"Do you have a ticket?" I buy as much as I want. ”

Gu Yue'er was extremely enthusiastic about Su Lin who suddenly appeared in front of her. Especially Su Lin's appearance of wearing a mask and a hat. Not only did Gu Yue'er not feel that he was a bad person, but he felt that Su Lin must be a senior scalper.

"I'm sorry. Miss, I'm not a scalper. I won't sell scalper tickets, but I do have a ticket in my hand, and I don't think you can get in. Therefore, for the sake of the same Chinese people, I want to give you this ticket. ”

Su Lin didn't beat around the bush, and directly said his intentions simply and clearly.

"You have a ticket? He also said that he was not a scalper, so you can say how much it is! I'm not short of money, 20,000 euros will do? The price of this ticket, at most, is 10,000 euros, can I double it for you? ”

Gu Yue'er thought that Su Lin said this on purpose and wanted to raise the ticket price. Although the level and specifications of this exhibition are relatively high, and the number of tickets is relatively small, in general, there are only 50 invitation tickets and only 1,000 visitor tickets. Moreover, these tickets are not for sale, but are only sent out by invitation from the European Oil Painting Association and its branches.

As for tickets from other sources, many are transferable to each other. Therefore, in the black market in Paris, the ticket price of such a ticket is up to 10,000 euros. Originally, Gu Yue'er also planned to go to the black market in Paris to buy a ticket, but then she got a ticket. Gu Yue'er's ticket was given by a friend of hers, so there was no need to go to the black market.

But on the contrary, this ticket was lost by Gu Yue'er, and when I entered the venue, I couldn't find the ticket in my pocket, and it was impossible to go to the black market to buy it temporarily. Therefore, seeing that Su Lin in front of him had a ticket, Gu Yue'er simply bid twice the price of the black market. In Gu Yue'er's opinion, now that the exhibition is about to start, she is in a hurry if she has no tickets, and these scalpers should be more anxious than herself with tickets in their hands.

After all, as long as this ticket is past the time of the exhibition, it will not be of any use. If the scalper does not sell the ticket before the exhibition starts, it will be a piece of waste paper afterwards, and it is too hard to even wipe **.

So Gu Yue'er felt that she had paid 20,000 euros, and there was no reason for the scalper in front of her to refuse to sell the ticket to herself. But when Gu Yue'er heard Su Lin's answer, she was stunned.

"I've said it all, I'm not a scalper, I don't want your money. This ticket is my own, and I gave it to you because you are from Huaxia. ”

Su Lin shook his head helplessly, took out his "invitation ticket" from his pocket, handed it to Gu Yue'er and said.

"Your own ticket? That...... You're also here to see an oil painting exhibition? After you give me your ticket, what will you do? ”

Only then did Gu Yue'er understand that Su Lin was not a scalper, but a living Lei Feng who came to deliver tickets to herself! As a result, Gu Yue'er didn't look at the ticket handed over by Su Lin, but she knew that this was the ticket for this exhibition, and the material and pattern were similar to her own.

"I have my own way to get in, you take the ticket, hurry up and get in! After a while, the exhibition began. ”

Su Lin looked at Gu Yue'er again, then pressed his hat, and planned to leave to find a corner where no one was, pause for a moment and sneak into the exhibition center.

"That'...... Thank you. My name is Gu Yue'er, what's your name? I...... Let's leave it to our friends! ”

Looking at Su Lin, who was almost fully armed in front of him, only two eyes appeared on his face, Gu Yue'er wanted to make friends with someone for the first time so actively, and stretched out her hand to Su Lin and said.

"I ...... My name is ......" Su Lin originally wanted to use his English name Sunny, but then he thought about it, after a while, Gu Yue'er would definitely know Sunny's reputation when he entered the exhibition hall, so he hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't thank me, my name is Lei Feng, hehe!" ”

After saying this, Su Lin slipped with oil on the soles of his feet, found a place where no one was, paused time, and slipped into the venue.

"Hey! I said you're ......."

Before he could finish his words, Su Lin slipped away, and Gu Yue'er was even more surprised by this mysterious person who suddenly appeared.

"What a weirdo, I thought it was a scalper! It turned out to be a 'Lei Feng'......"

Holding the ticket, Gu Yue'er was very happy in her heart. After all, losing a ticket is an unlucky thing, but how can you not be happy when you can meet a well-wisher who gives you a ticket?

It has been more than two years since Gu Yue'er graduated from the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and she also has a little reputation in the domestic and international art circles. However, her qualifications are still too shallow, especially her experience and comprehension of the spirit of painting are relatively shallow. She has carefully studied the works of those masters, and knows deeply that the art form and standard of the painting are important, but what is more important is the spirit and soul of the painting.

