"Ahem, he said, he's an abstract painter from the United States, Alan Carston, and he admires your paintings very much, full of automatism......"

The interpreter of the program group on the side quickly translated the old man's words.

However, although the other party translated it into Chinese, it still made Lin Xiao confused, such a baroque plot, what automatism, what something, if Lin Xiao could understand it, it would really be a ghost.

However, Lin Xiao understood the last sentence.

Alan Caston said that he hoped that Lin Xiao would bring this painting to this international abstract art exhibition......

Don't talk about other people, even Lin Xiao himself is dumbfounded, is this really a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, this thing is really understandable?

I think it's art, it's abstract art.

"No, I'm a little messy, director, are you sure you didn't find this person?" Lin Xiao finally couldn't help but ask on the spot.

Zhu Fang shook his head and said, "It's really not, but I didn't see it, you still understand abstract painting?"

Lin Xiao: "Abstract painting? If I understand it, I'll be ghostly." ”

"What's going on now?" Lin Xiao was a little messy.

"Such a good thing, of course, I agreed. ”

"That's it!"

"You think this old man can't be a liar, right?" Lin Xiao touched his chin and looked at the old man, with a suspicious expression.

"Probably not, liar, what's the picture? Could it be your painting?" Yu Qing on the side shook his head and said.

"Brother, it turns out that you are not fooling me, do you really understand abstract art?" Xie Xin leaned over and looked at Lin Xiaodao with a look of adoration.

"I ......" Lin Xiao wanted to say that there is a sentence about MMP that I don't know if to say or not, I know how to understand the abstract art of a ghost, but the ghost knows what this old man thinks.

In the end, although he was confused, Lin Xiao still agreed to Alan Castton, but he didn't expect that the other party would say anything to sign an agreement.

Lin Xiao immediately raised his vigilance, although he was not afraid of being deceived in front of the camera, but he still had to guard against it.

"Don't you want money, do you?" asked Lin Xiao in a blasphemous tone.

The other party seemed to understand Lin Xiao's concerns, but instead smiled and said, "Not only do you not want money, but I will also pay you an exhibition fee." ”

"Well, I don't know abstract art, it's just scribbling. Are you sure you want to?" Lin Xiao finally couldn't help but confide in the truth.

However, Alan Caston shook his head and smiled: "Because of this, this painting is more pure, if you know abstract art, maybe this painting may not be so good." ”

Well, the art world, especially abstract art, is so incomprehensible, God knows what is so good about this painting. Lin Xiao has a feeling of beeping a dog, anyway, he doesn't understand the Tao here, anyway, it's just a painting that is scribbled casually, Lin Xiao doesn't think that his painting is really comparable to the painting that fetched tens of millions of dollars according to the way of the abstract painting master in the dream.

That's complete, okay. Don't say it's now, just say it's in a dream, Lin Xiao has always thought that it was completely hyped up by others, where can that thing really be worth that price.

However, since the other party said so, what can Lin Xiao say?

"Ahem, forget about the exhibition fee or something, then, can you provide us with a few tickets for the International Abstract Art Exhibition?" Lin Xiao asked with some shame.

"Absolutely. Alan Caston nodded.

"Director, are we finishing the task?" Lin Xiao turned his head and asked director Zhu Fangdao.

"Yes, of course! You've done your job. To be honest, Zhu Fang didn't expect this unbelievable scene to happen.

However, Zhu Fang's mood at the moment is extremely excited, although this thing is unbelievable, but after all, it still happened, didn't it?

Thinking about it, a painting that Lin Xiao scribbled casually was able to win the favor of the master of abstract painting, yes, just now, Zhu Fang checked the identity of this Alan Carston.

The other party is really a well-known abstract artist, and he is still a very famous one.

This forced bar was too high, which made Zhu Fang feel that happiness came too quickly and too suddenly.

"Sister Over Flowers" can be described as a lot of disasters, but who would have thought that Lin Xiao would be so powerful, the magic before, the horse riding dance and space walk after that, and now even the graffiti painted casually can be recognized by the master of abstract painting, and it has to be brought to the art exhibition to be exhibited, which makes Zhu Fang feel a little unreal.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes appeared in front of Alan Cashton and pulled out a protocol.

The content of the agreement is that Lin Xiao's painting will be exhibited by Alan Carston as an agent and so on.

After figuring out that this agreement was a normal agreement, Lin Xiao signed it, but he was still a little at a loss, this is really god's nonsense.

After Alan Caston took away the graffiti painting painted by Lin Xiao that was named "Blackboard".

"I can't see it, Xiaolin, you still have this ability. Yu Qing quipped as if I had only known you today.

"It's really a man who can't be seen, and the sea is immeasurable. ”

"Great painter, tell me, what kind of doorways are there in that painting?" asked Wang Xuemei with a curious expression.

"Sister Xuemei, Sister Yu Qing, Sister Fei'er, I really don't understand, it's completely a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, how do I know that the great painter will actually look at that painting. Lin Xiao waved his hand.

"No, if you don't understand, how would you have thought that it was drawn on Xiaoxin's shoulder?" asked Concubine Chu with a suspicious expression.

"That's because I think those artists are always going to do things that are out of the ordinary, so I just think of one of them, I want to put on a style, who would have thought that it would be like this. I'm wondering too. Lin Xiao shook his head and said.

"Brother, I have something I want to say to you. Xie Xin said suddenly.

Say. ”

"Don't pretend to be forced, pretend to be forced to be struck by lightning......" Xie Xin said something that made Lin Xiao almost run away.

When Xu Shiyun and Li Zhaojun came back, they listened to everyone talk about the unbelievable and bizarre things that happened before.

As a result, Li Zhaojun was okay, but he was stunned, but Xu Shiyun's eyes when she looked at Lin Xiao were inexplicable.

In fact, Xu Shiyun's curiosity about Lin Xiao is getting heavier and heavier at this moment, before Lin Xiao was able to take out that kind of magical potion, and now he can even paint a random painting to get the appreciation of international abstract painting masters, how many secrets does he have?

Especially when Xu Shiyun and Zhou Ya were on the phone before, the scar on Zhou Ya's face that made plastic surgeons helpless turned out to be better.

Although Zhou Ya didn't say in detail whether it was good or not, but others didn't know, could Xu Shiyun still know? It must be Lin Xiao.

Xu Shiyun became more and more curious about Lin Xiao, this man has too many unpredictable things on his body.