00180 Bronze Age

"Forget it, I'm not going. After you passed, you took care of Zhang Bi a little, thank you. ”

Wang Ding still refused Sally's invitation, and Wang Ding was still a little disappointed in his heart after the failure of the cooperation just now. And he has to adjust his mind when he goes back now.

Because of what happened just now, Sally didn't want to persuade Wang Ding to do anything, so she simply went to the party by herself.

Back at the Frankfurt Hotel, Wang Ding took a simple shower and went to bed.

Lying on the bed, Wang Ding was reminiscing about what happened in Sean James's basement.

Obviously, Sean's initial assertion that the oracle bone tablets were used to study Chinese characters years later was purely his words, and it should be that these oracle bone tablets had a special meaning for him personally.

You must know that the Dunhuang suicide note is more valuable than this oracle bone inscription, and since Sean can agree to exchange the Dunhuang suicide note for himself, it is impossible to hold on to the oracle bone inscription.

Wang Ding can't let go of the Dunhuang suicide note, and he can't give up this oracle bone film, so he must find a way to know the meaning of this oracle bone film for Sean James.

I'm afraid I won't know this by myself, or I can ask Sally to help me ask Essaeva about it, because Essawar is definitely the one who knows.

Thinking of this, Wang Ding suddenly became enlightened, and at the moment when his expression was relaxed, Wang Ding felt a little sleepy on the soft bed.

……

Knock knock, I don't know who knocked on Wang Ding's door again, this continuous and uninterrupted knocking finally woke up the sleeping Wang Ding, and when he opened his eyes, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening.

Wang Ding's sleep was indeed a little heavy, and after opening the door. The one who knocked on the door was a little waitress in Frankfurt. The waiter doesn't do anything else. It is to deliver dinner, because the hotel has a record of the entry and exit of the guests, and the hotel in the room will automatically deliver the food to the door, this waitress is the last time to deliver the meal, in order to complete the task, so directly hit the door.

"Sir, this is your dinner, I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

The French chick said. Wang Ding really felt hungry. "Okay, thank you." After Wang Ding thanked him, the French girl twisted her hips and left.

And Wang Ding went out and knocked on Zhang Bi's room, it was past ten o'clock, Wang Ding guessed that Zhang Bi should come back, but there was no sound in Zhang Bi's room.

Because when they came to Paris, Wang Ding and Zhang Bi changed their calling cards here, and Wang Ding dialed Zhang Bi's number, only to hear the lively noise on the other side of the phone.

"Wang Ding, I was so happy for a while that I forgot to call you, I may have to play for a while. It's really interesting. ”

"Oh, is Sally with you?"

"How. Are you looking for her? Zhang Bi was a little lost.

"No, I mean I'll rest assured that she's here, you're a girl, it's so late..." Wang Ding felt that Zhang Bi might think more if she continued to talk about it and shut up in time, but Zhang Bi still heard some information.

"Are you concerned about me?"

"Ah, aren't these all in a foreign country, I said you better come back early."

"Okay, I know it's over, it's almost over, right?" Zhang Bi said this, and he could only hear those French young people next to him shouting, "nonono"

"Hehe, they say it's not over yet. It's okay, you can rest first, I haven't been so crazy in a long time. At home, basically everyone can't be so crazy, and we are not crazy when we come to foreign countries? Isn't it too tiring to live? ”

Zhang Bi hung up the phone after speaking, and Zhang Bi's last words really infected Wang Ding, Paris, he is a romantic capital, or when you come here, you should enjoy the romance of this city, you are always so tense and restrained, so even when you arrive in this romantic capital, there is no romantic mood at all.

…….

On Wednesday, the third day of their trip to Paris, when Wang Ding and Zhang Bi arrived at the Louvre, Rembrandt, the Druid and Sally were already waiting in the Louvre's Academic Exchange Hall.

Because I admired the Sculpture Museum and the Asian Art Museum on Monday, the main focus is on the study of sculpture, and the course arranged by the Louvre for Wang Ding and Zhang Bi today is to learn sculpture.

Sculpture is not a simple science, and the average sculptor must have a little bit of painting skills, but relative to the urgency of time, the Louvre did not complete the learning by the two of them, but jumped.

When the druid saw Wang Ding again, he no longer despised him so much, the last time Wang Ding's small universe exploded, he wanted the druid to know that this Chinese is not easy to mess with, on the surface it looks like a poor boy, but who knows that he is not China's Li Ka-shing?

The relationship between Rembrandt and Zhang Bi was much better because of yesterday's youth party, the two of them looked at me from time to time, I looked at you, and Wang Ding, who was standing in the middle, became like air.

