Li Yi is like dedicating his body to the devil, and he is also fascinated by it, this pure experience is hearty, and the talent that explodes almost collapses Li Hao himself!

It's like ...... Just like my last days, in the last days of my mental illness, I created hundreds of paintings in a frenzy, and with the help of my brother Theo, the Paris Festival finally found me, and my brother wrote excitedly that my paintings could be exhibited!

But why...... I didn't have the slightest excitement......

Thank you, my dear brother, for giving me bread, cheese and love, for secretly helping me under my father's accusations, for comforting me after I was frustrated again and again, for taking on the responsibilities of the family and carrying the things that I have never been able to face in reality!

Although you can't understand it yet, my paintings have transcended everything and stand alone outside of time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But...... I have too many paintings...... And I simply can't stop creating...... The rest of my life will be creating more, more, more...... Whether it's a starry sky or a sunflower, I can draw countless versions......

My dear brother, you have given me so much that you have even delayed your marriage.

Now, it's time for me to repay you.

The mental torture has long since made me unable to distinguish between day and night, please allow me to put my whole life into these hundreds of paintings, enough is enough, and any more is worthless.

We live in an extremely bad, paralyzed art world, where exhibitions, galleries, everything is in the hands of people who have money in their hands, and don't think for a moment that this is my imagination, it's always after the painter's death that people are willing to pay a lot of money for his work, they always look down on the living painters, they foolishly defend themselves by favoring the works of those who have passed away!

If there is no more something infinite, profound, real in life, I will no longer be attached to the world!

My death is the best gift in the world, my brother!

Goodbye, Theo, goodbye, lovers I will never be able to reach.

Boom!

Li Yan threw down the pen, kicked over the drawing table, and turned back suddenly.

"That's it. ”

I can't draw anymore, I'm going to go crazy if I keep doing this!

You are completely wrong about Afan, your death is always the most fatal blow to your loved ones, which cannot be compensated for by no amount of money. Your brother suffered a nervous breakdown from grief shortly after your death and eventually died of a severe mental illness and snuggled up to that tomb with you forever!

So it's really cool...... The ...... who really became super-rich

It's your brother and sister!!

[Van Gogh: ......]

[Stew Lee: Big brother let me be quiet for a while, there is still more time, and I will fulfill your wishes. 】

[Van Gogh: Still, White...... I want to be with her at the last time. 】

[Stewed Lee: Okay, let me take care of the matter in front of me first!]

Sha Qianjun, who had never moved, could finally rush over angrily at this time: "Why is it only more than twenty minutes!!

When he rushed to the drawing board and saw himself, his eyes widened visibly, and suddenly, it was as if he was choked by the devil!

Not at all, not at all, not a classic, it's post-impressionism!

The guy in the painting is not his own body, but his own soul!

The old soul squirmed viscously, not knowing where to go, and kept wriggling like this......

The bigwigs couldn't help but come forward, and they could finally communicate unscrupulously!

"It's moving, it's really moving, dizzy!"

"I can feel what it's saying! But I can't put it into words!"

"Many people can draw 'space' like Picasso, but no one can draw 'time' like Van Gogh!"

"The previous paintings consisted of countless perfect details that made up a beautiful whole...... And in this one, every detail is chaotic, but when they are combined, it is so highly unified!"

"After the perfect foundation and technique, I saw a unique and hideous soul!"

Honoré had already held Sha Qianjun's hands: "It's not worth it! I don't care if you're hyping it or not, because this is the only work here that deserves to be hyped!"

Sha Qianjun still looked at the painting intently: "This has long exceeded my expectations......

The silver-haired woman had already grabbed Li Yan before everyone else: "Can we talk in English?"

"Of course, any language will do. ”

"Excuse me...... Have you ever studied abroad?"

"No, I'm just a low-key genius. ”

“…… But what you're doing isn't low-key at all. ”

"To be low-key doesn't mean to swallow your anger, ma'am. Li Yiyao pointed to Lu Mang, who came again with the flow of people, and said, "They want to threaten me by restricting admission and deprive me of the value of my talent, and I need to resist as much as I can." ”

"I can't understand this at all!" the man on the back squeezed up, "Your painting can shock the whole exhibition, why not? It's a win-win!"

"Restricted by local rules. ”

"What kind of bullshit rule is this?"

"So I'm going to break it. Li Yan said and brought Sha Qianjun, "With Teacher Sha." ”

"Understood, I support this!" The man on the back took a step forward, stood beside Li Yan, raised his hand at the reporters and said, "Take pictures, I'll stand here!"

"Despicable Italians!" the silver-haired woman also hurriedly stepped forward and stood beside a few people, "The Royal Academy of Art is also standing here!"

Honoré stepped forward after him: "What should I stand for...... The Louvre? I'll represent myself. ”

The three biggest bosses said that the rest of them could not miss this feast without any surprise, and they saw the birth of the god with their own eyes.

"Sotheby's Xianggang, this is my business card. ”

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Li, and I'm a full-time critic for art-forum. ”

"The Museum of Modern Art in New York is planning next year's exhibition, are you interested, Mr. Li?"

The bigwigs instantly united the front and took a photo with Li Yi and Sha Qianjun, of course, the real protagonist is this magical painting that has not yet been named, and it is a great honor for everyone to be able to join this group photo.

Of course, the reporters also recorded this wonderful moment with ease and pleasure.

Lu Mang finally squeezed through the crowd and came forward, panting and holding his knees and saying, "I just asked, we have temporarily arranged a booth, please move......

The man on the back smiled at Li Yi and said, "You seem to have won!"

"No, it's just the beginning. Li Xuan stepped forward and said, "The situation has changed, please pay me a check for one million as the display fee of the work." ”