"Modern art from a mysterious country" was a gimmick introduced by Jones's father.

Out of curiosity, contemporary American abstract painters such as Sean Sculley, John Curlin, and Gregory Frank Harris, as well as art critic Pi Li and art critic Danto also visited Jones Sr.'s gallery.

Of course, they didn't just see Qin Fan's two paintings, the elder Jones opened a special area in the gallery to display works from domestic artists, but Qin Fan's paintings were the most expensive. Maybe old Jones muttered in his heart, this bear kid really dared to ask for it.

But art is priceless, and who can say for sure.

Pi Li admired Qin Fan's work. It is believed that in the late 80s, Chinese artists discovered that there was a force in the society in which they lived that they could not resist, and that in the face of this force they did not actually have the ability to realize their artistic beliefs. So cynicism and misanthropy began to spread, and they used the bland, boring and absurd life to ......

For the painters and critics in Jones's mouth, although Qin Fan had heard their names in his previous life, he didn't dare to take them at this time, and the paintings in his hands were also paintings that sold sky-high prices in his memory.

Jingyin listened to Jones's narration quietly, and looked at Qin Fan from time to time, and gradually felt a trace of surprise that someone bought those paintings that she thought were so good. Four thousand eight hundred dollars for two paintings, which is something I can't even think of.

Jones didn't let Jingyin send her when she left, but when she was about to go out, she smiled ambiguously at Qin Fan, but Qin Fan rolled her eyes, are all women in the world so gossipy?

"What strange people have you met in the past few years, why are you so powerful?" Jing Yin asked curiously.

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The classmates in the class were arguing.

Qin Fan shook his head, the sophomore curriculum is still relaxed, and the composition courses learned are only superficial, but the location of the field trip is scheduled for early October, but the location has not been decided, and the department has given the decision to the students themselves in order to reflect democracy.

Some people suggested going to coastal cities, such as Hangzhou, Fujian, and the magic capital, some students suggested going to Kyoto, and some people admired nature, saying that it was better to go to Jiuzhaigou and Zhangjiajie. Each holds the word.

"Qin Fan, where do you think of it?" Qu Shanshan asked.

Qin Fan thought for a while and said, "I want to go to Dunhuang to have a look." Qu Shanshan and Qiu Wen glanced at each other, and then the two of them went separately to find the other classmates and ask for their opinions. At the end of class, the suggestions of the students in the class were surprisingly unanimous to go to Dunhuang.

Qin Fan was very surprised by this result, classmates for a year, some of the situations in the class are more or less known, take the boys as an example, sixteen boys have three dormitories, they don't have much contact with each other, and they don't look down on each other, let alone girls, six girls, they are divided into three mountains, and they don't have much contact with each other, even if they live in a dormitory, they don't smile when they meet. In this situation in the class, Qin Fan felt that this was really strange.

The department wants to determine the teacher who will lead the team, but the original teacher Yu Lu will not bring it, and the trouble last time made her very annoying.

The school only bears the round-trip bus fare and accommodation fee, and the students have to take care of the rest, calculating the distance and time, and the students also have to bear a lot. Some students in the class who were from poor families took leave to go back to raise money.

Qin Fan also looked at this free time, went home to see the house that had been built, the house built in more than two months was much more than the previous budget, which was mainly attributed to Qin's father's work.

The patio of Lin's old store, under the shade of trees, is not so hot, and the gusts of wind blowing through the hall make people feel light.

A moaning sound from a room on the second floor broke the silence in the patio.

After taking a breather, "You guys are really happy to study art, and you can go out and play every year." Xuemei said enviously.

"You're not as happy as you just now, right?" Qin Fan laughed, stroking Xuemei's sweaty skin.

Xuemei slapped him coquettishly: "I'll tell you seriously, you can talk hooligan!"

"How many days are you going out?" asked Xuemei again.

"About fifteen days. ”

"That's good, I've been relaxing for half a month. ”

"There's something in the words. ”

"Hehe, there are beautiful girls around you every day, do you think I can not be nervous? Hee-hee. Xuemei clapped her hands and applauded.

Qin Fan couldn't cry or laugh, but then he thought about it, if Xuemei had boys around her every day, he would definitely be uneasy in his heart, and without strong concentration, he would always feel that there was green grass on his head.

I suddenly remembered something: Isn't October 1 the day of Zhang Lingling's wedding? I don't know if I can stagger it.

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"You guys are so happy!" sighed Jing Yin, who was also envious.

Qin Fan also felt lucky, at least at this time, he could still see some original attractions and buildings, unlike most of the attractions and buildings that later generations saw that were rebuilt, newly built, and fooled with money, and then there were dense human heads and buttocks.

When you come on a trip that you want to go, you see people, except for people.

"Hey, you go and ask Jones if he has time to go with us?" Qin Fan suggested for some reason.

"Okay, I'll ask her. ”

"Give you another five hundred, and I warn you, don't send it back again. Qin Fan stiffened his face and said, he didn't dare to give more.

"You care about me!" Dong Min rolled his eyes.

"You have to think about yourself too. Qin Fanpo persuaded heartily.

"I'm thinking about myself, hmph, how am I going to think about it?" Dong Min replied in an unkind tone.

Qin Fan looked at Dong Min with a headache, and recently found that her emotions were no longer the same as before, and he didn't know how to comfort her.

"What should I do now? Every day I ask myself, are we two like this for the rest of our lives?" Dong Min asked sadly.

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"But if you want me to leave you, I can't do it, and if I don't see you for a day, my heart will be gone. ”

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"I don't want you to be embarrassed, you say, me and Xuemei, who do you choose?"

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Qin Fan, who had no way to answer, could only let Dong Min "die" again and again.

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When Qin Fan finished attending Zhang Lingling's wedding and rushed back to school, a car of classmates were waiting for him, and he hurriedly boarded the car, and heard someone in the back seat of the car call him: "Qin, come here." ”