"Ahh

As soon as he entered, Fang Ming couldn't help but scream. There doesn't seem to be anything special from the outside of this studio, and even the door is one size smaller than others, but when you walk in, you realize that it is something else.

Big!

This was Fang Ming's first impression, in front of him was a large space of four or five hundred square meters, all of which were opened except for the pillars, and there were some sofas in the center of this huge space, and in addition, the walls on all four sides were hung with oil paintings of all sizes, and then there were some half-height shelves, on which were placed all kinds of sculptures.

"This ......"

Fang Ming shook his head, he didn't know what to say, it turned out that he thought that his store was already big, but now it seems that he really "hasn't seen a big snake".

"This is only the first floor, Ning Yuan's studio also has a basement of the same size, which is her studio, and there are two floors above."

"This ......"

Fang Ming really didn't know what to say except for repeating his surprise.

One basement floor, plus two more floors above? Such a place is exaggerated enough.

"Didn't expect that, did you? These are all properties that she bought by herself through painting, not rented, is there any interest? Let me introduce you to her, she's a rich woman. ”

"This @ one @ this @ read - novel xstxt ...... Or don't you? I have no interest in rich women. ”

Fang Ming shuddered fiercely. Rich? There are two key points in this word, one is rich, of course, it means rich, and the second is mother-in-law, people who can afford this word will not be too young, Fang Ming has no intention of selling his young body.

Zheng Ru smiled, didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward, but Fang Ming didn't want to leave, and said, "I'll take a look here." ”

Of course, the purpose of Fang Ming's coming here is to study the oil paintings and sculptures here, and now that he sees so many oil paintings and sculptures in front of him, where can he still walk?

"We're here, we have to meet our master."

"Don't you need it? I see that there are a lot of beautiful women here, I can just chat with them and ask for advice, you can do whatever you want. ”

The exhibition hall in front of him should be the exhibition hall of Ning Yuan's studio that Zheng Ru said, and there are many beautiful women in black professional clothes scattered around, who are introducing various situations to the people who come to visit, Fang Ming naturally would rather talk to these beauties than go to see the rich woman Ning Yuan.

"If you go, follow along, where is there so much nonsense?"

Zheng Ru didn't care so much, as soon as she pulled the top and walked inside. In this way, Fang Ming had no choice but to follow her inside.

There was a staircase in the southwest corner of the huge exhibition hall, up and down, respectively, and Zheng Ru took Fang Ming down to it.

"Rub!"

As soon as Fang Ming walked down, he couldn't help but burst out in his heart.

As Zheng Ru just said, the entire basement is also four or five hundred square meters large, and in such a huge space, the central place is also vacant, and there are sofas and other things that can be rested, and around the sofas are huge or small easels, on which are placed paintings that have just begun, semi-finished or are about to be completed.

Everything in front of him was not much different from what he had seen at Zheng Ru's house last night, but the scale was much larger—magnified countless times.

Fang Ming shook his head gently, it was really a rich man, it was really a rich man, even if it was a place to paint, it was so big, Zheng Ru's was already extravagant enough, but this one in front of him was really extravagant.

"Ning Yuan!"

There was no one in the entire basement, and quietly, Zheng Ru's shouting suddenly caused an echo.

Fang Ming was taken aback and said, "Sister Ru, what are you doing here?" ”

Zheng Ru said with a natural face: "Looking for someone, don't worry, Ning Yuan, she must be here, if she is painting, then I can't wake her up no matter how loud she is, after she indulges in it, unless she finishes the work, or she won't care if the sky falls." ”

"Oh, I see."

Fang Ming nodded, thinking that he was a madman, but it was not strange to think about it, if he wasn't a madman, he wouldn't have been able to own such a big place, with the land price of every inch of land in Ningdong City, it would not be a simple person to be able to buy such a big property through painting. It is impossible for a person to succeed in a certain area without being crazy and obsessed.

"Let's go, she should be drawing somewhere, let's go in and find her."

After pausing for a while, and finding that there was no response, Zheng Ru shook his head, Ning Yuan soaked here all day and didn't go out, and now that he didn't respond, he must have entered a crazy painting state again.

The basement was full of easels, and the placement of these easels was obviously chaotic, Fang Ming found that he seemed to be walking through a "primeval forest", but he still found that there was no way forward, and was forced to retreat to find another place.

