Decided to 'develop' a new pigment oil, Fang Yi still looked decent when he dried, although there was no great danger, it was nothing more than a problem of steaming, steaming, cooking, and cooking. However, Fang Yi was still very formal, with all kinds of goggles and masks, and almost set up a small handicraft workshop in the corner of the living room where he lived.

However, after four or five days of work, Beronica couldn't stand Fang Yi's research, the smell of the various smells emitted by those things mixed together, Fang Yi was kicked out of the house by his girlfriend. Beronica also repeatedly stated that if Fang Yi did it in the living room again, Fang Yi would be blasted out.

There was no way, Fang Yi had to ask the people in the village to help him build a small house as a small workshop for paint production at a distance of about 20 meters from the small house.

The small house is very simple, with an area of more than 60 square meters, all made of wood and tenons. The five or six workers hired were also veteran of the village, and these French peasants were quite skilled in doing this thing. The wood was also bought ready-made, and it only took three days to build a simple small house more than two meters high with wooden walls on all sides.

"Fang! Do you want to get some flooring inside? The heating and stuff have to be turned on too, winter is coming soon! A French villager with a mustache suggested to Fang Yi. Now Fang Yi's rented house and Anders's rented house are owned by this one, and he is very positive about Fang Yi's building a small house, and stating that he will give him this house for free if he moves out in the future.

There is also no way to build a house on other people's land. It is necessary to obtain the permission of others, and such an exchange is inevitable. Although these villagers are very simple, they are not sloppy when it is time to talk about money. Europeans have this virtue, and the money is soaked in their bones, which makes Fang Yi very ashamed, and he is not as generous as the villagers who used to stay in China!

"Just turn on the heating! As for the floor, don't do it, the whole cement floor, at most get a terrazzo floor, after all, you have to put some equipment and an electric grinder at that time! Fang Yi thought for a moment and crossed out the floor. How can you use the floor in a small workshop, or the hard ground is really durable.

The villager nodded when he heard this: "You are the boss, you have the final say!" Tomorrow you will be able to erect the beams. Then nail a board of wood chips on top, lay a waterproof linoleum, and then spread tiles on top of it, and if it doesn't rain, it will take up to three days of work! ”。

"Hmmm! Anyway, the forecast says there will be no rain for the next few days! Fang Yi is very satisfied with the progress. Watching his small workshop slowly take shape, I was a little happy.

Ding Ding Dong! The music of the mobile phone rang, and Fang Yi took out the mobile phone from his pocket. Look at the phone number: International! Needless to say, it was opened from the country. It's a landline, and it looks like it's calling from Mingzhu.

He shook the mobile phone in his hand at the villagers, signaled himself to answer the phone, walked to the side, and picked it up: "Hey! Who is it? ”。

"It's me!" Qugu's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Fang Yile said hehehe: "Qu Gu, why are you and Su Meng coming to Europe to hang out?" ”。

"Now I'm not a girlfriend, Su Meng is my wife! In about ten days, my wife and I will go to Paris and call you to inform you to do a good job of reception! By the way, the tour guide at the moment! In addition, Luan Xiao arrived with us! ”。

"The French embassy finally let him go?" Fang Yi listened to it twice and asked on the other end of the phone.

"Let him go. But he still has to take French lessons in France for about a year! If we hadn't waited for him, we would have left twenty days ago! Qu Gu said.

"That's it! Come on! I'm in for a reception when I get here! Fang Yi agreed: "I happened to live in the house I rented in Paris!" "The original house has three or four months to expire. Fang Yi and Beronica didn't return either, even if they returned the rent, they paid it, and they didn't come back, and they still put it away!

"It's up to you! Don't forget to pick us up when the time comes! Qu Gu said: "That's right! I haven't congratulated you yet, I heard that the art exhibition is quite good in the United States, more than 200,000 dollars! ”。

"Where, where! Small money, little money! Fang Yile is not modest, modest and modest.

"That's true! Let's not talk about it, let's meet and talk! Qu Gu laughed twice and hung up the phone.

Fang Yi just put the phone back in his pocket, and heard the phone ring again, took it out and looked, is it Nick? Gray called, and had to stop and answer the phone.

As soon as the phone rang, Nick just said hello on the other end, and before waiting for Fang Yi's greeting, he suddenly asked, "Fang!" How did you come up with the colors? ”。

Fang Yi, who heard this, was stunned for a moment, and thought for a while before replying: "According to Angel's habit!" ”。 Of course, Fang Yi understood what Nick meant by the color system, referring to the restoration color of Ingres's woman's body study.

"You've got a plan?" Fang Yi opened his mouth and asked again.