Sally's eyes were very sharp, and when she saw that Wang Ding was a little embarrassed, she walked over and pulled Wang Ding out of the queue.

"Wang Ding, who is our sculpture teacher today?"

Sally asked Wang Ding to answer the smart question, so this action was not abrupt, where would Wang Ding know who the teacher was and said casually, "It won't be the curator Mr. Brewer, right?" ”

"No, how could it be him, he's not very proficient in sculpture."

"Then I don't know what to do."

"Hehe," Sally said with a coquettish smile and a look in her eyes, "a very famous sculptor... His name is Luo... Dan..."

"What, Rodin?" Wang Ding knows Rodin, he is the most famous sculptor in France, and he has worked hard all his life, but..."No, hasn't Master Rodin already left?" ”

Sally heard Wang Ding know Master Rodin, withdrew her upturned mouth, and said seriously, "I haven't finished speaking, Master Rodin has indeed passed away, but what I'm talking about today is our master sculptor Rodin... Albeni, a great-apprentice, who came to be our teacher. ”

"Albeni?"

Wang Ding always felt that this name was so familiar, and in the field of sculpture art, this Albeni should also be famous, but Wang Ding couldn't remember what works he had created.

"Albeni is very similar to Master Rodin, they are very brave and dare to break through, just as Master Rodin broke through the shackles of the official school at that time, Albeni is good at absorbing all the fine traditions, abandoning the habitual thinking of sculpture, he has a very deep understanding of the beautiful vivid and contrasting techniques of ancient Greek sculpture, and learned the style of Master Rodin. He is a rare master in the history of modern sculpture. ”

Sally said, and Rembrandt added. "However, Master Albeni is a bit of a strange person, and when studying with him, you must break your habitual thinking, and you must not be without ideas. Also, he speaks very harshly, but he is not aimed at people, so you must bear with it for a while. ”

"We're fine." Zhang Bi nodded, and Wang Ding also said that there was no problem.

The five people waited in the communication room, and the time passed minute by minute, and after waiting for about twenty minutes, a middle-aged French man appeared in front of the five people.

The Frenchman was a little unkempt, with a scruffy beard, a dense beard on his cheeks, and lifeless eyes, not like the temperament of a psychic artist, but like a stagnant water. The figure is slightly blessed, and the complexion is not that snow-white, with a little yellowish.

The clothes are covered with gypsum powder, and there are oil paint splashes on the trouser legs, and the whole person is sloppy, not like a master, but like a garbage collector.

Albeni yawned lazily, approached Wang Ding and Zhang Bi step by step, and looked at the two Chinese in front of him.

"You two are Chinese students?"

Albeni could speak Chinese, and Wang Ding was indeed overjoyed. But when he smiled, Albeni was stunned, "Why don't you answer my question?" ”

"Yes, yes, we are Chinese." Zhang Bi hurriedly replied.

"So you're not?"

"I am."

"It's to answer me if you're not happy. Out of the way, disobedient students are not welcome in my classroom. Out of the clouds. Albeni said that his personality was grotesque, but where did Wang Ding think that it would be so weird, and he didn't know what to do, so he angered him.

Wang Ding was embarrassed, and he really didn't know what to do in the next second. Seeing that Albeni was about to drive Wang Ding out of the city, the druid was still a little gloating.

Or Sally is more able to resolve the conflict, seeing that Albeni wants Wang Ding to go out, Sally smiled, "Teacher Albeni, we all know your teaching style, but where can students who come from China get used to it so quickly, can the teacher treat guests from afar to give him one more chance, I believe he will be active in answering questions next." In addition, he is a very good student, don't you want to see what he is capable of? ”

Sally said sweetly, although Albeni does not eat this set, but Sally's words still have a little truth, after all, Wang Ding is Chinese, how to give a little chance.

"Okay, then you just stand here and listen to my lecture, until I think when you answer the questions positively and show your skills, I will ask you to sit down, do you have any opinions?"

Albeni's speaking temperament is different from that of ordinary people, Wang Ding can guess that this is indeed a capable and high-level master, since it is a master lecture hall, why not stand.

Wang Ding immediately said, "No opinion." ”

"Okay." Albeni nodded in satisfaction, and the next second beckoned his assistant to come over, and after a few words in his ear, Albeni's assistant went down.

In a few moments, the assistant and a few fellows brought in a sculpture made of bronze.

The statue is of a naked man, holding a stick in his left hand, walking forward, and as he walked, he was suddenly stunned by something in front of him, and then stopped his steps and looked up, while his right hand was pulling his hair, which was very innocent and natural. For a moment, in that instant, he showed human apprehension, shyness, and awe. (To be continued......)

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