The book has been published, and he doesn't really care whether the photos can be published in magazines, but what's more important is to help.
What photographer can refuse to take pictures of girls?
Not to mention such a beautiful woman.
Perhaps her current temperament cannot even compare to that of professional models.
Going around from the side door to the front venue, Han Qi automatically took on the role of photographer, and before he could react, he raised his camera and took a picture of the scene in front of him.
An open-air banquet venue.
This area is the central garden of the manor. Go straight after entering from the front, and it is located in front of the villa of the owner of the manor. The center line is a bluestone road, with neatly manicured lawns on both sides. Now there are many long lawns.
Tables, fruits, cakes, red wine, snacks, everything is available.
Near Han Qi, there is a classical wooden dome with the words "Kang Tao 1886" on it.
Now the banquet has just begun, and only some maids working in the manor are busy like worker ants, sorting out the things needed for the banquet.
There was a voice behind him, Han Qi turned around, and Ronin pulled Han Qi's arm and took him aside.
The one who spoke was still the maid, probably because today was a special day. They all wore black and white uniforms solemnly, giving them a capable temperament.
Two people were pulling a small trailer with a wooden wine barrel on it.
Ronien said with some excitement: "This should be red wine brewed many years ago. I heard that Kangtao will open a special vintage of red wine for guests at the banquet to taste on every important day. I just don't know where it is."
If it's one year, it would be 1991."
"Why does it have to be 91 years?"
"Of course it's because 1991 is a good year. Your question is silly. Do you know why some Lafite are expensive and some are cheap?"
"I know the vintage. I think the 1982 vintage is the best for all wines."
Ronien chuckled and said:
"You need to replenish your knowledge about red wine. The 1982 Lafite has a unique flavor, but it does not mean that the 82-year-old Italy has such perfect lighting. At least here in Rome, the 1991-year-old is the best."
After he finished speaking, he continued to look at the wine barrel with an inexplicable look.
Han Qi was watching too.
But what he looked at was different from Ronnien. Ronien looked at the wine barrel, and Han Qi looked at the person pulling the barrel.
Maid.
It turns out that in rich people's homes, people really dress like this. He thought he could only see maids in maid cafes.
"Ouch!"
Han Qi and Ronien both exclaimed.
The two maids were not strong enough and almost failed to carry the wine barrel to the table. Ronien was worried about the fate of the wine, while Han Qi rushed up to help them.
"Let me do it."
Han Qi said it in English, and he didn't know if they could understand it. Then he put his hand under the barrel and lifted the barrel up.
It's a bit heavy indeed.
The maid on the left said: "Thank you, let's do it together."
Han Qi could lift it up by himself, but he didn't show off. The three of them put the bucket firmly on the table together.
In the distance, Ronin finally felt relieved.
Evelina walked up to Ronin, looked in the same direction as him, smiled, and said: "Look at Han Qi, he is the kind of person that girls like. He has a sweet mouth and a good personality. You have to
Learn more from him."
"Whatever I learn to do, I don't lack people to like me."
"But after you spend all your money, how many friends do you still have?"
When Han Qi came back, he saw Ronin who was deep in thought.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Let's go and see those sculptures. They are all very historical. I know you like history..."
Starting at nine o'clock in the morning, there were gradually more and more people inside.
Only people with invitation letters can enter here. Han Qi also borrowed Evelina's light, otherwise he would have to be a citizen enjoying himself outside.
For Ronin, it's the same everywhere, the only difference is better red wine.
The barrel of red wine that Han Qi carried just now was not made in 1991, but red wine brewed in 1999. However, this was rare, and Ronin drank it very happily.
Han Qi was also very happy, not because the red wine tasted so good, but because the annual fee of 1999 was very special to him personally, because he was born in 1999, and the red wine he tasted today belonged to the same year.
In the middle of the banquet, Han Qi sat on a chair at the edge, with Ronin beside him.
"This was the summer of 1999." Han Qi took a sip of wine and closed his eyes to reflect.
Ronyon also closed his eyes.
"Yes, this is Kang Tao."
Contao, which is highly praised by Ronyon, is not far behind the big-name red wines such as Lafite and Conti in terms of taste, but it is definitely a top-notch red wine. It has a very obvious taste of cedar and roasted spices, and it also has a rich and...
