I heard that it was the work of three people, Benjamin who was standing next to him wanted to open his mouth, but he had to close his mouth, for this paper with lines drawn, Benjamin wanted to take it back and slowly ponder it slowly to taste, but the three of them said that it made him difficult to speak.

Kahima turned his face to look at Benjamin's expression and opened his mouth to ask, "Is there something wrong?" ”。

"Forget it!" Benjamin said with a smile at Kahima.

Rude turned his gaze at this time: "If there is anything, you just say it!" ”。

"I was going to ask if you could give me this line, but forget about it," Benjamin said.

Rude laughed when he heard this: "It's just a joke, a friend you brought us today, it's not a problem for me to give it to you!" ”。

"Mine isn't a problem," Kahima said, neither of them knowing if he would be famous, or how much the work would be worth. Now it's just a three-person game.,Both of them are very generous.,Just open your mouth and send it.。

Fang Yi was able to guess some, but he didn't know when he became famous, and it was obviously a bit stingy to say that he didn't send Benjamin, so he could only nod his head along the way.

Now that all three nodded, Kahima jokingly said, "Now we can be a mutual fan of Benjamin!" Fang, did your painting sell for money? ”。

"A little money, a piece of money is a matter of thousands of dollars," Fang Yi said.

Ruud listened and said, "That's better than us, and now we make a living by painting stage backgrounds for others!" ”。

"Then let's sign our names! Maybe in the future, Benjamin's juniors will be able to exchange it for some money," Kahima said with a laugh and quipped.

The three men signed their names on the paper one after the other. Then Kahima applied another layer of protective fluid to the sketch. Everyone sat back on the couch.

"Fang! Are you still in Paris? As soon as he sat down, Kahima asked Fang Yi, who also drew high-level lines, and Kehima seemed very enthusiastic.

"Hmmm! I'm going to school in Paris," Fang Yi replied.

"Going to school?" Rude listened to Fang Yi's words and glanced at Fang Yi strangely. He opened his mouth directly and said: "Are there any particularly outstanding professors in Paris?" How I don't remember".

Kahima also said: "It's almost the same as you go to Paris to be a professor, it's a bit funny to go to school, I have also been to the Paris Academy of Fine Arts and these so-called elite art academies, in my opinion, it's just like that, old-fashioned methods, training old-fashioned and self-righteous students!" Follow the stereotyped rules and take the stereotyped class, thinking that the score can measure the achievement of an artist! Actually, it's beach shit! ”。

These words matched the disdain on Kashma's face. It shows the pride in Kashma's heart. Although he is now a person who can't even sell his own paintings, his arrogance is still unabashedly revealed.

"I'm listening to some color classes right now, and I'm not interested in anything else," Fang Yi said, "But I guess I won't stay until this semester." Even if I don't want to leave, I'm leaving! ”

Where can Fang Yi, who basically skips any class, get mixed up to the next grade, Paris High School adopts an escape system, not like a domestic school to go to college, everything is OK, and some students are eliminated here every year. Even this school has a total of several hundred students, less than a thousand. Every year, some students are forced to leave campus.

"Fang, I'll give you a suggestion! Leaving that cage-like school, do you want to study color? Ruud opened his hands: "Nature is the best color teacher, feel everything pure nature, even a fly lying on dog shit, has a fascinating vitality!" ”。

Fang Yi laughed when he heard this: "I'm also thinking about this matter, I guess I won't stay long" said here and changed the topic: "Kehima, how long will you stay here?" ”。

"At least two months," Khima said, glancing at Ruud, who was sitting next to him. Looking at Rudd, he nodded and said, "Two months!" Ruud took some work, and we had to finish it together before I could go. By the way, I also earn some living expenses and so on! You can come back more often for these two months, and let's talk about it together."

Fang Yi nodded.

"I've been sitting for a long time, what do you want to drink?" Only then did Ruud remember that he was the master; The guests stayed until now without even taking a sip of coffee: "I don't have many people here, so I forgot about it!" After saying that, I stood up and wanted to prepare coffee.

"What time is it, let's go out and get something to eat, I'm going crazy hungry," Ossaith said as he pushed the door open and walked in.

I looked at my watch, it was already more than one o'clock in the afternoon, and I was so happy playing with sketches that a few people forgot about the people who were eating.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Rude said with a smile, although he said this, his expression was not embarrassed at all: "Or we will drive to a small town not far away, which is only twenty minutes away, and there is a small restaurant there!" ”。

Seeing that there was no place to eat in this small village, everyone nodded, and went out together to drive the car towards the restaurant with Ruud directing the way.

