommelier, who specializes in recommending fine wines. In addition to serving other wealthy people in Shanghai, he has won international awards and is also well-known in the circle.
Well, it’s just a sommelier in name. If he could choose, Xia Yu would like the sommelier in mainland hotels.
He reconfirmed his itinerary. During the five-day Christie's Hong Kong Autumn Auction, he would only attend three sessions: Chinese porcelain and artworks, exquisite watches, and magnificent jewelry and jade jewelry.
The Hong Kong auction only had Chinese paintings and calligraphy, but in September's Christie's Shanghai Autumn Auction, many Western art works were sold. Ji Yang had called him to invite him to go together, but unfortunately Xia Yu was in school for the entire September and was unable to go.
I don’t know what this guy filmed. He’s so secretive and hasn’t shared it with me.
Xia Yu is different. When he returns this time, he will definitely "show off" his gains.
As the sky gradually darkened and the lights of Victoria Harbour outside the floor-to-ceiling window came on, Xia Yu felt that he was not that hungry yet.
"Mom and Dad, I'm going out for a while."
Looking at the time, Xia Yu spoke to Lao Xia and Lin Shuqin.
He went out at this time and had no plans to come back for dinner, and he had other plans for his parents.
"Lao Xia, why hasn't Xiaoyu come back yet?"
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