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Chapter 225 Crying woman, happy me

After the two of them finished eating, they arrived at the entrance of the gallery. Along the way, Beronica held Fang Yi's arm affectionately. Whether getting in or out of the car, there was always a kiss. When they arrived, they saw the art exhibition and gave it away.

Ronika arrived downstairs in the apartment, and the two even had a parting kiss that lasted several minutes.

Watching Beronica walk lightly towards the door of his apartment, Fang Yi couldn't help but touch his mouth, and said to himself: In the past few hours, I feel like I have almost caught up with the amount of kisses I had done in the past six months!

"Hey!" Fang Yi was thinking when he heard Beronica's voice and raised his head again to look at his current girlfriend.

When she looked up, she saw Beronica put her hand on her lips and kissed her, then she flattened her palm and made a blowing gesture, blowing a kiss to herself! In response, Fang Yi also blew a kiss to his girlfriend.

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Seeing Fang Yi's actions, Beronica turned around happily and stomped towards her apartment door, her shoes hitting the ground and making a clicking sound in the night under the street lamp.

It was so enthusiastic. Fang Yi gave his new girlfriend a very sincere evaluation in his heart. He watched Beronica's figure disappear at the door of the apartment, then started the car and drove towards Charlotte's home.

When they returned to their residence, Charlotte and the others had already fallen asleep. Only Brotto saw Fang Yi coming in and glared at him. He came to Fang Yi's feet and said hello and took two pictures.

After getting off his head, Fang Yi quietly went upstairs.

After arriving in the room, he turned on the air conditioner and put on his work clothes. Fang Yi lifted the cloth covering the painting and continued to clean the last remaining covering on Menzel's canvas.

He devoted himself wholeheartedly to it, and it took another two hours to clean it all up. Taking a few steps back, Fang Yi looked at Menzel's original work in front of him.

The canvas is just like the last painting outside, with trees, rivers, grassland, a few figures, two or three cows. Although the composition of the painting is the same, the master's skill is already evident on the canvas. From Fang Yi's perspective,

It is not as outstanding as Menzel's masterpiece, but even if there is only one pug on the canvas, as long as it is a Menzel work, the price will be at least several million dollars.

Looking at the canvas, some short stories about this master popped into Fang Yi's mind. Adolf Menzel was admitted to the Art Academy when he was eighteen or nineteen years old, but only a few months later, Menzel

I was persuaded to drop out of school. The reason given by the school was

: There is no talent at all in this life! He is almost the same as another Adolf who is familiar to Chinese people. However, Menzel insisted on painting and became a master, while the other Adolf went to play politics and was also very good. The whole world was once tossed.

It's a real rush!

No talent at all!? Fang Yi muttered a few words. I wonder if the teacher who defined Menzel at the time would be embarrassed and angry when he saw the future achievements of this German art master and a master of sketching.

Killed!

I don't know if someone else would hit Fang Yi to death, but after watching it for a while, Fang Yi himself started laughing.

With the remaining two works of Grigory, and now this work of Menzel, I have three authentic works! Thinking of this, Fang Yi naturally said a sentence in his mind: Poverty in this life

It's too far away from myself.

The three works are like three super meal tickets in Fang Yi's hand! Even a conservative estimate, the three works cost about ten million US dollars. Fang Yi feels that if he spends money at the rate he is spending now, the money will be enough for him.

It’s enough for your grandson to get married!

Fang Yi was enjoying himself for a while, and the shop owner selling his paintings jumped out of his mind. This man saw that he wanted it very much, and thought he sharpened the knife in his hand and stabbed him, which made him even more excited.

Became happy.

A thought popped up in Fang Yi's mind: If I told the boss about this, what kind of expression would she have? As soon as this thought popped up in her mind, Fang Yi fell into a dilemma.

Fang Yi really wants to do this, but he knows he can’t do it! It’s our Chinese tradition not to reveal our wealth!

I was really torn in my heart. I directly picked up the stretched canvas on the wall and placed it on the easel. I started holding my chin and imagining the expression of the shop owner when he heard the news about the painting inside the painting, and it was a work by Menzel! I thought about it for two or three times.

In ten minutes, Fang Yi started wiping the canvas directly.

"Crying Woman" Fang Yi wrote the name of the painting on the bottom of the canvas as soon as he started writing, and then signed his name according to the current custom: Fang Yi in Paris, and wrote the year, month and day below. Then he used

The color squeezed out of the paint tube was directly applied to the canvas with a brush, and stripes of cold tones were painted by Fang Yi.

The cloth became tangled and messy. In the background of these lines, a woman put the back of her hands under her eyelids, rubbed her eyes and cried loudly! The woman on the picture looks weird, not only her eyes

One eye is big and the other is small. Even the other facial features are distorted! The whole person is almost out of shape and extremely ugly!

Two or three hours later, Fang Yi finished the painting and was very satisfied with the crying woman on the painting.

Look at you, the unlucky guy, crying! Fang Yi looked at the woman on the canvas with a smile and said to himself.

After looking at it for a while, Fang Yi felt that this painting could not bring him the greatest satisfaction. He picked up another canvas of the same size and placed it on another easel next to him. This time, without thinking, he directly painted it on the bottom of the canvas.