After eating, he returned to Rude's house, Fang Yi, Rude, and Kehima began to look at the paintings in the house, most of the works were Rude's, and the scenery completed on the easel was Keshma's, as soon as he saw this painting, Fang Yi's mind jumped out of the word master, in terms of the level of painting, Kehima is much better than his friend Rude, and the color is more calm and sophisticated.

After looking at all Rude's paintings in the room, Fang Yi found a common denominator, and opened his mouth to Rude and asked, "Your models are all about the same size!" ”。

All the female models on Ruud's canvas have one thing in common: they are plump, but they are not the kind with a few swimming rings, but they look like they are full of flesh. The texture on the canvas is described by Ruud as very lingering and charming. One by one, the female models were painted on canvas by Ruud as if they had just had a good time. The whole work exudes a very strong instinctive desire of human nature. In the morning, when I saw the landscape with the figures, it was not obvious, but now when these works are put on display, I can understand that this Ruud is definitely the last erotic painter.

"I like the textured body like that. They summed up the things that sparked my desires, both creative and physical, that were deeply in my mind......" Hearing Fang Yi's question, Rude began to talk about his hobbies, and also talked about the inspiration these models brought to his creation. It is about passion, and the people who are rational are very engaged and complacent.

Fang Yi and Khima sounded normal, and Benjamin listened with envy. Because Ruud is talking about his own creative process, that kind of ideological thing. But Osaith sounds a little unpleasant, and some things are a little difficult for the little sister to accept. The one who almost felt sick to his stomach was Guan Fangfei. Now Guan Fangfei is even more disgusting with this Rude, and even the scum of a lewd and disorderly society.

They chatted until more than five o'clock, and then the four of them said goodbye, divided into two cars, and drove towards Paris one after the other.

When he went back, he changed to Fang Yi to drive.

"You're not going to be like Ruud in the future! That's disgusting! Guan Fangfei looked at Fang Yi and said, "As a friend, I advise you to have less contact with him." How dirty! What kind of artist is this? The whole thing is an animal that thinks half-body! ”。

Fang Yi turned his head and glanced at Guan Fangfei: "You don't want to use the domestic people's artist template to set up an excellent painter." Because the vast majority of people are not suitable for the standard of virtue and art! For art, as long as you have the genius thinking to pay attention to things, and the courage to chase and explore, and finally add a free vitality, this constitutes the basic spiritual quality of the artist, and it has nothing to do with what is moral or not! ”。

"Don't think I can fool me without knowing anything!" Guan Fangfei turned her head to look at Fang Yi, and opened her mouth to cite several artists from China and Paris, and now a few artists came out, and kept talking in Fang Yi's ear, what husband and wife love, what father and son are filial.

Fang Yi raised his hand after listening for a while, interrupting Guan Fangfei's words: "You really look up to the people you said and Rudeby!" ”。

"Other people's paintings are much better than him, not only does he have a bad character, but no one even wants paintings!" Guan Fangfei immediately retorted: "Being a man has become like this. How good is the painting! ”。

Hearing this, Fang Yi shook his head disdainfully. Then he concentrated on driving his car.

Guan Fangfei said for a while, looked at Fang Yi without saying a word, and asked, "Why don't you refute me?" ”。

"How can you let me refute you? None of the people you mentioned are comparable to Rude's, and in terms of art itself, they can happily jump until death, or add more than ten years after death! Fang Yi and Guan Fangfei didn't want to talk about any thoughts or anything like that, she not only didn't understand it, but she couldn't accept it.

In Fang Yi's opinion, Guan Fangfei's brain is broken, as soon as she mentions what kind of family, what kind of master, etc., immediately what is high, and almost all the beautiful qualities of human beings are pasted.

The master is good at everything, the master is so warm and kind, and the master is so gentle and elegant! These ideas are all nonsense, and Fang Yi is quite shameful for this kind of behavior. If nothing else, let's just say that the old bastard in the Paris Museum is at the level of a master, Fang Yi only sees the quality of the fuck and nothing else.

"You feel good about him, huh? Quite defend him," Guan Fangfei looked at Fang Yi after a while and said with a smile.

"Ruud was outstanding! I think we might become friends. I'm only interested in his paintings, and I don't pay much attention to his life! Fang Yi watched Lu spit out a sentence from his mouth.

"Then as a friend, you should persuade your friend to go on the right path!"

Fang Yi turned his head and glanced at Guan Fangfei: "What is the right path for him as a foreigner?" It is true that you study hard every day, and return to China as soon as possible to serve the motherland! Unexpectedly, you are quite concerned about other people's private lives, and you are still ready to save Ruud, a runaway young man? If that's the case, I'd advise you to forget it. In his eyes, people who think like you are mediocre and inactive young people! ”。 (To be continued......)