There is a plate of cut fruits, oranges, apples, etc., as well as washed grapes and lychees. The dinner is steak. The presentation of the steak is not only beautiful, but most of it is edible and tastes good.
Mark wants to have a relationship with Han Qi and make friends. Of course, he needs to check more information about Han Qi.
It didn't matter if he didn't read it. He was shocked when he saw the countless comments about Han Qi on the Internet.
The singing is nice. He saw a video of Han Qi singing on the streets of Norway on YouTube. It was the most played video. It can’t be said to be similar to the original singer. Anyway, it has a different style. Then he is an architect and designed a Chinese
Antique buildings are discussed by more foreigners than Chinese.
The painter is of course his main concern.
Han Qi's paintings caused a sensation in Europe. Many big names that Mark knew participated in the art exhibition in London half a month ago and all received high praises.
He didn't know much about painting, but he knew that if he had a piece of Han Qi's work, he might be able to integrate into the top business circles in London. Or he might be able to get a small title as a gift to the royal family.
Anyway, as long as you get to know such a person, there is no harm.
Judy looked at Han Qi, and then at Kristina, who was infinitely satisfied with Han Qi. Her aunt smiled and picked up the wine glass:
"Wish you a great summer in St Ives and welcome..."
When he came to St. Ives, Han Qi's leisurely travel life seemed to be fast-paced. He went sailing and surfing on the beach, and studied the ancient local buildings in St. Ives with Vicki. He also discovered that there was a charity supermarket here.
The charity supermarket has everything, including books, clothing, utensils, etc. The quality is also very good.
They are all items that need to be moved or donated by caring people, so when they are repriced, the prices are very, very cheap, maybe as low as 20 yuan for a coat, and all the proceeds are remitted to relevant charitable organizations.
Sailsurfing is also fun, it's just like a normal surfboard with a sail like that on a sailboat.
There should be little opportunity for normal surfing here. The waves are relatively small, mainly due to the location. St. Ives has not experienced particularly serious wind and wave invasion for thousands of years. Typhoons, tsunamis and the like are rarely seen.
On the fifth day of coming here, Han Qi came to the gallery alone.
He was invited here by the owner of the gallery.
The owner of this gallery invited many people over today, including artists and collectors. Mark learned from Mark that Han Qi was in St. Ives. He also personally went to the hotel where Han Qi lived to invite Han Qi to participate in this art exhibition.
Han Qi was also interested in other painters, so he agreed to participate.
When I came over, I realized that Judy was also here.
Han Qi went up and said hello.
But Judy is here, isn't that...
Christina and Vicki came from behind Han Qi.
"A surprise."
"..."
Judy really likes watching the interaction between Han Qi and Kristina, and feels that these two people should be very destined.
When you get older and have nothing to do, you like to help others get married. This is the same whether you are at home or abroad.
After specific research, it may still be a psychological proposition.
Say hello to each other.
Judy asked Vicki in a low voice, who had just left: "Do you like these?"
"I like it very much. Thank you very much for bringing us here."
"We are old customers of this gallery. Mark once invited this artist to make a series of paintings to hang on the wall of his office."
Judy introduced the artists here one by one. Suddenly there was someone she didn't recognize, so she turned to ask Mark.
St. Ives is the jewel in the entire surrounding map. Due to its unique urban atmosphere, it has also attracted countless artists to come here. And no matter what kind of artist they are, they also need to eat, and all of them must have come into contact with businessmen like Mark.
.
Han Qi looked at Kristina and Vicki and praised: "You are very beautiful today."
"Thanks."
The two beauties were definitely dressed up today. Even Vicky, who has long, straight black hair, had her hair pulled up, with delicate earrings hanging from her ears.
The owner of the gallery quickly found Han Qi. Han Qi was his specially invited guest. Although he only had one piece of work, he was well-known in the circle of painters throughout Europe. After all, the only painting was regarded as the main painting.
The exhibits traveled throughout Europe.
His name is Goncello, a painter in his thirties, recently divorced.
Just now Han Qi saw many women surrounding him, so he was probably not looking for girls for this art exhibition.
