Ju An and Wang Fan arrived in New York at around eleven o'clock. The hotel they chose to stay was still the same hotel next to Central Park that Ju An had been to last time, but this time they got a room for two, which cost twenty dollars a room.
With the ticket and a thank you, he sent away the young black man who delivered the luggage, and Ju An closed the door behind him.
Wang Fan took off his coat and stood by the large floor-to-ceiling glass window. Holding the glass, he looked out the window at the lush Central Park and said, "Central Park looks much better than in the photo. Look around here."
The high-rise buildings are like four huge walls."
Ju An took out two bottles of beer from the refrigerator and walked to Wang Fan, unscrewed the cap, handed one bottle to Wang Fan, then sat on his bed, took a sip of beer, and said to Wang Fan: "
Look at it at night, the colors will be even more beautiful, then at noon should we eat at the hotel or go out for a walk directly?"
Wang Fan took a sip of beer and said without looking back: "Have you ever been to New York? Today, my brother will listen to your arrangements. We will start shopping directly and eat something when we are hungry. Is there no snacks in such a big place?
?”.
"I have only been here once. I just sat in the car and looked around. I knew about Rockefeller Center, the Metropolitan Museum, St. Patrick's Church, etc., but I never visited any of them."
An said embarrassedly.
"Why are you still living in the world, why are you still wasting food..." Wang Fan pointed at Ju An and said with contempt: "First buy a SLR camera, go shopping, and then look at the sky. If it gets dark early,
Then let’s go to the Metropolitan Museum to cultivate our sentiments.”
He thought for a moment and then said: "By the way, I'm going to visit Apple's flagship store. How can a trendy person like my brother not go there to be cool?"
Ju An curled his lips and said: "How can you still be a trendy person in China with your flowery shirt that has not changed for thousands of years? You are still pretty fashionable in the times. Even if you put your outfit on the streets of the island country, people will think you are a photographer.
"Indoor action movie".
"I belong to the type who leads the trend of the times. You will never understand. If my brother lived here in the United States, he would be the kind of Maza who would not die if he saw Apple and who had to die." Wang Fan touched the short hair on his forehead,
Said intoxicatedly.
"It's your sun, Mark Zuckerberg will become a mobile stool when he puts it in your mouth. If you don't want to die, Comrade Lao Qiao has already sacrificed. If you want to see him, he will go underground." If Ju An hadn't been a little bit closer to Wang Fan
If you are not sure, I will put a big shoe mark on his butt: "Then let's wander on Fifth Avenue. When we are tired from shopping, we will come back to rest and continue shopping tomorrow. Anyway, where do you want to go? Brother, this time
I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman."
Wang Fan turned around, leaned against the glass window, looked at Ju An who was already lying on the bed and said, "Okay, let's buy a camera first. What brand are you going to buy, Canon or Nikon?"
Ju An put his hands behind his head: "Japanese brands will not be considered at all. I am going to buy a German Leica or a Hasselblad or Voigtlander."
"You are a photography idiot and you still use Leica, Hasselblad, Voigtlander, etc." Wang Fan shook his head and said, "Just buy any Lenovo or something for fun."
"People don't have to be professional, but the machine should be held professionally. I just want to make you guys with small Japanese products feel ashamed. When you take out the Canon or Nikon, put it away first and don't talk to my brother.
I'll show off," Ju An said, "When the time comes, my brother will wear a T-shirt and print a camera mark on his chest, so that people like you can squat in the corner and draw circles. Besides, in case my brother is interested in learning from Xia Guanxi,
This machine is not easy to use."
Wang Fan pointed at Ju An and said: "You sister, you slut, you have to imitate Brother Xi. When the photos come out, you should mosaic your whole body first, or you will blind my krypton gold dog eyes."
I want to settle the score with you, but I will take a look today. If it is cheaper here, I will buy one and sell the Nikon in my country."
Ju An stood up and rolled off the bed: "Then let's set off, go early and come back early." After saying that, he went over to grab the beer bottle from Wang Fan's hand.
Wang Fan quickly hid the wine bottle behind his back and said, "Taiyang, I haven't finished drinking it yet. Don't waste it. There's still half a bottle left."
Ju An had no choice but to put his bottle on the table and said to Wang Fan: "Then you are ready to leave our mountain. I will first call my friends Mike and Nien in New York."
When Ju An went outside, he called two people and told them that he had come to New York and said hello to them. Nien asked Ju An to call him if he needed help, and Mike invited Ju An to bring his friends later in the evening.
Go to the bar for a drink.
After the two phone calls, Wang Fan had packed up his things, and the two of them went out.
The two of them left the hotel and walked a short distance to 58th Street. The famous Apple flagship store is located here. As soon as they entered the door, they saw that it was crowded with people of all colors. There were people asking about it and experiencing it.
