Chapter 4 Portraits

What Jason did, Lin Ning was not interested in knowing.

Looking at Wang Fang, who was trotting over, Lin condensed the hem of her skirt and sat up elegantly.

"I'm sorry, it took a while to approve the leave, you have been waiting for a long time. ”

Wang Fang, who is dressed in canvas shoes, long skirts, and turtlenecks, is much more literary than before.

Lin Ning had a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and while speaking, she glanced at the colorful tattoo on Wang Fang's ankle.

"Okay, did you drive?"

"I don't have a car... This is the bell, a wandering corgi skewer I met when I first came to Paris, and lived with me in the basement for a few years, and then for some reason was gone. In those years, when I was painting, he always liked to lie on my feet, and I wanted to keep him, so I tattooed it here. ”

Wang Fang's voice was very soft, and when she talked about the bell, there was a faint sadness.

"I also have a stray golden retriever skewer. ”

Lin Ning pursed her lips, as long as she is a human, she seems to have several unforgettable pasts.

"It's called yogurt. Sorry, I just asked a friend about you. ”

With such a young and beautiful guest, Wang Fang was inevitably a little curious.

Wang Fang, who has lived in Paris for many years, just posted a photo in the small group, and it didn't take long to have an answer.

"Nothing, how long have you been here?"

It's been less than 2 months since Boss Lin became popular on the Internet, and Wang Fang doesn't know herself, which is normal.

"It's been 6 years. I studied oil painting, focusing on portraits... After all, it's a Western thing, and if you want to make progress, you always have to come here to have a look. ”

"It's good to have dreams and pursuits. ”

Lin Ning smiled faintly, people who have dreams and fight for them are really enviable.

"Thank you. Although I don't want to admit it, I still want to say that oil painting is really not suitable for the poor. ”

Removing the cost of time, extracurricular training exhibitions, and canvas oil paint consumables, none of them are costly.

It is really difficult for ordinary children to draw a future with talent.

"Huh. ”

"To be honest, I have dragged down my family a lot over the years, and I should have studied computer, finance, and civil engineering at the beginning. ”

"How?"

"It's quick to monetize and easy to find a job. My high school classmates, with annual salaries of hundreds of thousands, nearly one million, are all in these three industries. ”

"No exceptions?"

"Yes, there is a man with a net worth of more than 100 million yuan, who learns philosophy, and his father is in real estate. ”

"Haha, I see you're quite quiet, but I didn't expect it to be funny. ”

"The road was chosen by myself, I was afraid of pain and didn't dare to die, and it was useless to cry, so I made fun of it. ”

"Interesting, let's go, let's eat. ”

Wang Fang's personality is quite likable, perhaps because she is not bad, Lin Ning's impression of Wang Fang is not bad.

"Why are you so nervous? You weren't like that. ”

In the back row of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, looking at Wang Fang who was sitting on the side, Lin Ning took off her high heels and said with a smile while rubbing her ankles.

"To be honest, the best car I've ever sat in my life is still my fellow classmate's Audi A8. ”

I don't know why, Boss Lin rubbed his feet, and the atmosphere in the carriage instantly relaxed a lot.

Looking at the beautiful feet under the flesh-colored stockings not far away, Wang Fang brushed her hair and said with a smile.

"So you can't make a name for yourself. Those oil painting people, but few of them care about money. ”

"Incisive, to the point, helpless. ”

"The purer the more precious, my teacher's words are sent to you. ”

"Words are good words, and there are not many people who can really do it. It's pure need for capital, pure love, can't be used as a bride price, pure like, and you can't afford to buy a house in Kyoto. Heh, am I too realistic?"

"It's a little. ”

"It's unrealistic, no, I've hollowed out my family early in these years of studying, and there are really few people who still need help from my parents at my age. ”

"You, crying poor and crying are not subtle at all. ”

Compared with those tea-scented girls, Wang Fang is undoubtedly much more interesting.

Lin Ning smiled and shook her head, Lan Ruo was right, he was indeed too ungrounded in his life.

"I'm so subtle, you're not interested in my work. To be honest, I was thinking about selling you a few paintings to improve my life. ”

"Sorry to disappoint you. ”

Wang Fang, who was aggrieved, didn't pretend to look like it at all.

Lin Ning rolled her eyes, crossed her legs, and changed to a comfortable position.

"Hey, don't talk about me all the time, seriously, you're very different from what I thought you were. ”

"What's the difference. ”

"When I first served you, I didn't even dare to look at you more. I didn't expect you to invite me to dinner, talk to me for so long, and listen to me complain so much. ”

Assistants, bodyguards, smiling lightly, Lin Ning's style when she first entered the museum, there were few people who didn't play drums in their hearts.

Wang Fang rubbed her brows and said truthfully.

"Heh, so you're lucky, I rarely do this to people. ”

"I don't know why you look at me differently, but I still have to say that it's an honor. ”

"Then I'll say it too, it's too much. ”

"Hey, don't you really want to look at my paintings?1375 euros, buy a pair and get a free pair, how about it?"

"1375?

"The number ... Well, I'll confess, I'm about to pay the rent. ”

Wang Fang scratched her head a little embarrassed.

It turns out that whether it is Shanghai drifting, Beijing drifting, or French drifting, the rent is quite a headache.

"You're welcome. ”

"So what?"

"Not very good. ”

"Well, I'm not fit to be a painter. ”

"How long does it usually take you to paint a portrait?"

Wang Fang, who held her mouth and wrapped her fingers around the ends of her hair, didn't look like she was 30 years old.

Lin Ning broke her hands a little funny and asked directly.

"It's as short as a month, as long as half a year, this kind of thing, it's impossible to say. ”

"Half a year, does it take that long?"

"As long as you can calm down, there are some masters, and there are two or three years of painting a work. ”

"Understood. ”

"Do you want me to paint for you? I don't need money to paint for you, really. ”

Boss Lin's popularity in China is not low, and he can paint a portrait of Boss Lin.

In terms of advertising effect alone, it is not more than a thousand euros that can be stopped.

Wang Fang, who reacted, was still a little excited when she thought about it.

"What do you think, saliva, pay attention. ”

"Huh?

"No, tease you. ”

"Hehe, it's good if you're happy, as long as I can paint you a portrait and be a bed warmer for you. ”

"Warmer than me, uglier than me, shorter than me, rotten than my skin。。。。。 ”

"Don't say it, don't be so heartbroken, I'm at least one older than you. ”

"Isn't it just your age, why are you holding your chest so high?"

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"Paint a picture for Lin Hong, paint it well, I will pay you a year's rent in advance, and after acceptance, I will give you another chance." ”

"Lin Hong?"

"Me?"