Chapter 12: The Murals
For half an hour, I walked around the entire villa, leaving footprints on the clean ground. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
When Si Fan introduced it, he closed his eyes on the leather sofa in the living room and lay quietly enjoying a rare rest, and the room was filled with a mysterious fragrance.
Quietly enjoy the enjoyment of the leather sofa, this is a little easier, now you can only see the main body of the villa, in addition to the manor scenery carefully created by Si Fan in the back, the manor in the north is different from the tropical south.
Even though the summer is very hot, but there is still no ice, those places are very suitable for flowers and plants, and the verdant bamboo is the favorite plant of the literati and artists, but in the north, especially in the northeast, this southern plant cannot survive.
Only the pines and cypresses are the strongest here, standing proudly in the snow.
Si Fan looked at the scenery outside along the single-sided glass.
Admire the snow country rime in the most beautiful environment, and watch the ice cubes hanging on the pine trees to form ice sculptures that are as crystal clear as jade.
Lying on the sofa and enjoying the snow, I watched a small ice cube in the distance swaying with the howling north wind, and finally fell to the ground, shattering into eight petals.
In front of the pool is a swimming pool that is purely close to nature, the water of the pool has long been emptied, and now it is empty, in front of the pool is a pure natural lake, and there are fishing pavilions and islands in the middle of the lake on the edge of the lake.
That was in the middle of the lake, there was originally a shallow slope of earth, and in the end, Si Fan used the terminator to pile it into an island in the middle of the lake, and the cost was countless, provided that the wages of the terminator were calculated.
It's a pity that Si Fan never calculates these simple things too much.
Looking at what should be considered the most beautiful scene in the manor, Si Fan quietly enjoyed everything. The woman beside her stood quietly beside Si Fan, also admiring the snow scene rime.
"My name is Donna, and if you agree, I'll be your life secretary from now on. Mr. Song is very satisfied with the house you have renovated, and I have agreed to be your secretary!" Now run your hair with your right hand. His eyes were fixed on Si Fan, waiting for his reply.
Look at this woman as if it was made of water. He shook his head faintly.
"I don't need a life secretary, not even a secretary, the company is very simple, not as troublesome as you think. If you need a job, you can come to our company for an interview. After Si Fan finished speaking, he continued to enjoy the gifts of nature.
Donna behind her was a little stunned, and only reacted after a while, Xiumei frowned and glared at Si Fan.
"I'll apply for a job at your company!
Si Fan could only shrug his shoulders at this, he really didn't need a secretary.
At this time, Bao Yuanming, who had walked around, admired the murals in the living room, and looked at the painting of the 18th-century French painter Eugène Delacroix hanging on the wall, which was a picture of a woman struggling in the war.
Specifically, the victors ravaged the women of the city, carrying loads of treasures, one of which carried a bloody human head in his hands.
This painting would definitely be banned in China, but now it is hanging on the wall of Old Man Song, carefully protected, and it can be seen that it is worth a lot.
"This painting was a famous painting that my grandfather and Grandpa Song competed to auction at that time, and the price at that time was 12 million pounds. It's worth at least three or four times as much now! I always feel like hanging in this living room. It's very strange!" he looked at the hanging painting with a very strange gaze, and then at the wall next to it, which was painted with a large number of murals.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said: "I always feel as if the mural on the wall is more artistic, more appreciative, and more valuable than this famous painting worth 120 million pounds!
His hands clenched as he spoke, and he could see the struggle in his heart at the moment.
Si Fan smiled faintly.
"You're right! Of course, the picture scroll on this wall is more expensive than this painting! Aren't you familiar with the painting on the dome? Don't you look at the sculpture on the opposite side?" Si Fan reminded.
Saying this, Bao Yuanming on the other side was suddenly surprised!
"Yes, I said how familiar it looked! The painting on this wall looked like the large fresco in the Sistine Chapel in Rome, it seemed to be called the Last Judgment! Even the stripes on the dome make people feel perfect, because this painting can cover the best parts of the whole living room, and the rest can no longer be seen!
It was only when he watched, when Donna was attracted by the sound of talking and came to the living room again, when Old Man Song and the others slowly walked into the living room, at this time they were attracted by Bao Yuanming's words.
The murals in this room are greasy?
This was their first knee-jerk reaction, and then they began to look at the paintings on the wall, and when they saw it for the first time, there was only one word!
Amazing! The bright characters in it also have key numbers!
Because this mural is simply amazing. The mural depicts the story of Jesus, who rose from his death for three days and ascended to heaven, and then judged the ghosts of earthly beings on the throne of heaven.
There are two hundred and fifty figures in the painting, all naked, without exception. The Savior Jesus and the Virgin Mary, who snuggled up beside him, were naked!
As for the more than 200 naked "sinners" of men, women, and children awaiting trial, they are even more bizarre and distorted. Regardless of the standing, squatting, lying, or kneeling, they all seem to be innocent, and none of them show repentance.
This scene deeply shocked everyone. It was as if this moment had entered the courtroom, as if this moment had seen the authority of Jesus!
Standing under the murals, I felt how small they were, all the characters were simply depicted vividly, and the use of pen power was fascinating!
Bao Yuanming, who has a certain artistic accomplishment and attainments in oil painting, is intoxicated and carefully looks at every detail.
"It's ...... Frescoes, huh?" he said in a trembling voice. Si Fan didn't answer, just nodded. Because the protagonist of Old Man Song is still immersed in it. He slowly walked over and wiped his hands with a handkerchief before gently touching the mural with his fingertips.
"It's a pity to put such a painting here!" he shook his head and sighed, but more than that, he loved it!