The name of the painting was written on it: "Happy Me", followed by Fang Yi's visit to Paris, the year, month and day.

The beautiful colors are gently rolled in Fang Yi's hands. The background is composed of colorful vortices formed by these lines. It is so beautiful and flamboyant! Fang Yi's facial features on the canvas are much better than that of the woman. Although she is a

The face composed of three color blocks cannot be said to be very realistic, and from a similar perspective, it does not look like Fang Yi, but at least the face is not too distorted, the mouth is open and the eyes are wide.

Fang Yi was laughing loudly.

After finishing the painting of himself, Fang Yi stopped writing and held his chin to think for a moment, and then added the look of Beronica next to his head! How could he not bring his girlfriend with him now that he was happy? In the end, Fang Yi was in front of the canvas.

Grinning, and of course Beronica is also grinning. Judging from the picture, Beronica is putting her chin on Fang Yi's shoulder. A pair of new lovers are having fun together on the canvas.

The painting originally said "I am happy", but it seemed that it should be changed to "us" after the painting was finished. However, the painting here was finished, and Fang Yi felt good about the painting, so he could no longer change the name underneath the paint.

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If you can't change it, you have no choice but not to change it! Fang Yi took two steps back and looked between the two newly completed works. He nodded with great satisfaction. The style of these two works is far from classicism.

It's a bit too far. If you don't call it classicism, it's just to describe it as impressionism. If you force the classification, it's still appropriate to classify it as expressionism.

When Fang Yi moved his eyes from the canvas to the window, he realized that it was already bright outside. He looked at his watch and saw that the hands were already pointing to six o'clock.

Unexpectedly, I was having fun all night long! Fang Yi muttered. He started to take off his work clothes and put on his morning jogging clothes. When he got downstairs, he took the second-rate guy Broto and went for a jog in a nearby small park.

I plan to catch up on my sleep when I come back from running. After catching up on my sleep, I will continue to run the gallery in the afternoon.

Today was his lucky day. When Fang Yi came out of the gallery door, the painting he was holding had disappeared. The manager of this gallery agreed to try Fang Yi's work, although it was better than the one quoted by the gallery that time.

One hundred euros less, which means that if it is sold, Fang Yi will have fifty euros less in his hands. Fang Yi happily agreed. Because Fang Yi feels that his little face should be worth one hundred euros.

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"Hey!" Fang Yi walked out of the door and took two steps, naturally took out his mobile phone, and told his girlfriend the good news. As the phone went through, he heard Beronica's call coming from the other end.

Voice. Fang Yi said directly: "You are really my lucky star! A gallery agreed to try my paintings!".

"Really!?" A happy voice came from Beronica's end. After hearing Fang Yi's affirmation, he whispered: "Wait for me for a while! I'm in the classroom now, wait for me to go out.

Say it again!".

"What gallery?" After waiting for a minute, Beronica walked to a deserted place outside the classroom and asked into the phone.

After mentioning the name of the gallery, Fang Yi explained: "Although this is a very famous gallery, it is still okay. Anyway, it is much better than before when no one asked! What do you want to eat tonight? What restaurant do you want to tell me?

Go book a table!".

"Still that restaurant, I like the steak there very much! How about Suzanne joining us tonight?" Beronica asked on the other end of the phone.

After hearing this, Fang Yi said happily: "Okay! Anyway, more people will make it more lively, so you can bring your friends!" When he said this, he couldn't help but think of his friend Li Yuncong in Paris. This guy has been here for a month.

When I was busy taking exams, and I was a little busy here, I didn’t have much contact.

"How about I bring another friend with me? To be honest, he helped me a lot when I got to Paris!" Fang Yi opened his mouth and said.

Beronica said: "Okay! Come pick me up downstairs at 5:30 in the afternoon! Now I'm going to class."

"Yeah! That's good!" Fang Yi heard a voice coming from the other end of the phone. BESO! This means kiss in Spanish.

Fang Yi naturally called his girlfriend back! The two of them BESOed back and forth two or three times before hanging up the phone.

After talking to his girlfriend, Fang Yi naturally called Li Yuncong again: "Do you have anything to do tonight? If not, let's have dinner together. Not only do I have a girlfriend, but also a gallery has agreed to try my paintings.

Got it!".

"Ah!" Li Yuncong was stunned for a moment and said, "We haven't seen each other for a month, and yet you sold your paintings and got a girlfriend? Where is your girlfriend from? What is she doing in France?"

"Spanish girl, in second grade at the Decoration College!" Fang Yi said with a smile.

"Chinese? I'll be the lightbulb while you two are having dinner? It's like I can't find a girlfriend, so I'll keep you two together!"

"White girl! She'll bring her roommate too!"

"Uh! That's okay!" After hearing this, Li Yuncong asked a lot of questions: "Where is her roommate from? What is she like? Does she have a boyfriend? Is she capable of development?"

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"She's a Spanish girl too!" Fang Yi said, "Okay, don't ask! You'll see me when you get there. Why am I asking my girlfriend and roommate if I have nothing to do!".

After hearing this, Li Yuncong said: "I'll be there soon!" After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.


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