Intense fruity flavour, with hints of blackberry and menthol in the aftertaste.
The aftertaste is long.
What is the most important thing?
It's because he's cheap.
Look at how much a bottle of Lafite costs, and look at how much a bottle of Contao costs.
It's simply incomparable.
Ronin opened his eyes and bumped Han Qi with his arm.
"Hey, that's Kang Tao, the one surrounded by many people."
She must have walked out of the villa. There were many people around her. There were probably secretaries and assistants. They were greeting their friends at the banquet one by one. Han Qi looked at them leisurely, and then she saw Evelina.
.
Wo Ri, I almost forgot about the real thing.
Han Qi quickly put down his wine glass, rushed over with his camera, and stayed by Evelina's side.
"I thought you forgot."
"How could that happen?" Han Qi said.
No matter if you forgot it or not, you can't say that in your mouth.
Evelina laughed. She had just seen Han Qi and Ronin drinking in the distance, and she also saw Han Qi rushing over in a panic... In fact, she didn't need a photographer, she was not the protagonist today.
, red wine is.
At worst, you can find another photographer and ask for a few photos to be published in a magazine.
He asked Han Qi for help just because he wanted Han Qi to make more money.
Girls are always thoughtful. She knew from yesterday's chat that Han Qi's family is not rich, and she also travels around the world through traveling and street singing. She should be very short of money, so she gave Han Qi
Such an opportunity.
Sir Condor is coming this way.
This is an old man in his seventies with gray hair, but he is very organized and energetic.
When the average old man reaches seventy years old, many of them start to gain weight and become hunched over. But this old man does not. He still stands upright and does not need help when walking.
"Hello, Ms. Leticia."
He and Evelina hugged each other gently, and Han Qi found a good angle to take two photos.
The sound attracted Sir Kang Tao's attention, and he glanced at Han Qi subconsciously.
There was nothing wrong at first. There were too many photographers at the banquet. After all, he invited a lot of Italian media today and they all sent photographers. Normally, one look at Kang Tao and he would move on to the next person to chat with.
It's just that Han Qi's face is very recognizable among this group of Europeans.
He is the only Asian here.
The more Kang Tao looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.
He was sure that he had seen Han Qi somewhere and was deeply impressed.
He has always had such self-confidence, and his memory is a talent that he has been proud of for many years. This talent is just like the 46 lovers he has had in his life, which he often talks about and shows off.
"you……"
He said to Han Qi, with doubts on his face.
Everyone at the banquet was looking at Sir Kang Tao before, but now they were looking at Han Qi with an inquiring look.
What's going on?
Han Qi was a little confused, blinked and pointed at himself.
"I?"
"Yes, you...what's your name?"
"Han Qi, my name is Han Qi, Sir."
Although he was surrounded by so many people, Han Qi didn't have stage fright at all. He had seen more people than this, so he would not shrink from the gazes of hundreds of people at the scene. He introduced himself to the old man in front of him generously.
Own.
"Yes, it's you, Han Qi!"
Sir Kangtao suddenly realized that he remembered where he had seen Han Qi.
It was an art exhibition two months ago.
The art exhibition was held at the most famous Florence Art Center in Rome, and Sir Contor was invited to participate in that art exhibition.
He was deeply impressed by one of the paintings and had great desire to buy it, but later he learned that the painting had been bought by a Norwegian for 12 million euros. At that time, he felt it was a pity and dedicated himself to introducing Han Qi's giant painting.
I stood in front of this artistic photo for a long time.
His eyes became brighter and brighter.
Sir Kang Tao always regretted not getting to know Han Qi earlier and not grabbing Han Qi's paintings earlier.
Unexpectedly, this person suddenly ran up to him.
This is really...
It takes no effort at all.
He suddenly laughed, stepped forward to greet Han Qi very happily, and then led Han Qi under the dome with "Kangtao 1886" written on it under Evelina's incomprehensible eyes.
"I would like to introduce to you the young man around me, one of the best painters in the world, young Mr. Han Qi."
Some people who have seen Han Qi's paintings recall them when they hear the name.
After all, it is a painting that is unforgettable and deeply impressive.