After walking around, Wang Fan decided to buy an iPad. After asking the clerk, he found out that there was no 16g iPad, only 64g. Then Ju An watched Wang Fan queue up to buy it. Ju An observed that many people were
I bought several of them, and everywhere I saw people counting money, as if they were free of charge.
Ju An looked at the several queues and said to Wang Fan: "Damn, it's just like buying and storing Chinese cabbage in my hometown in winter, so what?"
Wang Fan said with a smile: "It's so fashionable. The phone you are holding in your hand is almost becoming an antique. How about changing it to another one this time?"
Ju An said: "Aifeng has almost become an arcade machine in China. You have a good personality, so you can randomly recruit a few people, and one of them is Aifeng. You call yourself a trendy person, and you just follow the trend."
People."
Wang Fan glanced at Ju An and continued the party. Ju An stood for a while and saw others sitting on the ring in the middle to rest. He also moved over and found an empty space to sit down.
Waiting for Wang Fan to finish paying the bill and getting his iPad, he went straight to Times Square. When he arrived, he discovered that there were more people here. Everywhere he looked could be seen huge commercial billboards. Various advertisements were played on the LCD screens on the building. It seemed that
People from the entire city have gathered here, and the entire air is full of movement, crazily expressing the passion and restlessness of Manhattan.
In a photographic equipment store, Ju An bought a Leica M9. It cost the price of a car in total. Wang Fan took a look and saw that the total cost was nearly 60,000 yuan.
It was tens of thousands cheaper in China, so I followed suit and bought one. But Ju An chose the steel gray version, while Wang Fan chose the titanium version.
After leaving the equipment store and looking at the crowds of people on the street, Wang Fan said to Ju An: "How about we go to the Metropolitan Museum for a walk first, and then we can do some shopping here when we leave."
Ju An asked in confusion: "What else do you want to buy? Didn't you buy everything?" After saying that, he pulled Wang Fan and walked towards the Metropolitan Museum.
Wang Fan replied: "I bought a brand-name children's clothing for my little nephew. It only costs a few dozen dollars here, but it costs thousands in China. The child's birthday is coming soon, so it will be a birthday gift."
The two of them sneaked into KFC to have something to eat, and then walked to the Metropolitan Museum. When they got to the door, they saw that the tickets for this museum were really not cheap. Each ticket cost twenty dollars. The two of them were about to pay for the tickets honestly.
Well, at this time, the young man in front directly handed over two dollars and gave him a ticket.
When it was Ju An's turn, Ju An asked: "Why did the previous one only cost two dollars, not twenty dollars?"
After listening to someone's explanation, I realized that you can give as much as you like depending on your situation. It's not forced. My sister, my brother, an honest man, almost suffered a loss. He just gave me two dollars and asked for two tickets.
Ju An took Wang Fan into the museum.
When he entered, Wang Fan said to Ju An: "It's too petty to give it to you casually, so why don't you give me the ticket for free?" Ju An nodded and said: "Fortunately, brother, I was smart enough to ask, if I didn't give it back
He was slaughtered."
When they entered the museum, they realized that not only did it look bigger from the outside, but it looked even bigger from the inside. The first thing Ju An and Wang Fan looked at was the Egyptian Pavilion, which actually housed a small temple for the Egyptian government.
As a gift, they were moved from Egypt as they were, as well as the stone Sphinx and various Egyptian cultural relics. I looked at some of them and took some photos, because the use of flash is not allowed in the museum. Two
The animal then grabbed some beautiful gold jewelry and took pictures of them.
When the two of them went to see European oil paintings, they happened to see a group of painters copying them. By coincidence, Ju An also found that his painting of humans and animals was on display here, and there was an old man copying it in front of him.
Woolen cloth.
Standing not far away, Ju An pointed to the painting and whispered triumphantly to Wang Fan: "This painting belongs to my brother."
Wang Fan looked at the painting, shook his head, and said, "I've long heard that you made a fortune by selling a few paintings. It turns out you bought them all here. Well, it's a pity that this one was sold.
It’s good to hang in the bedroom.”
Ju An said: "This one is on display here. This one is not sold. It was Mike who suggested it last time and asked me to agree to give it to them for exhibition. This way I don't have to pay for maintenance or anything. The other two paintings,
One painted a ballet dancer, the other painted a little girl by the old painter Lao Maozi, and some of the old men who identified her said she was the painter's daughter."
"No wonder you kept this one, it's the one with the least amount of clothes on." Wang Fan suddenly realized and looked at Ju An and said, "It's vulgar! It's quite vulgar!".
Ju An bumped Wang Fan with his arm: "Nonsense, when some old men appraised it at that time, this painting was the most valuable, so I sold two of them to get some money. Who knew that this old man was rich, and that painting was more valuable than
The estimate has gone through a few twists and turns, maybe this one is not as valuable as that of the little girl."
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