Going around, Fang Ming found that he seemed to be lost, and at this time, Zheng Ru, who was walking in front, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I finally found it." ”

Fang Ming looked forward and found that in front of him was an easel that was at least three meters high, with a huge canvas crumbling tightly on the easel, and next to it was a ladder, and there was a person standing on it, holding a huge palette full of paints in his left hand, and holding a huge paintbrush in his right hand.

"This is Ning Yuan?"

Fang Ming looked at it for a moment, because the other party had his back to him, and he was wearing loose jeans, but he couldn't tell how old he was or what he looked like.

"Yes, that's her."

Zheng Ru spread her hands for a moment, and then continued: "It seems that she has really entered a crazy state, and she will not be able to take care of us for a while." ”

Fang Ming was dumbfounded when he heard this, and said, "That...... What do we do now? ”

"We can only wait for her to finish this painting or to finish it, and if we insist on waking her up now, she will smash the palette on our heads."

Fang Ming glanced at the huge palette that Ning Yuan held in his hand, imagined the tragic end when he was slapped in the head, shook his head fiercely, and said, "Forget it, I think we better wait a while." ”

"Okay, then wait a minute, you can take a look, I'll go take a nap, I slept late last night, and I woke up early this morning, I'm a little sleepy."

Zheng Ru knew Ning Yuan's character better, and knew that he would definitely not be able to disturb him at this time, otherwise he would have to face Ning Yuan's anger even if he was himself.

"Huh?"

Looking at Zheng Ru, who threw himself down and turned to leave after finishing speaking, Fang Ming was dumbfounded, thinking to himself what was going on. However, Zheng Ru has "disappeared" into thousands of easels, and he can't find it for a while.

After looking around, my heart immediately became happy again, the purpose of my coming here today is to study under what circumstances the ability of the right-handed Pixiu can work, and now there are oil paintings everywhere, isn't it just right for me?

At that time, Fang Ming was not depressed, and turned around to admire the oil paintings around him.

I have to say that even with the eyes of a layman like Fang Ming, he can see that the paintings in front of him are much better than what he saw in Zheng Ru last night, and from this, it can be seen that Ning Yuan's level is much higher than Zheng Ru.

One after another, Fang Ming didn't know how much he had seen or how long he had been watching, and finally his eyes lit up, and he found the oil painting he was looking for:

Half a meter in front of me stands a one-man tall shelf, on which is a picture, on which the oil painting is only half completed, the important thing is that the oil paint on the oil painting has not yet dried and remains in a semi-wet state.

"Hey! Finally found it. ”

Fang Ming looked at it, where could he still bear it? Walking up quickly, he stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the oil painting.

As expected, as soon as Fang Ming's right hand came into contact with the paint on the oil painting, Pixiu on the back of his right hand immediately appeared.

"1 million?"

Fang Ming was taken aback, he didn't expect that the unfinished oil painting in front of him was worth so much money!

"Heh, no wonder Ning Wan was able to buy such a big place here."

The painting in front of me alone is already worth 1 million, and how much is the oil painting on the easel full of places in the entire basement worth? Fang Ming remembered that when he came in, he saw the thick door on the stairs, it was estimated that it should be used to prevent theft, it was not surprising at all, these paintings here were worth tens of millions of dollars, and they couldn't run away, so what if they didn't make it stronger, what if someone came in and stole it?

"Is it really because it's wet?"

Fang Ming walked over to another oil painting next to him and gently pressed his hand on it. stared at the back of his right hand and waited for more than ten minutes, and Fang Ming didn't see Pixiu.

"Alas!"

Fang Ming withdrew his hand, the two paintings in front of him were unfinished and semi-wet, as soon as his right hand was pressed, Pixiu immediately appeared, and his hand, which had been finished and dried, did not respond no matter how hard he pressed it.

No, try again!

Fang Ming stood stupidly for a while, and decided to test it again!

After more than an hour, he shook his right hand, which was already a little sore, and Fang Ming finally gave up.

"Chicken ribs! It seems that Pixiu really doesn't have much to do with these foreign oil paintings and sculptures, is it also unadaptable? ”

The ability to only react to wet oil paintings is of little use in practice.

"Fang Ming, come, this is my good sister, Ning Yuan, introduce you to each other."

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and then the familiar voice of Zheng Ru when he spoke.