The old man guessed from Han Qi's answer just now that he did not know English. This sentence was introduced in English. Of course Han Qi did not dare to admit it like this and quickly said: "Sir Kang Tao values me too much. I actually
I was just walking on the road, good afternoon everyone..."
"You have proved yourself with two paintings. There is no need to be so modest. I know you Chinese people are always modest, but your skills are priceless and your knowledge is the beacon of wisdom. In the world of painting, you should
It deserves the word great."
Han Qi is really blushing now.
If there were just a group of ordinary people in the audience, it would be fine for the old man in front of him to say that Han Qi was the reincarnation of God. Han Qi would definitely accept it without changing his face, treating it as a joke anyway.
But Han Qi knew that this was no joke, and the group of people in front of him were not ordinary people.
Now everyone at the banquet was whispering, asking about the news and deeds of this young man from those who knew Han Qi. Evelina was the most active one among them, and the goddess persona that she had managed to maintain slightly collapsed.
After a while, she found out the price of a painting by Han Qi, her face turned slightly red and she gritted her teeth.
Han Qi, it turns out you lied to me!
Unfortunately, I wanted to help you and give you a chance to be published in our magazine, but I didn’t expect you to be such a big shot that our magazine would beg you to publish an article.
I'll settle the score with you when you come back.
Sir Kang Tao originally wanted to ask Han Qi if he had any other works for him to appreciate, but now is really not a good time. He has other things to announce at this banquet, which is why he has invited so many media today.
reason.
Walking off the stage from the back, Sir said to Han Qi: "I really didn't expect you to come to the banquet I held. This is really great. Now you go have something to eat and drink first, and we will talk later."
"
"I can't believe you are so flattering. I'm just a traveler. I just happened to be here today."
"Haha, this is our fate, isn't it?"
he said with a smile.
Han Qi walked towards his original position, and everyone around him came to say hello. Soon Han Qi received a big pile of business cards. Originally, he was taking pictures of others, but now the photographers also started to press the button at Han Qi.
The shutter is on.
Han Qi, who was in a daze, suddenly noticed that there were overcast clouds and looked up at the sky.
It's cloudless, which is pretty good.
But when I looked forward, I noticed Evelina's face...
"Listen to my explanation. I didn't hide it on purpose."
"Okay, great painter! I still want to help you, you must be laughing at me in your heart, right?"
"How come? I'm very grateful to you."
Han Qi said that his gratitude to her was absolutely from the bottom of his heart. Painting is just one of his hobbies, as is photography. Being able to be published in a magazine as a photographer makes Han Qi happy before it is too late. How could he laugh at you?
Ronien drank a lot of red wine by himself, and now he was a little drunk, muttering in a low voice.
"I knew you were no ordinary person, boy... hiccup..."
Not long after, Jazz walked back to the small stage.
The entire banquet hall fell silent, preparing to hear what Jazz was about to announce.
If it is just an ordinary banquet, just invite some people to have a banquet in the villa. There is no need to call so many media. From life to fashion, everyone has been invited.
"It has been 135 years since our Kangtao family took over this winery in 1886 to today, but our family's history of making red wine far exceeds this number... Our family has witnessed the rise and fall of red wine history, and has survived several times.
Despite the financial crisis, we have finally managed to survive until now.”
"But today, I need to inform you of good news."
Sir Contao looked at the faces of everyone at the banquet and said word by word: "After more than a hundred years, we finally defeated Obiang, one of the top ten wineries, this year. In other words, from now on Contao
From now on, it will also be one of the top ten wineries in the world."
Ronien was so drunk that he almost fell asleep, and suddenly his eyes widened.
The media at the scene were also shocked.
Italians' love for red wine is not inferior to that of the French, but the best wineries in the world are all French, which is a big pain point in their hearts.
Has Kang Tao also taken this position now?
The top ten wineries are evaluated based on various data of the year, such as transaction volume, wine evaluation scores, price growth, property rights value, etc.
Once you reach this ranking, it is difficult to fall back.
The scene suddenly burst into warm applause.
Han Qi, a Chinese, didn't understand their feelings, but he could feel the mood of everyone around him, so he also clapped and shouted.
Others were shouting for their motherland, while Han Qi was applauding and thinking...
Should I ship a batch home and store it to wait for appreciation in value?
