Chapter 192: This painting is good

Gao Hongsheng was woken up by a hungry stomach in the middle of the night, and he couldn't resist the tossing and beating of his body for a day and a night.

But this day and night vented all the anger he had accumulated over the past few months, and now he woke up feeling refreshed.

Glancing at the Frenchwoman lying beside her, she was now like a fetus, curled up and hidden in the futon, just exposing the pile of long brown-red hair on the pillow.

Gently and slowly lifted the satin eiderdown quilt filled with duck down, slowly got out of bed naked, turned back to cover the quilt from the new, stood barefoot on the carpet with this long fluff, and looked around looking for his clothes.

Forget it or not, Gao Hongsheng gave up looking for his clothes after a glance, the whole room was too messy, except for the coat that hid the magic of crossing was carefully hung on the hanger, and the other clothes were thrown everywhere.

Fortunately, the temperature in the suite was just right, even if he was naked, he didn't feel a trace of cold, so he walked briskly towards the restaurant, and the delicious food on the table was obviously more attractive.

French cuisine as a whole occupies an important place in Europe, because European cuisine is cooked in French cabinets, so that most of the chefs employed by the best hotels or restaurants in Europe are French, even in today's society.

They attach much more importance to the dining room than to the living room, exquisite tableware, elegant environment, luxurious furniture, opulent decoration, and even a beautiful famous painting hanging on the wall of Gao Hongsheng's top suite restaurant, which makes him have a kind of desire to take that painting as his own.

It was a work by the famous French painter Bougerraud in the 19th century, a realistic painting of the academic style that adhered to the tradition of aestheticism all his life, and if it weren't for the signature in the corner of the oil painting on canvas, he would probably have ignored this anti-trend guy.

On the painting set against the backdrop of a field, a rural girl standing barefoot with a warm and charming face, with a hint of sorrow, wears a white shirt, a monochrome blouse, a square shawl with a plaid pattern, and stands barefoot with a delicate and delicate style and flawless technique.

The whole painting is like an idealized world, with a realistic painting style that almost resembles a photograph, giving people a feeling of being bathed in the sun outdoors.

However, her overly perfect, "mechanical" and "smooth" painting style was incompatible with the fashionable modern art of the time, and inevitably became the target of attack and ridicule by radical impressionists, modern artists and critics, and became a victim of modern art, but in the seventies of the twentieth century, his paintings began to be admired again, and in the twenty-first century, his paintings topped the list of "most popular painters" on the Internet, and became the computer desktop pattern of many people.

If it weren't for this honor, Gao Hongsheng, an otaku, would not have been able to know whose painting it was.

Now that this painting worth tens of millions of dollars is in front of his eyes, how can he not be moved, and at the same time make him full of anticipation for this trip to Europe.

"You admire this painting, don't you? This is Bougreau's work, he is an aesthete, the whole work is full of aesthetic realism style, and even ignores realism in pursuit of beauty, so the characters in his paintings seem to be goddesses and angels. But it's beautiful, isn't it? ”

Felia had just woken up, and then she simply put a white tablecloth around her chest like a bath towel, and came to the edge of the dining table, and saw that he was standing naked in front of the oil painting and admiring the painting intently, so she leaned over and said lightly.

Gao Hongsheng turned his head to look at Fei Liya, who wrapped herself in a white embroidered and hollow tablecloth, took his eyes off her faintly visible body, stared at her big dark brown eyes and said, "A good work, but I think this painting should be better hung in my room." After speaking, Felia nodded at the sheets wrapped in the sheets, then stretched out her finger and pointed at the package that she didn't care about at all, and smiled presumptuously.

Felia's fair face flushed suddenly, and her current outfit was a bit contrived compared to his.

Originally, the tablecloth was an ornament, not really the kind of airtight tablecloth, it was just the layer of decoration on the dining room tablecloth, and it was still knitted and hollowed, with large and small holes everywhere, and now after being surrounded by her, not only did it not have the effect of covering, but made people feel as if they were doing it on purpose, so that their bodies loomed and attracted people's attention.

In order to hide her embarrassment, she said with some annoyance: "This painting is worth at least two thousand francs, and it is estimated that this painting is still ordered by this hotel, and they will not transfer it." ”

"Oh! Two thousand francs is not expensive, but I think they will transfer it. After Gao Hongsheng finished speaking, he shrugged his shoulders, walked to the dining table nonchalantly, pulled out a chair, and made a gesture to Felia to sit down.

Fei Liya just wanted to change the topic to avoid her current embarrassment, seeing Gao Hongsheng's gesture of inviting her to sit down, she also felt hungry, and hurriedly walked to the front of the dining table carefully, waiting for Gao Hongsheng to push the chair under her ass and just wanted to sit down, but found that she was wrapped too tightly by the sheet, if she sat down, the sheet was likely to break with a stab.

At this moment, a pair of hands gently untied the sheet that bound him in time, and then threw the sheet on another chair very casually.

"You may be seated, it's a pleasure to have dinner with you, oh! It's not dinner, it's supposed to be dinner in the middle of the night. ”

"Thank you." Felia felt a lot more comfortable after taking off the sheet, at least she didn't feel embarrassed in front of a naked man.

Chinese are accustomed to chatting at the table, and even many things have to be put on the table to solve, while the French do not have so many constraints on the table, especially the French Western food is usually accompanied by fine wine, eating different meals need to drink different wine.

However, Gao Hongsheng and the others have already eaten leftovers, so they don't pay so much attention to it, and the two of them are really hungry, so they are squeaking and chattering with each other in English, while hurriedly stuffing all kinds of food into their mouths, and even pouring all kinds of wine into their stomachs.

"Your name is Felia, isn't it, a very beautiful name, this name is really good, you can imagine an elegant lady before you see anyone, it's really good."

"Thank you, I'm very happy with my name, my mother said it took a lot of effort to name me, and then it was my grandfather who said that her name was Felia."

"Yes! You should be grateful to your grandfather, who gave you a good name. ”

"Yes, my grandfather was very good to me,............"

Gao Hongsheng is very satisfied with this partner, this is a woman who can safely solve her needs, it is really that Europe in this era is simply too chaotic, syphilis, eczema and other diseases are raging throughout the Western world, although he has the means to deal with it, but then he loses a lot of fun.