He sensed that Fu Yu was very reluctant to participate in the auction.
"If you don't want to go, you don't have to go."
Fu Yu sighed.
The plot has progressed to this point; there's no way she can escape now.
The system's cyber eyes widened, a rare occurrence.
"Host, are you sympathizing with Qin Xue?"
"No, I pity the original owner."
Fu Yu closed her eyes to rest, her fingers circling Cosimo's abs. "I just don't want to see some old acquaintances."
Upon hearing this, Cosimo immediately became alert.
An old acquaintance.
Is it a woman or a man?
Unexpectedly, Fu Yu's answer was...
"He's not human. That guy wasn't human from the beginning."
...
The auction was packed with people.
On the one hand, I heard that the gallery had found a promising new painter who had studied in France and returned to China a few months ago. He secluded himself for a few months and created a painting that was destined to be recorded in art history.
On the other hand, Fu Yu and Cosimo actually attended the auction together.
I wonder if they came for this painting.
Qin Xue spotted Cosimo backstage at a glance. She proudly adjusted her skirt, making sure she would be in top form when she appeared.
The initial auction items were mostly common ceramic paintings.
The highlight was naturally saved for last: four staff members together carried a 1-meter-tall oil painting onto the stage.
The oil painting was covered by a red cloth, and the appropriately dimmed stage lights gave the painting a hazy beauty.
Fu Yu couldn't bear it, so she turned her head away and closed her eyes.
"Next, let's auction off the oil paintings of Chu Huainan, a rising star among Chinese artists."
As the auctioneer struck the gavel, the staff removed the red cloth.
The room erupted in uproar.
The huge oil painting depicts only one figure.
It's Qin Xue.
It is a nude painting by Qin Xue.
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