"Mr. Han, please allow me to introduce you. This is Antonio, who is also a painter. This is Juan, a photographer. He has photographed many dangerous wild animals. This is Tiago, a dramatist. His plays are in
It caused a sensation in London and was in the Times..."
"Hello."
Every time Goncello introduced someone, Han Qi shook hands with them.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Han. We specially went to London to visit Ms. Dyer's painting exhibition. Your "Daytime on Karl Johan Street" defined the tone of New Colorism and is the object of imitation by many of us."
"New colorism?" Han Qi wondered.
In modern architecture, there is a school called New Colorism in the interior design of rooms, but it is definitely not found in oil paintings.
"It came from the mouths of many painters."
"They think too highly of me. I don't have many paintings in total."
"Mr. Han is indeed Chinese, he is so low-key.
Ms. Dale told us that you just destroyed your previous paintings. We really admire you. Even if the works from your growth period are sold now or kept in a museum, they will still be a huge treasure.
, it would be a pity to destroy it.”
"Ah?" Han Qi was even more confused.
I have said this before, but it was a helpless remark when others asked about it, and now it seems that it has been spread everywhere?
Goncelo said: "You guys can talk and if you have any arrangements, just come to me."
Everyone toasted and drank some champagne.
Han Qi asked: "Have you all been to the art exhibition in London? Dale informed me, but I was busy with other things in China some time ago."
"Well, several of us have been there."
Although London is not the art capital of the UK, it is the capital after all, with a large number of people, and many exhibitions are held in London. Moreover, some of them have not lived in St. Ives for a long time. They all received Goncello's
I came by plane only after being invited.
It was an unexpected surprise to know that Han Qi was here today.
New colorism is a very popular topic in the painting world recently. Countless people are discussing how Han Qi achieves his color matching. In terms of the painting techniques, it can also be seen that Han Qi has very solid basic skills. Such a person
It suddenly appeared and was a big shock to modern painters.
Everyone is still fighting with rifles and tanks, and you suddenly detonate a nuclear bomb silently. This phenomenon will become a topic of conversation in any circle.
Antonio is a Frenchman who is about 1.8 meters tall, a few centimeters taller than Han Qi. Judging from his temperament, you can tell that he is an artist.
He admired Han Qi's paintings the most.
"Mr. Han, you only have one painting on display now. If you can have a few more paintings, plus an autobiography of yours or a book about your works, you will definitely be able to define a new oil painting school. I believe it
You can do this."
Han Qi was so flattered by the praise that he found a place to chat with them for several hours, completely forgetting about the two girls.
Kristina has been accosted seven or eight times in the past few hours. Seeing Han Qi, she was very angry. I have hinted so obviously. I didn’t let you take responsibility. As for treating me like this, am I not beautiful enough?
?
He looked at his best friend's face, and then at the other women in the gallery.
Confident.
No wonder she was being talked to by so many people. In order to make Han Qi's eyes shine today, she started putting on makeup three hours in advance. Just to choose the clothes to wear today, she visited all the shopping malls in St. Ives yesterday.
"Miss……"
"roll."
Christina said angrily.
Vicky sat beside her to comfort her. She knew her best friend's character. She was silly and naive, liked romance, and even tended to be self-destructive. She longed for love but didn't believe in love. Even if she had a moment of passion, she would throw away all responsibilities.
behind the head.
After the exhibition, Goncello invited everyone to a cocktail party.
At a cocktail party for a group of artists, you can imagine what will happen.
It was already late at night, and the people who actually came to visit the art exhibition had already left. Most of the people who stayed here were the owners of the paintings. Or they stayed here specifically for this cocktail party, so the hormones bursting out at the scene were very conspicuous.
"I won't go." Han Qi said to a group of painters surrounding him.
"Why? Come together."
"Me? I have a better choice." Han Qi shrugged, and then walked towards Kristina, who was already surrounded by many people.
Vicki was sitting on the side supporting Kristina. She didn't like to drink, so she was still sober. But there was nothing she could do about the current situation. A group of men wanted to send them back, which made her panic. Do you want to
How about asking my uncle and the others to come pick me up?
Han Qi is here.
He walked through the group and said to Vicki: "Let me do it."
