Fang Yi's so-called thinking was to move from the door of the classroom to the downstairs. Maybe it was the teacher Liu Hongshuo's herding-like training when he was in China, or maybe it was the artist's little temper in Fang Yi's heart, and he was not interested in the school exam.
The question did not start Fang Yi's brain.
As soon as I walked downstairs, I heard my classmate Yves calling me from behind: "Fang!".
Fang Yi turned his head and saw Yifu walking toward him with a girl who looked like she was of Albanian origin. Yifu was right about his appearance, and he showed it well.
The advantage is that I can change my girlfriend very quickly. Basically, this guy will have a new face in two weeks.
"What's the matter?" Fang Yi turned around and stood still and asked.
Yves opened his mouth and said: "I'm throwing a party this Friday, I must come then! Bring Beronica with you!".
"I will definitely go, but Beronica can't go. She and her classmates are going to Berlin this week," Fang Yi replied, looking at Yves.
"Then just come! I've notified all my classmates." Yves didn't say much, waved to Fang Yi, then hugged his girl and walked forward, talking and laughing.
Fang Yi went directly to the parking place, got in the car and drove towards the Versailles Museum. He continued to go to Nick to learn how to restore oil paintings. Of course, sometimes Fang Yi had to go to the third floor to look around again.
Henry Trash Can's work, but just like Nick said, the old guy locked the door directly. Not only was the door closed, but the curtains were also drawn.
After doing this, Fang Yi has nothing to see. Although he wants to see it, Fang Yi is not out of his mind to think about breaking into the Versailles Museum. This thing is too unreliable. This is a museum! There are all the things in the world inside.
The best security system! Besides, this is not a movie. You can wear a few ropes, put on a tight suit, hang from the roof, and then disappear into the night with a painting. Even if he could, Fang Yi couldn't do this technical job.
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Since there are no current paintings of Lao Dong here, we can only try to sell his previous works, hoping to see some clues from Lao Dong's previous works, which will help us deduce Lao Dong's techniques.
It's a pity that Fang Yi's idea is good, but it is very troublesome to implement it, because these people who could spend more than 200,000 US dollars to buy paintings more than ten years ago are not the ones that Fang Yi can recognize now. He can throw away a few at a time.
Those who can buy paintings for 100,000 yuan are the rich and powerful. Fang Yi can make decisions about these people's things. And Fang Yi found the first name he saw on the list and added the word "Jazz" after it.
Title, then something like president, collector, etc.
"Hey!" Fang Yi couldn't help but sigh. He closed his notebook, put one hand on the table and tapped it gently, and sat in front of the workbench in a daze.
"Fang! Something happened." A staff member suddenly walked in and said to Fang Yi.
"What's going on!" Fang Yi woke up from his deep thoughts and stood up from his chair and asked.
This person said to Fang Yi: "A tourist spilled something he was hiding on the painting!".
"Do you know which work?" Fang Yi opened his mouth and asked.
"A work by Elizabeth Virgée Le Brun! It should be a portrait of Marie Antoinette!" the man opened his mouth.
"What a disaster!" Fang Yi sighed casually.
After listening to Fang Yi's words, this person turned around and left the studio. He probably ran to the next door to convey the news. This little speaker's name is not in vain.
Fang Yi had no love for Elizabeth, a French female painter, let alone her works. He expressed regret to others and then sat back in his chair. Do whatever you have to do.
Chinese people may not be familiar with Marie Antoinette, but when it comes to a name, serious classmates in world history know: Louis XVI! It was the French king who was pushed to the guillotine, and this Marie was his wife, the queen of France.
This queen is not an oil-efficient lamp either. She can spend her queen’s pension in one day.
What a waste! At that time, a minister told the queen that the French people couldn't afford bread. The queen replied: If the people can't afford bread, then they should eat cake! It's a bit of a cowardly style, why not eat minced meat?
!Everyone knows his final fate. He was beheaded together with his husband.
Some Western works of art sometimes suffer such unfortunate events. Paintings are deliberately damaged. This is not the first time and it will not be the last time. Fang Yi knows about the famous Little Mermaid sculpture in Denmark. This unlucky one
The Little Mermaid was once artificially beheaded and had her arms cut off. She was even pushed from a stone base into the sea. From this point of view, it is completely nonsense to say that foreigners are of higher quality than Chinese people. As long as they are human beings, they will have this
The pain in my balls is so disgusting!
Fang Yi is a bit shameless about the behavior of splashing things on the painting. There is nothing else for Fang Yi to do now except being ashamed. This is a painting in the collection of the Versailles Museum, and Fang Yi himself is still a temporary worker. How can he have that kind of job?
