Chapter 4 The Spiritual Needs of the Painter

"Help me?"

Chen Jiahao looked at Li Wen with a little more playfulness in his eyes, "Then what good advice do you have, Miss Ruan Wen's neighbor?" ”

The words "Miss Nguyen Van Van Neighbor" are emphasized.

"Sir, you're welcome, my surname is Li, Li asked." Li Wen said as he rubbed his hands together that were red from the cold, "The most important thing in pursuing the opposite sex is to understand what the other person needs most. ”

"Then Li asked, what do you think Miss Ruan needs most now?"

"Compared with sweet words and flowers and jewelry, I think what she needs most as a painter and an artist is spiritual comfort." When Li Wen said this, he made an unfathomable and profound posture.

"Spiritual comfort?"

With a flash of sparks, Chen Jiahao took a puff of cigarette, silently digested these words, and after a moment, he looked at Li again and asked, "Can you make it clear?" ”

Li Wen made a gesture to signal Chen Jiahao to approach.

"Didn't Mr. Chen notice that Miss Nguyen Van is in the dark?"

Chen Jiahao followed Li Wen's gaze to the window, only to notice that the light inside the window was dim and dim.

"Don't hide it from Mr. Chen, Miss Ruan Wen has been out of power for a while, if Mr. Chen has the heart, you might as well help her pay the electricity bill and gas bill tomorrow, although they are all trivial things, but it is definitely more intimate than giving her a large bouquet of flowers."

After Li asked, his eyes fell on the large bouquet of valuable flowers in the garbage heap, which had now been mixed with the filthy household garbage and had become worthless.

Chen Jiahao thought about it, and felt that it seemed to be very reasonable, he patted Li Wen's shoulder, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Li Wen to understand women so well, and my words made me pause." ”

Li Wen hurriedly shook his head, "I'm not that godly, I've just been Miss Ruan Wen's neighbor for a long time and understand some of her habits." ”

Chen Jiahao took out a banknote from his wallet and handed it to Li and asked, "I'm invited for tonight's supper." ”

Under the street lamp, the banknote flutters in the wind between the fingers, and its denomination is enough for the average person to eat ten times for a supper.

Li Wen smiled and waved his hand, "Being able to be an adult is also a virtue, Miss Nguyen Van is a painter, she should have a better life and a more comfortable environment, so that she can fully display her talent, and all this, I believe Mr. Chen can provide her." Don't bother anymore. ”

After speaking, Li Wen left with the garbage basket.

Looking at Li Wen's departing back, Chen Jiahao shook his head with a smile.

This Miss Nguyen Van neighbor is really cute, silly and cute, what kind of woman can't I Chen Jiahao, this time I just want to try another style.

Chen Jiahao snuffed out his cigarette and turned to get into the luxury car.

When Li Wen returned home and looked out the window again, the tail lights of the luxury car had disappeared.

Li Wen turned out all the candles in stock at home and put them together with the lighter.

He's going to work overnight tonight.

As the horns of the cars outside became more and more frequent, Li Wen looked up from behind the drawing board and looked at the wall clock on the wall.

The wall clock hand has surpassed the number 8.

Before you know it, it's eight o'clock in the morning.

Li Wen took off his myopic glasses and rubbed his eyes, which were a little swollen.

He turned on the faucet and took a basin of cold water, poured it on his face with the water, and shivered a few times involuntarily all over his body, and his spirit was also lifted.

After drying his face, Li Wen came to the table, picked up the beaker, poured the plant extract that had been precipitated overnight into the wax, and after it was fully dissolved, he dipped the brush and carefully brushed it on the surface of the drawing board.

Immediately, the paper underwent a certain change, it became old, it became dull, and the white surface of the paper gradually yellowed from the inside out, just like the color of the old shredded parchment.

Succeed with flying colors!

After a while, the paper will become a product of centuries ago, at least on the surface, and even the best masters will not be able to identify it with the naked eye without being tested by specialized instruments.

Li Wen has such self-confidence.

Counterfeiting also requires talent, and Li Wen has such talent.

"I have to go to Uncle Xin's place to work, and after a while the paper is dry, I'll come back to make up the color."

Li Wen glanced at the near-finished "Grim Reaper, Knight and Devil", pushed out the bicycle, and glanced at the window as he passed next door.

The curtains were still drawn in the window, and it was quiet inside.

Thinking about it, Ruan Wen should still be asleep.

She and Li Wen have the habit of staying up late, but Ruan Wen stays up late to paint, while Li Wen stays up late to make fake paintings.

It's already so difficult to draw a real painting, let alone a fake painting that can't be put on the table, if you want to get ahead, it's even more difficult.

However, everything in the world can exist, there is a reason for its existence, Li Wen believes that sometimes the fake is not necessarily worse than the real one, and the craftsmanship is important.

Although the weather is not bad today, the sun still does not feel the temperature on the body.

When Li Wen came to the watch shop wrapped in a scarf, Uncle Xin was already fiddling with the printing press.

"Let's get a new one when you have time."

Li Wen took off his scarf and put it on a chair behind the counter.

Uncle Xin raised his head, the wrinkles on his forehead stained with ink.

"New one? Stinky boy, you say it easy, do you have so much money? Besides, although the old things are not so good, the new ones are not always so good. ”

With a buzz, the dryer that I had just bought less than three days ago went out.

Li Wen patted and patted, and looked at it over and over for a long time, but he didn't know what was wrong.

"Let's use it first," Uncle Xin handed over an old antique with half of the paint gone, "When I have time, I will go to Lao Feng's place and demolish his shop, and the old bastard will sell refurbished fakes to me." ”

Li Wen smiled and said, "Uncle Xin, didn't you say three days ago that Lao Feng's shop was the most authentic on the whole street, and that he had genuine goods there." ”

"Less nonsense, hurry up and work, the customer has been urging more tightly recently, the rent of the shop is about to expire, and we don't make enough money, so we both have to get out."

When the clock struck the twelfth time, Uncle Xin grabbed the black towel and wiped his sweat.

Potatoes mixed with the smell of beef and shallots wafted in, and it was a restaurant across the road selling lunch.

"Stinky boy, rest first, let's eat, remember to come on time in the afternoon."

"Got it, Uncle Xin."

Li Wen rode his bicycle past the restaurant, but did not stop, but went straight back to his family's rental house.

He wanted to see how the painting was going at home and make up the color at the right time.

Li Wen got off the bicycle, took out the key and was about to open the door, when a female voice sounded behind him.

Lee asked, the ...... Can you come to me for a moment? ”