The next morning.

When Miss Anastascia awoke, she found herself lying in a strange room, and the first thing she did was to check her clothes, and when she saw that her clothes had been changed, and her face turned white with fear when she wore her pajamas.

As a Frenchman, as long as she is a normal person with good appearance and personality, she has almost experienced the love of men and women in adulthood, she doesn't care about this, she cares about what kind of man she is, and takes herself away from the bar.

His eyebrows were furrowed, his expression was very tangled, and he thought that it was better to be a handsome guy, and he had to be in good health.

Looking around, I was glad that at least the room looked great, not the kind of run-down hotel for twenty pounds a piece.

It was indeed a handsome little guy who took her away, and after Han Xuan finished breakfast, he came to Anastasia's room.

Holding a cup of coffee brewed with Blue Mountain coffee beans in her hand, seeing her in a daze, she could probably guess what the other party was thinking.

smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's the nanny who helped you change your clothes, and after you drank too much, you vomited your clothes."

My car also suffered, and the bill for the car wash, I will mail it to you, but luckily it didn't vomit in the car I used to sit in.

Why, I picked it up, and I wasn't disappointed about it, did I? Maybe I've ruined your chance to find a one-night treat. ”

"Hell's night please!

I was scared to death just now, what kind of richest man in the world would pick the door and worry about car wash money with me? ”

Anastasia threw a roll of her eyes at Han Xuan, and when she saw him, her heart relaxed, not worried about what this little guy would do to her, not because of anything else, but from the bottom of her heart, she felt that he would not take a fancy to herself.

Han Xuan took a sip of coffee and said lightly: "I won't want others, but I want you."

Last night, someone said that I was selling fake alcohol in a bar, and I had a headache after drinking it, which made me feel uncomfortable. ”

“…… Well, my fault, apologies to you.

Probably I drank too much, but my head really hurts. ”

Miss Anastasia lay down again, and suddenly thought of something, and then stood up sharply, and asked with wide eyes, "Did I say anything last night?" Did you tell my father about my drinking? ”

"I didn't tell him, and you didn't say anything."

"Oh, that's good."

"I just told me how I met Jack, and that he was good in bed, and that I came to London to find him, and was rejected."

Han Xuan died by himself, a pillow flew over, and when he hurriedly dodged, coffee spilled all over the ground.

He laughed and said, "I can't figure it out.

Is it that the wine is not good, the money is not good, the smoke is not good to smoke, or the food is not delicious?

Life is so good, why do you have to like scumbags and find guilt for yourself?

My plane was at Heathrow, so just tell the housekeeper when I want to go back to France, and if you don't want to go back to sleep, go have breakfast first.

We're going to go to the Royal College of Art now and drop off my girlfriend, she's having something going on at school. ”

"Can't I be cheap?

Okay okay, don't be verbose, get out of my room, I'm not wearing makeup! ”

"It's okay, you're crying so much, snot and tears are mixed together, and I've seen it slowly come to your lips."

Another pillow flew in, and this time Han Xuan dodged it, laughing and leaving, leaving Miss Anastasia alone in the room in a daze......

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Send Anya again to the Royal College of Art in the heart of London, which occupies a small area but has a very atmospheric architectural style.

It's not school yet, but many students are already back early.

After a whole summer vacation, they are tired of staying at home and can't wait to come back to meet their old friends or girlfriends.

Most of the students in the school take advantage of the holidays to work to earn living expenses, and those who do not worry about money enter some companies for internships early, and pure art students will use "looking for inspiration" as an excuse to travel around.

If you see a young naked man playing performance art on the streets of London, then nine times out of ten, he will come out of the Royal Academy of Art, and at this moment there is a guy who paints himself gold, and then stands on the edge of the playground and installs street lights, and he can't think about what they do with normal human thinking.

Anya led the way, Fat Ding and Pooh followed her left and right, many students thought the bear and the cat were funny, and turned their eyes to her, people knew that she was Han Xuan's girlfriend, so today was not surprised by his arrival.

Enter an old Baroque building built in the 18th century, and go upstairs to Anya standing at the door of a room with the key.

Han Xuan looked at the door number, there was only the number "19" on it, and asked her, "Where is this?" ”

"In my mother's studio, almost all of the professors have their own independent studios, and I sometimes create here.

She left me a corner where all my work since school was in. ”

After turning back to explain to Han Xuan, Anya inserted the key in and unscrewed the door.

The studio area is about 100 square meters, the sunlight spills in through the beautiful iron windows, and the things are placed in a mess, and most people who engage in art like a chaotic environment, as long as it is not dirty.

Anya is an exception, her room is always neat and tidy, and when she packs her luggage, she likes to fold her clothes neatly.

Han Xuan also ridiculed her for this, saying that such a character would definitely not be able to create modern works of art, because those modern artists are generally very sloppy.

There are various works on the shelves, and the walls are also covered with oil paintings, works by Lady Cecilia and Anya, there is a big difference in style, and it is clear at a glance who created it.

In the first two years, she liked to paint oil paintings with animal themes, and she was also well-known in the oil painting world.

Oil paintings, which were sold for more than $100,000 at the beginning, have now risen in price about tenfold, and are almost at a point where it is difficult to find a painting, and people are collecting them.

On the walls hang nine of Anya's most recent paintings, all of which are portraits.

Two of them have not yet been completed, the paint has already dried, and they can resume painting when they have time, and it is not uncommon for a painting to be created for several years.

"Have you finally changed your style?" Han Xuan asked her.

Since the two first met, Anya has been painting, and if you want to say who knows her creative style the most, except for Mrs. Cecilia, it is probably Han Xuan.

Looking at the paintings on the wall, not only the theme has been replaced, but also the color and brushstroke style of the picture have also changed.

"Well, what do you think of what you learned from school? I'm going to throw away the first six, which I used to practice.

To tell you a funny thing, someone once came and stole my painting and then stole it by mistake.

Professor Smith in the next room was very happy because he thought his work was valuable, and when the thief was caught, he told the police that he was actually going to steal my work.

I'm not saying that Professor Smith's paintings aren't worth much......"

"No explanation, I know what you mean."

Han Xuan looked up at the seventh painting, the model was a naked old woman, wearing a red and white checkered shawl, her expression was extremely realistic, and her smile revealed happiness.

He continued: "The seventh is great, I love the style.

I can't appreciate these oil paintings of the human body, in fact, I prefer the oil paintings with animal themes, which are more distinctive.

But these are not bad, the demeanor is realistic, the light and tone are good......"