Go over and help Kristina up.
"Are you still living at your aunt's house?"
"Well, thank you."
Han Qi held up the already drunk Kristina, while Vicki also helped on the other side.
The group of people didn't say much when they saw it was Han Qi. These few hours were enough for all the 'artists' here to know that Han Qi, no matter how famous he is, at least he has a work worth 10 million euros.
.
If you are not convinced, you are definitely not convinced, but you can only hold it in.
It is difficult to lift a drunk person up. No matter how you hold her, she will always find a way to crawl underground. You can only lift Kristina up in a princess hug.
Walking out of the gallery, feeling the summer wind blowing, Han Qi suddenly sobered up a lot.
"How do we go back?" Vicki was a little worried.
"Drive..."
Han Qi suddenly realized that he had drunk a lot. Although he still felt sober now, he could not drive.
Kristina suddenly moved, her upper body pressed against Han Qi's chest sideways, her hands wrapped around Han Qi's neck, her breath smelled of the fruity champagne, wine, and perfume on her body...
Han Qi broke into a cold sweat and his mouth was dry.
"Just find a hotel here to stay for a day."
Vicki looked at Han Qi warily.
"What are you thinking about? We have our own room."
"Ah, yes, thank you." Vicky lowered her head and said.
The gallery is located in the center of the city, not far from Vicky's favorite Gothic church. She is probably familiar with the terrain here and quickly found a hotel. Han Qi put Kristina down and hurried to her room.
Took a bath.
Being sober is definitely sober. Han Qi can still control his desires, but how to control the thoughts in his mind?
As soon as you close your eyes, you will see some picture.
Opening a bottle of juice and drinking a bottle of water, Han Qi was so awake now that he didn't feel sleepy at all. He just wanted to go downstairs to eat something.
Sent a message to Vicky.
"I want to go downstairs and have something to eat. Whatever you want, I'll bring it up in a minute."
Vicki was very satisfied with Han Qi's previous choice and had more trust in him. She sent a message saying: "What can I eat in the gallery besides wine? I can't eat enough fruit. I'm hungry too. Let's go together."
, Kristina doesn’t have to, she’s asleep.”
The two made an appointment to meet on the first floor of the hotel.
Vicki also took a shower and let her hair down, returning to its long, straight black hair.
Walking through the church again today, Vicky also looked up.
"You're still more beautiful without makeup."
"Thank you, is that what you thought?"
"uh-huh."
Vicki didn't want to talk about this, so she changed the subject and said, "Why do you want to be a painter?"
"Become? No, maybe I'm not good enough at studying?" Han Qi made a joke, and then said, "When I was a child, I wanted to be a writer, but I didn't expect to be a painter at all. Later I fell in love with painting, and I also wanted to engage in music.
, anyway, it’s just creation, I don’t know.”
Han Qi shook his head deeply, attracting Vicki's attention.
"I only know that I have a lot of real emotions, and I want to vent them out, and use my inspirations and ideas to create them in the way I can think of. So I became a painter, a writer, and maybe I can be a painter in the future.
musician?"
Vicki said: "Christine has said this before."
"Christina is a very interesting girl. Well, how is this restaurant?"
St. Ives also doesn’t have any authentic Chinese restaurants, but there are so many French restaurants that you would think this is a small town in France, not the UK. In fact, St. Ives can often provide you with something like Han Qi.
a feeling.
This is a romantic city.
Vicki felt that today's dinner was more relaxing than the previous few days, so she drank a lot of red wine.
"People from Northern Europe, you can't imagine their attitude when you strike up a conversation with them..."
The phone rang.
Han Qi stopped talking, and Vicki took a long time to react before she realized that her phone was ringing.
Vicki flipped her hair.
"hello?"
"Hey, are you sorry to answer the phone, honey?"
"No, I'm eating right now and I'll call you later, okay?"
"Okay, I only want to say one thing..."
"Oh, really, oh, the signal reception is not good, that's it, I can't hear you. I'll call you later."
After hanging up the phone, Vicki breathed a sigh of relief: "What kind of wine is this? It's quite delicious."
"It's just red wine." Han Qi poured some for her, "Is this the call from your fiancé?"