"They promised?" said Bonoir's small bulb eyes, which were about to fall out of the two card slots above his face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because Lin Haven has recently lingered in the restoration center of the Musée d'Orsay, so his friendship with Bonois is getting better and better, Chang Shuo is busy after all, in addition to Gao Mei's course, he also needs to provide paintings to the Bro Gallery, 3 to 4 paintings a year, for Chang Shuo, it is not a particularly easy task to complete, painting this kind of layer-by-layer classicism technique, and there is no Lin Haven's suspension ball and bubble plug-in, although he paints two or three at the same time, but a year full horsepower is about 10 paintings- And that's when he spends all his time. In fact, he had a lot of social activities to fly between Europe and China, so in fact, a very important part of Geev Barrow's life was to urge Chang Shuo to paint.

In the face of Bonois's surprise, Lin Haiwen was indifferent: "I came to visit them so sincerely and asked for their consent, of course they could see my sincerity and my devotion to painting. ”

Bonois still thought it was incredible: "So you really came to the door and told me, and then they agreed to let you copy?

"Of course not, I can't do anything. Even if Horner trampled on my paintings, I could only knock out my teeth and swallow blood, and weep silently alone at night, lamenting how difficult life is-"

"Stop!" Bonois rolled his eyes: "I now know that you are a very famous Chinese writer, and I will not believe what you say." If you hadn't been pretending to be generous, Corondia wouldn't have lost such a big face. The artists here are not nosy, don't you think I don't know? Zunit, Heigel, Egger, you must have visited, right? They spoke for you at the beginning, and in the end so many artists attacked Cologdia and Horner. ”

"What a smart Erniu. ”

“……”

Erniu is the nickname given by Lin Haven to Bonnois according to the Chinese tradition, because he pestered Lin Haven to ask a lot about China, such as whether there are many people there who still wear robes and horse coats, whether there are buildings and objects that are hundreds of years and thousands of years old, and so on. A Frenchman who has never been to China is understandably curious, but the annoyed Lin Haven finally decides to give him a nickname and take a little revenge.

He has seen Bono introduce himself to Chinese tourists: "I am Bonois, and my Chinese name is Erniu. ”

"Erniu?

His French variant pronunciation, those Huaguo laughed like dogs while guessing.

Since then, he has known the name, not a good word.

"Your enthusiasm for Freud is incomprehensible, his style is so different from yours, you don't seem to appreciate this kind of expressionism. Bonoir looked strange. Lin Haven spent a lot of time in contact with Freud's work at the Restoration Center, and copied his work in many places, including their Musée d'Orsay. Now he has even found the Colondia Gallery, and although Lin Haven will not say what method he used, Erniu will not really think that Horner is a person who cares about other people's painting dreams.

Lin Haven looked at the bubble in the levitation ball, now second only to Velázquez's, that is, Freud's, the two are not even much different, but Lin Haven can feel that it is still a little bit - this is why he went to the Colondia Gallery, where the five works should be very typical, mature Fur paintings.

"I've never said I don't appreciate expressionism, I've just said that Tombberry's abstraction is worthless graffiti. ”

"Just, don't you think you're a thousand arrows now?"

Of course, Lin Haven knew that Floyd's bubble could grow so big thanks to the divine assistance of Artur's people.

"Let me bear all the contempt and hostility, arrogance and ignorance, madness and hysteria of this world, and time and history will tell. Lin Haven looked sacred.

"Do you think you're Copernicus?"

“…… Ahem, let's talk about tonight's meeting. ”

This was the reason why Bonnoir came to him, Lin Haven was in Paris, and in any case, thanks to Sotheby's auction, thanks to a pig's trotter from Horner, or thanks to the meanness of the Dutch Mean Parrot, he has always made a name for himself in the art world. Young and old Parisian artists, everyone knows that there is a young Chinese painter here, and the price is very high, and it is very tossed.

There are two categories here, those who are not used to the extreme abstractionists who are not used to the chatter of gods and gods, and the other group is naturally those who believe in Tombbury and others.

Fire and water are incompatible, but they all hold the artist's shelf, and no one is willing to show their timidity first.

That's why there is this art salon tonight.

Lin Haven, Bonnois, Artur, Bernard, and other young painters of different genres and styles, about a dozen or twenty people, gathered together.

"The exhibition space of the Champs-Élysées, you know?"

"Oh, such a high spec?"

It was the place where the world's most famous art salon, the Salon d'Art d'Automne de Paris, was held, and countless masters, including Picasso, came out of it.

"Ahem, it's a small hall in the exhibition space. ”

“…… All right. ”

"You can bring a few paintings with you, preferably in line with your style, oh, forget about "Silent Guanyin", everyone should have seen it. Also, stay safe, word has gotten out that there have been painters who have been hijacked on the way, especially those of you who have a high price. The last sentence is a little sour.

Lin Haven had heard about the robberies in Paris many times, and one of his strange things was that not everyone here seemed to have guns: "Do they all have guns? I mean the robbers." ”

"Of course not, very few people have guns," Bonois said with a scared face: "Once it comes to the robbery of guns, it's a big case." Do you think this is America?"

"Well, that's right. ”

That night, Lin Haven attended the art salon with a portrait of a human body and a painting of a church architecture completed in Changshuo's studio.

The first time Artur saw him, he opened his mouth to tease him: "It's unbelievable that there is a 'master' figure in this salon today who is enough to despise Cy Tombley. ”

Lin Haven smiled, looked around twice, and then left his gaze on a painting he brought: "Didn't you bring the author of your work? I mean your dog! Oh, I really didn't." Then I guess you must have brought sleeping pills, and you are the real creator of this thing when you are asleep?"

Sparks fly.

"It's better than your light woman, and looking at your paintings, it's better to go to the Pigalle district. ”

Pigalle, the famous Pingold Grotto in Paris.

Lin took a step back, looked Altur up and down several times, and then turned to today's organizer, curator Alexander, "Do you test participants for HIV?"

Artur was stunned for a moment, and instantly became furious, "I'm going to teach you a lesson." ”

Of course, Lin Haven didn't use his trick, because Artur was captured by Bernard, and Alexander hurried over to relieve the tension.

"Dear Bernard, please be careful, saliva and sweat are the channels of transmission. Lin Haven swished out, then looked at Artur, who was struggling more violently, and smiled happily, such a beautiful smile, just like the light flickering on the dome of the Sacré-Coeur in Paris in spring. (To be continued.) )