A soulless portrait, no matter how well it is painted, will not be more accurate than a photograph. The charm of the characters, the embodiment of spirit, as well as the artist's own meaning and life sustenance, are all incomparable to photos. Gu Yue'er, who realized this, completely settled down and prepared to travel in Europe and even around the world to learn to paint.

This time, she heard that there was such a high-level art exhibition in Paris, so she came here to study. Gu Yue'er always felt that she was only one layer of window paper away from penetrating the soul of the painting, but she had not comprehended it for a long time, so her current paintings were all in vain, and it was often difficult to paint the feeling she wanted in her heart.

"I hope that the exhibition on this floor can make me break through."

Taking the ticket given by Su Lin, Gu Yue'er arrived at the ticket gate, handed the ticket to the doorman who refused to let her in before, and said, "Now that the ticket has been found, can I go in?" ”

"Yes...... This...... This is an invitation ticket, the No. 3 invitation ticket! Expensive...... VIP...... Please...... Come in! ”

It was a brown-haired Frenchman who checked the ticket, and when he saw the ticket handed over by Gu Yue'er, he stood up and said to Gu Yue'er very respectfully.

"Huh? This one...... Why is this doorman's expression so wrong? When others take the ticket in, I don't see him so respectful! Also, what did he mean by invitation ticket? Could it be that there is a problem with my ticket? ”

Gu Yue'er picked up the ticket in her hand and took a look at it, and sure enough, she found a difference, although this ticket and her original ticket were almost the same in terms of pattern and material. But the ticket in my hand is not printed with a "visit ticket", but an "invitation ticket", and it is followed by an Arabic numeral 3.

"Invitation ticket? What does this mean? Could it be that the ticket that person gave me was fake? Aren't all the tickets you have? Where did I get an invitation ticket? Still have numbers at the back? This can't be a fake ticket, right? ”

Gu Yue'er saw that the tickets in the hands of the visitors before and after her were all tickets, so she thought suspiciously, but after thinking about it, it was not right, if it was a fake ticket, it would be impossible for this doorman to let him in at all, and he looked respectful.

"So, the ticket that the person just gave me was not only real, but ...... It seems to be a special ticket! ”

When she was in China, Gu Yue'er also often went in and out of various high-end exhibitions and auctions, and knew that some places had different tickets, similar to VIP tickets, which were specifically different from ordinary tickets. It's just that Gu Yue'er didn't expect that this exhibition in Paris would have similar VIP tickets.

I looked at the ticket in my hand again, "invitation ticket" and the number is 3 at the back, so I think about it, this ticket is very precious. For those who have this ticket, I'm afraid the identity will not be simple.

"Who the hell is that person?"

Because of this ticket, Gu Yue'er remembered the "Lei Feng" who gave her this ticket.

At the entrance of the exhibition, the doorman who had just finished inspecting Gu Yue'er's ticket immediately took the walkie-talkie and said, "There was a girl with a Chinese face just now, and she came in with the invitation ticket No. 3." It should be that Sunny. ”

Receiving the message at the door, Marshall, president of the European Oil Painting Association who was in the exhibition, came to his senses and walked briskly towards the entrance. Sure enough, it was an oriental girl with a Chinese face who walked in. Marshall couldn't have imagined that this genius would come home and Sunny would be such a beautiful and young girl.

"Welcome, distinguished guests from Huaxia Kingdom, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

In Gu Yue'er's mind, she was still thinking about the "Lei Feng" who gave her a ticket, but a white-bearded old man walked up to her. At first, Gu Yue'er thought that it was the ** old man from the West who came to talk, but when she raised her head and looked at the person who came carefully, she was taken aback.

"Horse ...... Master Marshall? ”

Gu Yue'er, who is well versed in various big names in the oil painting world, how could she not know Marshall in front of her, this genius from Italy has returned home, and is also the most famous painter still alive, many of his paintings have won numerous awards, and have been rushed to collect by countless collectors, and he is also the president of the European Oil Painting Association.

However, now that such a famous master of the world's oil painters is warmly welcoming him, how can Gu Yue'er not be flattered. Like Qin Li, not long ago, Gu Yue'er also tried to send her paintings to the European Oil Painting Association, but she was also not qualified to join the association and was beaten back.

And now, in Gu Yue'er's opinion, Marshall, who has been standing at the top of the world's oil paintings, is walking towards him as if he saw an old friend, and Gu Yue'er really suspects that he is dreaming.

"You...... Are you calling me? ”

Gu Yue'er looked around her in flattery, there was no one else, there was no doubt that this Marshall was coming for her. (To be continued.) )