"Augustin, is Angelo already in?"

The girl just walked into the RV and threw off her high heels.

Regardless of whether anyone was still in the car, they all stripped naked and changed into black tights, and they didn't even wear underwear.

Then I put on a set of clothes outside, looked in the mirror to arrange my hair, made sure that it didn't look out from the outside, and started to touch up my makeup.

"Got in, put things in the kitchen, and got the map for the Tate Modern?"

The man named Augustine turned on the lamp, took the security guard's ID and put it on the alcohol lamp to burn, waited for the plastic sleeve to heat up, cut it with a knife, quickly replaced the photo with his own, and pressed it hard.

Facing the lamp, he repeatedly confirmed that there was no problem, and began to take off his clothes and change into the bodyguard's work clothes.

"Let's go! Hannah, it's time! Damn! Don't put on makeup!"

"It's all right away, the map is all in my head, and I'm sure I'll be able to make it today......"

Han Xuan stopped and bought a camera to shoot around.

Anya likes to be his model, and sometimes she pulls Han Xuan with her and asks Mr. Anthony to help shoot it.

He had a good time for half a day, like a vacation, raised his camera and squinted: "Okay." ”

"And me!"

"I want it too!"

William and Harry hurriedly raised their hands and came to their side to take a group photo.

Han Xuan fully realized the horror of children, and always felt that Princess Diana, who was following on the side of the road, wanted to be lazy, so he threw these two big troubles to himself.

You have to buy everything you see, you have to eat everything you see, horse-drawn carriages, bands, and itinerant entertainers can all attract their attention.

Take something at the stall and run, stay with Han Xuan to pay, eat something and taste it, and take it if it's delicious. If it doesn't taste good, return it to the seller.

Staring at the backs of the two brothers, Han Xuan swore in his heart that he would never see them again

The Tate Modern, a former power plant, comes into view.

It has a tall chimney with a brown exterior and a large footprint. Look at the base of the sculpture in the square that says Built in 1993, and the giant balloon pulls up a banner with the first anniversary written on it.

Photographs of Madame Cecilia sit side by side with Leonardo da Vinci, Picasso, Rothko, the Pre-Raphaelites, and Tanner, and it seems that her fame has been growing lately.

To be able to exhibit at an art gallery's anniversary celebration, and not in the United States, is an affirmation and an honor for her.

Anya looked around, dissatisfied and muttered that she had also drawn, why didn't she put a photo. Han Xuan took a closer look and pointed to the bottom row of the exhibitor list, "Look, isn't there your name?" ”

Anya: "...... What is a children's painter. ”

There was a woman in a sweater who walked by, saw the bodyguards, looked at Han Xuan again, smiled and stretched out her hand to say hello. Seems to recognize him.

But he didn't speak, and when he raised his hand, the sleeve of his shirt was black. No one cares about that.

Like a guest who came to visit, she walked briskly inside, and a security guard found a reason to help her cut in line halfway through, and quickly went in.

The two princes have never lined up since they were born, and Han Xuan has lined up only once, during the fall physical examination of Brown University. was brought to the front of the line by a kind senior sister.

The crowd was huddled in the crowd and was particularly happy, and Anna was the only one who was distressed, hearing Prince William's remarks of enjoyment, and calling them mad by name.

It was past eleven o'clock in the afternoon. There was a thick layer of dark clouds in the sky, and no sun was shining.

Finally it was Han Xuan's turn to announce them, and the ticket inspector was stunned when he saw the faces of William and Harry.

Later, he saw Princess Diana and said respectfully: "I didn't expect you to come too, honorable princes, Your Royal Highness the Princess."

Please go this way, I believe the organizer, Mr. Baron Orwell, will be pleased. ”

"You don't need to invite him over, we just look at ...... casually"

Princess Diana didn't finish speaking, and not far away, an old man wearing a tuxedo, holding a cane in his hand, and a bearded man laughed and said, "Princess, haha!

Han Xuan quietly asked Alva's housekeeper, only to learn that he had a manor in Scotland, and he was a neighbor of the princes' grandmother's house, and he would meet him every summer, so he was more familiar.

Hearing Diana help introduce herself, Han Xuan stretched out his hand to Baron Orwell and smiled: "Hello, I'm Han, it's really nice here." ”

"I've heard your name a long time ago, I once went to the United States to do business, and I met your grandfather once at a party, but there were so many people around him that I was too embarrassed to say hello. ”

"Why, when you have time to go to the United States again, I'm sure he will be happy to see you, and this time I'm the only one who comes. ”

"Hahaha! That's great, go inside, I'll show you the exhibition. ”

Baron Orwell laughed, and when he saw that the way was blocking the door, he motioned for them to go inside.

Han Xuan found that everyone who came in needed to be screened, and there were more security guards around than other exhibitions, and cameras were installed in the corners, but he was relieved to see the names of many art masters on the posters.

The museum is well lit, and there is a cabinet covered in glass every few steps.

The British have a soft spot for porcelain, so in the last century and at the beginning of this century, they robbed many precious treasures from China, and at this moment they stood in front of two blue and white vases.

Baron Orwell skipped that history and said, "My ancestors and I loved collecting because we knew a lot of people in this area, and most of the ones on display today were seconded from other museums.

And these two bottles, named David Pair Bottles, were borrowed by me from Sir Percival-David, and he had over fifteen hundred pieces of Chinese porcelain, which was one of his favourite pieces......"

Han Xuan is not very familiar with Western cultural relics, unless it is something very famous to have an impression, Baron Orwell stands quietly on the side most of the time, and only explains when he touches valuables.

Take a look at the past.

In front of the glass wall, there is a porcelain ornament of the image of a monk, and behind it is the image of three Dunhuang murals with halos on their heads, the color has peeled off.

It was not easy to carry this thing away, so it was knocked into several pieces and brought in with the stones.

Next door to it is a copy of the "Female History Atlas", which is covered with dozens of chapters, and I don't know if the information is true or not, maybe it is Gu Kaizhi's original painting.

After walking for more than half an hour, I saw more than 30 pieces of Chinese cultural relics, all of which were fine.

Han Xuan can only sigh that there are too many traitors, otherwise they know a fart about Chinese history, how can they get good things.

Wandering around, you will come to the oil painting exhibition area, which is the most lively.

In front of each painting stands a circle of people, Monet's water lilies, Picasso's Bullfighting Series, Portrait of Dora Marr, and even Leonardo da Vinci's Woman with a Silver Mouse.

It stands to reason that the exhibit in the middle of the booth should be the most famous, but the inside of that cabinet is empty.

Finding Princess Diana's questioning eyes, Baron Orwell said with a smile: "The painting that should have been placed here, the secondment procedure is a bit troublesome, it can be sent in the afternoon, you will definitely be satisfied with it, it is a great painting."

Today is the first day of the launch, there will be a small silent auction in the afternoon, the buffet has been prepared, and no one can let anyone know that the prince is gnawing his fingers on my hungry eyes!"

Prince Harry looked left and right, and retracted his hand in a daze.

Walking towards the restaurant, a woman in a sweater took a notebook to record something, Han Xuan passed by her, remembering that she had seen her outside, because she was beautiful, she couldn't help but take a few more looks.

The other party noticed his gaze and pushed his glasses and smiled...... (To be continued.) )