Fang Yi didn't even look at Rude, and continued to wipe his floor: "Where do I know where the rest of the Dao is, if I know the Dao, I would have run over and spend some money to take it for myself, and guess what!" ”。 If he knew where the rest of the squatting was in the Dao, according to Fang Yi's character, he would have already run away, and he would still use Rude's afterthought to remind him?

"That's what you guessed?" Rude was a little disappointed when he heard this, and sighed as he looked at Fang Yi's unfinished canvas: "Man, you really did a thankless job. If you have this time, you might as well paint more of your paintings, what are you doing with this thing, even if you finish painting, you will be subject to countless sneers! If you take this thing out and go to meet someone."

Khima nodded when he heard this: "Yes, such things are really not very popular"

No matter how complete a work is, it is not painted by Rembrandt, and it really doesn't make much sense to do it. Just like the famous Venus with a broken arm, this sculpture originally had arms, but the rest of the day did not know where the road was broken, and when it appeared, it was the shape of two arms missing. Because it turned out that there were countless artists with hands who wanted to make up their arms, various postures and countless gestures were installed. But none of them were pleased, because everyone felt awkward when they made it up, and it was better to just break it like a disabled person.

"I thought it was stimulating my pituitary gland, and the excitement when I drew this thing was so refreshing," Fang Yi explained. Originally, Fang Yi just thought it was more interesting to make up the rest of the part, but this painting. The whole person seemed to have eaten something, and every pore in the body seemed to be stretched. It's like a dog day spinning around the sun and then filling your stomach with a bottle of ice water. Instantly, the feeling of refreshment flowed through the body like an electric current. With such a feeling, Fang Yi couldn't give up all of a sudden.

Ruud said: "I see, you look like you've smoked contraband, but you're a little bit worse at dancing." Anders, give Yi Twist a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, Anders pressed Khima next to him, holding the back of his head with one hand and twisting his waist back and forth, and before he could twist twice, he was pushed away by Khima. Said with a smile: "You learned this by running to Paris all day?" ”。

Obviously, this kid is learning how to dance with a pipe in the night dancers.

"Alright friends, let's hurry up and eat, it's time to delay the others from coming home," Kahima gestured to his watch. said to Fang Yi and the others who were laughing.

Eating together, which of the Rudkhima seems to be able to cook, originally made by a peasant woman in the village, but the appetite is really not enough. Now that the income is high, several people's mouths will also be picky. I simply took in a good chef from Paris, who came twice a day to cook lunch and dinner for a few people, and of course the ingredients were prepared and brought with him.

When the five sat back at the table, Kahima said sorry to the master and told him to go home, and the five started moving.

"Bring me another glass" Fang Yi first drained the red wine in his hand in one go, and it was not only muscle soreness that he had stood for so long. Still a little thirsty. Looking at Artur pouring wine into his glass, he tried to stop after pouring a small half. Immediately motioned for Artur to pour a little more.

"You can take the bottle with you," Artur directly handed the bottle to Fang Yi.

took the bottle, filled his arms, and the whole bottle of red wine was almost bottomed out, Fang Yi drank half of it again, and then picked up the fork at hand and looked at the food on his plate: "Why is it a snail again."

"I don't want to eat it, I'm beef, and I haven't touched it yet," Ruud said, pointing to the two pieces of fried beef on his plate.

Fang Yi saw that the beef was okay, at least now it seemed that he had a much more appetite than his own snail, so he exchanged food with Rude and began to eat.

"Yi, when are you going to start your new work?" Artur took a sip of the wine in his hand and asked Fang Yi, who was biting into the beef.

They are all a group of friends, and everyone's eating appearance is not so concerned, Fang Yi cut the beef as if it was two fingers wide together, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it vigorously, and Rude was staggering and drinking the soup.

"I haven't figured out what to draw yet, but I'll be inspired in two days, why didn't I see Elia today?" During the time he came back, Fang Yi was busy with Rembrandt's paintings, where he had spare time to think about his next creation.

"Don't shy away from the topic, it's been almost a week and a half, and your own work hasn't been done yet," Kahima said. Are you really going to paint three times a year? ”。

"At least this year, I really won't necessarily rush out so many works like last year, I'm ready to calm down and paint a few works with peace of mind, as for how many can be painted" Fang Yi pointed to the sky with the fork in his hand after speaking, which means that the old man knows how to say.

