He didn't feel much about the hollow and mottled frescoes. There were two visitors next to him, admiring his ingenuity while watching.

"I think, when it comes to murals, who can compare to our Dunhuang."

Lu Jiu's voice was very small, but it still reached Jiang Li's ears, and she suddenly turned her head and looked at Lu Jiu with some surprise.

Lu Jiu was a little overwhelmed by Jiang Li's sudden gaze. He looked at Jiang Li blankly, "What's the matter, madam?"

He didn't think he was wrong. In terms of artistic level, degree of preservation, how to look at it, Dunhuang murals are better.

Jiang Li approached, patted Lu Jiu's arm excitedly, nodded and said earnestly, "Thank you"

Lu Jiu was a little stunned, looking at Jiang Li's eyes, a little frightened.

Jiang Li is like this, and he doesn't explain the reason, he directly thanks himself when he comes up, no matter how you look at it, it's a little awkward

"I know the subject, how do I start?" Jiang Li raised his head and smiled at Lu Jiu, his smile was bright and bright.

"I just saw a bookstore nearby, help me buy a sketchbook and a pen." Jiang Li commanded, and then gave up the murals next to him, which now seemed to be not so tempting.

Jiang Li wandered inside, and only then did he look at the exhibition properly.

Art is all connected, just like Jiang Li, every time she does a design, she will draw a concept drawing.

When you don't have inspiration, you change places and see different scenery.

This time, her inspiration was a little sudden, and there weren't many places to go. The most suitable place is the art exhibition.

Lu Jiu nodded, and then glanced at Jiang Li's legs, she had been standing here for a long time today, "Yes, madam." But why don't you find a place to rest and wait for me?"

After all, Jiang Li's leg is injured, although the person is not in a big way, but standing for a long time is still not conducive to recovery.

After a hasty walk around the gallery, Jiang Li's legs ached a little, so he went outside to sit and wait for Lu Jiu.

Jiang Li looked down and saw that under the steps where he was sitting, there was a homeless man drawing with charcoal.

Although it is an extremely simple line, you can still see the skill and level of the person.

On the ground next to it, there were a few sketches he had drawn scattered.

Jiang Li is here

interested, I thought that the artistic atmosphere here is really strong. If it weren't for the man's messy and furry hair and his stained, tattered robe, she would have thought that this was some kind of master of performance art on the streets.

Handsome men and beautiful women in bright clothes passed by, and their eyes were not assigned to him.

Jiang Li got up to leave, and after a while, he appeared beside the homeless man again, "Hello." ”

The homeless man didn't lift his head, and continued to draw his messy lines.

"You've been sitting at the door of the art museum for so long, don't you want to go in and have a look," Jiang Li asked, looking him up and down again, and felt that he didn't look like he had anything of value on him.

The homeless man's hand paused for a moment, still sitting on his own business.

Jiang Li handed the ticket he had just left to buy in front of the homeless man, "How about painting a portrait for me, I can exchange the ticket with you." ”

Most of the people who engage in art have strange tempers, probably because they are afraid that the other party will think that they are giving charity, so Jiang Li specially made up such an awkward reason.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the homeless man raised his head, his eyes fell on the brand-new ticket, and then he raised his head and met Jiang Li's eyes.

Jiang Li was stunned in surprise, it was a rare pair of clear eyes, perhaps, it should be said to be clear.

Those eyes stared at her for a moment.

She originally thought that a person in such a situation would either be frustrated and lonely, or languid, and never thought that he would be such a pair of eyes.

What a pair of detached, clear and clear eyes this is.

Rao is a person like Jiang Li, and he is inevitably attracted by the other party's eyes.

"You're giving me alms" The other party looked up, his eyes as if he wanted to see Jiang Li through.

Jiang Li laughed dryly twice and touched the tip of his nose, "I'm talking to you." ”

The other party frowned, not very understanding what Jiang Li meant.

"I've seen your paintings, and I think you're amazing. So I suspect you're acting like this on purpose. Jiang Li explained to the other party very seriously.

"Anyway, a ticket is nothing to me, maybe I can make friends with a master, right" Jiang Li bent her eyes, and a smile overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

When the homeless man heard Jiang Li's words, his expression froze, "Your excuse is really bad." ”

Jiang Li lowered her head and smiled heartily.

The homeless man was about to take the ticket when a voice came from behind Jiang Li.

"The preliminary round hasn't started yet, no one will pay attention to you now, it's too early to hype it now" The piercing voice came into Jiang Li's ears, making her feel very uncomfortable.

Jiang Li turned around and saw Tong Xinyu and Wan Chi walking forward behind him.

It was Wan Chi who spoke.

Tong Xinyu next to him followed Wan Chi with a well-behaved face.

What kind of mentally handicapped man is this, she really troubles him, it doesn't matter if she is confused by Tong Xinyu, what is it to come to her all day long to find fault

Jiang Li rolled her eyes, "A gentleman is happy to be a gentleman, and a villain is wronged to be a villain." ”

Wan Chi grew up abroad since he was a child, so he didn't understand the meaning of Jiang Li's words, so he subconsciously looked back at Tong Xinyu.

"If you don't understand, you should read more, and you can't forget your roots." Jiang Li put the ticket on the album next to the homeless man.

I want to stay away from these two people, and my mind is dirty.

"You don't have to say anything about a gentleman and a villain, you think what you do is glorious, I think you are a sinister villain, so bad for your friends." As soon as Wanchi's sense of justice came up, he stood up for Tong Xinyu, and scolded Jiang Li with a face.

After Tong Xinyu arrived in Paris, her state has been very poor, and it must be because of this Jiang Li, who has too much influence on her.

Jiang Li plucked her ears impatiently, "Noise." ”

Then his eyes turned to Tong Xinyu, glanced at it a few times, and then looked at Wan Chi and asked, "Friend, when did I say that I was friends with her?"

"As for the pitfall," Jiang Li simply felt that the dignified-looking Wan Chi in front of him didn't have a lot of brains, "Don't you think one-sided words are too one-sided?"

Tong Xinyu's eyes dodged twice, not daring to look at Jiang Li. If it weren't for her holding the handle in Jiang Li's hand, she would definitely not swallow her anger so much.

"I only believe what I see." Wan Chi is conclusive.

Tong Xinyu was afraid that this kind of head-on conflict, Jiang Li would be annoyed and angry, and say something she didn't want to hear.

So he carefully tugged Wan Chi's clothes beside him, "Don't blame her, blame me for this, I, as her boss, didn't find out that she wanted to compete at the beginning, it's my fault." ”