It's a calm thought, and besides, it's a work by a painter that Fang Yi is not very fond of. Naturally, there is no need to show a moralist face, and all the anger and sadness are on his face! After hearing the news, Fang Yi said in his heart,
It's over.
Just two minutes after sitting down, Fang Yi heard a roar coming from the channel, and then a series of curse words suddenly came out. As soon as he heard the sound, Fang Yi knew that the trash can was in the corridor, so
He is quite powerful for his small size!
People who buy old paintings are probably waiting for him to hang them up! Fang Yi said this in his heart.
Less than two minutes after the roar, Nick walked in with a trot: "Fang, the work is suspended this afternoon, we have to prepare to restore the work!".
"Is the damage serious?" Fang Yi asked.
"Fortunately, it's not a very strong acidic substance, because it should be some paint or something like that! It's nothing serious." Nick said to Fang Yi and ran towards the door with his things.
Fang Yi watched Nick go out and continued to observe the paintings with the small magnifying glass in his hand. Based on what he had learned, he began to identify the fake paintings step by step.
"Fool! You idiot!" Fang Yi looked at the painting, shook his head and muttered softly to himself. These Western counterfeiters are not professional at all, and are much less dedicated than domestic counterfeiters! In the past, I and my teacher
When I saw the fake painting, there was no signature of the forger on it.
There seems to be something wrong with these European goods. The better they are made, the more they like to proudly hide their initials on the forgeries! And some people still sign every painting! In Fang Yi's opinion, this behavior is
As many idiots as you want!,
Just like the two works of Degas that are now placed in front of Fang Yi, they have been copied to 97%. In addition, the use of paints, oils and other things are considered exquisite, and galleries may not be able to identify them.
You have to sign your name on it, and you don’t sign anywhere
Okay, both works were signed in the hair of the characters in the paintings. After Nick read one, he went straight to the hair to look for the next. It didn’t take five minutes to confirm that the two works were fakes and were made by the same imitator.
.What you did is simply your own fault!
After watching for an hour, Fang Yi packed up his things and returned to his home. He took out the shoveled canvas and put it on the easel, and began to think about whose painting he wanted to imitate. Now that everything was almost complete, Fang Yi was ready to start being satisfied.
My own little dark thoughts.
Standing in front of the canvas, Fang Yi's mind began to think about whose painting he wanted to paint. Of course, with what he had in mind, Fang Yi could not imitate something that existed now, and prepared to use the master's style to paint a painting.
A new work came out. This kind of thing is interesting enough in Fang Yi's opinion!
"Why are you standing in front of the canvas in a daze?" Beronica opened the door and walked in. When she saw Fang Yi standing in a daze in front of a shoveled canvas, she asked a little strangely.
In the past, when Fang Yi stood in front of the canvas, he would always put pen to paper. Even if he was in a daze, he would stand in front of the sketch paper in a daze. That was when Fang Yi began to conceive of the busy work in the early stages of his works. Now, standing in front of the canvas, he lets Peroni take care of it.
Somewhat strange.
"It's nothing! I have other things in my mind," Fang Yi said, putting his arms around Beronica's waist and kissing his girlfriend on the face.
"Are you thinking about Henry's work again?" After hearing Fang Yi's words, Beronica opened her mouth and said, "Don't think about this too much. If others don't let you see it, then you can draw your own!".
"Hmm!" Fang Yi just fooled her. He didn't tell Beronica that he was going to paint a work on the canvas in front of him that the master had never painted before. If it's not a good thing, then there's no need to tell his girlfriend! It would save her trouble.
What's the problem? Besides, what if Beronica objects to what he does?
How could Beronica guess what Fang Yi was thinking, and said directly to Fang Yi: "I will go to Berlin in two days. For five or six days, you should be honest at home alone. I have already set
The agency has been arrested! And they’ve sent people to keep an eye on you!”
She knew that Beronica was joking, and that staring at her was just a joke. As long as she threw such an estimate, Beronica would not worry about it.
Fang Yi smiled and tightened his girlfriend's waist: "Then let me guess, the person you are looking for is other than Guan Fangfei or Susanna! As for Susanna, she is currently playing a friendly match with Li Yuncong to enhance their so-called friendship.
Of course you don’t have time to stare at me, Guan Fangfei? I just want this woman to stay away from her, and it’s best not to appear again in my life!”.
Having said this, Fang Yi then remembered the party held by Yves: "By the way, Yves is going to have a party on Friday! You and I were invited, but I said you don't have time to go!".
"Then you go by yourself!" Beronica nodded after hearing this: "When I come back, we will prepare to hire models!".
"You just have to make up your mind on this matter! You don't have to ask me." Fang Yi smiled, stretched his head and blew on Beronica's neck.
Beronica was very afraid of this, and immediately bent over and laughed: "It's so itchy! Stop! Stop!".