Nick immediately said: "We got a friend from the British Museum, and one of them said he had seen a copy of a work before!" The color of the artwork sent back is almost exactly the same as what you deduced! I'm curious how you come up with the ruined colors! ”。

Fang Yi took a breath here, turned his mind around and opened his mouth and said: "I look at your plan, I feel that the color is a bit too ordinary, Ingres's painting is a work at its peak, and there should be stricter requirements for color matching, so I speculate that it may be such a color!" A visceral feeling that made me come up with such a color scheme! ”。

This sentence Fang Yi is directly full of nonsense about running a train, and it is not easy to guess where it is. And Fang Yi didn't expect that there would be copying works left!

When the British man found this copy, he directly identified it as an imitation of Ingres's style, because even if he thought that it was a copy and had never seen the original work, he could not be sure that Ingres really had this work, and it was not until the French passed the painting that it was confirmed. This is a copy of the work, although the standard is average, but the color on it is not too bad.

I feel that this thing is the most unreliable. It is also the easiest to use as an excuse, and when Fang Yi said this, Nick couldn't find any reason to deny it.

Nick didn't call this to deny Fang Yi and get to the bottom of it, let alone to pull Fang Yi to dissect. This artist, who is obsessed with restoration works, has always thought that Fang Yi is a wonder material in the restoration industry, but he is not on the 'right' path! There is an inexplicable 'sense of mission' for Fang Yi, and he has always wanted to save Fang Yi from the 'wrong path'.

"How about you doing the restoration of this work? Interested? Nick heard Fang Yi's explanation. But I didn't care about this explanation and just said what I thought!

"Me?" Fang Yi asked in surprise when he heard this.

"Yes, that's right! You're going to fix it," Nick affirmed. As one of the teachers of the high-costume, and cares about Fang Yi, he naturally knows that Fang Yi is good at classicism and techniques, and it is quite reliable to make the interview teacher of the high-end dress praise the technique.

I thought about it for a moment. Fang Yi opened his mouth and agreed: "That's okay!" I'm trying to fix it! ”。 Fang Yi really couldn't bear to watch them suffer from the master's works. Naturally, I agreed.

"That's fine! Tomorrow, if you have time, you will come to the museum," Nick said to Fang Yi after listening.

The two chatted for a few words before hanging up the phone. Fang Yi naturally continued to watch the construction progress of his small workshop.

Early the next morning, Fang Yi drove to the museum, and Nick led him through the gate, and went straight to Nick's studio.

"The original damage has been cleaned up!" Standing in front of the canvas, Fang Yi saw that the original destroyed place had been cleaned up, and the foundation had been re-installed. For a skilled person in restoring, Nick didn't make a mistake doing any of these things. The foundation is very strict.

Nick said: "If it weren't for the news from the UK, it would have been repaired by now!" ”。 After speaking, he brought Fang Yi an accurate repair bar map. In the middle of the picture, the light-colored strip is the part to be repaired.

Fang Yi glanced at it, then opened his mouth and asked, "What about the colors, are they all ready!" ”。 Fang Yicai is not interested in painting any drafts or anything like that, so he has to be entangled here for at least half a month, where is this effort so wasted with Nick and others, and directly asks where the color is.

"This has been prepared for a long time," Nick pointed to a small steel-framed cart next to it, which had not only paint, but also the oil that Ingres was used to using at the time.

Fang Yi took a look at it and pushed the cart directly to the front of the work, and began to squeeze the paint on the palette, and in a few minutes, a fan-shaped color ring of six colors appeared on the palette.

Seeing Fang Yi pick up the paintbrush, Nick asked, "Just paint now?" ”。

"I've been in Ingres' works countless times, and it's okay," Fang Yi said, looking at the expression on Nick's face and comforting Nick: "I start painting from the middle, if it's not suitable, it's easy to shovel!" Do you think this will work? ”。

Nick nodded solemnly after hearing this: "Then you try it first, start from the middle, if you can't grasp it, let's draw a small draft!" ”。

Nodding, Fang Yi dipped his paintbrush in the color and began to drop the pen in the middle of the piece that had been cleaned up.

Nick looked at it worriedly for about ten minutes and then put his mind at ease, Fang Yi did not cross the line, he drew from the middle, and the brushstroke style had Angels' habits.

Nick didn't know that the current Fang Yi didn't have Angel's habits, in a sense, Fang Yi who was standing in front of the easel now was Angel!

Soon Nick noticed that Fang Yi barely paused, and the color of the brush fell on the blank space of the canvas with pure Ingres-style brushstrokes. Nick saw the scene in front of him, and couldn't think of anything else in his head, so he just watched the brushstrokes dissolve into the canvas, and kept sighing in his heart: genius! Well, a genius who has gone on a fork in the road.

After three hours in the morning, Nick was not worried that Fang Yi would make a mistake, because he believed that what he had carefully depicted would not be better than what Fang Yi had drawn now.

In the afternoon, Fang Yi continued to paint, and the people standing behind him were not only Nick, but also two old men stood quietly behind Fang Yi, watching Fang Yi repair the works of Master Ingres at his peak, not so much restoration, but now Fang Yi is painting Angels. (To be continued......)

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