When Rude heard Fang Yi say this, he also nodded: "Our fame is too fast, other people's works are piled up one by one, and solo exhibitions are all placed in the exhibition hall, and the five of us have an exhibition of paintings, and there is still such a big gap between each work!" But Yi is right, we were in a hurry last year, we were in a hurry to open the Biennale and the art exhibition, and this year I am also going to take it easy and wait for the hot weather to find a beach to spend a vacation or something, and take a break."

Anders opened his mouth at this time and said: "I don't need to go on vacation, now I put on the agenda of buying a house in the center of Paris, and I am ready to buy a better house." With more than three million dollars in hand, Anders is now picking a house in Paris.

"What about you, what are your plans?" Fang Yi looked at Artur and asked.

Artur's answer was simple and brainless: "I don't know where I'm going, because Elia hasn't told me yet."

Asking is tantamount to asking in vain, Fang Yi thought to himself. Turned his gaze to Kashma.

"Originally, I was going to go back to Italy and buy a house to settle down, but now it doesn't make much sense, I haven't thought about it yet, maybe I'll find a vineyard and buy it," Khima said.

A few friends chatted about their future plans while eating, Fang Yi naturally didn't need to ask, thinking about how to persuade his girlfriend to move to Los Angeles with him.

After eating, Fang Yi threw down the dishes and went straight home, as for washing the dishes, these things were naturally thrown to Artur and Anders, of course, Khima and Rude also ran together, who let these two live here.

When I returned to my house, I opened the door and saw that Beronica had returned, and was now standing in front of me before I finished painting.

"It's been very early," Fang Yi walked to his girlfriend's side, put his arms around Beronica's waist from behind, and put his chin on his girlfriend's shoulder.

Beronica looked at Fang Yi and said, "It's almost half past ten, what's early?" You've just finished eating? ”。

Fang Yi nodded: "Hmm." After speaking, he looked at his watch, and sure enough, it was almost half past ten.

"Do you want to keep painting at night?" Belonica asked at Fang Yi.

"Don't paint, go to bed early today, how about you?".

"I'm going to paint for a while, you go to sleep first," Beronica tilted her head sideways and tapped her lips on Fang Yi's face.

Since his girlfriend decided to paint for a while, Fang Yi took a shower by himself and then got into bed and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Fang Yi exercised as usual, ate a breakfast, and began to continue painting on the canvas.

Two hours later, Fang Yi, who was standing in the chair, heard a soft voice and asked himself, "What are you painting, why is it so dim?" ”。

Fang Yi turned his head and saw that Orseth was holding the back of the chair where Fang Yi was standing with one hand, and the other hand hanging down from his waist.

"How did you get here? What about Belonica? Fang Yi lightly looked for his girlfriend.

"Of course I came with my brother, and he went to talk to Artur about painting, and I came to see you when I heard that you were painting at home," Osaith said. As for your girlfriend, she is carrying an easel at the entrance of the village with a child as a model, and she is sketching."

Well! Fang Yi was a little unaccustomed to listening to Ossaith's words, in the past, this girl didn't speak so politely to herself when no one was around, but now all of a sudden, her slow voice suddenly made Fang Yi feel that there was some conspiracy.

"What kind of tricks do you want to play?" Fang Yi asked directly.

Ossaith looked at Fang Yi's vigilant look and laughed: "What conspiracy can I have, you are still a little younger among the people here, so I will come over and talk to you."

"I can't talk about gothic dress, I'll draw a picture or something" Fang Yi turned his head and continued to take his paintbrush and quickly draw on the canvas, after a few strokes, the feeling of being interrupted by Orseth came back, forgetting that there was someone next to him, his face was full of smiles, and the pen was flying.

Watching Fang Yi draw, this time Ossaith didn't bother, he sat directly on the sofa in the living room, picked up a magazine, and secretly glanced at Shang Yi from time to time while flipping through it aimlessly. Seeing that Fang Yi didn't look at himself for more than ten minutes, he simply threw away the magazine that was covering in his hand, bent over and supported his cheeks with both hands, and looked at Fang Yi who was painting.

Fang Yi was painting here, where could he take care of the fact that there was a little girl next to him who was looking at him. Having said that, if Fang Yizhi looked at him and looked at him with a look of admiration, he might be able to fall directly from the chair.

Orsaith didn't think so, he used to think that Fang Yi was very impatient with him, but last time, he felt that Fang Yi really cared about himself, and now looking at Fang Yi's concentration on painting, he felt that Fang Yi was even more handsome. After carefully observing for a while, Osseth felt that Fang Yi looked handsome everywhere, especially the small dimples at the corners of his mouth when he had a smile on his face, just like his friend said, very Q! (To be continued......)